Disclaimer : I am really tired of this… I, do not, own any of HP characters.

A/N: pardon my mistakes . I sincerely do try to NOT make them : I edited and re-edited my chapters again and again, and I guess that my eyes simply can't see anymore mistakes. Do be kind enough to correct me. I thank You all for reading this and having patience with me. Thank you again… so, without further ado, chapter 4!

-Shit.- and that was not the only such a pleasant thought running through our dearly beloved Head-girl's head- shit, shit, shit, FUCK !- she cursed silently while running to the Great hall for some breakfast.

-Hey 'Mione.

-Hmph'one.

-Hey, guys, how are you today?- girl asked with a 'natural' smile on her lips.

-Hell bad! It's double potions, transfiguration and charms for us today. And guess what? They all are with our good friends, our buddies, the f*ckin' snakes ! – wailed Ron, at the same time, somehow managing to pout.

-Watch your language Ronald.- said Hermione trying to stifle her yawn. She was veeeery tired after a night like that, with sleep, but with no rest. Hell, she felt like she was actually fucking the bastard all night.

-'Mione, are you alright?- asked Harry sounding rather worried.

-Yeaaaaah-yawn- 'course I'm 'key… I'm just kinda tired.

-Why? 'aven't yah slept 'ell?- Ron was worried too, but since he was stuffing his mouth with food, you couldn't tell very well.

-Forget it. –poor girl yawned again- Let's go to class, or we'll be late.- the trio stood up and at a steady pace went for the Hall's door. As they passed the Slytherin table, Hermione felt blush creeping into her face, the parts of The dream still fresh in her head.

-Are you sure that you are alright? 'Mione you look reaaaly red.- now Harry was not only worried, but also confused ' What the hell is happening to this girl?'

-N-nothing's wrong Harry, but could you go a bit faster, PLEASE?

-What the.. okay okay ! No need to push, geez…- one blonde Slytherin was very content to see that exact that girl's reaction. He, himself knew perfectly well, what EXACTLY Hermione had dreamt last night, he was the one who sent her that dream after all… you can call it revenge of some sorts. He surely wouldn't have gone through the trouble of making that kind of dream for her, if he wouldn't dreamt something… very similar, just a bit… oh, alright, very much more naughtier…

(…)

-Silence!- Snape automatically said to already drop-dead silent class.-Hmph, alright, so today we're going to make a love potion. So, who could… yes miss Granger? – he smirked, god that girl knew the answer even before he could ask the question. Sometimes she made he fell really uncomfortable, like she knew more than he did… sometimes he felt like that actually was the case… Snape shook his head and turned his attention to the, now talking, girl.

-Love potion is a potion, which is made for the purpose of replacing the feeling of love. The potion makes a person feel similar feelings to love, but of course, it isn't real love so the feeling eventually fades, if not continuing to use the potion.

-Correct. May I ask how one may identify this potion?

-By its colour, smell and by taste. But since taste unknown potions is stupid, it is usually identified by colour or smell, though still it is really hard to do that…

-And that is why?..

-Because to each and every person this potion smells, looks and tastes differently. To me, for example it smells like the rain, and its colour is deep green…- she felt silent when she realized what she had said. She slumped down into her chair with deep blush on her cheeks.

-OKAY. Thank you again for your knowledge miss Granger. Now, let's go to the fun part. Instructions- wave of the wand- are on the board. You have two hours. Begin!

-Hey, 'Mione, what's the matter?- whispered Ron silently.

-Nothin'… now, let's do this.- and with that she closed her mouth and did not opened her mouth till the end of the lesson. When their potions were ready, Snape ordered to leave him samples and go. Hermione sighed, now all she had left was Transfiguration, lunch, Charms and after that well, she only had to meet one boy, to whom she was to obey every command. She sighed again. Hell, she really didn't wanted to go, but she'll be okay. She had to be. Oh, for Christ sake he's just a boy, right? So, she WILL be okay. She hoped…

During the lunch, she received another note, telling her, in a very polite manner of course, to not forget the meeting. When she raised her eyes from the note, which by the way raised many curious glances from both Harry and Ron, and met his silver orbs starring directly into her eyes, she nearly chocked on her pumpkin juice. His eyes seemed to be burning, and that fire scared her and sent shiver down her spine, still, she couldn't say that that shiver was bad, actually it kind of promised something. Something she knew she'll find out this evening. So when one silver eyebrow rose in question she nodded. That nod, however, took all her strength, so she did the only thing there was left for her- she stood up, and ignoring every question thrown her way, left the Hall as quickly as humanly possible. Since she was almost running, she didn't see the satisfied expression that was on Draco's face at the moment. That expression, by the way was a key for numerous questions from Blaize and Pansy, Crabe and Goyle were too absorbed into their food to notice anything, not that that was unusual or something.

(…)

After the classes have ended Hermione was shaking furiously. 'What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I feel just like before N.E.W.T.S. or something? '- poor girl was asking herself over and over again. No matter how hard she tried she just couldn't calm down. She couldn't understand why she was so worried in the first place 'it's simply that prat again, nothing more… I'll go, he'll talk, I'll obey, that's all…'- or she hoped that that'll be all…

And so at 7:25pm Hermione Granger left the Gryffindor tower and slowly went to R of R.

-You're late.- said a soft, quiet voice when she entered. There were candles everywhere and the room itself looked so beautiful and tasteful that it made the girl gasp.

