Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters sniff except Draconis (someone else, not Draco Malfoy!!!!) and the plot of course.

A/N- I have already posted this fanfic previously but I realized it was only going down the drain and I had no idea what I was doing…so this time I'm reposting it but I'm changing a couple of things around

Ch. 1 –Found

"Ron you insufferable git!! How dare you speak to me that way!" Hermione's voice rose with every word she said. Ron tried to shrink into the seat in the Gryffindor Common Room while Harry just looked at his red-headed- friend sympathetically. As Hermione finished her very long and dramatic speech, Harry tried (but failed miserably) to make a compromise.

"Hermione, I-"

"Harry! Don't try to patch up Ron's mistakes for him, he has to do it himself! "and with that she stormed out through the portrait.

"Bloody hell, she's mental."

Hermione stormed out of the castle and walked into the courtyard where the sun shown brightly. Hermione's honey colored eyes blazed with fury. She ran into the Forbidden Forest, walking, more like stomping, through the branches and trees. Her robes got caught and ripped as she yanked them out. "AARGH!!!" She went into the clearing of trees where Hagrid used to keep Grawp. Hermione sat on a rotting log and screamed her angers out. "I can't stand him!!!!!!" Ron had started yelling at her for talking to another boy… and they weren't even going out. He said that she couldn't see what was right in front of her. 'I'll tell you what I saw, an obnoxious, stupid, hot-tempered git.' She conjured up a stress ball, but then it popped in her grip. The poor little ball wasn't even close to escaping Hermione's wrath. Her anger soon turned to sorrow as she buried her face in her hands and cried until she didn't have anymore tears left. She wiped her eyes and prepared to go back to Hogwarts when something caught her eye. In a bramble of bushes and thorns underneath a tree, was a rock. Not just any rock, it was a midnight-blue, egg-shaped rock. Hermione cocked her head to get a better look at the mysterious boulder that caught her eye. She accioed it out of the bushes and examined it. In a way, it reminded her of Norbert's egg. Norbert was a baby dragon whose egg Hagrid won while gambling, except this egg was… different. Hermione's anger soon diminished and was instead replaced by curiosity. Hermione stuffed it in her robe and decided she would confront Dumbledore about her findings. Hermione started her journey back to the castle.

Hermione arrived at the stone gargoyle and pondered over what the password could be.

"Um… skittles? Crunch. Chocolate Frogs. Nerds. Reeses? Kit Kat?" The stone gargoyle jumped to the side, and Hermione knocked on the door that led to Dumbledore's office.

"Ah, hello Ms. Granger, what can I do for you?" Dumbledore inquired.

"Well professor, while I was in the gulp Forbidden Forest, I found something." Hermione said sheepishly. She pulled out the rock/egg from her robes. Dumbledore had to keep from gasping. "It kinda looks like Norbert's egg only different."

"Ms. Granger, I believe you have found a dragon's egg." Hermione's eyes widened. "Now Ms. Granger, if this egg hatches, you should inform me immediately. It is imperative that you do so. If you may, don't tell anyone about it, not even Harry or Ron. Keep it safe and from peaking eyes." Hermione nodded in approval.

"Thank you Professor Dumbledore." Hermione left in a hurry to get back to the Gryffindor tower. Hermione bumped into something solid. "Ouch! I'm sorry I- oh, it's you." Hermione spat. Draco Malfoy smirked at her.

"Nice seeing you too, Granger."

"Get out of my way."

"No, I don't think I won't." Hermione had a very difficult time since it was a very narrow hallway, and rarely anyone passed through there.

"Malfoy, move. I'm not in the mood right now." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Touchy, touchy, my dear little mudblood." Hermione seethed. She finally tried a different approach.

"Draco, please move." Malfoy was so shocked that Hermione was able to push past him. "Thank you!" she yelled as she ran to the Gryffindor tower. As she ran she was greeted by a very annoyed Ginny.

"Hermione! Where were you?! You missed dinner!" Ginny questioned.

