A/N: Thank you to everyone who said this was a good story!

hobytlah: Yes, I think it is funny that I said he had the best grades and behaviour, because of course I am funny (j/k!).

Pottyaboutharry: Thank you for your compliments! And about Hermione with the blue.maybe we will just have to force Emma Watson to dye some of her hair blue, because now that you mention it, I can't picture Hermione with blue in her hair either!

Annunwilwarin: You will find out what the password means later. You are right thought, it is something, something, other. I was watching Moulin Rouge at the time and it seemed very romantic for Draco and Hermione, so I went with that. As a matter of fact, I am watching it now.

resilver15: Thank you very much! I am writing the next chapter right now!

Antiope: Ah, yes, thank you for leaving him to us "younger girls" even though I am just 3 years younger! No, really, the less competition, the better, because they will be less disappointed when I marry him (**j/k**.sorta)!

Princess Story Writer: You no snog, I snog. He is mine to snog! J/k! Sorta.

MiChA: Thank you, I was hoping it would be good!

Disclaimer: My Draco! Mine! Well, no, he and the characters belong to that lucky millionaire J.K. Rowling. And the song.I forget who originally wrote it, but my dad sings it in the car when I play it and it drives me mad!

Chapter 2

They kissed. Very nice kiss, if you ask me. No tongue. It lasted for about 30 seconds.

"So, how was I?" Hermione asked Draco. "Very good," he said, "Have you been taking classes?" "Yes, as a matter of fact I have," she said sarcastically. 'Wowsers! She is good!' he thought. 'Mm, mm, nice," she thought to herself. "So, I guess we should go to bed now?" Hermione suggested. "No," Draco said, "It's only 10:30!" "Ok. You want to try that snogging thing again?" she asked playfully. "Ok," he said. She knocked him down on the couch. They kissed for about a half an hour. "Mm, that was lovely," she said, "And now it is bedtime." "Can't we stay together?" Draco asked. When he was with her, it was like some part of him inside was normally empty was filled. "Erm.I don't know. That does seem quite wrong, doesn't it? I mean, that is considered sleeping together, which we don't want to do," she said. "Ah, but how do you know we don't?" he asked. "Jesus, Draco. Have you become a snog-a-holic?" she asked as he tried to kiss her. "I am afraid so," he said. "Well, could you please stop?" she asked nicely. "Alright," he said. Hermione got nice and comfy in Draco's arms. He began to sing, "You Belong To Me" in a surprisingly good voice (A/N: Those English guys have sexy singing voices [i.e. Ewan McGregor!])

"See the pyramids along the Nile

Watch the sun rise

From the tropic isle

Just remember darling

All the while

You belong to me

See the market place

In old Algiers

Send me photographs and souvenirs

Just remember

When a dream appears

You belong to me

And I'll be so alone without you

Maybe you'll be lonesome too

Fly the ocean

In a silver plane

See the jungle

When it's wet with rain

Just remember till

You're home again

You belong to me

Oh I'll be so alone without you

Maybe you'll be lonesome too

Fly the ocean

In a silver plane

See the jungle

When it's wet with rain

Just remember till

You're home again

You belong to me," (A/N: I luuuuurrrrrve that song!)

"Night," Hermione said, as she drifted to sleep.

