I know this chapter took a long time, and I figured I had to update soon because a certain someone (you know who you are) said they would find me, kill me, and get this chapter if I didn't update soon. lol. Well here it is!

And thank you to all my other reviewers! There were sooooo many. And now to the story. In this chapter you learn more about Kara.

For the next week or so both Draco and Hermione avoided each other. Neither actually minded of course because neither wanted to confront the other about what was going on between them. Halloween came and went without fuss and November settled in.

Hermione was currently taking a walk out on the grounds on sunny Thursday afternoon. She enjoyed the 'crunch' of the leaves beneath her feet. She knew she couldn't avoid Malfoy forever, nor did she want to. After much contemplation on the subject she decided to confront him after dinner that night. Hopefully he would tell her how he felt about her. She knew she liked him, but did he like her? She sighed, thinking of just how stupid that question was. Of course he liked her. He kept kissing her and stuff...right? That had to mean something. She shook her head, pushing Draco and their complicated relationship from her mind.

On to another subject. Blaise. Merlin he was getting annoying. If he wasn't loitering outside their portrait he was convincing Kara to come visit him. And that did not work for her. One day, for instance, he had convinced Kara to visit him in the Slytherin common room when Hermione was in the Gryffindor common room visiting Harry and Ron. When she had come back, Kara was not there, so she knocked on the portrait hoping Draco could hear her. It turned out that Draco was in the shower and couldn't hear her banging. She had waiting outside for almost a half hour before Draco heard her and let her in. The problem was whenever they confronted Blaise about Kara he pretended like he didn't even know who she was.

And if all of that wasn't enough Dumbledore had sent an owl to herself and Draco, saying they needed to finish up their plans for the Winter Ball by the end of the week, because the ball would be held at the beginning of December. Problem was they had never even started! So now she had all of two days two plan the Winter Ball with Draco and she wasn't even speaking with him.

Being so wrapped up in her thoughts she hadn't realized someone was calling her name.

"Hermione!" said Ron as he grabbed onto her arm.

"What?" she said shaking herself out of her thoughts.

"Just wondering if you were okay. You look kinda upset."

"No Ron, I'm not upset. More like distressed. I need to plan the entire Winter Ball with Draco in the next two days." she sighed.

"Why are you upset about that? I thought you had a...you know...a thing for him." He saw her smile at his words.

"I do. But I don't really know what's going on between us and I definitely don't want to talk to him about it, but I have to because if I don't then I might not ever know what it would be like to be with him, and he's really sweet and all but what if he doesn't want me to be his girlfriend. Like what if he doesn't want to be 'tied down'. All I want is a healthy relationship because Merlin only knows that I need one. And what if this opportunity never comes along again? What if I need to tell him how I feel today or I'll never get the chance again! What then Ron? What then!" Ron opened his mouth to speak but Hermione cut him off. "I'll tell you what then, I'm going to be miserable! I'll grow up a lonely old lady with a hundred cats! I don't want a hundred cats! All I want is Crookshanks. Can't I just have Crookshanks? Huh Ron? huh? Answer me!" she finished almost hysterically.

"I umm...think I got the gist of that...umm. It sounds to me like you should just tell him how you feel? I think. I was never good at this mushy stuff." he said apologetically.

Hermione sighed.

"I'm sorry Ron. I know you must think I'm going crazy right." again Ron opened his mouth to say something but again Hermione cut him off.

"That was a rhetorical question Ron, don't answer it." Ron nodded.

"Come on Mione, I'll walk you back to the castle." he put his arm loosely around her shoulders as they walked back.

Draco was sitting in the Slytherin common room talking to Blaise. The common room was empty save a few second years and Blaise and himself.

Alright Blaise I'm gonna this this one more time: What is going on between you and my portrait?"

"Nothing Draco I told you. And she's not just a portrait, she has a name!...not that I know what it is."

Draco sighed. He just wasn't cooperating.

"'Ello my darling. How are you today?" Suddenly Blaise's head snapped toward the empty portrait that was no longer so empty. Kara was standing there with her snake wrapped around her arms, a look of pure shock plastered on her face. Draco smirked. I got you now Blaise...

