Hello, Lovelies! Thank you for the kind words and those who saved my story, it means a lot that you like it. As before this story is based on the movie '10 things I hate about you'. As for my readers who left kind words to me:

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Author's note: Thank you to the lovely safewordisdevilsnare for the amazing cover photo! To CJRed and thedarklordherself for always being my beta/alphas when I need them! I wanted to keep the original song from the movie and update the words to the poem to fit more into Dramione.

Disclaimer: I only own my imagination and Thomas Felton (In my head!)

Chapter 2

When eight o'clock rolled around, Blaise heard a pop and grabbed a glass for Draco. "Hey mate, here have a drink."

Draco sighed dramatically as he took the glass and put it on the table. "I will be drinking from the bottle." He grabbed the bottle and put it to his lips, taking a gulp.

"Is it that bad Drake, What happened?" Blaise looked concerned and drank from his glass.

"Well my parents are trying to force Astoria on me, and I told them no already. I have a good Quidditch career going and do not want to think about marriage for a long time." He sat there in thought as he nursed the firewhisky bottle. "They gave me one year to find a girlfriend, or they would disown me."

Blaise looked shocked but sat quiet, "I can set you on a blind date if you want. Slow down on that bottle; I only have three of them right now."

Draco looked at the bottle of firewhisky and smirked, "I can handle my alcohol mate, you know that. If you are going to try to set me up with Granger then no." He finished off the bottle and leant back on the couch.

"I know you like her Draco; you blush every time you see her." Blaise laughed as he was glared at.

"I do not, and I just don't know what to say. Granger always snaps at me, so I just don't talk to her." He looked in thought as he remembered the time he tried to get on her good side.

Draco had been invited by Potter to his house for Pansy and his engagement party. He had become good friends with Harry because Pansy forced them to hang out. After the third time hanging out he realised that Harry wasn't that that bad and they became fast friends. The night of his engagement party was like every other party he attended with them, and he knew Hermione would be there.

Hermione had been standing next to Harry when Draco walked over to congratulate him. "What is he doing here?" She said disgustedly as she finished off her wine.

"I'm here to congratulate the couple, is that a problem Granger?" Draco was getting annoyed. He had tried to talk to her every time the group hung out.

"Get away Malfoy, I was talking to Harry, and you interrupted." She glared at him before turning back towards Harry.

Harry looked at them and rolled his eyes, "I will catch up to you later Malfoy, and you Hermione need to stop." He looked at her seriously after Draco walked away.

Later that night, Hermione sat alone and was drinking on the couch. Draco sat next to her after consuming an unknown amount of liquor. "Granger,"

"Malfoy,"

"Why are you alone? I would have thought you would be mingling."

"I needed a break, Blaise forced me to dance and then Viktor took over."

Draco didn't like to hear that Viktor danced with her, he just didn't understand why. "Why won't you give me a chance to show you I changed?"

"You would be lying to me, I learned not to trust you and I still don't. I will never stop hating you." She spat as she looked at him.

"Look Granger; even your precious Potter forgave me. Why are you so difficult?"

She lifted her hand and slapped him, leaving a red handprint on his face. "I told you I hate you, so don't talk to me." She stood up and left as he rubbed his cheek.

That night had been when he realised his mission was to get Hermione to become friends with him. He stroked his cheek and went to grab another bottle. "Besides mother wouldn't approve of her, so there is no reason to like her." Draco hid his face he opened the second bottle and drank from it.

After he finished the second bottle off an hour later, he was pissed and started to slur his words slightly. "She is beautiful, I could get any witch but they aren't as beautiful as her." He said as he started to get tired.

"Mate, you are drunk, do you even know what you are saying?" Blaise laughed as he finished off the last bottle of firewhisky.

"N-no I'm not, I can stand up still." Draco attempted to stand up and fell back onto the couch unbalanced. "Fuck, I am. What was I saying earlier?" His eyes were glazed and he laid back on the sofa.

Blaise smirked and knew it was the right time to probe for information. "You said you liked Granger, and then you started to fall asleep."

Draco laughed too hard and began to cough, "She is beautiful isn't she, the way her curls bounce when she walks. I can only look from afar, and she hates me." He pouted as he closed his eyes and started to fall asleep.

"Go sleep in the guest room, don't you have a game tomorrow?" Blaise asked as he stood up and walked over to Draco.

"Hmm Oh I do, this blanket smells good. I can floo home." Draco said as he hugged onto the blanket and yawned. He tried to sit up and felt sick and almost threw up.

Blaise grabbed the blanket from him and laughed when he pouted, "You're too pissed to head home. You can stay here and head back in the morning. This is Hermione's blanket, and she wouldn't want you to vomit on her stuff."

Draco finally was able to sit up and snatched the blanket back, smelling it before holding it. "No it's mine, it smells good."

"Whatever you say Draco, let me help you to the guest room so you can sleep. Let's hope you don't remember tonight or you will kill me." Blaise laughed as he helped Draco to the room, making sure he made it to the bed.

