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A/N: Okay, so even though I just posted this yesterday, I already had chapter 2 so I'm going on and posting it. Read and review pleeeeaaaaase!

Disclaimer: bleh...bleh...BLAH! Look at the first chapter.

SHE WHAT?!?!?!

Harry turned around slowly, so as not to seem at all perturbed.

"Erm...Hermione? Funniest thing, I thought I heard you say you had a date to Hogsmeade," said Harry, shaking his head in disbelief. This, however, seemed to be the wrong thing to say.

Oops..

"And what is so funny about me having a date? I mean, just because I don't have my pick of anyone in school, doesn't mean there is anything funny about me having a bloody date!!" exclaimed Hermione.

"Oh…uh...N-Nothing...H-Hermione...I mean, there's nothing funny about you having a date," said Harry, stuttering out the sentence. Hermione seemed to be okay with his answer and turned back to her book that she had not been reading at all. In fact, she wasn't sure why she got it from the library in the first place. Harry stood in place for awhile, deciding on rather or not to leave or to just ask her who her date was.

"Err...Hermione? If you don't mind me asking, who is your date?" asked Harry, scratching the back of his head. Harry noticed Hermione's face turning red, almost as if she were blushing.

Hermione blushes? Wow…

"Justin Finch-Fletchley," mumbled Hermione.

"Pardon? I can't hear you," said Harry, moving a bit closer to her.

"Justin Finch Fletchley," said Hermione, louder this time. Hermione knew what was coming, she knew he would start laughing or something like that, but he never did.

What the bloody hell does she see in him?!

"Oh, well...That's erm…Nice, I guess. Anyway, have a good time if I don't see you tomorrow," said Harry, needing to leave before he said anything else wrong...Or maybe tell her not to go on the date because he was hopelessly in love with her.

"What?" Asked Hermione.

"I said have a good time," said Harry. "Well, goodnight Hermione."

"Goodnight," said Hermione, looking straight at Harry. They locked eyes for a few minutes...Maybe seconds...Hell, maybe they didn't even lock eyes, that just seemed interesting to put, but to Harry...It made him more than a little uncomfortable.

Oh God, I have to go before I tell her.

Harry turned around and went to the boys dormitories.

I'll be safe there...safe...safe...safe...SAFE...except that one time when my Godfather was supposedly trying to kill me...but that's another story, I guess.

Harry quickly went to bed and tried to sleep....If you really expect him to sleep with Hermione and her date on his mind...Well...You're just stupid, I suppose.

Meanwhile, Hermione was trying to sleep as well. She had left for her own bed shortly after Harry left, it seemed to be a better idea than just sitting there pretending to read. Maybe she would have a nice time on her date. Who knows, right? Right...She would be optimistic about it.

Yeah...I can be an optimist. That's not so hard. Besides, it's not as if Justin is ugly or anything. In fact, he's rather handsome in my eyes. He's no Harry, but what can a girl do? Oh...I wish he had green eyes, though. I wish he had black, ruffled hair so I could put my hands through it...I wish he had glasses, because they're so cute on a guy...I wish he had a scar-

SHUT UP HERMIONE

Somehow, Hermione went off to sleep. That night, Hermione dreamed something a bit...Odd. She was in a field of daises and it looked like the set of "The Sound of Music". There was a man in short shorts and suspenders nearby. Hermione thought he kind of resembled Mr. Weasley, but she quickly threw that out of her mind. The man was whistling a tune Hermione had heard before...Like, maybe Hagrid had played that tune once before in her 1st year. The man stopped when he saw Hermione and walked up to her.

"Hullo", said the man, and then walked off.

Yeah...That's not weird or anything...

After the weirdness of the man in suspenders that slightly resembled Mr. Weasley but I'd rather not envision that, Hermione saw someone in the distance. He was running towards her with his arms stretched out, like he was going to hug someone. When he got closer, Hermione noticed it was Harry. After realizing this, Hermione ran towards him as well with her arms stretched out. When they reached each other, Harry took her hands in his and they started to spin. Hermione was laughing and Harry was grinning, it made her heart flutter. Hermione closed her eyes because she was starting to get dizzy, but when she opened them, Harry was replaced by Justin Finch-Fletchley. He was grinning as well, but it didn't seem genuine at all. In fact, it almost seemed evil. Hermione recognised that grin as Malfoy's grin. Then, out of nowhere, Justin was replaced by MALFOY!! Hermione stopped spinning and let go of Malfoy's clammy, pale hands.

