A/n: Hi everyone! Here's chapter five! Sorry for making you wait! Anyway, I'm trying to do this fic as fast as I can, because I'm going to do a sequel, which is really great when I picture it in my mind! It would mean a lot to me if you send suggestions in your reviews!!! Please continue reading!

Chapter 5: Undivided Attention

Draco was extremely irritated that Hermione Granger was close to his sister. He always saw them laughing together, talking animatedly during breaks and even spending time in her office. He wondered what Hermione Granger was up to in befriending his sister. It was really weird; they act as if they were sisters. Draco was determined to put a stop to this catastrophe if it was the last thing he does. A Malfoy never make friends with filthy, sniveling mudbloods. Then again, his sister never approved of the Malfoy way.

"Why do you spend time with that Granger?" Draco demanded his sister.

"I told you for the last time Draco, she's taking remedial classes with me." Professor Vivien replied.

"HA! You can't fool me! Granger's top of the year, why'd she need remedial classes?"

"Because she told me that she needs them." Professor Vivien patiently answered. "Her reflexes are too slow and her mind is not focused." Which was perfectly true.

"You do know that the last thing I need from you are lies, right?" Malfoy edgily retorted.

"I'm not lying to you, Draco. But if you want to believe that I am, knock yourself out." Then she turned around and left the room without saying another word.


"What do you plan in doing with the Halloween ball, Hermione?" asked the tall Ravenclaw Headboy.

"I don't know yet, Sean. I have two ideas; a costume party and a Victorian Masquerade Ball. I find both very exciting." Hermione replied.

"Why don't we go with both? A Victorian Masquerade costume party. Everyone should be wearing costumes with masks."

"Wow, that's a great idea! Do you think we can extend the age limit to second years? So the little ones could have fun, you know?"

"Hmm, maybe third years. McGonagall will go berserk with second years out of bed in midnight, and it'll be so unfair to first years since they're the only ones not attending." Sean reasonably explained.

"I guess you're right. Again. How do you manage to always outsmart me?" Hermione remarked sarcastically.

"It's the badge, I tell you." He pointed at his Headboy badge. "It makes wonders you know."

Hermione laughed at Sean's comment and patted him on the back.

"I must admit that you are a great Headboy." Hermione said seriously.

"Really?" Sean inquired with a smirk on his face.

"Nah, not really." Hermione chortled and dodged Sean's jinx. "We must brief the prefects of the plan so that there will be no hindrance in decorating. Of course we must start early, there are only three days left before Halloween."

"On it, ma'am."

"…so, in conclusion, you have to wear the mask until before midnight." Hermione recited at top speed.

"Why didn't you just tell us that instead of your long monologue?" Draco Malfoy interjected.

"Well, wouldn't you rather say 'stick that up your nose' instead of 'stick', Malfoy? Of course I wanted you to fully understand it" Hermione cheekily replied. "Really Malfoy, how daft can you get?"

"I believe it does not exceed the stupidity of having to take remedial classes in Defense against the Dark Arts." Malfoy smirked as he watched Hermione turn tomato red.

"Good for you then, you're not as daft as I thought you were." Hermione retorted.

'How'd she slither out of that one?' Draco furiously thought as Hermione continued to talk about the Halloween preparations they were going to make.

"…of course the Great Hall would be perfect with this kind of occasion." Hermione continued. "But I think it'd be much of a giveaway when they dine in it before the ball."

"Then why don't we put concealment charms on them, so they won't notice?" Sean suggested eagerly.

"Brilliant, Sean." Hermione complimented.

"I am the Headboy, am I not? I was born with brilliance." Sean muttered, with his nose up in the air.

"More like bigheaded boy." Draco whispered to his self.


After the prefect's meeting, Hermione proceeded to Gryffindor tower and told Ron and Harry and Ginny about the Halloween Masquerade Costume party.

"It's going to be so fun with all of us wearing masks that hides our identities and when the clock strikes midnight, we'll all take them off." Hermione narrated vivaciously.

"I think it's going to be an opportunity to meet someone new, well for the lower years that is. They can't tell who they're dancing with and when it's midnight you'll find out that they're the most unlikely person you could've ever danced with." Ginny gazed dreamily into the night.

"Well, as if that would make sense. Why would you dance with someone you don't know?" Ron butted in.

"Just because you don't understand what 'emotions' are, don't go into a conclusion that everyone doesn't." Hermione snapped irritably at Ron.

"Just because you're so clever, doesn't mean everyone isn't." Ron mocked Hermione's annoyed voice.

"Once again Ron, you've shown the tolerance level of a baboon's backside." Harry remarked amusingly as Hermione came trudging in to strangle Ron.