Disclaimer: This is all her work. Not mine. OKAY? Jeeez…..

Summary: We all know our lovable Hermione and our handsome Draco hates each other, am I right? But what if they- like each other? Suck at summaries just read it:D

Chapter 1: Expressions and tears.

Won't they stop laughing? What are they playing at? What is he playing at? Hermione sat there, wishing all these laughing faces would be gone. Oh how she wished to scratch that smirk of his face. She bit her lip, forcing herself not to cry. She really needn't anyone to see her cry. Especially not in front of him.

She hastily grabbed her books and got up. She sees green everywhere. She turned around and saw him, snickering while others laugh like there was no tomorrow. She faced him and had a look on her face, a look that could scare a banshee. He read the expression on her face, but he could only found one answer; hatred.

She shed a tear; he cringed at the sight of it. His number one weakness is seeing girls cry. She wiped her tear, and pushed past him. As she walked, she heard the laughter growing and growing. Now it is final;

Hermione Jane Granger, truly despises Draco Malfoy.

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Hermione ran to the bathroom, and washed her face. She looked at the mirror, and she saw a girl, her eyes red and puffy. She saw weakness and sadness in her eyes, she never felt like that in all the years being tormented by him. She wiped her eyes, and screamed. She looked at herself again, and washed her face.

She ran to potions, and sat on her usual seat. She turned and saw him, smirking. She gave him a blank look and took out her books, and waited for her friends to arrive. "Hermione! God I was looking everywhere for you!" Harry said, and took a seat next to her, so did Ron. Everyone was talking and laughing when the door burst open.

Heads turned and saw the potions master, striding through the aisle in the classroom. "Good morning class, today I will be pairing you with students from the opposite house groans Quiet. Let's start with Mr. Potter and Miss. Parkinson….' He said and paired up the students, despite the groans and shouts from Harry and Ron. Everyone was with their partners except for Draco and Hermione.

They both looked around and to each other. 'What are you both waiting for? Your death day? Hurry up and get to your places.' Snape yelled, and the two rushed to their cauldron.

"Out of all the students, it just had to be you." Draco said in a disgusted voice, she just shook her head. "I have to work with a mudblood. Wonderful." He complained and she rolled her eyes. Honestly, won't he ever stop talking?

"Stop your complaining; I myself wouldn't want to pair up with a poof." She huffed while copying down instructions that were written on the board. Draco glared at her, and waited until she was finished copying. While she was writing, Draco stared at her. He could see sadness in her eyes; he could see weakness in her eyes. He could see.. hatred in her eyes. He could see many expressions in her eyes. Sad expressions; he felt a sting of guilt. Why does he do it? Why does he tease, torture people. Especially her.

For fun? Nah.. He isn't that cruel. Why? Because of his father of course. You all know that his father despises mud-bloods and half-bloods. Young Draco was threatened by his father to torment, torture EVERY half-bloods most particularly MUDBLOODS he sees or gets in his way. Draco didn't like the idea, but had to go through with it right? He wouldn't want to bring shame to the Malfoy family, now would he?

"Here." Hermione said and tossed him the paper of instructions. "I'll get the ingredients." She said and was about to leave when Draco grabbed her sleeve. "I can't let the ingredients get soiled by your filth. I'll get them." He said and pushed past her, Hermione stood there. She looked down at her feet, and shed a tear. She quickly wiped it, and waited at the cauldron. He came back carrying the ingredients and put it on the table. "What's next?" he asked and she stared at him. She read out the instructions, but Draco; being the "I don't need anyone's help." person, he decided to add in some other ingredient. "I know what to put, beaver. Need not to tell me-."

Hermione stopped reading halfway when she screamed. "Are you daft? Look what you did!" she shrieked and was covered with thick, smelly green slime so was Draco. Everyone laughed and pointed at her. "What happened." Snape asked, and Hermione pointed at Draco. "Look what that idiot did, Professor! I spe-."

"You must have told him the wrong instructions." He interrupted and Hermione gaped, she felt like slapping him there and then. "No sir. I specifically told him-." Again, she got cut by Snape.