"So you don't know her name, eh?" Blaise made a sort of growling noise.

"I em zo, zo, zo zorry Blazey, I thought you would be alone." Blaise sighed.

"It's okay Kara bear, he had already figured it out." Kara bear? What the hell kinda nickname is that? And Blazey?

"What...how...when?" Draco was definitely at a loss for words.

"Just because you know we are together, doesn't mean that we want to talk to you about it."

"Whatever." then a thought came to his mind. "Umm Kara? You might want to get back to the portrait, Hermione should be coming back soon." Kara nodded and blew a kiss to Blaise before she left.

"She's a portrait! How do you...you know...do anything with her. How do you kiss?" he asked bewildered.

"We don't kiss. Not really anyway. Nothing more than blowing each other a kiss." Draco's brows knitted together. "And it's not like we don't do anything." Blaise smirked. Draco's lip curled in disgust. What on earth could he do with a portrait?

"What do you mean? What can you do with a portrait?" Blaise smirked again and leaned forward, closer to Draco.

"We talk. About everything." he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"Oh." mumbled Draco. Then he grinned mischievously. "Gotcha."

"But we don't only...you know...talk dirty..(here he grinned again)..but we talk about other things. You know? We actually have a lot in common. We talk about everything. Stay up into the early morning hours just talking. It's great."

Draco shook his head. He knew he liked Hermione, but if he ever ended up like this he would Avada himself.

Blaise sighed again and sat back against the couch. "Wanna know her story?" he asked.

Draco nodded slowly, not really sure if he wanted to hear it or not.

"Well a long time ago there was this girl named Emily. She lived in France and went to Beauxbatons. She had no friends whatsoever. Actually she was pretty resented. You know, the girl everyone picked on. Like Eloise Midget or whatever. Anyway after she graduated she became a teacher at Hogwarts. Again, she was not the favorite. But she was an artist. So she painted herself a best friend. Kara. She taught Kara everything she taught her students. She was the potions professor by the way. Well after Emily died, Kara became the portrait for the heads room. And well you know the rest." said Blaise. Draco nodded absentmindedly.

"Well, I'm going to get going now. See you later."

"Ok." said Blaise.

When Draco got back to the common room, Hermione was sitting on the couch with her arms crossed and a pile of parchment on the table in front of her.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"We need to start with the planning."

"Oh." he wasn't disappointed, but he knew they were in for a long night. "Then lets get started." She nodded.

"Hey Ron do you know where Neville is?" Asked Harry.

"No, why?"

"Well, he was borrowed my Transfiguration book and I need it back." Explained Harry.

"Well just find him on," Here he lowered his voice. "you know, your map." Harry nodded and went to retrieve the Map.

"Hey Ron where's Harry?" asked Ginny sitting down next to her brother.

"He just went to get his Map. He wants to know where Neville is."

"Oh." she said almost dreamily. Ron have her a funny look but dismissed any thought because Harry had come back down that stairs. He opened up the Map and both Ron and Ginny tried to help him find Neville.

"Oh." Said Ginny pointing to a spot on the map. "He's in the library."

"What the-" Ron, Harry, and Ginny all leaned in to get a closer look at the map.

"What is Hermione doing?" asked Ron as they watched the two dots in the Heads Common Room. Slowly the dot labeled Draco Malfoy moved to cover the dot labeled Hermione Granger completely as if it was only one dot.

"Oh my god."



They all cried at once.

Draco rolled off of Hermione, struggling to catch his breath. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked at Hermione. She too was breathing hard. She looked at him and smiled. He smiled back.

"So are we going to do things my way or not?" He asked with his famous smirk in place.

"Not." she said defiantly.

"Fine...Do we have to do this again?"

"No, no, no, no, once was enough."

"I don't think it was." he said straddling her waist.

"No, Draco, seriously stop." she said trying to fake a serious face, but was failing miserably.

"No my dear, we're going to do this my way." He said as he began to tickle her again.

"No! Come on Draco STOP!" she shouted, but continued to laugh.

"Oh! Come on my stomach is starting to hurt." He stopped and put his hands on either side of her head. "So are we going to go with the floating candles?"

"Yes." she said propping herself on her elbows so her face was inches from his.

