A/N: Heh… So this took longer than expected… BUT in my defense I've been super busy with assignments, writing the next chapter for Lemon Soap….. And maybe I was procrastinating a bit… OKAY A LOT!

THANK YOU once again to EVERYONE that did review, even if you did it anonymously. Anonymous reviews only piss my off because I can't reply to them :P But I still love them!

Okay, before I start:

'Victoria' – Thanks for the review, I will definitely try to make the chapters longer! I know they've been lacking :P

'Dee' – HAHAHA! I LOVE HIMYM! Barney Stinson is THA BEST! He's gay in real life, HOW COOL XD And I'm glad you like the Hermione/Draco/Luna thing ;) It was fun to write!

ANYWAY! I can't be bothered with a disclaimer right now, because they bum me out, so ON TO THE STORY :D

Chapter 6:

Pansy and I had tied Ginny and Luna to chairs, while Nate and Cari watched with delight. Checking on the ropes one more time, Pansy unfroze the two, who immediately started yammering on.

"LET US GO RIGHT NOW!" Ginny screamed, her red hair flying everywhere as she tried to loosen the ropes.

"WAIT TILL MY FATHER HEARS ABOUT THIS!" Luna screamed, spitting Ginny's hair out of her mouth.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms across my chest. "Oh, shut it. Your dad loves us, so don't try that crap with me."

Luna growled and joined Ginny in thrashing about wildly. It was funny for about 20 seconds, watching them flop about like fishes out of water and continually spit each other's hair out of their faces, but then it just got annoying, and kind of sad.

"Okay, okay, you can calm down now!" Pansy screamed over the grunts and curses of the two tied up girls. Surprisingly, they stopped, breathing heavily and still glaring at the two of us. "Good. Now, Hermione, I'll levitate them to your room, and then we can get started."

Nate and Cari had already skipped up to my room, and were already sitting on the bed by the time Pansy and I got there, with Luna and Ginny, still tied, following.

Pansy and I had already agreed that I would pick out outfits, while Pansy set up the hair and makeup supplies. Cari would be helping me, while Nate sat back and watched.

I dragged Luna and Ginny into my wardrobe, setting them so their backs were facing the mirror, and they were able to look at all the clothes. Pansy had enlarged my vanity table and was currently placing all the makeup and hair equipment that she and I owned.

"Okaaaaaaay dahlings, are you ready to try on some lovvverlay clothes?" I said, mimicking the way Madam Malkin from Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions spoke.

"No." Came the joint reply of Ginny and Luna, both of whom were still glaring daggers at me.

"Well too bad. Cari and I are going to have some fun making you look gorgeous." I said, turning away from them and going straight to what was known as my 'Costume Closet'.

The 'Costume Closet' was where I kept all my Halloween costumes. Halloween for wizards and witches is very different than Halloween for muggles. Everyone still got dressed up in ridiculous costumes, but instead of going around to random people's houses - begging for sweets – there were parties. For those that away from a big city or town, they threw their own parties, but most attended the huge one in wizarding London. No parents where allowed, and neither was anyone under the age of 13. The parties could get pretty wild.

Back to the actual point, I opened up my 'Costume Closet' and immediately all the clothes I fought so hard to contain in there, sprung out, almost knocking me over. I could hear Ginny and Luna laughing at me, but paid no attention to it as I quickly righted myself.

"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you. I could dress you up in a chicken suit if I really wanted to." I threatened as I dug through all the outfits.

"No you wouldn't. You're not that evil." Luna said matter-of-factly, twisting her face up into that horrid smirk again.

I raised an eyebrow and straightened up so that I was facing her, and placed my hands on my hips. "Oh really? You brought this on yourself, Luna." I bent down one again and picked up a very old chicken suit. It was complete with the open beak for the persons head to fit in, the red feet, and the oh-so-lovely bright yellow feathers.

Luna paled considerably. She actually turned see through, that's how pale she was. "Oh, please no! I was joking! Don't do this!" she screamed, thrashing around so wildly that the chair she was tied to toppled over, but that didn't stop her. She kept struggling, and managed to roll right onto her front, where she got stuck. Her screamed where muffled by the floor, as she had face-planted.

