So wrong, it's right

A/N – Hey! So as we all know, I don't own any of the characters/worlds/creatures/etc etc that you recognise from JK Rowling's sensation that is Harry Potter.

Now on with the good stuff I have never done a Hermione/Draco story before, and I have never shipped them, to me they just seem incompatible, but I have been reading some really good ones lately so decided to give it a bash. I want the story from both Hermione and Draco so there will be some perspective changes every now and then. And errrrm yeah enjoy you crazy cats xx

Hermione:

'It's wrong, totally wrong' Hermione kept telling herself. But she couldn't help but notice him, in the corridors, in the classroom, in the great hall, the library and just about everywhere else in Hogwarts. The swagger in his walk, the hiss of his voice and the strange depths to his cold and grey eyes drew her in, intoxicated her, she couldn't seem to get enough of Draco Malfoy.

He insulted her, he was mean to her, he genuinely believed that he was better than her, but still she couldn't understand why she longed to see him strut across the hall, why she couldn't wait to spend her two hours a week cooped up in Snape's dungeon with him and why she loved it when he was mean to her. It went against everything that she believed, everything that she stood for, it was meant to feel totally wrong. But it didn't. Hermione couldn't think of anything that had felt more right.

She knew that falling in love with Draco Malfoy was as easy as breathing to her, but she also knew that it was almost impossible that he could feel the same way. She was muggle born – a mudblood – she was scum to him, being with her would be against his whole family, be against what he was. And Hermione was aware of what he was, he was arrogant, pompous, self righteous, sly, cunning, a Slytherin. He was her best friends' enemy at school; he was out of bounds to her. But that simply made her want him more, he became dangerous, a challenge the likes of which she had never seen before. Hermione always got things so easy, sometimes too easy and getting Draco would be like trying to catch water in her bare hands – almost impossible.

Draco

Draco was sat in the Slytherin common room, absentmindedly zapping flies with a jet from his wand. Draco was thinking, and this time his thoughts didn't centre around ways to get Slytherin more points, how he was going to perform in his next Quidditch game, or even more importantly, how he was going to get one over on perfect Potter and the Weasel. No, his thoughts were more down to earth this time, when he was alone he could let down the walls and pretences that he had to keep up when with his friends, peers and enemies, he could be himself. It was sometimes too easy to forget who he was and what he believed in, he got so caught up in what he was doing and how he should behave he never really gave a thought to what he wanted. Everyone thought that Draco was a death eater wannabe, and it was true that he had spent the last 4 years at Hogwarts carefully constructing this reputation, not because it was what he wanted, but because he only knew how to intimidate people, and having power due to fear was better than having no power at all.

Draco's thought turned, as any 15 year old boy's would, to girls. The year before there had been a ball at Hogwarts, he had taken Pansy Parkinson, a girl who looked like a pug from his year and house. It wasn't who he wanted to go with, but he needed to choose a respectable pure blood and Pansy was more than willing, and she didn't make him dance to every song. The more surprising thing about the ball to Draco wasn't the fact that Weasly had managed to get a date, or even that Longbottom could dance, it was the feelings that it had unleashed within him.

He had watched the champions open the dance, sneered at Potter as he tried to waltz , being led by his date, watched with awe at the flawless grace of the French girl, glanced over at Diggory as his handsome face broke into a smile as he told his date a joke. But as his gaze shifted to Krum and his date, Draco felt something inside of him, something that he had never felt before, he didn't know what it was, but he knew what was causing it. Krum was dancing with a very pretty girl of whom Draco had never seen before, if he had believed in it, it was love at first sight. From that moment on he had been blinded by her, but he had never managed to find out who this mysterious girl was.

A/N Oooooh intense – will Draco find out who this mystery girl is? Will Hermione figure out what to do in the one problem that she finds hardest to solve? Tune in next time for another fun filled adventure with "So wrong, it's right"!

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