Ok next Chappie! I know that you guys want a plot twist but bear with me for one more chapter ok. I just have to have some things happen and then I will throw in a plot twist. Heck maybe I'll just start it at the end of this chappie! I'll also try to make the chappies a little longer lol, (I dunno if I can do that but I'll try!)

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Last time: Draco seeing this odd reaction quickly went on guard. What the hell is she up to now! His heart seemed to stop and race all at the same time, a feeling he was not at all accustomed to, and his self assured smirk faltered as Hermione slowly leaned forward closing off the dwindling distance between them...

Draco's mind went into overdrive. Crap this is backfiring big time. His hands fell to his sides and he fearfully took a step back though he did so reluctantly. No matter how much I want her which I don't of course, a lie, we can never be together she's a mudblood lower than the dirt under my shoes, another lie. When did I start thinking like this?

His thoughts distracted him momentarily and 'Mione took this to her full advantage, drawing closer and standing on tip toe to bring her lips up to his…

Oh shit! Draco was snapped out of his thoughts abruptly as Granger leaned in towards his…ear?

"I think the tables just turned Draco," she whispered in his ear, her breath caressing his skin, sending shivers up his spine. Then she was gone out the door and back into her room. She beat me... Draco thought sourly. Wait did she just call me Draco? Malfoy finally mumbled something about trying to figure women out before stumbling back to bed.

The next few weeks passed with 'Mione and Draco trying very hard to keep their contact with one another to a minimum. When they did have to interact with each other they fought like there was no tomorrow for the sake of normality or maybe it was to cover up the tension between them, but that wasn't an option either teenager was about to admit.

"God I'm so sick of Malfoy!" Hermione yelled as she Harry, Ron and Ginny sat down at the Gryffindor table to eat dinner.

"I don't know how you could've put up with him this long. I would've tried to wring his neck by now." Ginny stated glancing over at the Slytherin table to see Malfoy, as always, the center of attention.

"Well that self-absorbed prat and I have been making it a point to avoid one another if possible." 'Mione snarled as she picked up an apple. She had had a rough day, it was the seventh of October and on top of homework, Head duties and trying to keep Ron and Harry from failing (although Harry was so much better this year) she also had a Halloween ball to plan… with Malfoy. She had put it off as long as possible but now it was fast approaching and she had no idea what they were going to do. To top it all off she still, after a month, could not get Malfoy off her mind and her frustration with herself because of it was growing.

"Hey 'Mione could you come 'ere a sec?" Ginny who was now standing, asked.

"Yeah sure Gin." 'Mione answered sensing her read-headed friend did not want her to question further in front of Harry and Ron.

Quietly they walked out of the great hall and towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Okay 'Mione you went to a club this summer right?" Ginny blurted as soon as they were out of sight from the entrance to the great hall.

"Yeah with two of my muggle friends." 'Mione answered, not quite sure about where this conversation was going. She doesn't know about Draco and I does she? When did I start calling him Draco? Panic fluttered in her thoughts but she shut it out, it was to early to assume anything.

"Great, cus I'm going to this wizard's teen club tonight and…" Ginny started.

"Wait there are wizard clubs?" "Mione asked a bit puzzled. Why haven't I ever seen one?

"Yeah of course! What did you think we do for fun?" Ginny said laughing a bit, "Well anyway so I'm going tonight to meet someone and I was hoping you'd come with me!"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," 'Mione answered smiling at the prospect of dancing and meeting new people. New people as in not Malfoy, her feelings split at that thought part of her was sad at the prospect, the other was loving it. "So who's this someone you're meeting?"

Ginny only blushed, "Well you're gonna have to wait and see."

Malfoy sat at his house table bored out of his mind, Blaise sat next to him in an unusually good mood.

"So how are things going with the mudblood? Not that I really need to ask seeing as just about the whole school knows how much you hate her." Blaise laughed at his own remark.

"Huh? Yeah fine, I've really gotten under her skin this time." He plastered on a smirk as he spoke. Granger had just walked out of the hall with the female Weasley. Draco had fed Blaise some cock and bull story when he had caught them dancing together, about trying to trick the "mudblood" into falling for him, then dumping her to break her heart. Blaise hadn't questioned him any further but he was smart and Draco knew Blaise suspected more was going on between he and Granger.

