AN1: Sorry. This is not the last part of Evelyn's party. This is just a little chapter that I found on my computer!

Disclaimer: Noppers!

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Hermione wanted to scream in frustration! She was just so aggravated. Ron seemed to never actually be there when she needed him. Sure, whenever she didn't need his support (and in some cases, didn't want it) he was there by her side. And yet, in the time when she needed him the most, he was mysteriously gone.

He was probably playing Quidditch with Harry no doubt.

It was so annoying. She knew (or she thought) that he didn't do it on purpose; but with him, you never knew for sure. And this pattern, if you will, was constant. It always happened! So Hermione didn't even know why she was surprised. Ron was too much like Percy for his own damn good, even if he didn't want to admit it!

With the beginning of tears in her eyes, Hermione ran up to the heads dorm. Ignoring Draco, who upon her entrance stood up from the couch and opened his mouth probably to say something hurtful, she went straight to her room and slammed the door. Hermione grabbed the first pillow in sight and screamed into it.

Ahh, sweet release! Better to scream at the pillow than at Ron.

Even though, there was nothing she would rather do than read him the riot act.

Her scream subsided and turned instead to tears of anguish. Why was she cursed with such behavior in whom she considered one of her best guy friends? The door opened, and Draco walked in. Blinded by her tears, he went unnoticed to Hermione. She finally noticed him when he sat down beside her.

"Knock knock."

"Go away."

"That's not what you're supposed to say."

"Yes, and you aren't supposed to have your wand shoved up your ass, but it will be if you don't go away!" Draco smiled. Boy she was feisty. But that was perfectly okay with him, he liked fighting with her.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No!" Draco stood up and went to leave the room.

"Okay, if you're sure."

Realizing he was actually going to leave, Hermione bolted up. "Wait! Don't go." Hermione desperately needed to talk to someone, even if it was Draco Malfoy. She stood up and he walked back to her.

"Yes?"

Hermione started to speak, but no words would come out. She choked before flinging her arms around him and bursting into loud sobs. He awkwardly patted her back and murmured softly to her. When Hermione's crying jag abated at last, she sniffed.

"Sorry about that Malfoy, I'm just so...angry and frustrated."

"That's alright. I could tell. Do you actually want to talk about it or would you prefer to cry more? I do have another shoulder."

Hermione let out a soft laugh. "No, I'm fine, but thank you. I think that was all I really needed; someone who would be there for me when I needed them." Surprising both of them with her audacity, she stood on her toes and kissed him swiftly on the lips. What surprised them both even more was that Malfoy's face flushed.

He turned to leave, and before he was out the door Hermione addressed him. "Don't think that this changes anything, Malfoy; you're still a rotten ferret!" Malfoy smirked before walking back to her and kissing her deeply on the lips until she was completely red in the face.

"Oh don't worry Granger," he called out on his way out the door. "it won't change a thing!"

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AN2: Please review.

lovelove, Amanda