He fell onto the bed and snuggled up, holding the blanket. "Mmm Hermione smells so good." He passed out and his dreams were filled with the smell of Vanilla and roses, Hermione's face making an appearance. He smiled in his sleep as Blaise removed the blanket and went to his room to lay down.

The next morning, Draco woke up with a throbbing headache. "Fuck, how much did I drink last night?" He sat up and looked at the clock. It read seven o clock. He knew he had to be on the pitch by ten so he took his time to stand up.

When Blaise saw Draco walking down the stairs, he smirked and held out a potion. "Take this, so you don't have a hangover at your game."

"You are a lifesaver Blaise, How much did I drink last night?" Draco downed the potion and sat down with his head in his hands. "I can't remember anything."

"Two large bottles of firewhisky, you don't remember anything?" Blaise asked curiously.

Draco lifted his head up and tilted it, "No, what happened? I remember you talking about setting me up on a blind date and nothing after that. I had been drinking all day." He smiled sheepishly.

Blaise gave him a cup of water and smirked, "You would kill me if you knew, I will keep it to myself. Drink up then go head to your game. I think Hermione is coming with us today to watch."

"I don't care who you bring, especially not Granger. She will be cheering for the other team anyway." Draco finished his water and stood up disapparating to his flat.

"I have to tell Pansy about this, and she did make a bet with me." Blaise went to his room to get dressed and head to Pansy's house.

When he came through the fireplace, he walked towards the kitchen and smelled something good. "That smells good; I didn't know you were going to be here." Blaise walked over to the counter and laughed.

Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled, "I told you I was going to the game with you guys. I always cheer for the opposite team when he's playing. Besides, if he gets hurt I want to be there when it happens."

"I hope you don't wish my best friend gets hurt; I might be upset with you then." Blaise looked serious, "I came here to talk to Pansy before we left, I will be back." He left the room to look for Pansy.

"He can't be mad at me, I hate Malfoy and would love to see him hurt." Hermione continued making breakfast as Blaise found Pansy in her office.

Pansy grinned when she saw Blaise, "Guess what Blaise, I discovered Theo was talking to Ginny."

"Theo likes Ginny? I told him not to talk to her." Blaise looked annoyed and leant against the wall. "First Hermione wants Draco to get hurt at his game and now Theo likes Ginny."

"Well, Draco is one of the best seekers and will be okay. Why do you care, do you like Ginny?" Pansy asked as she cleaned up the papers on her desk before standing up.

Blaise sighed, "Yes and she already knows, I asked her to go with me to the reunion."

Pansy looked surprised and smirked, "Why didn't you tell me? I could have pushed her to talk to you."

"I can do it on my own, and it will be okay. I came here to talk about what I found out last night. Draco got drunk and finally admitted something to me." Blaise smirked before standing by the door.

"Tell me, is it the Hermione thing? I need to know if I won the bet or not." Pansy looked excited and put her wand in her pocket.

Blaise nodded before smiling, "He repeated twice that he thought she was beautiful and he fell asleep cuddling with her blanket. Draco said it smelled good and he had to sleep with it."

Pansy squealed before holding her hand out, "You owe me ten galleons now, I told you he liked her. Did he remember telling you this last night?"

"No he didn't remember when he woke up, and you only won because I said he loved her." He handed her ten galleons and opened the door. "We can't tell Hermione or Draco that we know, that includes your husband. He will tell Hermione if he found out."

"Thank you for the money, and I will not be telling Harry. He can't keep a secret to save his life." Pansy laughed as they walked towards the kitchen.

Breakfast went by quietly before they headed to the pitch and sat in the VIP seats. They loved being able to get special seating because of Draco being on the team. "There he is!" Pansy said excitedly. She always loved watching him play Quidditch.

The VIP seats gave them the perfect view of the game, after consuming too much alcohol, Hermione was relaxed and smirking. "Blaise, I think you suck." She hiccuped and stood up leaning against the railing.

"And why would you think that? I am the best person here, no offence Pansy." Blaise laughed and attempted to pull her back, so she didn't fall.

Pansy snickered as she watched Hermione narrowing her eyes towards Blaise. "You keep trying to get me to date Malfoy, and I told you I don't want to." Hermione turned back towards the game and cheered for the other team as they scored a goal.

"You do realise we are cheering on the Phoenix team right?" He pulled her back as she huffed and turned in his arms to face him.

"I will not cheer him on," Hermione glared as he laughed at her, she could smell his minty fresh breath on her cheek.

Pansy had been caught up watching the game, Draco had seen the snitch and was about to catch it. As he caught it and held his hand in the air, he turned towards his team.

Hermione's features softened as she noticed he stopped paying attention to her ranting and that he was watching the game. She had never been this close to him and ran her fingers along his jaw. This caused him to turn his head abruptly and look at her worried.

"The game is over and you drank too much," He was about to let her go when she kissed him before pulling away rather quickly. Blaise stood there shocked and looked at her with pity.

"I didn't mean it, I...I thought you were someone else for a minute." She blushed and went to the cabinet on the wall, pulling out a sober up potion and downing it.

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