You know I think I'm become a good updater! An update every three weeks is pretty decent isn't it? Anyway, I will definitely try to update faster each time! It's nice to hear from you guys too! I think it's quite miraculous people actually read my crazy stories. Haha… ok now time for my dedication!

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  I would also like to say that Draco and Hermione wouldn't just suddenly fall in love with each other. I hope to develop their feelings and let them know each other more first. ^_^ but that doesn't mean nothing will happen… evil laughter…hahah please read on!  Thank you! ^_^

Chapter 7: Shall we dance?

  "I was beginning to worry that you were in some sort of sticky fix." Hermione smiled innocently as she stood up. "You can call me for my help anytime you know."

  "Right." I said, looking away. Illusion. Pure Illusion.

  Hermione was never beautiful, is never beautiful and never will be beautiful.

  We started walking to the dining hall. I look back now at Hermione. She was being her usual annoying self. Thank god.

  "You know Malfoy, if you promise to be more decent today, I may decide to teach you how to tell time." Hermione said quite seriously. "I'm sure even with your low intelligence, you will get the hang of it soon."

   "And the world will be a better place." Hermione laughed.

  Well at least someone was happy today.

  Hermione leaned her head towards me. "Are you alright? It's not like you to be so, well, quiet."

  "I'm glad you noticed. I thought you were enchanted with the sound of your own voice and I decided not to disturb your self obsession." I smiled pleasantly.

  Hermione gasped. She pointed furiously at me. "Me? You call me? Self-obsessed? You of all big-headed people call me self-obsessed? Do you know the meaning of irony?"

  I smiled. "Now that I think of it, there's not much for you to be self-obsessed about is there?"

 "Oh, I suppose, Mr Fan Club Malfoy here has a lot of good points huh?" Hermione said, faking a yawn. "I'm sure you attract girls by the dozen. Girls that haven't grown eyes and brains that is."

  "Oh, I suppose then Miss Full of Brains Granger attracts smart intelligent boys then?" I challenged Hermione.

  Hermione looked at me. Her cheeks flushed. "I have my fair share of secret admirers."

  "If I were them, I would also want to keep my admiration for you a secret." I laughed.

 Hermione fumed. She looks so cute when she goes mad, it's like smoke steams out of her ears and her eyes just want to explode and her fingers just want to dig into my eyes and pull out my corneas. Really cute.

  "At least his a gentleman." Hermione retorted. "More than what I can say, for some people."

  "Well thank you." I beamed at Hermione as we stepped into the dining hall. "That's the best compliment anyone has ever given me."

  "Are you alright, Hermione?" Harry asked me concernedly. It's so nice to be back in civilized company.

"You are murdering your pancakes!" cried Ron.

  "It's just Draco. I don't know how he does it. He can somehow make my blood vessels want to explode every time he opens that flytrap of his!" I said as I stuffed my mouth with pancakes.

  "Oh, I know the best way to shut a man's mouth." Parry from the table beside us, winked at Harry. Parry, was a Gryffindor, she was a year younger than Harry, Ron and me.

  Truth is, we never noticed Parry much until suddenly when school reopened she turned into some kind of man-eating creature. And her next target was Harry. Which I find very funny, Harry however brave he can be in front of monsters, turns white in front of girls.

  "You are the luckiest girl, Hermione!" Parry gushed as she took her plate and came to our table, uninvited. "Draco's one of the cutest guys in Hogwarts, his so hot he turns my robes into liquid!"

  Parry coughed and looked at Harry. "Not that I'm interested. You know. I'm just saying."

  Harry coughed and looked at Ron and me, mentally saying, "Give me Voldemort any day!"

  "I think I forgot to bring some of my homework. I will be back." Harry squeaked as Parry picked up his fork to try and feed him breakfast.

  Ron laughed. "I think I will go help Harry."

  Parry looked at me, giddy with happiness. "I think he likes me."

  I was glad for breakfast. Parry however, boy-crazy she can be at times, is really quite sweet at heart. And man, can she make me laugh.

  Here are some tips she have given me to shut Draco up:

One) Pinch his butt.

Two) Kiss him.

  And well the rest gets more uncensored as the list goes on. Like I said, Parry cracks me up.

"Draco, look." I pushed pass many girls to stand beside Draco. I held up my watch (I don't know if such things are used in Hogwarts, so please excuse me ^_^) and pushed it to Draco's face. "See the long thin needle? Its pointing to 11 now and when it reaches 12 in five minutes it means we will be boiled in hell as class will start and we will be late!"

 Draco looked at me with that condescending look of his. "Did you enjoy honey syrup with your pancakes?"

 Oh, so he was still bothered about this morning. Hey, it was a harmless prank! And his hair does seem more glorious today, which may be because of the honey!

  "It was an accident." I shrugged.

