Against Our Better Judgement

Disclaimer: I don't own any of this except the plot (So there… you can't tell me I did anything wrong) No money is being made a.k.a. poor helpless soul.

Summary Hermione and Draco were friends when they were little until Voldemort played his part. They hated each other in Hogwarts but for some reason had forgotten why. PG:13 just in case.

A/N this is my second fanfic and completely different from my first, except for the fact that Draco is included in both of them. This takes place in the Trio and Draco's seventh year. In my thoughts AU. If you are reading this WHY NOT HIT THE LITTLE BUTTON AND REVIEW. Come on people it isn't that hard.

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Hermione had been highly enjoying the summer before her seventh year. She was getting along with her parents, getting her schoolwork done (but what is new) and somehow spending time with Harry, Ginny and Ron through all of this hustle and bustle.

Harry had gone back to Private Drive for less than 24 hours and decided that there was no point in staying. Seeing that they were always welcome at the Weasley Household, he shoved his arse up into the Dursley's faces and booked it to the Burrow. Much to his disadvantage he didn't have his apparation license and had to take the Knight Bus, though not as bad in the morning as at night but still bad enough to dread riding it.

Harry was warmly welcomed at the Weasley's but also got the " what were you thinking" speech from Molly, and the " way to go Harry, knew you would crack sometime" from the rest of the clan. Harry was so glad to be back that he didn't notice a very caring certain bushy haired friend eyeing him cautiously. And he also failed to notice a very matured red head eyeing him with true love in her hazel eyes.

A/N Don't kill me I know it wasn't very long. I also don't want you to kill me cause I posted this to see if you like the writing style. Please tell me what you think. Oh and also I don't know if some of you would consider this a cliffe but if it is don't kill me cause I don't like them either. (Don't ask me why I wrote one)

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