"Detention. After dinner. You as well Mr. Malfoy. Now go to the Hospital Wing." He said and turned away from the two. They both looked at each other, and Hermione shot him a look that could kill. "Thanks a lot, Malfoy." She said and left for the Hospital Wing, so did Draco.

They both walked in silence, when Draco decided to break the ice. "I'm sorry." He mumbled, and Hermione rolled her eyes. "Apologizing won't make the slime go away." She said coldly, and he sighed. "I said I was sorry." He snapped, and she turned to him. "Sorry? Sorry for what?" she asked in a rude voice, and he looked at her. "Sorry for being a complete prick? Is that what you are sorry about?" she asked again, and he kept looking at her. He could see her eyes were starting to water.

He hated seeing girls cry. That was his number one weakness. "Yes." He whispered and she shook her head.

"Well, you are six years too late." She said and walked away from him. "Could you stop being a drama queen and just accept it!" he yelled, and she ignored him. He turned her around and could see tears already streaming down her face.

"I can't accept it! Do you think it is easy to just accept an apology from someone you truly hate?" she shouted at him, and wiped her tears.

"Granger, don't cry please." He said in a calm voice, but she kept on crying. "I don't give a damn! You are exactly whom I thought you would be. You are exactly like your damn father!" she yelled at him, her face red. He fumed, he hated- no he loathed when people described him as his father. "You don't even know me." He said menacingly, she smiled bitterly and laughed.

"Oh I know you.. Six whole years, Malfoy! Six years!" she exclaimed, her voice was going to crack any second. "Whatever. I don't want to fight with you anymore, just do both of us a favour and shut that trap all right?" she said in an annoyed voice, and walked ahead of him.

"Bloody mudblood." He mumbled and followed her to the Hospital Wing.

"What in gods- Merlin! What happened?" Madam Pomfrey asked in a worried voice, as she saw both of them. "Nothing major, it's just that somebody over here happens to lack of understanding simple instructions for Potions." Hermione explained, emphasizing the word 'somebody.' Draco rolled his eyes and slumped on the chair. "Can we get this over with? I want to get back to the common room." Draco whined and Hermione nodded.

"You are not going anywhere until both of you are clean." Madam Pomfrey said, as she prepared two beds. After both of them were cleaned, they both went their separate ways when they entered the great hall. Hermione lazily walked to the table and sat in between Ron and Harry.

"How are you?" Ron asked as she drank pumpkin juice. "I'm fine. Really." She said and ate her dinner, once she was finished; she got up to leave for detention. After bidding her adieus to her friends, she was off to the dungeons. As she got up, she saw Draco got up as well, their eyes met and they stared.

From the other side of the hall she could see his eyes were stone cold. Very cold. She shivered and tore away. They both silently went to detention. As they walked into the classroom, they found Snape busy marking papers. He pointed to his cupboard, and Draco raised a brow. "Later, the teachers are going to have a party there so clean it up why don't you." He said sarcastically and they went to the cupboard.

Once they stepped in, Hermione could just vomit. "Merlin, what is that smell?" she asked, covering her nose, letting her mouth breathing the foul air. It smelled like dung mixing with blood in there. What does he do in here? Hermione climbed up the shaky ladder to collect the small bottles on the higher shelves.

Hermione quickly took all the small bottles she could reach and with a swish of her wand, it was gone. She continued doing the same to other bottles when she felt a sudden movement from the ladder. She looked down and breathed, she had a phobia of heights. Much to her dismay, there was a small bottle at the highest shelf that she had to go on tip toes to get it.

She gulped and tried to retrieve it, but the ladder shook and she lost balance. "Draco, help!" she shrieked and fell, but instead of hitting the ground, she felt two strong arms caught her. She looked up, all red to see Mr. Malfoy himself smirking. "Bit careless, might I say?" he asked, and she was flushed because of how close they were. Their noses were almost touching, and he stared into her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes until….

"Ahem."

A/N: Okays.. hope you all like the first chappie. So… um.. do Review ya? K. THANKS:D Flaming is okay, but not to mean okay? smiling nervously