A/N: okie dokie. I HATE THIS CHAPTER EVEN MORE THAN I HATED THE OTHER ONE. Sorry. Had to get that off my chest. When I asked those two questions, only two people answered. I am getting discouraged.. Not just discouraged, but very discouraged. Not just very discouraged, but exceedingly very discouraged. I am very sorry to say that if I do not get reviews, or answers to my questions.. I can and WILL discontinue this story. I'm sorry to be so mean, especially to the person who answered the question (who happens to be my best friend) and the people who reviewed.

My questions: how many more chapters should I do?

Question two: should I do a sequel? (that's a new question)

Question three: should I change my penname?

'Kay, thanks.

WARNING: A LITTLE BIT OF HERMIONE OOC&&SWEARING.

Chapter Nine: A DATE!

"You...you...what?" Draco spluttered.

"I want to get to know you more…so that maybe we can have a relationship," Hermione repeated nervously.

"Oh. That's what I thought I heard," Draco said.

"Well…what do you think?" Hermione asked him after a long silence.

"To be quite honest, I was 'gonna say almost the same thing after the meeting was finished. I just didn't have a chance," Draco said, as he moved closer to Hermione.

"Wow. honestly?" Hermione inquired.

"Yes, Hermione. So…what happens now?" Draco said, moving closer still.

"Umm. I'm not exactly sure. How about you and me go to Hogsmeade together?" Hermione suggested.

"But what about our friends?" Draco said, unsure of what to do.

"What about them?" Hermione said.

"Well…" Draco stammered.

"Don't want to be seen with a Mudblood?" Hermione teased.

"No- yes- no- I don't know! My friends would be shocked and I would never be called the sex god of Slytherin again!" Draco moaned.

"Will that be a problem if you're still getting some?" Hermione said, acting a little un-Hermione-like.

Draco didn't reply. He was too busy staring at Hermione, shocked.

"Did you ACTUALLY just say that!" He gulped.

"What do you think?" Hermione said softly.

"Okay then... When's the next trip into Hogsmeade, anyway?" Draco decided to forget that Hermione had ever said that.

"November 18th," Hermione gazed at Draco, trying to read his features. Draco kept his face blank.

"What about the one after that?"

"Valentine's Day," Hermione peeked at him again, but his face was still unreadable.

"Yeah, let's just stick with this one!" Draco practically shouted. No way was he going to Hogsmeade on Valentine's Day with…HERMIONE GRANGER. Blaise would be so surprised that he would probably kiss Crabbe, thinking it was some hot chick because he couldn't see or think straight.

"Well, I need to go to bed, Draco. I'll see you in the morning I guess," Hermione scurried away, thinking, did I just make a huge mistake? Little did she know, Draco was thinking the same thing.

-

The day of the Hogsmeade trip, Draco got up sleepily and got into the shower…with his boxers still on. "Shit!" he cried, jumping back out and soaking his dorm mate Todd's mutt. The dog growled and Draco basically threw the dog from the room.

"Whoa, animal brutality!" Blaise joked.

"Fuck off, Zabini," Draco snarled.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning!" Blaise said in a sing-song voice.

"Sometimes I'm sure that you're gay, Zabini," Draco muttered.

"You know it, Drake," Blaise said, walking over to him and pinching his cheek.

"Please tell me you're kidding. I was only joking!" Draco cringed.

"It's okay, D. I'm joking," Blaise said with a grin.

"Phew," Draco muttered under his breath.

"Let's go down to breakfast, Draco," Blaise looked at Draco impatiently, as if to say, 'HURRY UP!'

"Blaise. Honestly. You call me D, Malfoy, Drake, and Draco. Make up your mind and pick one already!"

"PMSing, Drake?"

"Uhh…Blaise…guys can't PMS," Draco said looking at him oddly.

"Wow, really? Then I guess a lot of girls probably think I'M a girl, if guys can't PMS."

"I don't even want to know," Draco said as he and Blaise left their dormitory (after Draco had dressed, of course. Sorry girls!)

-

Hermione entered the Great Hall, alone for once, on the morning of the Hogsmeade trip. She spotted Draco eating with Blaise. He looked up and caught her eye. She smiled feebly and continued walking to her table.

"I have an announcement. The Hogsmeade trip for today has been cancelled due to bad weather conditions," Professor McGonagall announced, omitting loud groans from the older students. Hermione looked outside, and sure enough. There was sleet and hail coming down fast.

A/N: Hi guys. Sorry to end the chapter that way. I kinda wanted to build up some suspense, lol. The next chapter will be up when.. hmm.. lets see.. sorry, gotta say when I get ten reviews. I apologize for the wait and for the short chapter. Please don't be angry. You know I love you.

Thanks to Hannah for beta-ing this chapter.