Time had passed quickly. too quickly. It was already Wednesday and I hadn't asked Hermione out yet. Ron and Draco alway seemed to be around her. I was like they knew I was trying to ask her out. It was frustrating.

"So how is it going with asking Hermione out?" Blaise asked.

"It's not. I can't get close to her, because Ron and Draco," I complained.

"Why don't you ask her out in front of them," I said.

"Are you crazy. What if she rejects me? I don't want them to make fun of me," I said.

"They won't or at least not in front of her that is," he said.

"Thanks for your help, not," I said.

"Sorry, I just don't know what to tell you," he said.

"Yeah whatever. I'm going to the library. I'll see you later." I said. I got up and left the common room.

It took me awhile to get to the library. When I got there, I was not happy about what I found. Ron and Draco were standing in front of the doors, looking like they were waiting for someone. I noticed Draco bump Ron and look my way. They then started to walk my way.

"Slade, we want to talk to you," Ron said.

"What's up?" I asked. I was nervous about what was going on.

"We don't want you to talk or hang out with Hermione anymore,"Draco said.

"Don't you think that should be Hermione's decision," I said. Who did they think they were to tell me what to do.

"We know you like her. And we don't want you near her. We like her too, but we have an understanding," Ron said.

"You just don't fit into the equation. You need to leave her alone," Draco said.

"That's not going to happen," I said.

"Then we are just going to have to get rid of you," Ron said.

The he and Draco pulled out their wands, I was tempted to pull out mine. But I knew if Hermione found out, she would not be happy. She did not like fighting. I remembered that from the past. Then Ron and Draco started throwing hexes. I started dodging them. I was good at it, but some still hit me. And to say the least, the hurt really bad. I was so worn out, that I fell. I started to lose consciousness. Before I passed out completely, I heard someone yelling. All I could see was darkness.

Then everything rushed back to me. My head was pounding and my body was aching. I opened my eyes, but the light hurt. I closed them quickly and tried again, but slower. "Slade!" I heard someone yell. I winced at the noise.

"Moine, he is awake," I found the source of the noise. It was Ginny and she was sitting right next to me. Next thing I knew, I had Hermione hugging me and crying.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked. My voice sounded a little scratchy.

"You sweet, stupid man. What were you thinking? Why didn't you defend yourself?" she asked.

"I was thinking about you. You don't like fighting.," I said.

"Now now, Mr. Sea needs to take these potions and rest. He should be out in the morning. In the mean time, I need you out of the hospital wing," Madam Pomfrey said. With that Hermione and Ginny said their goodbyes and left. After I took the potions, I fell asleep.

When I woke up I realized that it was Saturday and I still hadn't asked Hermione out. I heard the doors open and saw Blaise walk in.

"I have everything set up and ready to go. All you have to do is ask Hermione out" he said.

"How?" was all I could ask.

"All in do time my friend. Now the date is going to be similar to your date in the past, but the change of weather and people are going to make it different," he said.

"Okay, let me get dressed and we'll go down to breakfast together," I said as I got up. When I was ready, Blaise and I walked down to the Great Hall together. Once we got there, I saw Harry, Ginny, and Hermione all sitting together. We walked up to them and sat down.

"Hermione, can I ask you a question?" I asked as I sat by her.

"Sure, by the way I'm glad you're okay," she said.

"Would you like to go on a date with me today?" I asked.

"I would love to, but are you feeling up to it?" she asked.

"Of course I do," I said.

"What happened to Ron and Draco?" Blaise asked.

"They got detention for a week with Snape," Harry said. And with that we ate our breakfast in peace.