Draco found it hard to believe that it had been 3 days since their encounter with the small towel outside the bathroom, she had taken to ignoring him since then. Full blown running away when he happened to be walking down the same corridor and somehow just happened to look as though he wanted to talk to her. Somehow, -bullshit- he had been trying to talk to her and well, get to apologize maybe. He was currently standing opposite his own reflection gulping. They were going to go dress shopping today after they listened to an important announcement being made by Headmistress McGonagall. He pulled on his while shirt mechanically and then made his way down. They were allowed to dress informally should they have to go out. He rolled up the sleeves on the way out, he want to seem uptight. When he opened the door, the portrait was just closing. He had missed her. Again. He walked out only to find Blaise there. The boy had enough common sense to realize by now that something was wrong and he had asked. More like pried, Draco thought. He had kept silent and from his daily watching so had she. He never found who was the bloody person interrupting them. He could have had shagged her and probably gotten over his problem. A problem that kept occurring more often now.

Draco sat himself down at the Slytherin table averting his eyes from the Griffindor table. He was just in time, as he picked up a buttered toast, McGonagall stood up.

"Now, may I have the attention of all the Seventh Year's?" she waited until everyone of that category faced her, "I'm glad to inform you that you will be going to internships at various wizarding companies this year. The teacher's will be choosing them for you, based on your ablities and what we think would be the most enriching option for you. Now, Griffindor and Slytherin students will have their interships chosen by the muggle studies teacher, Professor Winter while the Ravenclaw and Huffelpuff will be decided by Professor Slughorn. You should receive your letters by tomorrow morning. Oh and the programme will last for a week. Reminder to all students that all of you are of age and you may be sent to any type of work place." She added with a small smile and a slight blush. Draco choked, McGonagall blush? That was weird wasn't it? He coughed and drowned a glass of milk and stood from the table deciding to wait for Granger at the doors.

Hermione walked to the doors, feeling slightly excited and nervous. She shook her head, it was just her thoughts. She had written him a small note a very small and childish note, pocketed in her hand. She walked towards him. He was leaning against the wall, looking away from her and some girl walked by him throwing him a quick wink, she saw him smile but no flirtatious comments. She wanted to leap in joy at that and she regretted the note but she would pass it to him without a comment. And she did just that.

Draco unfolded the note as he watched Granger look away, clearly not wanting to see his expression.

"If the dress is ok, you nod if not you don't say a word. Same goes for me."

-hermione

He sighed and looked at her, she was watching him with weird eyes. He nodded and they began their walk in silence. When they reached Hogsmead he ducked into a shop that looked small yet convenient for them. He looked at her and gestured the way to the racks and racks of dresses. She shrugged as though to say 'I'm not good at fashion'. His mouth turned down and he began shuffling through the racks trying to find random dresses. He threw them over his hand and saw that she was waiting for him. They went into the dressing room, she looked at him and the took the dresses from her save for one. He waited outside and she drew the curtain and he could see her ankles and just a few inches above them. He saw her skirt pool at her feet and he then the shirt dropped, he started thinking about Snape and Hagrid to keep away the sinful thoughts of peeking. She stepped out, she looked good but he didn't like the dress, too gaudy. He shook his head, saying no. She grimaced and he handed her the next one. It continued for about the next four until he handed her a green dress. He sat down in the small couch that the saleswitch had levitated in for him. When she stepped out, his jaw dropped. It was perfect and so beautiful on her. It was strapless and she had just the perfect amount of chest to withhold it. It was black until an inch or two under the bottom of her breasts and then there was a beautiful black and green with white stones design and after that the skirt flared down to her ankles. She looked worried and when he saw her a wide grin she beamed at him. He lifted his index finger and motioned for her to swirl. Yes, that was the one. She rushed in and changed. She showed him every dress except for one. He pretended to beg without saying a word but she refused. He sighed and rolled his eyes as she giggled. They exited the shop with god knows just how many bags of hers.

Draco eyed her as she walked ahead of him, trying to find a shop for him. He was getting pretty tired of this. He would have loved to open his mouth and say something but it would make him seem desperate and he was everything but desperate. He was carrying four bags while she carried the other four. It seemed they had gotten only the dresses and no accessories, or jewels for her. He would die today, yes he most definitely would, he thought as they entered a shop to buy his own clothes.