Damn it seems like all my thoughts involve Granger lately .And it was true he had rarely had a thought that he hadn't somehow connected to Hermione and it was starting to get really, really annoying. He needed a distraction something else to think about, maybe even someone else to go on a date with.

"Hello Draco!" The sound of the deeper female voice addressing him inwardly made him shudder. Pansy.

Perfect. A mischievous glint lit up in Draco's eyes, Time to have some fun.

Hermione walked out of her room later that night in full club attire, low slung destroyed denim jeans with the rhinestones splashed across them playfully glinting in the light. As a top she wore a black tank with a quote from the song "Hotel California" by the Eagles, it read "Some dance to remember, some dance to forget." The sides of the tank were tied up in knots lifting it up a bit so that some of her tan stomach showed. She had placed a few rhinestones near her eyes and put on her smoky eyeshadow and eyeliner. Her straight red tipped hair was pulled up off her neck into a high ponytail, showing of a black and red choker adorning her throat.

"'Mione you look wonderful!" Ginny gushed.

"You look great too Gin!" 'Mione said as she took in Ginny's appearance. Her bubbly red-headed friend was wearing a black mini and a purple halter, making her green eyes stand out beautifully. It's simple but she still looks awesome.

"Ok I've got the portkey right here Ginny said grabbing 'Mione's hand and pulling out a ring she had on a chain around her neck. "Here we go!"

Suddenly the silence in the heads common room was torn apart by the sound of a guitar riff. Hermione blinked twice trying to rid her self of the unpleasant sensation using a portkey always seemed to cause. Her first coherent thought?

He's/She's here.

Draco's body tensed where he sat as he felt Hermione's sudden presence in the club. How the hell do I know these things anyway? She is definitely here in this club somewhere but I can't see her so how am I so sure?

"Draco is something wrong?" The blonde next to him's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh? No nothing's wrong…" He had originally brought Pansy here as his date but he had immediately grown tired of her. He constantly found himself comparing her to Granger. She's not as smart as Granger, not as beautiful, not as hard to get, not as good a kisser… He stopped himself there. He was trying to forget Hermione and so far he was failing miserably. So he had dumped Pansy and just started hanging out and in some cases making out with random girl's that used to meet his standards. But it was the same deal with all of them none of them were better than Granger and it was really pissing him off. Now she's here too, how perfect. He scowled at nothing in particular.

Looking around he noticed that Blaise who had opted to come with him to the club was no longer sitting at the other side of the table where he had been only seconds ago. Where the bloody hell did he go?

Hemione after reassuring herself that with so many people in the club she most definitely would not run into Draco, started looking around. There were floating orbs of light above the dance floor that changed color quickly or slowly depending on the beat, some just stayed white blinking on and off like strobe lights. It was amazing. The dance floor was huge, looking up 'Mione saw that there was another floor above them. "Ginny where are we?" 'Mione yelled over to her friend who seemed to be looking for someone.

"You know the noises people hear coming from the shrieking shack at night?" Ginny smiled devilishly.

"You're kidding! We're Under the shrieking shack!" 'Mione squealed in disbelief.

Ginny just nodded, then she seemed to find whoever she had been looking for, "I gotta go seeya at four 'Mione!" And just like that she was gone from view lost in the throng of dancing bodies.

Adrenaline laced 'Mione's blood as she made her way to the dance floor. God it feels good to be back in a club. Stepping onto the floor she listened to the transition for the bass of the new song. She dipped as the bass bottomed out then rose back to a normal tone. Immediately she felt hands on her waist. Maybe forgetting Malfoy won't be as hard as I thought.

But she had no such luck. Draco was constantly in her thoughts as she mentally tore down whomever she was dancing with at the time. None of them can dance the way Malfoy can. She sadly noted. She had gone through three dance partners now and was getting annoyed when quite suddenly someone new approached her. "Care to dance?"