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The next morning, Hermione awoke to find herself on Draco's chest. 'Ergh, why did I have to let him do this?' she asked herself, 'But it is quite comfy.' "Draco, Draco wake up," she said, as she was trapped in his arms, which were kind of suffocating her. He opened his eyes "I'm up!" he shouted. "Maybe we should get to our meeting with Dumbledore, as it's in 30 minutes?" Hermione suggested in a forceful way. "Good idea!" Draco exclaimed. They ran into their rooms and got dressed. Hermione, in a black Independent muscle tank and black pleather pants (A/N: my outfit 4 today!), Draco in a gray Element shirt and a black Independent sweater over it, and gray pants. (A/N: Some of my favorite brands. Too many of these A/N's aren't there? But I luuuuurrrrrve talking!) They both went outside and ran down to Dumbledore's office. They came to the gargoyle and said "Chocolate Banana!" and ran up the stairs to his office, and knocked. Dumbledore opened the office doors to the wind-blown seventeen-year-olds and let them in. "I trust that you two had a good nights sleep?" he asked. "Uh-huh," they both said. "Are either of you planning auditioning for the musical tomorrow?" he asked. "I am," they said at the same time. "Good, good. That is all very well. Have either of you visited Hagrid yet?" he asked. "Erm.no," they said. "Ah, well, take a look out of the window at our new addition to the facilities," he said as he led them to the window. They looked out and saw the lawn, part of the lake, Hagrid's hut, a paddock, a jumping arena-wait, what? A paddock? A jumping arena? Plus a dressage ring and a stable. "Notice any changes?" Dumbledore asked. "Yes! Yes! I love riding! I love it I love it I love it!" Hermione shrieked in delight. Hermione had been riding on vacation a couple of times and taken a few lessons in dressage and jumping. She loved it. She had had a special relationship with one of the horses she had ridden; Seabreeze (A/N: My little Arab mare!). But Seabreeze had been shipped to Canada to be part of a breeding program. Then Hermione had received the awful news that the plane had crashed north of Ontario. Just the thought of this brought tears to Hermione's eyes. "So, when do we ride?" Hermione asked, trying to take the awful thought out of her mind. "On Monday in your Care Of Magical Creatures class," Dumbledore said. "Awesome. My family has a stallion and three mares; we breed Welsh Ponies," Draco said. "Well, anyways, moving off horses," Dumbledore said, "We have the Winter Ball to organize. I want it to be planned by the end of November. That way, you won't have to worry about it too late into the holiday season." "Ok, ok, can I go ride now?" Hermione asked, expecting a no. "Of course. You can ride one of the horses with a red nameplate; those are the advanced horses," he said, "the tack is in the tack room, and helmets are with them. By the way, some of the horses are unicorns or winged horses." "Great! Thank you!" Hermione said as she grabbed Draco's hand, and pulled him with her down the stairs, and all the way to the stables. She stopped running just as she came to the stable. Then she walked down to the red section; she saw a nameplate that caught her eye. Seabreeze. She walked slowly up to the stall, her eyes fixed on the nameplate. She ran her fingers over it, as if trying to comprehend what she was seeing. She looked up at the horse. It looked exactly like her Seabreeze; bay 14.2 hand mare, with the sweetest face. She took the mare's halter off of the wall and opened up the stall door. She slipped the halter onto the mare's head then let her sniff her hand. She licked it. There was no doubt in Hermione's mind; this was her Seabreeze. She clipped on the lead and led the horse to the tack room and got a lunge line. She clipped it on Seabreeze and put the lead back where the line was (A/N: I am so sorry all you not horse people. You have no clue what I'm talking about!). She took her out to the paddock, forgetting that Draco was following her. She went into the paddock and closed the gate. Oh, good, it was circular. She unclipped the lunge line. Seabreeze knew what was going on. They had done this many times before; Join Up. A way of communicating to a horse that it can trust you. Earning a horse's trust. (A/N: This is a real thing I do it with my mare almost every day.) She flicked the line in Seabreeze's direction and the mare automatically started to canter in a circle around her. Hermione stood with her shoulders squared to the mare, staring her in the eyes. After Seabreeze circled a couple of times, Hermione saw the mare's ears flicking towards her; the first sign of Join Up. She reversed directions and after a couple of circles that way, Hermione saw Seabreeze start to lick and chew the air, and drop her head. Hermione turned, her back about 45 degrees to Seabreeze. She waited, and then felt a warm breath on the back of her neck. She turned around and saw Seabreeze behind her. She petted the mare's head, being careful not to look in her eyes, because that tells her "Away!" Hermione ran her hands all over Seabreeze, touching all the sensitive parts where she couldn't see. Seabreeze didn't even flinch. Now the final test; would Seabreeze follow? Hermione walked a couple feet away. Seabreeze stayed right behind her. Then she walked over some ground poles. Seabreeze still followed. It was Join Up!

"Wow!" said Draco, "That was so awesome!" "Yeah, it was," Hermione said, stroking Seabreeze. "Draco, do you think it's possible that this is my horse, the one I thought was dead?" she asked. "Anything is possible," he said. "This is her. This is my old mare," she said. "You think?" Draco asked. "I know," Hermione said. "So, should we ride?" he asked. "Good idea. Go get a horse and tack, and come out here," Hermione instructed. Then she went and got tack for herself-a jumping saddle, a bridle, and a saddle pad. She put it all on very quickly, and went outside and waited for Draco. When he came out he was leading a big, 17-hand (A/N: hands is how you measure a horse. 17 is really big) dappled-gray stallion. He gave Hermione a leg-up and then mounted the gigantic horse easily. 'This guy knows what he's doing,' Hermione thought. "Where do we ride?" he asked. "Let's warm up in the dressage ring," Hermione suggested. "Ok," he agreed. They walked over to the dressage ring and walked the horses around, then did a couple circles, trotted, and cantered. "Where to now?" she asked. "The jumping ring," he said. They went into the ring and trotted some ground poles. Then they decided to go a bit higher with 3-foot jumps. They did a simple course and Hermione decided to jump a bit-well, no, a lot- higher. She raised the pole to a double height. She knew Seabreeze could jump it. And if Seabreeze could do it, so could she. "Are you sure you can jump that high?" Draco asked. "Of course," Hermione said, not as sure of her self as she had sounded. She cantered over a 3-foot, than a 4-foot, and then-Seabreeze cantered towards the jump. Hermione was in position to jump when Seabreeze stopped and sent Hermione flying into the jump.

A/N: Sorry I got so horsey!!! I ride (a lot) and Seabreeze is my little mare. I saw this (getting knocked into a 6-foot jump) happen to a friend of mine. What happened to her.wasn't good. She was in the hospital for quite some time. I don't want to give away what happens to Hermione though.