"Saturday! The best day of the week! No school today! No school tomorrow! I can sleep in! It's the best day of the week," Hermione said.

"Hermione. You hate Saturday's because there's no class, no homework and Emily wastes the day away the by sleeping," I said.

"Yeah but so what," Hermione replied.

"Why are you so excited then?" Ron asked.

"No reason," Hermione said.

"You liar," Harry said. "I've known you since first year and I can tell that you are lying."

"Well it's Viktor and mine one month anniversary. I'm so excited. We were going to hang out in the library. He has something special planned," Hermione said.

"What could he possibly have planned that's special in the library?" Ron asked.

Hermione laughed.

"You're so silly Ron. It's after the library is closed. Shh. It's a secret," Hermione said.

"The library after hours? I don't want to know what you're gonna be doing after hours in the library," I said.

"Well let's go get breakfast and check the mail," Hermione said. She skipped lightly down the hallway as if she were dancing of air.

"Dude, she's totally freaking me out," I said.

"Yeah. I mean she excited. . . Over a boy. . . It's not Hermione-like," Ron said.

"Give her a break guys. We've all liked someone. Hannah you even have a boy friend, who I despise with every fiber of my being but we all know what it's like," Harry said.

"Yeah. You did almost throw up your orange juice when you were looking at Cho that one time," you say. "And Ron did go comatose on us when Fleur shot him down."

"Thanks. . . Hannah," Harry said sarcastically.

We all walked down stairs and ate breakfast. While eating as always the mail was delivered and I surprisingly got a parcel from someone.

"Who would I get mail from. . . Not Snuffles do you think?" I asked. They shook their head.

"Well open it and see who it's from," Ron said.

I ripped off the plain brown paper to reveal a little black box. You opened the little black box and inside was a little charm bracelet with a cauldron, a broomstick, a spell book and a little star attached to it.

"Oh how cute," Hermione said.

"Who sent it to you?" Harry asked.

"I dunno," I said. I looked into the box and saw a folded up piece of parchment. I opened it and read it:

Dear Hannah,
As you have no doubt guessed, it's me Draco. Just wanted to say happy 1 month anniversary (January 24. We hooked up on December 24. Ringing any bells?)
Meet by the Slytherin Common Room tonight at seven and dress "nice" and stuff.
Love
Draco

"Dude, that's right. We hooked up at the Yule which was a month ago today," I said.

"That means we have the same anniversary. That's so awesome. Except for the fact that you're with Draco which is completely unorthodox," Hermione said.

"Would you please stop referring like that? It's really annoying," I said.

"Yeah. Fine whatever you want. It's your anniversary," Harry replied.

"Hey you guys gonna get us something?" Hermione asked.

"Oh! Yeah! Gifts," I said excitedly. Harry and Ron exchange glances.

"Close your eyes," Ron said. The two of you closed your eyes. I heard something slam down on my plate.

"Happy anniversary," they said. I opened my eyes to see that there was an eclaire on my plate.

"Very funny," I replied.

At Seven O'Clock

I stood outside of Draco's dorm wearing my little green skirt and my little black sweater. It was as nice as I was capable.

Draco walked out the dorm wearing faded (but nice) jeans and a black-t.

"You look nice," Draco said.

"Well that's what you said isn't it?" I asked. Draco wrapped his arm around me and walked out of Slytherin Territory and took me upstairs to the astronomy tower.

Before he opened the door he stopped me.

"Close your eyes," he said. I sighed deeply and closed my eyes. I heard him open the door. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.

"It smells nice in here," I laughed. Draco chuckled.

"Inflamare," he said. I heard something light up. "Ow! Uh, ignore that."

"I indeed will," I said.

"Okay. Now open your eyes," he said.

I opened my eyes and looked around. It was gorgeous. There were white rose petals strewn across the floor, there were candles floating around the room, there was a little table with food set up on it. I practically died when I saw it.

"How did you. . . How did you not get caught by Professor-?"

"A magician never reveals his secrets," Draco said. He led me over to the table and I sat down. There was a plate of food that was covered by one of the metal covers.

"I wasn't able to smuggle any wine into the school so I hope you'll settle for sparkling grape juice," Draco said.

"That's okay this. . . This is enough. Wow. I did not expect this. You are so sweet," I said.

"Well I don't mean to toot my own horn but yeah I am pretty awesome," Draco said. "And for dinner." Draco took the cover off the cover off to reveal a plate of spaghetti. I laughed.

"You're trying to have a little Lady & the Tramp moment aren't you?" I asked suspiciously.

"Ahh. You caught me," Draco said.

"Well how about we skip waiting for the long noodle," I said. I leaned across the table and kissed Draco.

I was telling Ron about my little date with Draco and being the good friend that he was listening although I could tell he didn't want to.

The common room door opened. In walked Hermione and Snape.

"What? Hermione? In trouble? I am appalled," Harry said.

"Maybe you should tell Miss Granger what time he curfew is and what base you are not allowed to pass in this school with you 'equivalent other' if that's what you call them," Snape said. He walked out of the common room and closed the door behind him.

"Fourth year curfew is ten o'clock," Ron joked.

"And what was he talking about what base you were allowed to go up to?" Harry asked.

"They got caught making out in the library," I said. Hermione giggled.

"They should think of a new term for what we were doing," Hermione said.

"What? Tell me you didn't go to third base?" I asked.

"No. . . Thanks to Snape," Hermione said.

"What? Hermione? Have you no shame?" Harry asked.

"At least tell us what table you were at so we don't sit at it when we go to the library we don't sit at it," Ron said.

"Table?" Hermione asked. She shook her head. "Book case. Section 17 potions volumes 12 through 97."

"Book case? Ewe. Hermione. So unlike you," I said. "I'm telling Parvati."

"You wouldn't," Hermione said. I ran up the stairs to my dorm and went inside.

"Parvati guess what Hermione did," I said sitting down on her bed. Hermione walked in.

"What did you do?" Emily asked.

Hermione closed the door.

"Your hair is messy... Your shirt is buttoned incorrectly," Parvati said. She got up and went over to Hermione. She sniffed her. "You smell like a boy. . . And parchment paper. . ." She smelled her one more time. "You got to second base with Viktor in the library on a book case didn't you?"

"Dude! How do you do that?" I asked.

"It's a gift I guess. . . I can sniff out everything related to boys," Parvati said.

"You amaze me Parvati Patil," Emily said.

"You're Parvati, formerly known as David Copperfield," I said.

"Yes. . . I am a great magician," Parvati said.

"A magician who can sniff out who and where you made out with someone," Hermione said.