"Whatever," Hermione answered but never stopped dancing, the beat had her now. Surprisingly this new guy was ALMOST as good a dancer as Malfoy. Having decided he was tolerable she didn't pull away like she had done to so many other unfortunate fellows.

Draco had caught sight of her now, it was almost as if his eyes were drawn to her. He was on the dance floor with a girl with electric blue streaks in her black hair, who he found to his detestation could not dance very well, when he saw her. He watched from the corner of his eye as Hermione went though guy after guy turning one after another away. He smiled it was nice to see she was having just as hard a time as he was trying to find someone to dance with.

Then as he waited to see the latest hopeful bloke sent away, the moment never came. She was actually dancing with him! An unfamiliar pang of jealousy hit him making his blood boil and his eyes narrowed. You are jealous over who mudblood Granger dances with. No I'm not. Another twinge of the new feeling hit him hard as he noted the possesive way this new guy had his hands on her waist. Yes you most definitely are. No I…but he gave up arguing with himself when he saw the sly smile on the bastards face. Ok so maybe I am a little jealous…but he would never ever let Granger see it. Then he watched as the idiot turned 'Mione around abruptly and leaned in and kissed her. He'd had enough.

Screw this. He pushed through the crowd muttering a quick spell to conceal his identity, by changing his outward appearance. Now he wouldn't have to worry about being recognized. Making his way up to the guy who had a very surprised Granger held in lip lock, he stopped right behind them...

What the frick does this guy think he's doing? 'Mione thought angrily. She tried to push him away but he caught her wrists holding them down as he covered her mouth with his. She wouldn't stand for this. She brought her knee up hard into a very sensitive area and smirked as she watched him crumple to the floor in pain. Behind him stood from the looks of it a very surprised… well to tell the truth she had no idea who it was, but there was something familiar in his silver eyes.

Note to self: never EVER piss Granger off. Malfoy thought cringing at the sight of the poor guy in front of him. He was rather disappointed however at not getting a go at the idiot that had kissed his g- what am I thinking. All of the emotions and thoughts in his head were throwing his mind into chaos. There she was, dancing as if absolutely nothing had happened. Walking up to her he placed his hands on her hips and started to move in time with the music.

For a split second when hands touched Hermione's waist she thought that bloody idiot had come back for more but as she felt the familiar touch of the person behind her and knew exactly who it was. She turned around suddenly to ask him what the hell he thought he was doing but stopped short when she saw a guy with dark brown hair behind her. That's not Mal… no wait it…it is!

"Malfoy?" She whispered, "What in the bloody hell are you doing?"

"…Er trying to avoid Pansy?" Draco answered lamely.

"mhmm by dancing with me?" 'Mione teased smiling sinisterly.

"Yeah that's the absolute last place she'd look for me." He laughed.

"Well I'd hate to blow your cover," 'Mione giggled as she imagined Pansy searching the club for Malfoy. Pathetic one she is.

Hermione started dancing again her movements inviting Malfoy to join her, he quickly obliged and all was right in the world again. Their moves started to become more complex but neither of them skipped a beat that is until a couple nearby caught Hermione's attention. She stopped and Malfoy stopped with her staring at her questioningly.

"Um Malfoy…" 'Mione began.

"Yeah Granger what's up? Why'd you stop dancing?" Malfoy asked curiously.

"I- I think that my best friend is uh… making out with your best friend." Hermione pointed into the crowd and saw Blaise swapping spit with a blonde.

"I thought Weaselette was a red head," Draco stated absently.

"Well she changed her appearance much like someone else I know. Believe me I know my best friend when I see her red hair or not." 'Mione said a bit miffed. Why didn't Ginny tell me about Blaise?

"Alright, alright I believe you, don't have to bite my head off. Now I suggest we start dancing or else they are going to notice us and we'll all have a lot of explaining to do." Draco said, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her back into the beat. Hermione let her mind slide back into the hypnotic melody and felt Malfoy move with her, his arms wrapped possessively around her waist, her hands around his neck. You'd almost think we were a couple. She closed her eyes, not wanting to remember that soon she would have to go back to Hogwart's and back to hating Malfoy.

