A/N: AU. As will most of the rest of these be.
Disclaimer: Oh, and I don't own HP.
After Hermione's fourth year, Dumbledore decided to make the Yule Ball an annual event. Paired up with that, there was a talent exhibit. This year was the second year of its running, but the first year that Hermione actually attended. Last year she was sick and confined to the hospital wing after being diagnosed with Dragon Pox.
Just as the curtains were about to open and open the show with the first performance, Draco came into the Great Hall and quickly took the seat that was open next to Hermione. Looking slightly out of the corner of her eyes, she flashed him a secret smile. He smiled back at her.
She was sitting and watching, very engrossed in the performances, but that wasn't the only thing that she was paying attention to. It wasn't obvious, but she was discreetly paying close attention to Draco. She noticed that he was fidgeting. He was wringing his hands in his lap. He was either really nervous or just...well, really nervous. But about what? Hermione thought. She quickly put that out of her mind as her friend Alyssa sat down in the center of the stage and began to play her cello.
Suddenly, Hermione felt something warm over her hand. She looked down and saw that Draco had taken her hand in his. She met his eyes and smiled shyly at him. Again, Hermione glanced down at their intertwined fingers and inside jumped for joy while maintaining her exterior of a calm façade. She brazenly rested her head on his shoulder and he wrapped his other arm around her waist. Both were at peace and wearing satisfied smiles as Alyssa's cello music faded from a fierce crescendo to a soft piano and then to nothing.
A/N: Sound partially familiar to anyone? (i.e.: Ducky, Kaare and maybe Spencer..) I wish that the last paragraph had actually happened.