Ginny and I were in hysterics. We were laughing so hard that tears were streaming down our face. Ginny was being held up only by the ropes above her elbows and waist, whereas I was in a shaking pile on the floor. Pansy hadn't been paying attention to what was going on until she heard Luna drop, and had successfully knocked all the makeup off the table with the force of her guffaws. It took at least ten minutes for us to calm down enough to start breathing normally. Cari was still attempting to find the 'cutesiest', as she puts it, outfits.

"Okay, okay, I won't put you in the chicken suit!" I said, pushing myself off the ground and lifting Luna up back next to Ginny.

"Th-thank you…" Luna breathed out, considerably shaken up by the chicken suit, and being attacked by the floor.

"You know, the original Lovegood would probably be shitting herself to get into that chicken suit." Pansy said, going back to picking up the makeup.

"Yeah, well I'm not the original Luna. I'm Draco fucking Malfoy." She growled. I rolled my eyes for what must've been the billionth time today.

"We're back onto that?" I asked exasperatedly. "Jeez, I thought we decided that you were okay with being a chick, because you have boobs."

"I was the one okay with that. I think Luna is still pretty pissed." Ginny said with a giggle, sticking her tongue out at her.

Before I could open my mouth to say something witty and amusing, Cari jumped up and shoved something soft into my face. Well, she attempted to.

"LOOK! It's so pretty! This is for Ginny!" she squealed, even more excited than she gets at Christmas.

I held what Cari threw at me at arm's length to inspect it. It was an emerald green knee-length dress. It had thin straps that criss-crossed at the back. Around the waist was a thick black belt that accentuated her curves. It was gorgeous, and definitely not something that belonged in my 'Costume Closet'.

"Hey Cari, this is beautiful! Where'd you find it?" I asked the small girl, who was beaming at the praise.

"Um, over there, where all the other dresses are." She said with a small shrug, pointing to the large area where I kept all my dresses. Stunning dresses wasn't really what I had in mind, but if Cari likes it, I like it.

"Okay, well this is perfect for Gin. Do you want to find me a pretty dress for Luna?"

Cari's eyes lit up instantly and she nodded furiously, dashing over to the dresses. I grinned at her eagerness, shaking my head a bit before turning to show Ginny what she would be wearing.

"Do you like it?" I asked holding it up for her to see. Peeking around the green fabric, I looked at her expression. It was a mixture of approval, and nervousness. When she noticed me looking she blushed instantly and looked everywhere but my eyes.

"You don't like it." It came out as more of a statement than a question, and I could hear the disappointment in my voice. It was perfect.

"No, that's not it…" Ginny started to say. I raised an eyebrow and gestured for her to continue. With a shaky sigh she kept going. "Will you call me a cross-dresser if I say I'm actually looking forward to putting it on?"

I was NOT expecting that.

I could hear Luna snickering next to her, but I paid no attention to her. This prank had turned from something that she hated into something she was enjoying? Wow.

I collected myself before I answered. "No, because firstly, this dress is awesome and will look great on you, and secondly, technically, you won't be cross-dressing."

Ginny seemed to think about this for awhile before looking me on the eyes with a big smile on her face. "In that case, get me into that thing right now!"

I had to hold back my laughter, but Luna did no such thing.

"The last time… I heard.. You say that… You were talking…. About… A girl!" she gasped out between giggles.

"Luna Lovegood! Don't be such a pig!" I scolded, walking up to Ginny to remove the ropes. When they fell away she stretched before hopping up and holding her arms out for the dress.

"Go dress over there." I said, pointing to a small change room in the corner that I had installed for moments just like this. I handed her the dress and she skipped over to room, looking happier than a kid in a candy store.

"Now for you." I said turning back to Luna. I smiled evilly at her and her eyes immediately widened.

"Please not the chicken suit." She whispered. She was acting so dramatic, you would think that I was planning on torturing her, which to her, this probably was.