"What's wrong, darling?" asked Malfoy.

Hermione's head jerked up so quick she almost recieced whip-lash from it.

"Darling?!" asked Hermione, glaring at Malfoy.

"Well, of course. We are engaged and everything, I have a right to call you darling, don't I?" asked Malfoy, confusion clear in his tone of voice.

I'm engaged to Malfoy?! Where'd Harry go?

Hermione looked all around for Harry, but she couldn't find him anywhere.

"What are you looking for, darling?" asked Malfoy.

"Don't call me darling," said Hermione, still looking. Finally, she spotted him. He was about a hundred yards away, staring at her with sad eyes, and then he turned around with his head drooping.

"Harry!" screamed Hermione. "Harry!!"

Hermione started running towards and him and screaming his name, but as much as she screamed, he still didn't turn around, and as much as she ran, she got nowhere.

"HARRY!! HARRY!!" screamed Hermione, sitting up fast in her bed. Breathing hard, Hermione noticed she was back in her bed.

Oh God, it was just a dream.

After that, Hermione had trouble going back to sleep. The look on Justin's face and Malfoy calling her darling was enough to keep her up forever, but seeing Harry so...sad...The vision of him walking away from her would keep her up for the rest of the night.

The next morning, Hermione decided to get up a bit earlier than usual for her date in Hogsmeade. She took extra time to prepare herself. She put some makeup on, even. She wanted to look good, even though she had no interest in Justin whatsoever. Mainly, she wanted to make Harry jealous. She wanted him to notice her in a different way...and that would mean taking drastic measures. When Hermione was done getting ready, there was still an hour left before the carriages arrived. So, since she is a bookworm, Hermione decided to go to the library. She thought that maybe there was something about dream interpretation there. On the way to the library, Hermione spotted Justin and some other boy she didn't recognise just below the staircase. She decided that she didn't want him to see her, so she crept up behind them, trying to sneak past them. However, at the mention of her name, Hermione couldn't help but eavesdrop.

"Yeah, I asked Hermione to Hogsmeade today," said Justin.

"Really? You actually like that bossy know-it-all?" asked the boy.

"Not really, I just kind of...Ya know, want to break her in. After I'm done with her, she won't be the innocent little bookworm Harry's friends with," said Justin, smirking.

Oh my God.

When Hermione heard this, she turned around and ran towards the common room. Unshed tears were threatening to fall, but she had to make it to the common room, she felt it more secure for her to break down there. She quickly said the password to the fat lady and ran inside. Falling down on the couch, Hermione cried softly.

Since it was Hogsmeade weekend, Harry decided to get up a bit earlier than he usually would. He had made a plan before falling asleep the night before. He was going to spy on Hermione and Justin's date. Maybe even tamper a little with Justin...but that was just a thought. Harry got dressed and decided to head down to the common room. Once he got down there, he noticed a figure on the couch, crying softly. Once he got closer, he noticed it was Hermione. Harry ran over to the side of the couch and bent down beside her.

"Hermione? Hermione, what's wrong? Asked Harry.

Hermione sniffled and sat up. It was all Harry could do not to gasp when he saw her.

Wow...She's so...beautiful...

"Oh, hi Harry," said Hermione, sniffling. "It's...It's nothing."

"Yeah, I bet it's nothing. Really, what's wrong," said Harry.

"Oh, I feel like such an idiot! I mean, how could I actually believed he liked me!" exclaimed Hermione.

"What happened?" asked Harry, very much interested in the way this conversation was going.

"I overheard Justin saying something about me. Well, he said he was going 'break me in' and that I wasn't going to be the innocent bookworm anymore after he's done with me," said Hermione, dropping her head once more and crying.

Harry was furious.

I'm going to kill him...I mean, he will DIE.

"I'm going to kill him!" exclaimed Harry, getting up from his position on the floor. Hermione quickly got up from the couch and made her way between Harry and the door.

"No, Harry! You can't!" exclaimed Hermione.

"Just watch me!" said Harry, trying to move to the door. Hermione moved in front of him once again.

"Don't!" said Hermione, putting her hands on his shoulders.

"Why not, Hermione? That git deserves every punch I'm about to give him," said Harry.

"Because...Because I have a plan," said Hermione.

"....You have a plan?" asked Harry, calming down somewhat.

"Yeah...And he'll never see it coming," said Hermione, matching Malfoy's evil grin.

A/N: Well, there's chapter 2. I totally threw in the Harry Potter theme song just in case you didn't notice. Anyway, read and review!

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