A/N MacaqueAttack713, I hope this meets your expectations.

Hermione Granger was scared. That didn't happen often, but there she was. In a library, not studying, not reading. She was thinking and she was scared. Now the rational, most obvious question would be why?

Well, things had been normal. At some point she had been, in fact, reading, then she started wondering when Draco would join. That's when it hit her. She had gotten way too used to having him around. She had known him, really known him if you don't count the years before the war, and the time he spent ignoring her after the war, for little more than a week, and already he was a big part of her life. Amazing how one person can mean so much, in such little time. And Hermione Granger, with all her logic, couldn't make it make sense. There was the fact that she was definitely falling for Draco Malfoy of all people, that made sense, because he was just right for her, she knew it, what didn't make sense was how they'd went so fast from hate to falling. Then there was the fact that not only was she falling, she was falling fast. Yes, Hermione Granger was falling for Draco Malfoy and it was Draco Malfoy's voice that pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Plotting ways to get back at Weasley?" He asked, grinning as he sat down in his -now usual- seat next to her. "I almost forgot about that actually" She admitted, what with you on my mind and all she added in her head. "Oh come on!" He looked really disappointed "We'd have so much fun". She sat up "We?"
"You didn't think I'd sit this out, did you?". Now that she thought about it, it was really a stupid assumption to make. "Of course you wouldn't, what was I thinking?". He smirked triumphantly. "What were you thinking about, then? If not that" She shrugged "Just stuff. So what are we going to do?"

And he was right, boy was he right! it was fun. It was amazing, and it would work perfectly, because between the two of them, they knew everything they needed to know. He knew the three corridors where they were least likely to be interrupted and she knew the one Harry and Ron where most likely to take. She also knew how to make sure they took it. She knew that when the first Dungbomb hit, Harry's seeker reflexes would kick in before his brain and he'd reach out and catch it, instead of moving out of its way. She knew that Ron would be too busy staring at him and shouting 'bloody hell' to notice the second one going straight for his face, and he knew that it was safer and way more practical to charm the Dungbombs to hit them in a specific time and go hide somewhere they could watch, rather than being there when it actually happened. She hadn't even thought of that, "Experience, Granger" He had said, smirking. She knew where to place the illusion charm, and he knew how to add a timer.

Harry and Ron would start their way to dinner, like everyday, when she'd casually comment that some fangirl had been stalking their usual route, so they'd take the way she wanted them to instead, then she'd remember that she had forgotten something at the library -not her first time- and go meet Draco. The Dungbombs where the least of their problems, really. Right after the Dungbombs, they'd wake into her illusion, where Harry will be chased by a bunch of fans and reporters -the thing he despised most ever since Voldemort's spot was left open- and Ron would find himself in a jewelry shop, having to buy something...for Lavender. That was mean, she knew, but hey she could've gone for spiders if she was really mean. When would the illusion stop? When they realised it was an illusion, when the timer spell Draco cast ran out -he gave them 15 minutes- of Hermione could just lift her charm before the 15 minutes, not a big chance of that happening. Meanwhile, they would be in a broom closet where they could see the whole thing.

"Wow!" She breathed, Draco had cast a spell so they had slightly more room in the broom closet, but it was still cramped. Harry and Ron weren't even there yet, and already she felt... exhilarated. "I know!" He said, smiling brightly. They weren't really talking about the same thing, though. "I feel amazing!" "You look beautiful" they both said at the same time. She blushed and was grateful the broom closet wasn't exactly well-lit. "I've never seen you so alive" and as he said it, she knew he was right. She couldn't name it before, how she felt, then he said 'alive' and it felt right. "I feel alive. I've never been this happy" Her gaze met his, and she knew what was going to happen. She knew it before he leaned in and closed the distance between them. Her arms circled around his neck as soon as his lips touched hers. His arms around her waist pulled her closer and she arched into him. "I think I can make you happier" He whispered, his breath tickling her face and when he pushed her against the wall, his body melting into hers, not even the shouts of 'bloody hell' and what the hell was this' could break them apart. At that moment it all made sense to her. She was no longer scared.

A/N When it comes to pranks I pretty much suck, but I hope you liked the Draco/Hermione parts. As always, review please :)