Recap: Hermione stared at the woman. It seemed like a very Dumbledore-esque thing, what she had just said.

She was pulled out of the shop, though, by Ginny and Luna. They had already paid for their purchases.

She looked back at where the woman had been as she left the store with her two friends.

But she was gone.

Hermione sighed. They were in the Head's Dormitory, and in a few minutes, she would have to play a guessing game that undoubtedly lead to her revealing her silly crush on Draco Malfoy.

The door to Draco's rooms opened, and out came the object of her obsession: Draco Malfoy.

He raised an eyebrow at her friends, who were ahead of her. "Slumberparty" She said, making a face.

He nodded, then smirked. "Have fun, Granger"

She glared at him, not noticing that Luna and Ginny had stopped to watch the exchange.

"You know what, Malfoy?" She asked a sickly sweet voice. "How about you join us?"

They all stared at her.

She dropped the voice. "If I have to endure this, then so do you!"

"Why?" He asked. "They're you're friends" He pointed out.

"Because there is no way in hell that I am being Ginny's only victim" She said, glaring at him.

"Errr…" Ginny said.

Hermione turned to her, coloring slightly. "How about," She began, trying to ignore their surprise at her decent conversation with her rival. "instead of a guessing game, Truth or Dare?"

Ignoring Draco's noise of protest, she continued. "How about Harry and Neville play as well?"

"Granger" Draco interrupted, "If you want me to spend more than twenty minutes in the same room as Potty, then you may as well give up now"

She rolled her eyes at him. "Exactly how mature is that nickname? Comparing the savior of the world to a toilet? How old are you, five?"

He opened his mouth to retort, then thought it over again. He threw his hands up in the air in a gesture of defeat. "Fine, whatever. But if someone dies, I cannot be held accountable" he added.

"I'll get Neville" Luna said dreamily, drifting out the door.

"I'll get Harry" Ginny said, a wicked gleam in her eyes. She seemed to have gotten over her surprise.

She was starting to regret this.

Draco entered her room, lounging against the wall. "Remind me again why I'm doing this?" He asked.

"Because" She said, glaring at him "This is your fault!"

He stared at her, nonplussed.

"You sent that stupid note, and now she won't let up about who I'm going to the ball with!" She said, annoyed.

"And why don't you just tell her?" He asked, as if it were an obvious answer.

"Because" She said, wearily, as if she was talking to a three-year old. "Ginny will then think that we are dating, the whole of Griffindor will hate me for being friends with a Slytherin, and Slytherin will hate you for being friends with a Griffindor"

He blinked. "Point taken"

Just then, Ginny and Luna entered, towing Neville and Harry behind them.

"Uh, Ginny?" Harry asked hesitantly. "What exactly am I doing here?"

Hermione stifled a giggle as Ginny explained. "Well, Hermione won't tell us who her boyfriend is—"

"He's not my boyfriend!" Hermione said, blushing. "He's just a friend!". She was very aware that he was in the room.

Ginny waved a hand. "So you say" She turned to Harry again. "So we decided to play a guessing game to force it out of her. Then she ran into Malfoy, and invited him to play Truth or Dare with you two as well, so all the attention wouldn't be on her."

Harry blinked. "Uh, alright. But why isn't Ron here?"

Hermione stopped giggling, and Draco spoke up for the first time since Harry entered the room. "Weasely is an idiot that never knows when to give up." He had a surprising venom in his voice.

Harry was about to open his mouth to argue, before he noticed that Hermione was nodding her head along with him. He stared at her in disbelief.

"Ron forgot to tell me that there was a ball, and offered to be my date since I didn't have one". The sarcasm in her voice was clear.

"Sorry, Hermione" Harry said "Ron can be a real idiot. Soon he'll pull his head out of his arse and apologize"

Draco opened his mouth to ask how many years he's had it stuck there, but Hermione silenced him with a single look.

Harry looked at her. "Hermione," He asked, "Could I talk to you for a moment?"

Hermione sighed. She knew this was coming. He followed her back into the dormitory; by then, everyone else was in Hermione's bedroom, waiting for the game to start. Or end, in some cases.

"Why're you being so nice to him?" Harry asked in a low voice.

"Harry, it wouldn't be logical to live in close quarters for a year while hating each other" She said, shrugging as she prepared her response. "He's civil to me, and I'm civil to him"

Harry looked at her suspiciously. "Okay" he said slowly, then let his shoulders slump. "I'm just worried about you"

Hermione frowned. She hadn't seen Harry in so long. She hugged him. "I haven't seen you for so long"

Harry smiled. "It's not my fault you never visit us" He teased, and she smiled.

"I'm sorry" She said sincerely. If, a year ago, someone told her that she was going to be forgetting about everyone else in favor of Draco Malfoy, she would have laughed.

"Okay!" Said Ginny, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Let's start!"