"Get over the bloody chicken suit." I said, this time suppressing the eye roll. "Cari, how's it going?"

Cari ran out, two separate outfits in her arms. "I couldn't pick…" she said, handing me the first one.

It was a scarlet halter neck dress that reached the floor. It would flow around her like water, and I could tell that with Luna's pale hair and complexion, it would look great.

"Very pretty. Very, very pretty. What do you think?" I held the dress up in front of Luna and her eyes quickly scanned it. She shrugged and gave no other response. I frowned and handed it back to Cari, who handed me the second dress.

This one was a light violet-purple color. This one seemed to blend in with her a bit more, being as light as it was. It went down just below her knees and had a v-neck that would show off a not-too-questionable amount of cleavage.

"Okay then, what about this?" I showed her this one and she didn't waste any time in shaking her head.

"No. It's nice, but the other one's nicer, and will look better on me." She said firmly. I gaped like a goldfish. She realized her error immediately. "I mean, uh, I don't care."

"Uh-huh. Well the red one it is." I said cheerfully, choosing to ignore Luna's shifty eyes. She seemed to relax a bit that I didn't dwell on that. "You can go put this on when- Oh look, here she is."

Ginny flounced out of the change room and did a quick twirl, before stopping in front of us and clasping her hands behind her. Like I thought, the dress looked ah-maz-ing on her.

"Ni-ice!" I sung, and Luna merely nodded her approval.

"Being a girl is so much fun!" Ginny squealed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Luna snorted and I grinned.

"I know right! Here, put these shoes on." I said, jogging over to the shoe closet and picking out a pair of black 3 inch heels. Hey, she had only just become a girl, got to start small. I gave them to Ginny, who slipped them on and wobbled herself over to Pansy, who was sitting patiently at her little work station, all the 'tools' set up.

I turned back to Luna, who was eyeing me warily. "Okay Luna. Get in this fantastic dress." I said, picking up the scarlet number and untying Luna. Just before I undid the last knot, I stopped abruptly.

"What, what is it?" Luna snapped, struggling against the last rope. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"You MUST NOT run away Luna Lovegood, or else I will keep you in this outfit until you change back into Draco Malfoy, and take pictures, and show ALL your friends! Understand?" I threatened, and her struggling stopped quickly as she nodded so furiously that I thought her neck would break.

"Y-yes…."

"GOOD!" I exclaimed, undoing the knot and thrusting the dress at her. I pointed at the change room that Ginny had just exited, and she quickly ran in there.

While I waited for her I picked out a pair of red velvet flats that the dress would hide, then walked over and attempted to stuff all of costumes back into my closet. When I turned back around, Luna had stepped out of the change room, and was slipping her feet into the flats by the door.

"So….? Do you like it?" she asked, turning to me. It may have been my imagination, but I was almost positive she was nervous as she flattened the front of the dress down.

"Yeah! You look hot as!" I answered, bouncing over to her and grabbing her elbow. "Now, for the makeup and hair!" I dragged her over to Pansy and Ginny. Ginny's makeup had already been done, and Pansy was doing her hair, differentiating between using her wand and doing it the muggle way.

"Merlin, Pans! That makeup looks great!" I praised, examining Ginny's makeup.

It wasn't very much, and only served to enhance her features. Some light eyeliner a bit of blush here and there. The thing at really caught you're eye though was her lips. They were a pastel pink color, and seemed to shine.

"Okay, almost there… Just one more second… And… DONE!" Pansy cried, jumping back from Ginny's hair. It looked amazing, in a messy, yet very elegant bun, with her fringe left out to frame her face. All in all, the girl looked dazzling.

She hopped out of the chair she had been sitting in and ran so close to the mirror that her nose was almost touching it. She drank in her makeup, before stepping back to see her hair. After a few minutes of careful examination, she made a high-pitched, squeaky sort of squeal and rushed to hug us both.

"I look so good! Thank you!" she said, pulling back smiling at us both.

Pansy and I both shrugged nonchalantly. "All in a day's work." I said with a lazy grin.

Ginny rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the couches. "Yeah, yeah. Let's sit. I believe we have some things to talk about."

