**I do not own any of these characters. If I did, I would be the happiest person alive, but I'm afraid they're all JK Rowling's.

Hello! Sorry its been so long. You know, relatives visiting, tests, homework, piano recital, etc. etc… But here ya go… pleeeease review? Enjoy :)

Hermione ran to the abandoned kitchen, a bag of ingredients in her hand. When she swung open the door, she saw Malfoy sitting there. He had come early.

"Why so enthusiastic? Did you finally decide to say yes? To marry me, I mean," he asked with an amused expression on his face. His not at all attractive face, Hermione thought to herself.

"No, I just… nevermind. Anyway, I've decided to make you spaghetti," she replied.

Malfoy moaned. "That's a muggle dish, isn't it? When we get married, please tell me you know how to make wizard stuff, too?"

"Ok, one: spaghetti is freaking delicious. Two: yes, I do know how to make wizard stuff too, its just that I thought you would enjoy this more. And three: WE ARE NOT GETTING MARRIED."

The Hermione briskly walked towards the counter, bushy hair flying behind her like a cape.

Getting her supplies, she ignored the bored pureblood watching her intently.

"Woah…" he finally said. "That's spaghetti? It looks like… wood. And you aren't going to put that chunky red goop on it, are you?"

"Yes. I am. And its not goop, its sauce. And its delicious. Now sit down and wait patiently like you should."

Suprisingly, he followed her command and sat down.

After the spaghetti was ready, Hermione got out her secret ingredient from Fred and George.

"This. Is. Delicous," Malfoy said, finally admitting it. Hermione laughed.

"If I wasn't the polite person I am, I would definitely take this as an opprotunity to say 'I told you so.' But I'll let it go this time. Just keep eating."

Not taking any time to respond, Malfoy finished the whole plate.

"When we're married, I want you to make this for me. Every day."

Hermione ignored him, of course.

A good 5 minutes after Malfoy had finished, Hermione thought it was time for her secret ingredient to begin working.

"So, Malfoy, how's life for you?" she asked, trying to act nonchalant.

"Please, call me Draco. We are-" he stopped. His voice was an octave higher than a little kindergartener girl.

At first, Malfoy's face just looked confused. Then, realization sunk in.

"Hermione. Granger!" he screamed, trying to sound threatening. It only sounded funny with his high pitch voice.

"What have you done? What have you put in my food? I sound like a toddler! I can't believe you! I thought you were supposed to be boring… you know, an innocent genius! And that's it! But…" he paused. Then, in a much more vulnerable voice, he asked, "How long is this going to last?"

Laughing at his scared expression, Hermione couldn't respond. She just handed him the bottle of High Pitched Potion.

Malfoy searched read through the words on the package before gasping.

"A day? A whole day?"

Hermione laughed even harder.

Finally, she said between giggles, "And I still have extra! Did you seriously believe that I would just say 'yes' to your cooking lessons because I wanted to marry you? Did you really think I was that… submissive? I should be offended, but it was totally worth it. So I'll forgive you!"

"Woah there. You'll forgive me? Sorry, but I'd say it should be the other way around. You're the one who… who made me sound like this!" He put his hand on his forehead in defeat.

Hermione just shrugged and laughed harder.

"You know, its sort of hard to take you seriously when you sound like a baby. If you're trying to sound intimidating, its not working."

Malfoy rolled his eyes.

"You know, I'm just going to pretend that I have larengitis so I don't have talk the rest of the day."

"Alright! And I'm looking forward to our next cooking lesson, Draco, so I can… you know, add more of the Weasley's ingredients!"

Woah. Wait. Draco? Since when have I called him Draco?

He seemed to think the same thing. He stared at me, puzzled, for a second before just shrugging it off.

Walking back to the Gryffindor Common Room, Draco was the only person on my mind.