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Short recap:

Harry and Ron sneaked into the Slytherin dorms and found out Draco fancies Hermione. Hermione is under the effect of a love potion. Draco confesses his love for Hermione at breakfast. They are now together. Hermione and Ron used to be together. Draco fell off a broom. Blaise was locked into a toilet. Hermione has a plan. Yes, I am too lazy to write a new recap.



Chapter 7: Getting to know each other

Draco Malfoy woke up with a pounding headache. Actually his whole body felt like it had been run over by a hippo, or Goyle, or something. He tried sitting up.

"I really don't think that's a good idea".

Wait. There was someone else there with him? Someone who sounded exactly like…


She smiled at him. Smiled. She never smiled at him. Draco couldn't believe it!

"You look shocked" she half asked, half stated, a little confused.

"Yeah…" You smiled. "I... eh… Why are you here? What happened?"

Hermione gave him an even more confused look. "You don't remember? Well… you fell off your broom…"

Draco's face went from confused to panicked as he remembered. Then a huge grin spread across his face.

"Hermione! Are we really together! Did you really wait for me all day? Even though that meant you missed classes?"


Hermione was sure the love potion was still in his system. The huge grin on Draco's face would not be there if he still hated her. It bothered her little that the potion had worn off her so fast, and still worked for Draco, but really, this was magic. Try to explain it with logics and the only thing you get out of it is a headache. She had a lot of experience.

See, Hermione had come up with a plan while waiting for Malfoy to wake up. She was going to show the whole school, including Harry and Ron, that she wasn't that boring nerd who thought "Fun" was some sort of sushi. And Draco would help her. She was going to…

"What are you thinking about?"

Hermione's thoughts were interrupted by the blonde. Well, it's now or never.

"I think we should get to know each other a little better."

Draco nodded slowly. "You know, I was supposed to take you on a date tonight… "

"Don't worry about it." Now what would a girl in love say? Something cliché like… "At least we're here together."

Draco was about to say something, probably about the cliché, but she interrupted him.

"What about we ask each other questions and then try to answer them honestly?"

"Sure…" Draco was confused. Hermione was acting odd, and he should know, after all those years of stalking her. Maybe she was just nervous or something. You never know with girls. He decided to not think about it.

"Okay…" Hermione begun. "What's your favorite color?"

The Gryffindor thought she should stick to safe questions for starters. She would be able to answer them herself when he, without a doubt, asked her back without revealing too much. Earn Malfoy's trust and all that.

Draco tried not to laugh out loud. "Really, Hermione?" Although the Slytherin actually thought it was quite adorable of her to ask such an unoriginal question.

She looked a little sheepish. "A favorite color can tell a lot about a person!"

"Okay, well, mine is kind of obvious. Slytherin green. What's yours?"

"Slytherin green? Well, I shouldn't be surprised… Mine is yellow."

"Yellow? Why?"

"I like it."

"Okaaaay… Favorite food?"

Hermione thought about it. "Well, I have to say I like muggle food… like pancakes and pizza…"

"I see."

"You have no idea what I'm talking about."

"That's right." Draco said with a charming smile that usually made girls faint at his feet. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Your turn Mal- Draco." Hope he didn't notice that. Didn't seem to.

"Are you rich?"

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah. Are you rich?"

The brunette didn't know what to answer. "Eeeh, well, my family is not poor, but we aren't rich either…" Biting her lip she thought about what to ask him next. "What's your best school subject?"

"Defense against dark arts"

"Why? Because Snape is still teaching?"

"Well, partly, but I've always liked it. Even when we had that idiot Lockhart as a teacher."

Hermione snickered. "Actually, I think he reminded me about an older you!"

"He did not! Urgh, I'm never going to be like… Hey! What happened to him anyways?"

Hermione smiled sweetly. "I have no idea." She paused a little thinking about what to ask next. "Favorite music?"



When the old clock in the hospital wing hit twelve Hermione found herself actually enjoying "In-love Draco's" company. Far too often she told him more than she would have liked, but it didn't bother her so much. He was under a love potion for Merlins sake. He wouldn't tell anyone.

Although, she was getting pretty frustrated. Draco still hadn't told her anything important to help her on her… mission. Time to speed things up.

Her next question took Draco by surprise. "What do you fear most?"

Draco looked down. "Voldemort"

Hermione couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. "Really? But you-"

"I know. I was a death eater. But that's how he controlled us. With fear."

Grey eyes then suddenly met brown. "I'm glad you killed him" He almost whispered it. If the hospital wing hadn't been all empty and quiet she wouldn't have heard him.

They stayed silent for a while, thinking about the war. Draco broke the silence.

"What's yours?"

Hermione considered lying, but really, there's no point. It wasn't like she was trying to hide it.

"Flying. On a broom."

"What! Quidditch! Why?"

"I just… Well…It's hard to explain. I panic."

Hermione was starting to get tired now. But she was not going to leave before Draco revealed something worth the effort. She decided to go directly for the kill.

"What's your deepest, darkest secret?"

Draco- Wait! Since when do I call him Draco! Looked at her for a long time. Hermione wasn't even sure if the Slytherin would answer her… Then he smiled a little.

"It kind of has to do with you…"

What! This was perfect! Now he just had to-

"MISS GRANGER! What are you still doing here! It is past curfew! Go to your dorm! NOW!

That moment the Gryffindor actually wanted to murder someone. Or at least hurt very much.

With a final wave at Draco's direction Hermione let Madame Pomfrey shoo her out. But she was sure about one thing now, and that was finding out that secret, one way, or another.

Now, my dear readers don't kill me. I'll make it short and painless.

I'm putting Prank and Punishment on ice for a while. Like a couple of months.

The reason will soon be posted here as a new story… kind of… BUT I JUST HAVE TO DO THIS.

Although Reviews might just make things better…

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