"So which is it?" Malfoy whispered quietly in her ear.

"Which is what?" Granger answered never opening her eyes.

"Do you dance to remember or to forget?" He asked his chin tucked into the crook of her neck as he spoke.

"To forget," She stated simply.

Draco fell into his thoughts but when his eyes snagged on Blaise and Ginny once again he took to watching them. If he and Hermione ever somehow got past their differences and dated their relationship would be like Blaise's one of them would always have to be in hiding, so as to make sure they could live their lives normally. I'm not sure I could make that sacrifice.

As he watched Blaise and Weaselette dance Blaise looked up and in a flash Draco knew he had been recognized. Oh crap! We're in deep now.

He grabbed 'Mione's hand and quickly pulled her into the crowd finding a secluded corner out of Blaise's view. Hermione was staring at him completely lost.

"What just happened?" She asked watching Draco look warily over his shoulder, as though he were afraid Dumbledore would walk up to them any moment.

"Blaise he saw us and… he knew it was me" Malfoy said on high alert.

'Mione's breath caught in her chest, "Is he going to tell anyone?"

"No I don't think so, especially since we have… Leverage" Draco answered. His muscles visibly relaxed as he decided that Blaise wasn't going to follow them. And it was right about then that he realized just how close they were. Hermione's back was to the wall, her breathing was a bit heavy from dancing, she was utterly and amazingly beautiful, and she didn't even know it. It made him angry, in fact it made him absolutely furious. She deserved so much, and what did she get? Taunted and tortured by the likes of him for six years. I am really hating myself right now. Why am I thinking these things damn it! I'm supposed to hate her for god's sake. It's supposed to be easy just hating her, but it's damn near impossible now. How did I do it for so many years?

His mind was a snarl of thoughts and conflict, again.

Hemione had noticed the lack of space between them now too, and upon seeing Ginny so close by she decided to throw caution to the winds. "Draco I really should probably go… somewhere else." She turned to leave, scolding herself silently for forgetting that she was supposed to hate him.

Malfoy caught her wrist and pulled her back pinning her to the wall with his fist to his elbow on the wall, bordering her head. He was angry. Angry at himself for treating her so poorly as they grew up, angry that he was feeling anything other than hate for her, angry that she had so much control over his emotions, that she could play with him and tease him so easily, just angry at everything and one question just wouldn't stop annoying him.

"What the hell are you doing to me Granger? I never used to be like this. I didn't used to give a damn about any else except myself and then you come along and turn my world upside down…" His head was on her shoulder now, breathing in her candy sweet scent. He wanted to scream, to run away, to kiss her…

Without thinking, Hermione's arms wrapped around his waist in an effort to comfort him but as soon as he felt her touch he snapped back. Pulling away from the warmth he new her arms provided, a warmth he longed for so desperately, but knew that the way he was raised would not allow him to have.

Hermione was startled by this sudden rejection and a little hurt, the look in his eyes though made her nervous and edgy. He had the looks of a frightened animal, one that would bite if provoked. Gently, slowly she moved away. "Malfoy I think it would be best if I left now"

"Just go." He turned away. His appearance reverting to normal as he walked off into the crowd.

Hermione found Ginny a bit later, waiting for her. 'Mione pretended not to know anything about Gin and Blaise, feeling that right now was not the best moment to address that subject. Once they had portkeyed back into the heads common room they parted ways, neither willing to enlighten the other on their dance partners.

When Hermione came to her bedroom door she pushed it open slowly, pulled on her pj's and collapsed into bed, sleep claiming her instantly.

Draco sat up late into the night staring at the enchanted stars on his ceiling. He was sorting out… everything, he hoped.

The next morning 'Mione slept in happily 'til 10:30 am, it being a Saturday and all she had no where she needed to go. Around 11:30 she decided to go down to the great hall for lunch., only to be intercepted by Dumbledore himself.

"Ahh how conveinient, Ms. Granger I was hoping to talk to you about a visit to a teenager's night club with Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore had an unreadable look on his face.

Oh god no.

Ok guys here's this chappie. Liked it? Hated it? Ideas? Will take 'em all!

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