"Ginny, I'm not in the mood… I was in the library okay?" Hermione went up to her room. She had her own separate room since she was a prefect. Hermione put the egg in on the windowsill and charmed the door with powerful magic so that only she was allowed to pass in and out. Anyone who tried would be transported back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione found that she was very hungry, so she went down to the kitchens.

"Dobby is so glad to see Ms. Granger!!" Hermione was greeted by an ecstatic Dobby.

"Nice to see you too Dobby" Hermione grinned. "Um, if it's not any trouble can you maybe get me some of the leftovers from dinner?"

"Oh it's no trouble at all!! In fact, Dobby will give Ms. Hermione a full course meal!!" Dobby said delightedly. Hermione giggled. Dobby shuffled off into the crowd of other house elves.

"Fancy seeing you hear Granger," drawled a voice that Hermione knew all to well.

"Malfoy, I really don't feel like arguing right now." Hermione sighed.

"Who ever said I wanted to argue, I just want to talk." Hermione twitched, did he just say what she think he said. I think he did. Hermione looked at him suspiciously then motioned for him to sit.

"So how's life treating you?" he said as he sipped a cup of coffee that Dobby brought him.

"I… can't complain." Hermione ate her chicken. Malfoy nodded his head in approval. "So Malfoy, what gave you the impulse to talk to a mudblood like me?" Hermione batted her eyelashes; Malfoy winced.

"I guess I haven't had an intellectual conversation in a long time, and I needed one." Hermione shrugged. Hermione found his reply reasonable. "So are you and the Weasel together?" Malfoy rose a blonde eyebrow. Hermione snorted.

"I probably wouldn't go out with him even if he was the last boy on earth." Hermione spat.

"So you'd rather go out with me?" Malfoy asked.

"You're pushing it Malfoy," Hermione said with a menacing glare. Hermione looked at her watch. She lazily got up. "I have to go, I still haven't done my potions essay."

"Granger, its due 3 weeks from now."

"Yeah well, the faster the better. Hope to not see you again Malfoy." Hermione said and grinned with a twinkle of playfulness in her eyes. Malfoy chuckled.

"See you around."

Hermione slowly dragged her feet back to her room. She sighed and collapsed on her bed. She was so tired, and it was only 9 pm. Hermione fell into a dreamless sleep.

Hermione awoke the next morning at 11 am. 'Thank god it's Saturday.' Hermione sighed and lied awake in her bed. She heard a squeak and shot up. She heard a squeak again and saw it was coming from the egg. She approached the egg cautiously. The egg cracked. She gasped. The egg cracked even more, and soon a midnight blue head popped out, its beautiful eyes staring at her. She reached out to touch it. As Hermione touched it, she gasped as a white mark appeared on her palm. The dragon squeaked again. Hermione remembered Dumbledore's words and hid him under her robes and ran to his office as fast as her legs allowed her to. Hermione croaked the password and burst into his office.

"Ms. Granger, I presume this is about the egg?"

"Yes. Professor, it hatched." Hermione said. With that, she pulled the small creature out of her robes. "But the thing is, it doesn't look like any dragon I've ever seen before. What kind of dragon is it?"

"This dragon, Ms. Granger, is a dragon of an ancient species. Try to communicate with it with your mind." Hermione tried to say hello in her mind.

Hello. The dragon responded. Hermione gasped (she seemed to be doing that a lot).

Hi.

What are you going to name me?

You need a name? Well, are you a girl or a boy?

A boy.

I shall name you…she immediately thought of the dragon constellation…Draconis, or Draco if you wish.

Draconis is fine, Draco for short.

"Professor, the dragon's name is Draconis or Draco." Hermione announced.

"Very well, Hermione. By the way, when you touched Draco, did he live a small white mark where you touched him?"

"Yes." Hermione showed him her silvery palm.

"The gedwëy ignasia." Dumbledore muttered. He called Professor McGonagall in.

"Minerva, contact Lady Nasuada. Tell her we have found the new rider."