I groaned and we both sat in a silver couch. It looked extremely uncomfortable, but it was charmed to be as comfy as a cloud. We sat in silent for a few moments and I watched Pansy fuss over Luna, who was now sitting in the chair. I could feel Ginny staring at me, but refused to look at her.

"So…."

"So…."

She looked pissed by my answer. Well what did she expect? If she wanted me to talk, she should've asked an actual question! "For Merlin's sake, 'Mione! What's going on between you and Drake?" she snapped.

I kept my expression as stoic as possible. "Nothing, why do you ask?"

A low growl of exasperation rumbled through her, and she raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Nothing? Well, I was just thinking that maybe there was a possibility that you like him, seeing as he can't keep his bloody hands off you, and you always seem to be fine with him feeling you up for no bloody reason! Not to mention the fact that I heard you and Pansy talking about Draco in your room yesterday." She said this last sentence with a smug grin.

I stared at the girl like she'd grown a second head. Was I that obvious? Well, this was Blaise after all, and he knew every last thing about me, so I really shouldn't be all that shocked that he picked up on my reactions to Malfoy. The only thing I was slightly pissed about was the fact that he had listened in to a very private conversation between me and Pansy.

"You eavesdropped on us?" I hissed, glaring at the girl.

"Not exactly, I was walking out of my room when I heard you talking about it. I didn't hear that much, only enough to know that you are in serious danger of falling hard and fast for Draco Malfoy. Well, if you haven't already fell." She said, giving me a curious look, tilting her head.

I sighed; I really didn't know what to say to her. Should I lie? Should I tell the truth about how I haven't been able to stop thinking of the damned ferret and was probably falling for him as we speak? He was my best friend though, and in a girl's body or not, I knew I could trust him.

"I think that I'm in the process of falling, and I don't like it, because I'm pretty sure that he won't catch me…." I whispered dismally, resting my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands.

I felt Ginny place a hand under my chin, tilting it up so that I was forced to look at her. "That's where you're completely wrong, Mia. I'm pretty sure he –" she was cut off by Pansy squealing "HERMIONE!" I frowned but stood up anyway.

"We will finish this later." She told me, jumping up and joining me to see what had gotten Pansy so flustered.

Reaching her, we realized she had a reason to be jumping, squealing, and happy-dancing; but it still wasn't good enough to interrupt Ginny when she's telling me something that could change my life completely. Well, maybe not life, but definitely summer.

Luna looked completely different. Good different, not bad different. Her makeup was quite heavy, with smoky eyes that made her look mysterious, dark blush, and lips so red that they matched her dress. Her hair was tied up and draped over her shoulder in a loose, messy ponytail. It had been curled to the point where it was close to ringlets, and a few curls fell out to frame her face perfectly. I could feel my jaw drop.

"What? What happened? Did she shave all my hair off?" Luna panicked at seeing my expression and raced to the mirror, only to come to an abrupt halt, making her dress swish around her. "I… She… Loony…" was all she managed to get out.

Ginny chuckled and walked up behind the dumbfounded girl, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Shocked, huh?"

Luna raised an eyebrow, a very 'Draco Malfoy' like expression on her face. "You know, if Lovegood dressed like this all the time, people would stop questioning her sanity and start wondering what's under these clothes."

"Stop referring to yourself in the third person!" Pansy scolded, starting to pack up the makeup equipment.

"Yeah, and besides, I think Neville already wonders what's under those robes." I contributed, immediately covering my mouth. "Oh shit, wasn't supposed to let that slip."

Both Ginny and Luna span around. "SCHLONGBOTTOM has a thing for LOONY?" Luna screeched, mouth gaping like a goldfishes.

"I didn't say that. I implied that he fantasizes about her! Shit, shit, SHIT!" I was on the verge of a panic attack. Malfoy would, no doubt, tease Neville about this.

"It's one and the same honey." Ginny answered. "I just can't believe that he would want to tap her! I mean, I guess it makes sense, they're both socially awkward. Well, not really Lovegood, she's mostly crazy, and a tad delusional."