  "How accidental. I don't see how you can spill honey, it being in a closed jar, sealed tight and being never opened before." He smiled. He was challenging me again!

  I hate it when he does that. It makes me say stupid things like I have a secret admirer and all. Obviously I don't, the only male that admires me in that way will probably be my dog. Even then he prefers poodles.

  "I promise it will never happen again." I said solemnly.

 "That's only because you will think up of new accidents!" Draco cried.

  "That's not true. Because I know tomorrow you will wake up on time just like everybody else." I smiled sweetly. "And in case you haven't noticed, half of your fan club is gone. And we have been wasting our time arguing for three minutes! Two minutes to run to class."

  Draco glared at me. But not in the way he used to. Last time, it was filled with detest. Hatred. Now it was more like, grudging respect or something. I can't describe it.

  I smiled back. "Come on. If we start walking now, I promise to give you more compliments about your horribleness."

  "And if you are really good, I will introduce you to Parry." I laughed and started running as Draco followed me, shouting.

  "Who the hell is Parry?"

  The rest of the day went by eventless. Well, except for the occasional, ok, constant arguments between Draco and me. But we were getting better, at least now we don't seem to be really insulting each other, but more for the heck of it.

  Then, the big news came during dinner. There was going to be a dance! Next week! Everybody was shell-shocked, it seemed to be a special school reopening ball for everybody to get to know each other better.

  And the thing is that there was one special rule for this dance. The girl must invite a boy to the ball! It's a must! So naturally, the entire Hogwarts had suddenly come alive, and everybody was acting weirdly.

  "So what do you think of it, Harry?" Ron smiled wickedly. "I'm sure a certain someone would be happy to take you to the ball."

  Parry wanted to eat dinner with the three of us, but Harry had insisted she didn't as he was suffering from a contagious disease and he didn't want her infected. You should have seen the tears in Parry's eyes, tears of happiness as she went to another table.

  Harry choked on his fish. "Please, Ron. No speaking of the devil at the dinner table."

  I laughed. "Oh come on, she isn't that bad. She's really pretty and she's quite nice actually. It's just that there might be a little more air than brains in her head, but she's a real sweetie!"

  "Hermione, don't you dare start too!" Harry said, brandishing his fork dangerously.

Ron turned to me now, a dangerous glimmer in his eyes. "So, Hermione, who would you be asking to the dance? Don't tell me it's me!"

  "You wish." Ron and I said simultaneously and laughed.

Ron was going to go out with some girl from Ravenclaw I think. It was love at first sight, Ron said, he had tripped over his shoes and flung all his books at her. Amazingly, she didn't hate him but thought Ron was cute. What can I say? Love is blind.

  I was happy for Ron though. Ron doesn't want to introduce her to Harry and I yet, he doesn't want to jinx it or so he says. I think the real reason is that his a bit afraid that she would fall for Harry, because of well who Harry is. Ron clever as he may be sometimes, can be such a fool. Boys always are.

  Draco is a prime example. Oops, I have just mixed him up with humans again. I always forget that his the devil spawn, his disguise is so convincing you see.

  "So you have heard about the dance too? Draco said as we were walking to the torture chamber, you know the place where McGonagall wants us to study in.

  "Yeah." I nodded. Beware of the enemy at all times.

 "So are you going to ask your secret admirer?" Draco smiled maliciously.

 "You obviously don't get it, do you? A secret admirer means that his secret!" I said. "I don't know who he is."

  "Oh, he will reveal to you if he wants to go to the dance with you." Draco said, smiling like the devil he is. "At least you wouldn't have such a trouble like me, I don't want to disappoint all my fans you know, but I have to pick just one date. Such pressure on me."

"Oh, what a worldwide disaster." I said sarcastically. "What will we all do if Draco can't decide which bimbo fan he wants to bring to the dance? How shall we carry on with our lives?"

 Draco paused and looked at me with such calmness and conviction that it scared me, for a moment. "You know someday, I will shut that mouth of yours."

  "You will never dare." I said as I put all my homework parchments down.

  Draco didn't say anything as he started reading his book. It was a new one. Creatively titled, "How to pick a date from the millions that love you!"

I swear I would like to know where Draco gets his books from. I seriously doubt Hogwarts stock this type of books.

I laughed as I dived straight into my mountain of work.

  Hours must have passed as I finally finished all my assignments. I wonder how does Draco do his assignments? Maybe he pays someone to do it for him.

  I stood up. "I'm going to sleep now."

 Draco looked up from his book. "Wait. I want to ask you something."

 "Yes, I'm waiting." I yawned.

  Draco looked at me for a moment. Then his mouth slowly melted into a charming smile.

 "Will you teach me how to dance?"

  I need an aspirin.

Thanks for reading! Yeah, I'm so happy my story is finally moving! Oh and chapter eight just gets better! Watch for the fireworks! See you! ^_^