I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. Looking around, I decided this would be a good time to answer it. Classes hadn't started yet, and some students were hanging out in the Great Hall, myself included. Ron, Harry, Ginny, Neville, Luna, and the Weasley twins seemed excited when I took my phone out. It was from Natalie.

"Hello?" I answered.

*Scriiiitch*

"Hang on, I can't hear you." I looked at my phone. One teensy piece of a bar. I got up and started looking for a hot spot, not really paying attention, until I found myself with three bars, sitting next to none other than Draco Malfoy.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked.

"Mind your own business!" I snapped. "Hello? Okay, yeah, I can hear you."

"It's Cassandra. She'd going out with Derek! Can you believe it? He broke up with me a week ago and she's already pounced on him!"

"Oh, Natalie, you can't be mad at her for that," I started.

"Why not? That's against, like, the Bro-Code or something!" she said defiantly.

"Listen, Natalie, I know it was rude of her, and I'm going to have a talk with her later, but you need to forgive her. I mean, if he broke up with you, he wasn't good enough for you in the first place, so he shouldn't matter."

"I know, Hermione, but it still hurts," she said, the last word breaking with a small sob.

"I know, honey, it's okay to hurt. Tell me everything." I said, recognizing my motherly position in the group. As I listened to her describe the events of the past week, I looked over at Malfoy, who was staring at me incredulously. I put my hand over the receiver so Natalie couldn't hear.

"What, never seen a cell phone before?" I snapped. He looked confused. Then it dawned on me. He really hasn't seen a cell phone before! My hand fell off the receiver and I nearly fell off the bench laughing.

"It's not funny, Hermione!"

"No! Natalie! I'm sorry! I wasn't laughing at you!" I said, still fighting off little chuckles.

"Why? What happened? Is it that Ron kid?"

"Nope! In my search for service, I've bravely gone where no Gryffindor has gone before!"

"Where?"

"The Slytherin table!" I hissed dramatically.

"Aw, for me? There wasn't any service at the Gryffindor table?"

"Nope."

"Sooo . . . was Cassandra right? Are you thinking about how sexy they really are?" I smiled and looked briefly at Malfoy, but my gaze held. My jaw dropped as I studied him; he had scooted away from me, and Blaise was whispering something in his ear, both of them looking at me like I was a mad women. From this proximity, his hair wasn't white; it was platinum blonde. His eyes weren't grey, they were silver. And his body wasn't scrawny, it was long and elegant. His hands were large, but proportional, with long graceful fingers. I stopped myself before I could examine his face further.

"OMG CASSANDRA WAS RIGHT! THAT DIRTY PSYCHIC! I HAVE TO GO!" I shouted.

"Wait wh-" I cut her off and ran to my room. When I got there, I screamed into my pillow and attempted to suffocate myself, but my physical needs got the better of me. Ginny and Luna came in.

"What happened? Are you okay? Are your friends okay?" Ginny asked worriedly.

"Ginny! I'm doomed! Cassandra was right! I looked up and I just started thinking . . ." Ginny didn't seem disturbed.

"Oh, I know, that Blaise is a looker. And Theo's not bad either." She admitted.

"Blaise? Oh, yeah, I guess. But I wasn't looking at Blaise."

"Who, then?" Luna asked.

"Draco Malfoy." I threw my face into my pillow again, but I could hear Ginny fall into a fit of giggles.

"Seriously? Oh, Hermione, you really are doomed! You'll end up in St. Mungo's if you go on like that!"

Sorry it was so short but I was in a writing frenzy! I couldn't get my thoughts down fast enough! But all good things must come to an end and all good writers must go to sleep.