"Oh shut up and pretend I never said anything. Or else." I murmured dangerously.

Luna snorted. "Or else what?"

"Or else I'll chop your dicks off as soon as you get them back." I said in a completely calm and collected voice, as if removing that part of the male anatomy was something I did every day.

Nothing else was said on the subject.

"So, now that you've had your way with us, what are we going to do?" Ginny said, successfully changing the subject.

"Well…. It seems that Cari and Nate have left, which is a shame because I was really looking forward to Nate's reaction. How about we use that muggle device that 'Mione got in America? The one that takes pictures that don't move?" Pansy suggested.

"Great idea! Come on, I'll go get it." I said, bouncing out to get the camera, with two enthusiastic and one painfully sour girls following.

"Okay, here it is!" I held the little red camera in the air and waved it around. "Here, to use it you turn it on here, and then to take a picture you press this button, and then to check out your photo, you press this one, with the little arrow. Got it?" I explained, telling them the basics of a muggle camera.

They all said yes, even though some were a little confused, and we got onto the photos. I quickly snapped a picture of the three of them. They looked like a motley crew standing together. I took a few more of them, successfully confusing them with the quiet clicks, before Pansy snatched off me and clicked it at me.

"Hey, don't waste the memory on MY ugly face! Waste it on them!" I protested, covering the lens with my hands.

We spent what felt like minutes, but what must've been hours, taking ridiculous pictures. I got one of Pansy and Luna arguing, Pansy and Luna ripping at each other's hair, Ginny trying to break up Pansy and Luna, the floor as I dropped the camera to help Ginny. Pansy even got one of Luna trying to grope me, which I made her delete.

Our fun and games where interrupted however when Peppy came to inform us that Marie and Chris wanted us down to have lunch. We skipped down to the dining room, laughing gaily and looking like a typical group of friends.

"Well, well, well. You got them to agree to that makeover, I'm guessing?" Chris said. We didn't even notice we had made it to the dining room.

"Ha! More like hexed them and tied them up!" Pansy snorted, and we all took our seats and dug in to our plates full of delicious food.

"So how did the 'business' you had to do go?" I asked around a mouthful of salad.

Marie shrugged and took another bite of her meal. "Fine, as always. I suppose you had fun. I must say, I'm very impressed with what you did; they look amazing."

Pansy and I mumbled our thanks. The rest of the lunch was filled with idle chat, such as "So what shade of lipstick has Luna got on? It's absolutely divine!" or "Blaise… Ginny… Whoever you are, you better not decide you like to dress like a girl when you change back to a boy."

At one point, Marie, Pansy and I got into a very heated discussion about what Georgette Hobbs, the current 'It' girl of the wizarding world, was wearing on her dinner with 'friend' (or so she claims) Benjamin Pibble. Chris and the other 'girls' had been arguing about Chudley Cannons upcoming came against Puddlemere United; a game which I found completely pointless, considering that Puddlemere United had lost all their previous games, whereas Chudley Cannons were undefeated so far.

"'Mione, Luna, Ginny, do you guys want to go for a swim?" Pansy asked after Marie and Chris had left the table.

"Sure, but won't our makeup get ruined?" Ginny asked, pointing between her and Luna.

"If you care so much, I can reapply it after we get out. Now come on, me and Mia will get you swimsuits." Pansy answered.

We all walked back up to my room, and I got straight into picking something out for the girls. I decided on simple black bikinis for both of them.

"Here, put these on while I change into this." I said, holding up my pale pink bikini, noting that Pansy had already gone to change in my bathroom.

They both took the bikinis, staring at them like they might explode and second, before going back into Blaises room to get changed. I changed quickly, just getting the top on before Pansy walked out in her light green swimsuit. We waited for the others to come out, but after 15 minutes, we realized they might need a bit of help. We knocked on the door, and we heard a lot of shuffling and a 'THUMP' before Luna yanked the door open, a very satisfied smile on her face.

"Uh… Are you guys okay?" I asked hesitantly, looking over her shoulder and just making out ginger hair whipping around repeatedly and Ginny thrashing around on one of the two beds in the room.

