Author's note: Okay, I know I have a story to finish but this came into mind. So I hope you get to read this and well, REVIEW!

The first part I got from HBP, I don't have the book so I wrote it as I remember it to be. Hope you'll forgive me and still read the story.

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the characters, the places and the first part of this fic but the plot is mine.

I went into an empty room, with little birds flying around my head. I just saw Ronald eating Lavender's face in the common room. I don't really get it. Maybe I'm just being silly. I wasn't hurt at all, I was just, hmm, how do I put it? Disappointed? Why? You may ask. Well, I just thought that maybe we were for each other. You might call me hideously mad for thinking it, but I really did. I felt nice when I'm with him, I would even consider falling in love with the red head. But I didn't feel the things Lavender and Parvati was saying when you're in love. All I felt was having a brother I never had.

You might think I'm a very strange person. Not really knowing if you're in love or something. Well, let me tell you something, I know things perfectly. I even distinguished that I had a crush on Harry when we were in our first year, mind you.

When Harry followed me into the room I already know what he's going to say, so I told him: "I'm fine," We conversed a little more and then the door opened. Yeah, look who it is. What a surprise! Ron and Lavender went to look for a 'room'. I bet the common room wasn't enough. So, what I did was excuse myself and went strolling to places. That's when I heard crying in one of the lavatories of the school.

"Who could it be?"

I went closer to the door of the lavatory and listened.

"I can't do it!" The person inside said and I heard a noise, like something was being hit a few times and footsteps growing louder and louder.

"Oh no! Where should I go? Where should I go?!" I was panicking and thought of acting casually if ever the person were to exit the lavatory.

I whistled and started to walk in a very normal pace when the door opened. I saw blonde hair. I couldn't stop my head from turning, and stared at Draco Malfoy. When I realized what I was doing it was too late.

"What are you doing here, Granger? It's after curfew," He said as cold as ice.

"I…I was just strolling. I…uhm, couldn't sleep," I told him. He looked directly into my eyes and said

"You heard me," It was a statement, not a question, not an accusation. He knows.

"Oh my gosh! He knows!" I took it in within seconds and red lights flashed inside my head.

"I have to get out of here! Fast!" I sprinted as fast as I could but it was of no use. He gripped my arm and banged my body into a wall. He drew his wand so fast I didn't have time to react.

"Where's your wand?" He asked me, holding me into the wall by my neck.

"Inside…my...pocket," I told him with a strangled voice. He took my wand and pocketed it. He closed the distance between our faces, his forehead resting in mine. He stared into my eyes once more. It was the first time I ever noticed his eyes. It was a beautiful shade of silver with little specks of blue. They were so beautiful but looked very tired.

"Silver eyes," I suddenly muttered out of nowhere. He blinked at my say and the beauty was lost. It suddenly became cold and shielded. Like he realized that he had let his guard down.

"I could have obliviated you, you know," I blinked at his statement.

"Why didn't you?" I asked myself, better keep it to myself or I could lose my memory.

He moved away and walked to the direction of the Slytherin common room. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I sighed and remembered something.

"M…Malfoy!" I called out and ran after him. He was walking in a slow pace but I was catching my breath when I finally got near him.

"My…my wand," I panted and held out my hand.

"I'll take it for safe keeping. I'll give it back when I feel like it," and he continued to walk, leaving me there, staring at his retreating back.

"What am I going to use for classes?" I asked myself and walked my way to the common room.

I lied in my bed all night, staring at the canopy of my bed. I was thinking of what he said in the lavatory.

"I can't do it,"

"What can't he do?" lost in that thought, I went to slumber.

When I woke up the next day I felt very tired. I sat up and got dressed.

"Ginny, have you seen Harry and Ron?" I asked the red head who was sitting with Dean Thomas at the hearth. Ginny looked up.

"Yeah, they already went down to breakfast,"

"They didn't even wait for me?"

"Hermione, it's already nine o'clock, breakfast is almost over," Ginny said with a look of puzzelement.

"'Mione, this is the first time you ever woke up late. Is anything wrong?"

"Nothing. I better get some breakfast. See you later, Gin!" I went out of the portrait hole and strode to the Great Hall. I spotted them at once and sat beside them.

"You didn't even bother to wake me up!" I scolded the two and hit them in the head.