-I-I am very sorry, mr. Malfoy, I-I didn't …

-Shh, it's okay…-he whispered softly from behind her. How the hell he had managed to get there was a totally mystery to her.- Come, sit down. Drink with me.- without a thought she obeyed and went after him, where he helped her to her seat.

-Thank you.- she muttered without a clue what's going on.

-I saw, that you didn't ate a lot this evening so please, be my guest.- and that was the first time she noticed that table was filled with all kind of different food. Somehow, she noticed that there was not even one dish that she didn't like.

-Thank you-she said again with a smile on her face and saw that he smiled back at her. His smile was mesmerizing so for a few moments they ate at silence.-Umm.. excuse me, mr. Malfoy..?

-Yes?

-Well, firstly I wanted to apologize.

-What for, may I ask?

-Well, for not giving you a Christmas present-she blushed deeply- and for not saying thank you properly. So,-she took a deep breath- I am sorry, and thank you very much.- she raised her eyes and saw him smiling amusedly.

-Well, firstly, you are very welcome, and secondly, no worries. I am very happy that you found my present… satisfying your taste.- girl blushed even harder.

-You noticed.- she murmured.

-Of course I did, and let me tell you, I feel really proud of myself.- he smiled gain- I didn't actually thought that you would actually use my polish… and wear the necklace. –there was no end to his amusement when he saw her blushing deeply.-

-I liked the colour.

-I'm glad. –he smirked- And what about the necklace?

- I liked it too. – he didn't thought it was possible to blush so bad, the girl seemed to radiate heat of her body. He seriously needed to stop noticing those things about her. NOW.-

-Well well.. oh, so?

-So, what? – she seemed a bit disoriented.-

-Well, you said firstly, so I presume there has to be second.

-Oh, right. What am I doing here?- about that. She simply wanted to know. Damn women's curiosity.

-Well, you're eating.- his smile was replaced by his to famous smirk- for this moment.-he added and watched her paling a bit.

-And… for the next moment?- as soon as question left her mouth she willed for it to come back.

-What, have some kind of ideas? I'm always open to suggestions.- he almost chuckled from the look on her face.

-N-n-no. I was just wandering. Why did you summoned me here… tonight…

-What? Can't I do that? All I wanted to do was to sit here, with you, have a decent conversation, and maybe… drink some good vine, which I, obviously, can't get during the dinner in the Hall… What is it that's bothering you, miss Granger?

-Umm, I don't know. Somehow, this is not what I expected.

-Why. – his word held some sort of command, even thought it should have been just a simple question. Hermione gulped.-

-Well. I don't know, maybe because the last time I was called by you, I had to do chores all afternoon?

-Oh, that's what you're mad about. Look, I'm sorry. Truly. But I just couldn't help it. I couldn't stop myself from torturing you a bit.- he smiled wickedly- you were so gorgeous.- her jaw flew open- you looked like a stormy day. You know, when you're mad, you're even more perfect then usual.- now, she was officially having a heart-attack. Malfoy was complimenting her? Malfoy was complimenting HER? And in a way no one has ever had. And even though she felt really nice hearing such things she just couldn't believe that it was the same person who had detested her for years telling her this. Unless…

-Are you drunk?- she asked still quite stunned.

-No -he laughed- do I look like I'm drunk?

-Very much definitely.- but still there could be heard hesitation in her voice, and that hesitation made his smile even wider.

-Well sorry to disappoint you: Malfoys, do not get drunk. Ever. Period. (A/N: oh, boy, does he know nothing ;D)

' Now I know I must be dreaming again.- Hermione thought warily- he's never like this. And especially to me.'

-And please, do not give me that look, Granger. I am not drunk, and I am not crazy, nor am I on some potion. I am, simply put, just relaxed, and that's, my dear, exactly what you should be doing right now too.

And so… she did, but what Hermione didn't know, was that too much relaxation, along with some vine is a cause of… huge hangover in the morning…

(…) morning. ;D Hall. Breakfast…

-My my, would you look at Granger? Now doesn't she look like she had had a really "rough" night?- some girl smirked pointing at the-oh-I'm-the-Head-girl-and-rules-rule, who at the moment looked, simply put, like shit. (A/N : ;D)

-H a a a a a r r r r r r r y y y y y…..

-Oh, hey, WTF ? WHAT happened to you girl?

-Tell me, Haaaaaaaaary, what do you do, after drinking with Ron?- she didn't bothered to stifle a yawn, which left Harry and Ron mouth-open-wide– well?- she asked again impatiently, her hangover killing her.

-Ehhh… well, there is a spell…

-What spell?

-Ehh… -Harry muttered a spell and pointed his wand at her.

-Aaa… much better- she smiled widely- thank you Harry.

-No biggy. But when, the hell, where and with whom , you got drunk last night?

-Now that you mention it, where did you sleep last night? I didn't see you coming back, and I did stayed till morning in order to finish Snape's essay.- asked Ron with deep-in-thought expression.

-That is NOT your business -girl answered still smiling, but slight blush appearing on her cheeks.

-But…

-No buts mister Potter ! have a good day.- with that she stood up and more gracefully than she entered, she left the Great Hall.

(…) in the meantime

-W…T… F…? the hell am I doing here?

A/N: here you go dearies J another chapter, and so soon don't you think? I am really proud of myself for this -grins- and guess what? I think, i'll give you another chapter by tomorrow! Now, ain't i great? –grins some more- so , i hope you liked this and i'd loved to hear your opinions.