Luna glanced back at Ginny. "She can't get this," she flicked the strap of her bikini, "To click into place at the back." She said with a shrug, moving back into the room and helping Ginny off the bed before turning around and doing the clasp up for her.

"Thanks." She mumbled, blushing to the roots of her hair, before scurrying out the door with a towel. Luna followed with her own towel, and me and Pansy trailed after her.

"Got the camera?" Pansy whispered. I nodded and showed me the corner of it from under my towel. "Good. I charmed it to be waterproof."

"Now all we've got to do is actually keep them in the pool until midnight." I whispered back and Pansy grinned.

"Too easy."

Turns out Pansy was right. We had been in the pool for close to six hours and it was now 11pm. At 7:30, Peppy brought us out peanut butter sandwiches, and stressed in his over-protective house-elfish way that we mustn't go back in for another half an hour after eating them, meaning by the time we got in again and decided to play 'Marco Polo' for the third time, it was quarter past eight.

We spent at least an hour chatting about aimless things. We even had a conversation on whether ferrets or weasels were cuter, and I had to begrudgingly agree with Luna that ferrets were the better animal, as weasels had always freaked me out for some reason. We were on the topic of why the sky was black at night when it struck midnight.

"Black is just an awesome color. It is better than every other color, even though it itself technically isn't a color. Plus, I don't think I would be able to sleep if the sky was hot pink." Luna said and we all laughed.

"That's true, I guess. Hey, what the hell is happening to your face?" Ginny said, staring at Luna with wide-eyes, while Luna did the same.

"What about my face? Your face is bubbling and changing like crazy! Oh shit, were changing back into boys! WE STILL HAVE BIKINI'S ON!" she screeched, though halfway through her voice cracked and turned much deeper.

I jumped out of the pool and ran towards my stuff, quickly picking up my camera and turning to face the girls which were now boys, save for Pansy.

"Oh no you don't! Give me that camera right now Hermione Jean Granger!" Blaise bellowed, jumping out of the pool, Malfoy hot on his heels.

I managed to get in at least seven photos of them standing, here in their tiny black bikinis, before I had to run so that they didn't catch me and delete the photos. Halfway around the pool, they were gaining on me, so I quickly chucked it to Pansy, who had just gotten out and was now standing with arms open to catch the flying camera. She managed to get it just before it hit the pool edge, and immediately started taking photos of Blaise and Ginny chasing me.

"Retreat!" she yelled, spinning on her heel and running back inside. I followed her and only just managed to get inside and slam the door shut before the boys crashed into it. I could hear a string of profanities and the sound of the door being slid open forcefully, but I paid no attention to it, instead I just focused on getting to my room in one piece.

When I got to my room, I locked it the muggle way and found Pansy copying the very last photo onto a paper with her wand. They came out as developed photos, and looked absolutely hilarious.

I burst out laughing, but tried to stifle it as I heard furious banging on my door. Pansy threw the camera at me and mouthed 'Delete them.' and hid the photos under my pillow. I went through the thirteen photos we had of bikini-clad Blaise and Draco, deleting each one. By the time I got rid of the last one, I thought my door was going to be knocked down.

"OKAY CALM DOWN!" I shouted to them from the other side of the door. "I deleted them, and if you stop attempting to break the door, then I will prove it to you!"

The knocking stopped, so I hesitantly opened the door – only to be pinned to the wall a second later by two strong arms.

"Where is the camera?" Draco – Malfoy – asked, staring right into my eyes. His own grey ones seemed to be swirling like the ocean during a thunderstorm. I quickly handed him the camera and he let go of me so that he could look through the photos.

A minute or so of silence except for the beeps of my camera went past, and was followed by Malfoys sigh of content as he realized that we had in fact deleted them.

"It's all good dude, they're all gone." He said, turning to Blaise with a reassuring smile.

"See, I told you. Now, not that I'm not enjoying the view or anything, but you guys should probably change. Bikinis only work on girls." I said, winking at them. Blaise let out an extremely girly squeak, before disappearing into his room.

