AN1: Another dedicated chapter! I rather like this one. Sorta based on real life. Kinda. Oh, and Breaking Dawn was AWESOME!!

Dedicated to: Hermone-Loves-Ron16311—thanks for the 400th review!!

Disclaimer: Nahway man, HP is not mine. Why? Because I am not JKR!

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"I really don't like this. In fact, I think that this is the stupidest idea ever! Who came up with it? I'll bet it was Weasley."

"No actually, it was my idea." Harry said sourly to Malfoy. "Listen here, Ferret, you should consider yourself pretty damn lucky that the Order is ever willing to offer you protection. If it was up to me, we would have dumped your scrawny ass right on your father's doorstep the moment you arrived." The Slytherin glared at Harry, there was no way to respond to that without using multiple unpleasant expletives. Just then Hermione entered the room and stopped the glaring contest between the guys.

"C'mon Malfoy, let's go! We don't have all day to waste at Grimmauld place. You can glare and argue with Harry when we get back." She took her want out of her packet and thought for a moment before murmuring multiple spells aiming at Malfoy's hair, face and body. Hermione circled him thoughtfully, critiquing her work before she looked to Harry for approval. He nodded.

"Malfoy," Hermione started, "you are now Benjamin Granger, my little brother." Draco gaped and narrowed his eyes at his 'big sister.'

"Just how little are we talking?" Hermione conjured a mirror and handed it to him. Once glance at his reflection caused Malfoy to yelp and drop the mirror. "I look like and eight-year-old, boy version of you!"

"That's because you are an eight-year-old, boy version of me. Don't worry; it's only for one day."

"Yeah, one day too many; at least we'll be hiding all day in the safe house. I won't have to go out in public looking like this." Hermione rolled her eyes at Malfoy's ego-centric self.

"Bye Harry, I'll see you in 24 hours." Harry patted her shoulder sympathetically.

"Good luck, 'Mione, you'll need it for dealing with the ferret all day and night."

"I'm right here you know!" Malfoy interjected.

Harry smiled serenely, "I know." He gave a final wave to his friend as Hermione grabbed 'Benjamin's' arm and apparated with a pop to the safe house.

"Okay," Hermione said upon arrival. "We've been lucky that nobody had discovered you at Grimmauld place. Now it's really getting risky. So tonight when the rest of Voldemort's supporters are lured to fight the Order—and lose—we'll be here. In 24 hours Harry will signal that it's safe for us to return. Got it, Malfoy?" He nodded. "Good, now stay out of my way for the next 24 hours. I don't like being stuck with you as much as you don't like being stuck with me. Plus: PMS and an wand equals a dangerous combination. Just ask Ron."

Malfoy backed away looking slightly scared. Hermione took out her copy of Breaking Dawn and walked to the recliner in the corner. Draco just sat on the floor. He didn't think to bring anything to entertain himself for he had kind of expected the safe house to be...well...more than what it was: an empty house in the middle of nowhere. And by empty—it was completely empty—only two chairs, two lamps above them, and a small kitchen with meager supplies. There was absolutely nothing for Draco to do and as a result, he was bored out of his mind. So four hours and forty-two minutes later when Hermione finished her book, Draco pounced on her. Not literally of course, but what he did startled her just as much.

"I'm going crazy! I need something to do! Let's go somewhere, anywhere, just don't make me stay here! Please Hermione?" She raised her eyebrows at Malfoy.

"It hasn't even been five hours...wow; I wonder what you'll be like after twenty-three. Tha-aat'll be funny." Inside, Hermione was wondering if he had seriously just referred to her by her first name. Shrugging it off as a sign of desperation and lack of sanity, she acquiesced to his request. "Okay, I know where we can go. We can go to this small muggle town and go to a really good smoothie place called Jamba Juice."

Draco, as Benjamin, latched on to Hermione's arm and she apparated them both.

"What exactly is Jamba Juice?"

"It's nectar of the gods. You'll see, just c'mon." Once the two entered, a little bell clanged over the door. A very cute muggle guy who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen stepped up to the register and flashed a charming smile at Hermione who suddenly found that she was blushing fiercely.

"Hello! I'm Alex." He said this with such a bright smile on his face and such enthusiasm that Hermione had to respond with a smile on her face.

"Hey Alex; can I get a," she paused to look down at Malfoy. "What do you want?"

"I still don't know what this is!" He whispered just loud enough for her to hear, but inaudible enough that Alex couldn't.

"They're smoothies! Its just fruit and juice blended together. Pick which one sounds best to you." Draco frowned.

"Okay, I'll have..." After a moment of deliberation he decided on a Mango-A-Go-Go.

"Nice choice, would you like a boost with that?" Having no idea what in Merlin's name a 'boost' was, he shook his head. "Alright then, and for you?" Alex asked with his gaze focused on Hermione.

"I'll have Peach Pleasure."

Alex made a slight face at her choice. "That one isn't actually that good." Hermione laughed before changing her answer.

"Well I've never actually had that before, it just sounded good, but I'll take your word for it; then how about a Fit 'n Fruitful?" Alex's face lit up.

"That's pretty good. Would you like a boost with that?"

"Immunity please."

Alex met Hermione's eyes and smiled widely, "Awesome choice." Hermione blushed but didn't move her gaze from his face. Draco was getting very irritated. Now more than ever he wished he was in his normal body with his normal appearance. He'd show that muggle some competition. Having had more than enough of their staring contest, "Benjamin" cleared his throat loudly. Both teenagers looked down at him in surprise.

"Oh, right. What are your names?" Alex said shifting back into professional mode.

"Hermione and Ben." She looked a little embarrassed at her outlandish name, but Alex seemed to like it.

"Will you spell that for me?"

"H-E-R-M-I-O-N-E." He wrote their names on separate cups and passed them both to the employee who was making the smoothies.

"Ben? Can you please get some napkins from over there?" Hermione asked, pointing to a spot on the opposite end of the little store. Draco could take a hint. So very much against his will he went to get napkins, but he mumbled quietly to himself the whole time. The only reason he went is because he know that if he didn't she'd make him pay layer. As he was approaching Alex and Hermione again, napkins clutched in his hands, he saw the muggle tear a long white strip of paper out of the metal box on the counter and scribble something on the back of it. He handed the paper to Hermione and she smiled shyly.

Both infuriated and impatient, Draco waited for their names to be called so they could get the hell out of there. Watching this little love fest was sickening. As soon as someone called out Hermione and Ben, Draco grabbed both cups in his hands and tore out of the store. Spotting a bench nearby, he sat and started to drink the smoothie in the cup labeled 'Ben.' Hermione had been right, it was amazing. Seconds later Hermione sat down beside him and took her smoothie out of his other hand while laughing lightly. Malfoy looked up at her.

"What?" He asked crossly. She chuckled again.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say that you Draco Malfoy were jealous back there."

"Granger, you're delusional. I wasn't jealous of anything or anybody!"

Hermione of course knew better.

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AN2: Need I even ask?

lovelove, Amanda