Thank you everyone who has reviewed the story.

There was a review that stated some confusion on the story, so i guess that i have a few things to clean up for you guys. 1. I may have said hermione had rent due, but owned a house. i changed mymind halfway through the chapter, so she owns a house and the bills for 'rent' can be classed as utility bills or ignored :)

2. When i said that ginny called hermoine ugly, it wasn't because she was a bad friend, it was like sarcastic 'your ugly' kinda jokes.

3. Lupin went to Draco to ask for hermione's interview,because he knew that Hermione would be dissapointed with herself if she just quit. so he did it to be nice and now everything is working out for the best :) well, for now.

Please read and review. :) x

I leave Sirius in the back garden and I return to the burrow. Sirius doesn't join us and when I leave to go home, I start to feel the guilt crawling through my body. It starts in the back of my mind, but by the time that I step out of the floo in my living room and shut the grate, it has almost consumed me.

Maybe I was too hard on him. Maybe a firm hand wasn't what he needed. No, I reassure myself, this is what he needs! He needs to know that there is no other way!

I pick up Parsley who is sitting on one of my feet and I curl him into my lap. I don't really remember falling asleep. But I wake when there is a beeping... The phone. I stretch, standing up and walking over to it. It stops ringing before I can make it and it's way too early to go ringing people back, so I decide to drop it and instead I make my way to my actual bed and curl up under my purple duvet.

The next time I wake up it is eight and I am ready to start the day. I find a cream coloured, above the knee dress and a black pair of heels and bring them into the bathroom with me so that I can get ready for the day ahead.

I emerge from the bathroom - pretty proud with the change (My bed head is not something that anyone should ever, EVER see!) - and march to the grate, grabbing a black blazer on the way out.

When I arrive at work, I notice that there are a lot less people than usual, which is strange. Then I look at my watch and realise that it is half eight. How can I be here so early? I could have watch that episode of Miranda that I missed last night! I have half a mind to floo back home and take my well deserved half an hour of morning time, but Draco Malfoy rounds the corner and I just can't turn around and leave - though I do have half a mind to. "Malfoy." I think my voice sounds pretty genuine, even though I am pining for a lost half an hour. "Good morning."

"Oh, Granger, good." He smiles and wraps a hand around my waist, leaving no room for argument. I am going where Draco Malfoy wants me to go. And I have no choice in the matter. Not that I really mind. He is looking particularly dashing this morning. Snap out of it HERMIONE! I reprimand myself when I catch my thoughts straying into a dodgy area and I stop admiring the size of his biceps. This is not good.

"Granger, I had a look at those contracts and they look fine," He smiles and I nod, telling him that he should be congratulating Pansy on a job well done not me and I make to walk away, but I don't get half a step before he clenches my arm and pulls me back round. "Granger!" I look up at him, even with my heels, the crown of my forehead just about meets his eyebrows and I feel dreadfully short.

"Malfoy," I say and I pull away again, turning and making to leave.

His voice turns as steely as his eyes, "Don't make me call you again, Granger."

I take note of the warning in his voice and I spin back to look at him, my heels clicking on the wooden flooring of his office which is where we have ended up. "You may leave now, Granger."

Curses begin flooding into my head, one after the other, in a file all ready to jump out of my mouth and strangle Draco Malfoy for being such an arse. But I censor my mouth and decide to settle with a harsh look and the sound of my retreating heels.

I fall through the door into my office, clutching my head in my hands and gripping my hair in my hands. Not good. Not. Good. NOT. GOOD! "I just thought that Draco Malfoy was hot." I sink into my chair and put my head between my legs, that is what they say you should do it you are feeling sick. I think I'm almost there!

There is a click and the smash of the door on the handle. "You what?" Pansy walks through the door, shutting it behind herself, but not before looking out and checking to make sure that Theo and Kevin were no way in sight.

"Why are you here?" I ask, "It's eight thirty in the morning!"

Pansy flips her sleek hair over her shoulder and paces in front of me. "Hermione, as you employee, I'm scared to be honest with you."

"Don't be." I tell her and motioning for her to continue, I need to hear this. I need to have any feelings of attraction to Draco Malfoy, however small, squashed down inside me. Far, far down, until I can't feel them.

That's it today. school started last week and I haven't had time to write, but this is Hermione's first achnowledgement of her attraction. I hope it doesn't seem rushed. don't take it like she is in love with him. we are far, far off from that. this is like a schoolgirl crush. well, he is Draco Malfoy ;)

Please review, even though it is a super small chapter :)