"You're free to see me like this anytime Hermione. Hopefully we'll both be naked next time." Draco – DAMN IT! MALFOY! – said, waggling his eyebrows before he to slipped into Blaises room.

I stood in the same spot that I had been pinned a few moments ago blushing, until Pansy's giggles snapped me out of my trance.

"Oh he so wants you! And you so want him!" she squealed, smirking her Slytherin smirk.

"PANSY! I don't want him!" I cried, embarrassed. She rolled her eyes at me.

"Yep, you keep telling yourself that, and maybe one day you'll believe it."

The sad thing was that that was exactly what I was doing.

"Whatever. Let's just get changed." I mumbled, avoiding all eye contact. She dropped the subject, which I was grateful for, and scooped up her pajamas, shuffling into the bathroom.

I walked into my wardrobe and decided on the shorts from the night before, as well as another 'shirt-napped' top from Blaise. This one was all Slytherin, and was dark green with the Slytherin crest in white on the front. It, like the Hogwarts sweater, stopped around mid-thigh.

Walking back out into my room, I noticed a much calmer Blaise and Draco – in MENS clothes – sitting on my miserably blue bedspread. My room must've decided to reflect my mood, because it all dark blue and grey.

"You right, Mia?" Blaise asked, concerned. He either picked up that I clearly wasn't from my room, or for my expression.

"I'm fine, just thinking." I replied, forcing a smile onto my face.

"Well Granger, this might cheer you up. Despite being completely evil, that little plan of yours was quite good." Malfoy said with a half-smile that made my heart beat slightly faster. I could feel my face heating up, and it was only a smile.

Damn my traitorous body!

"Uh… Thanks..." I muttered, sitting down next to Blaise, who was smirking at me knowingly.

Pansy returned from the bathroom and plopped down at the chair at my desk. "Are you guys pissed at us?" was the first thing she asked.

"Not really anymore, considering you're never going to tell anyone about this. Ever." Malfoy said, glaring at Pansy.

"Yeah, fine, whatever. Anyway, what are we doing now?" she said enthusiastically.

"Actually, Hermione and I need to talk, so why don't you and Drake amuse yourselves. Just don't kill each other." Blaise said, grabbing my hand and dragging me out of my room and into his before me, or anyone else, could protest.

"Hey, what gives Mr. Secretive?" I asked Blaise with my hands on my hips when he had shut the door.

"You know exactly what gives. We haven't finished our little chat from earlier." He said, flopping down on his bed and giving me a hard stare.

I sighed and sat down at the foot of the bed, crossing my legs. "Well?" I asked.

"If I'm correct, you had just finished telling me that you like Draco, but you're afraid that he doesn't like you back. Was I correct?" he said knowingly, and I blushed.

"Yeah, maybe, I guess…." I mumbled, picking at his dark green duvet.

"Is that why you looked like you were ready to burst into tears when you walked out of your wardrobe?"

I looked up at him then, he was looking concerned and curious. "Yeah…" when I didn't continue, he raised an eyebrow, gesturing for me to continue. "Well, Pansy said that I liked him, and I said I didn't, and she said that I was just trying to convince myself I didn't, when really, I did, and all I could think was how true that was."

Blaise was silent for a few moments, which were a few moments to long for me. I immediately got into one of my rants.

"I mean, we haven't been able to stand each other since we were toddlers, yet suddenly I'm having these dreams about him, and fantasizing about him, and loving it when he looks at me, and loving it when he touches me, and loving it when he smiles, and loving it when he laughs, and loving it when he blows his perfect shaggy pale blond hair out of his eyes, and this just isn't RIGHT, because he will NEVER feel the same! I'm not his type! I'm not tall and blonde with blue eyes and long legs and huge boobs! I'm short, with of average height, with only-just-tamable curly brown hair, boring brown eyes, and boobs the size of fucking apples! HE WOULD NEVER LIKE ME!" I screamed, tears stinging the back of my eyes, even though I willed them away.

That was everything. It was all out in the open, and I finally had to grow up and admit that I liked Draco Malfoy, and that he would never reciprocate my feelings.