"We can't 'Mione. The stairs, remember?" Ron said.

"Well, you could've asked Ginny to do it for you," I snapped at him and started eating peeling an orange.

"Could you pass me the toast and butter please? Thank you," I said to Harry.

"Okay, so we didn't. Big deal, it's a Saturday. We don't have anything to do on a Saturday, right Harry?" Ron and I looked at Harry and he just shrugged.

"I have tons of homework to do!"

"I told you, mate," Harry elbowed Ron.

"Well, those aren't due until four days! You have plenty of time for that,"

"Unlike you, Ronald, I don't cram,"

"Yeah, mate, you should've known her by now," Ron just sigh and ate a muffin in defeat.

I was in the middle of putting an orange into my mouth when I sensed that someone was looking at me. Then I saw Malfoy, sitting directly in front of me and pointed at the door.

"Is he signaling to me or…?" I looked around if anyone else was looking at him. No one. So I nodded.

"Harry, please teach Ronald how to know things about me, okay?" I grabbed a toast and the rest of my orange and walked to the door.

Someone grabbed my arm and shoved me into a broom cupboard. There was very minimal space to move so I couldn't struggle out of his grip.

"Are you going to give me my wand back or what?" I snapped.

"Didn't have a very beautiful morning, huh, mudblood?" He asked.

"You know what? You're breath would've smelled very nice if you stop calling people petty names,"

"Is that a compliment?" He breathed, teasing me.

"Oh, shut up, that's what smart people call sarcasm, you bastard,"

"Oh, smart people huh? If smart people are like you, you have another thing coming. And for your information, I am a true Malfoy, so better stop the bastard thing,"

"What do you want?" I asked.

"What do you mean, what do I want?" her brows furrowed at my question.

"Well, you obviously didn't lead me here just so you could torment me," I had my hands on my waist in an instant, waiting for him to speak.

"You're right. I didn't. I decided to use you," He said casually.

"Use me?" I repeated him.

"Yes, are you daft or something? I told you already, so stop repeating what I say, alright?" I nodded at his words.

"Wait! Why am I letting this person get the satisfaction of ordering me around?!"

"What made you think I'll allow you to do just that?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Because…I have your wand right here," He showed me my wand and twirled it between his fingers, I tried grabbing it but he quickly tucked it inside his clothes.

"So? I can tell-"

"Who? Potter and the Weasel? Your two bodyguards? Hahahaha!" He cut-in.

"What's so funny?"

"Do you honestly think that they can stop me?"

"Well, Harry always did stop you in quidditch," I raised my chin up at him and crossed my arms around my chest. He stepped closer to me and I stepped back until my back touched the wall.

"Uh-oh, I hit a nerve,"

"Potter, doesn't stop me in quidditch nor in anything else! He just gets lucky is all!" He hissed in my ear.

"Well, he must be very lucky to have beaten you in five straight years!" I exclaimed which earned me a pull of my hair, a very painful pull. He made my face look toward his.

"Never. Say. That. Again," He hissed once more and I felt heat at the sides of my eyes.

"I will not cry! I will not give him the satisfaction of hurting me!" But my eyes betrayed me. I blinked and the tears automatically slid down my cheeks. He followed the trail of my tears, he had a clear view of it and wiped it with his thumb. I stared at him for a moment and then…

"I hate you," He stated then kissed me. It was very, foreign, not having kissed a man before. (If you consider a couple of pecks from Viktor a kiss, it would be nothing compared to this!) It was warm and passionate and, well, so unlike him. I opened my eyes (which I didn't know were closed) when the warm feeling on my lips were gone.

"I hate you too," I suddenly said.

"Good," And at that said he stepped out of the cupboard. I stayed there for a few minutes before getting out. When I opened the cupboard door, people stared at me in a dreamy way. I continued my pace to get out of there when someone shouted.

"Wow! I never saw that one coming. Who would have known Granger and Malfoy have a thing?!" I could hear their buzzing.

"Shit, I have to get out of here, fast! But where shall I go?" I decided to go to the Astronomy Tower and think of what just happened.

A/N: Hmm, I decided to make it a three shot or a two shot, whatever. But i asssure you this will not be multi-chaptered. Thanks for reading! Please review! Please! Please! Please! Thank you very much!