A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but I was hopeful about getting ten reviews, which didn't happen. Sorry to all the people that like this story, but 57 people read the last chapter and only 6 of you reviewed. I'll keep going, but just for mugglegirl07, aznchic2009, Mesaqt, P.E.E.V.S.Y., unwritt3n xx, Hotkat144, myself, and Draco n Hermione foreva.

Refresher of the last chapter:

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.

Chapter 10: Did we really just do that?

Hermione didn't sleep much that night. The question, 'Was it a sign?' kept going through her head. Did the bad weather mean she shouldn't go with Draco to Hogsmeade? Or was it just a coincidence? Her mother always told her to go with her gut, so she decided it was just a coincidence. 'Draco's a nice guy, he would never hurt me,' Hermione reassured herself, and with that comforting thought, drifted off to sleep.

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Draco dragged himself groggily down to the Great Hall the next morning, but what he saw at the next moment woke him up completely. Blaise was wearing a pink tutu! He walked up to Blaise and asked, "Mate, what's with the tutu?"

"I made a bet with Weaslette, alright?"

"Oh? And what was this oh-so-fascinating bet about?" Draco asked with a smirk.

"Shut up, Drake."

"Oh, that hurt, man. It hurt right there." Draco clutched his heart.

"Alright, alright! I'll tell you. She bet me that she could seduce a guy of my choice before I could seduce a girl of her choice."

"Who was the lucky lady?"

"I ain't tellin' you!"

"I tell you every-oh, I can't get away with that. I'm not going to beg you," Draco started to turn around, smiling to himself.

'Three...two...one...'

"OKAY!"

"There's a good little boy. Who was it?"

"Hermione," Blaise said, looking down to the floor.

Draco's eyes opened wide and asked, "Did you succeed?"

"Depends. Did Ginny seduce you?"

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"Blaise, I still don't get it. If Weasley hasn't seduced me, and you haven't seduced Her-Granger, then why are you wearing a tutu?"

"She bet me that I wouldn't even have hugged Hermione yet," Blaise muttered.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Drake. Shut up. Seriously."

"Did you bet her something if she hadn't done anything with me by this time?"

"Well, no, because this started yesterday," Blaise said.

"I guess that seems about right," he mumbled to himself. Ginny had popped up a time or two, but had only said two or three words. That was probably because Draco had had to hurry off to lessons, and seeing how Ginny was in her 6th year, she didn't have any classes with him and had to hurry off herself.

"Okay, if you're just gonna stare off into space, I'm going to go. I have a girl to seduce," Blaise sauntered away, winking at various girls, who fluttered their eyes back at him.

"I've got to go talk to Hermione anyway. We've got to reschedule our 'date.'" Draco mumbled to himself, and then walked towards the Gryffindor table, scanning it with his eyes. He saw she had left already and thought, 'Probably the library, even on a Saturday.'

He departed for the library and soon found her buried in a book. She was dressed casually in a green v-neck pullover and torn jeans with ballet flats.

"Hi, Hermione," Draco said, announcing his arrival. Hermione jumped and found herself lost in the eyes of the most wanted boy at Hogwarts.

"Oh, hello, Draco," Hermione smiled lightly, and Draco noticed she had very full lips that were coated, not with the lipstick that was all the rage in the U.S., but a very light gloss. Draco wondered if her lips smelled like strawberries and then immediately scolding himself for wondering such a thing.

"Do you need something?" Hermione asked, gently shaking him out of his reverie.

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry, I must have dozed off. I was just wondering about our date."

"Yes, didn't you hear? It's scheduled for next Wednesday, the 23rd of November. Are we still on?" Hermione asked.

Draco took awhile to answer. He was pondering whether or not to make a move. "Oh, bugger it," he thought to himself.

Draco kissed Hermione lightly on the cheek and answered, "Of course, I'll see you then!" He then turned around to go. Hermione grabbed his arm and swung him back around, kissing him back on the cheek. Draco stared at her for a moment, and then kissed her back.on the lips. They kissed for another moment, but then Hermione heard a guy's voice. Harry.

"Ron, she must be here somewhere. She wasn't in the Gryffindor Common Room, the Owlery, and none of the teachers have seen her. Where else would she be?"

Hermione pushed Draco aside lightly and ran out to meet them, saying out of the corner of her mouth, "Get out of here, and fast!"

Draco stood, rooted to the spot, dazed. Her lips did taste like strawberries.

A/N: Yay! I'm proud of this chapter! Go on...review...you know you want to!