I looked away from Blaise so that he wouldn't see the shattered expression on my face, but he crawled across the bed and pulled me into a tight hug.

"Okay, firstly, your boobs are like melons, NOT apples." This made me laugh slightly, but only slightly. "And secondly, what girl have you seen at Hogwarts that looks anything like, what did you call it, 'Draco's type'?"

I sniffled and mumbled "Astoria Greengrass."

I could feel Blaise laughing against me. "Astoria? Come one Mia, she's like, the number one slut in our school. Draco has not, and does not have any intentions of fucking her. He is one hundred percent not interested."

That little fact shocked me. By the way the girl draped herself on him; you would think that Draco would have shagged her, but apparently not. "Well, who cares if that specifically is his type? The point is I'm not."

Blaise pulled back and sighed, tugging my chin up as I refused to look at him. "See, this is what I wanted to say to you before. I think that he likes you. Not just 'I want to shag her and never talk to her again' likes you. No, this is the 'I want to have an actual relationship with this girl because she blows my fucking mind' likes you; and that is a side of Draco that I've never seen before."

Well that fact shocked me A LOT more. "You're lying." I whispered. There was still no way….

"Merlin, Hermione! I am not lying! Do you want to know what he said after he ran into you on the stairs? He said 'Holy shit man, I just molested Granger on the stairs, and it was the best 30 seconds of my life.' Do you want to know what he said after you gave us those drinks by the pool? He said 'I would marry that girl.' And I'm not even joking. He was serious. He fucking likes you Hermione Granger, and you are going to realize that, even if I have to shove it down your throat."

I sat there in silence, trying to take in the fact that maybe, just maybe, Draco Malfoy did like me. After long enough, I looked up at Blaise again with a shaky, yet genuine smile.

"What am I supposed to do? I'm still a Gryffindor, and he's still a Slytherin. I bet he doesn't even know I like him…"

"Well Ms. Granger, you can either a) Tell him, or b) Let nature get you together, with a bit of help from Pansy and myself." He finished with a wink and I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my lips.

"Well, I'm not feeling too high on Gryffindor courage right now, so I'm just going to let you do the dirty work, and let my mind rest for the night. I'm still coming to terms with the fact that your sexy best friend has a crush on me."

Oh Merlin. Did I just call Draco Blaises 'sexy best friend'?

"I think we all need a rest after today!" Blaise exclaimed, laughing. "So, good night 'Mione, I'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight Blaise." I said, and gave him a quick hug before climbing out of his bed and walking towards the door.

As I went to open it, Mr. 'Blaises sexy best friend' himself was standing there, his hand outstretched to open the door.

"I, uh, heard shouting…" he muttered awkwardly.

"You didn't hear any of what we were saying, did you?" I asked, paling at the thought of him finding out like this.

"No, no. So, uh, I guess you're going to bed for the night?"

I smiled a small smile. "Yeah, actually, I was going to tell you that me and Blaises 'chat' is over. So, um, goodnight… Draco." I liked saying his name to his face. It was something I hadn't done for years.

All of a sudden, I was overcome with the urge to kiss him, so before I could lose that so called 'Gryffindor courage', I stepped on my toes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before stepping around him and opening the door to my room. If I hadn't been listening and secretly watching as I closed the door, I would've missed him touch his cheek and whisper "Goodnigh Hermione…"

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Okay, as you can see, I'm kind of excited about that... BUT ANYWAY! I'm so sorry it took so long to get out, and now that something SHOCKING has happened, maybe I will have more inspiration :) In truth, this only took about 3 days to finish, I just spent 2 weeks being a fucktard and procrastinating.

WHATEVER! Hopefully I will get the new one out sooner, SORRY FOR ZEH WAIT! And, as always, REVIEWS MY LITTLE TACOS :D

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P.S. For anyone reading Lemon Soap, yeah, fucking sorry for the wait... Haven't had much time to write it... DON'T GIVE UPON IT! It'll be out soon!

P.S.S. Have I mentioned how much I love you all? Well I do.