A/N: This is my first chapter story in awhile. So please review and criticism is welcome. :]
Professor McGonagall sat behind her desk explaining the grading system she had used to grade the essay there were about to get back from her. She finished, flicked her wrist and a pile of essays lazily floated back to their owners. Draco Malfoy's essay came back to him with a large 'T' on it and a note from McGonagall saying, 'see me after class'. Draco rolled his eyes and muttered something rude about her to Crabbe and Goyle.
After class Draco walked up to Professor McGonagall and stood there scowling.
"What did you want to see me for Professor?" Draco sneered, already knowing the answer.
"Mr. Malfoy your last few grades have been, well, they have not been good. You usually do fine work in this class Mr. Malfoy. Surprisingly." She muttered the last word and then asked only to be polite, "is there something wrong?" She never lifted her head from grading papers to let him know that asking the question was just a formality. She was obligated to ask him.
"Nothing's wrong Professor. I'm perfectly fine." Draco mumbled feeling awkward.
"If nothing is wrong then I see no reason why your grades should be failing. I suggest that you get a tutor. I already have someone in mind. Hermione Granger would do an excellent job."
Draco physically shuddered at her name. "I will not get tutored by her." Draco stated trying hard not to call her a mudblood because that would get points taken away from his house.
"It's either that or flunk from this class and do not graduate with your friends." McGonagall knew she had hit a nerve.
"Fine," He growled. "When do I start?"
McGonagall smiled, "Tonight, at 7 in the library."
Draco nodded and hurried away he was very angry at McGonagall. But at 7 o'clock Draco stood outside the library waiting for Hermione. Tonight he had decided to wear his hair out of it's usual slicked-back position, instead it was messy and falling in front of his eyes. Hermione turned the corner and put a fake smiled on her face.
"Hi," She gritted her teeth at him.
"Let's just get this done and over with and don't pretend to be happy about this." He gestured to her smile and then began to scan the library. "We're not studying here. How about the prefect common room?" Draco suggested.
Hermione sighed and pushed her bushy brown hair from her face. "Whatever, that sounds fine to me." She frowned and began to walk the other way.
They were in the prefect common room in fifteen minutes. Draco checked that there was no one in there before they went in. Hermione sat on the couch and beckoned Draco to sit next to her. Reluctantly, Draco sat down next to her. They began working on the work in transfiguration that was in the book, first. Hermione got frustrated with him easily, but held it in.
"Look, I just don't get this. It's dumb and this subject is not going to do me any good!" Draco stood up anger and annoyance flowing through him.
"Malfoy, sit back down. Let's just get through this and then we won't have to do this again until Thursday." Hermione's eyes widened and she sighed.
"Look, my name is Draco, not Malfoy. I would appreciate if you used it correctly." He sneered but sat down.
"If you want me to call you Draco then I expect the same in return. So you can call me Hermione not mudblood or Granger or anything else." She said firmly. "Now that we've settled that we can get back to work, okay?" She raised her right eyebrow at him.
"Sure." Draco leaned in to the book and began focusing again.
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Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room and tried to sneak back to her dormitory without Ron or Harry seeing her. This hope ended the second she stepped into the common room.
"Hermione, where have you been?" Ron asked, waving her over to them.
"Oh, hi guys, I didn't see you there. I was in the prefect common room studying. It was too noisy in here tonight for me at least. "She grinned nervously and sat down next to Harry.
"Okay, did you finish the potions essay yet?" Ron looked hopeful.
"Yes, I did it yesterday but you need to learn on your own Ronald. You're not seeing mine. Now, I'm going off to bed. Goodnight guys." She smiled at them and bounced off to bed.
"Something is not right with her." Ron sighed.
"Well obviously." Harry looked at Ron with a look of disbelief.