"No!" he said. "It's too mushy and romantic."

"It should be romantic! You have no heart."

"I do too!" he gestured toward his chest. "It's somewhere in this area."

Hermione smiled up at him. "Get off of me."

He climbed off of her and sat back down near her feet.

"Alright, alright, we'll have the floating candles."

"Great." She said sitting up next to him. "I guess that means we're done!"

"Yeah." he collected all the parchment into one pile. "That leaves us some time to do something else."

"In your dreams." she said standing up.

"Yeah, we'll see about that." He too stood up.

"Well I'm going to bed. It's been a long day."


They both stood, staring at each other. I mean what were they suppose to do? Kiss each other? Hermione was stuck. If she kissed him would he kiss her back? Well that was a stupid question of course he would, he was a guy. But were they at that relationship stage where they kiss each other goodnight? Now she was getting confused. And by the look on his face he was getting a kick out of this.

"You're thinking too much." he stated.

"No I'm not. In fact I'm not thinking at all. My mind is totally blank." he nodded and stepped toward her. He took her face in his hand and kissed her. And that's when her mind went blank.

When he pulled away she breathed in deep. He smiled and rested his forehead against hers.

"Now who's getting all romantic?" He smiled.

"Good night." he whispered kissing her on the cheek.

"Yeah." Blindly she made her way to her room for a very good night sleep.

"Draco come on we have to get to Dumbledore's and give him all this 'Winter Ball' stuff."

"Yeah, Yeah I'm coming. And good morning to you too." he said obviously annoyed.

"Let's go." There walk to Dumbledore's was silent as well as quick.

"Come in." Called Dumbledore. Draco, in mid-knock, put his arm down.

"Good morning Miss Granger, Mr. Malfoy. Ahh! Are those the Winter Ball plans?"

"Yes they are sir." Hermione handed him the papers and took a seat in front of his desk.

"Well everything here seems simply marvelous. I love the floating candles."

Draco snorted.

"Well, I'm going to leave it up to you both to spread the news of the Ball. Can you do that?" They both nodded.

"Good. Very good. Then you are dismissed."

Back in the common room Draco was working up the nerve to do something incredibly stupid.

"Hey Granger?"

Hermione turned around, half way up the stairs leading to her room.


"You got a date yet?"

"Why? Are you asking me?" she slowly made her way back down the steps.

"I didn't say that." She smiled anyway.

"Well if you're not asking me then I'll have to find someone else." She started up the stairs again...Three...two...one...

"Ok, ok you win. Will you go with me?"

"Well...I'll have to think about it." she said trying to make a quick getaway up the stairs, but Draco caught her from behind before she made it to the top.

"You'll have to think about it?" he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"You'll have to think about going with the Draco Malfoy? Most girls would kill to be in your place right now."

"...on your shoulder?" she asked.

He laughed and threw her down onto the couch.

"Well? Are you gonna go with me?" he pouted. He was so cute when he did that.

She sighed dramatically. "Fine."

He sat down on the couch at her feet. She bent her knees so he could sit closer. Suddenly he laughed out loud.

"What?" She asked sitting up on her elbows.

He looked at her with his all to familiar cocky grin. "Nice knickers." She gasped and sat up shutting her legs tightly. "Perv!"

He moved her legs so they were over his lap. Then he moved his lips until they were over hers. When he pulled away she was smiling like a shy little girl. He moved to kiss her again, but she moved off of his lap.

"Well I'm going to go finish some homework." He watched her walk all the way to her room.

Well...That was something...

A/N: Well ok there's another chapter. I am soooooooo sorry for the delay. Two reasons for it: One, My first day of school is tomorrow and for the past few weeks I've been getting school stuff. And Two, I'm sorry to say this but I'm losing interest in Harry Potter. ducks Don't hurt me! I WILL finish this story! I've loved too many story only to have them not finished. I hate it and I know all of you probably hate it too. Anyway, next chapter is gonna be the Winter Ball. I'll try to get it up before the month is up. lol.

Ok One more thing, I didn't read this chapter through because I really wanted to get it up and it's pretty late(and I have to get up early tomorrow) so sorry for any mistakes.