AN: Hey this is my first story so I'm hoping it's not tooooo terrible... I wrote it with my best friend and amazingly awesome writer who also has an account: SexyBest123 look her up :) Please review good or bad are all welcome :)
Draco's POV
I stare at her from across the dining hall. Her beautiful, wavy brown, blonde hair floated down to her shoulders her laugh made me want her even more. The thing that killed me was that I couldn't have her. I regretted all of those dumb, mistakes I've made in the past: calling her a mudblood, teasing her about the most sensitive subjects, she even slapped me for being a jerk! I know she will never love me, or even talk to me, but I had to find a way. I loved her too much to stop trying.
Hermione's POV
"Stop it Fred!," I laughed.
"No way,"said Fred. Him and George tricked Ron into eating Ton-Tongue Toffee. His tongue was swelling and all purple it was the most disgusting thing ever!
"Wowth guyths," Ron tried to say, his humongous swelling tongue hung out of his mouth, "very mathure." I turned my head toward the giant entrance doors and spotted a pair of pale blue eyes looking at me. I turned my head toward the straight, blizzard white hair I saw next. It was Draco Malfoy! He turned away, his face turned bright red . My body filled up with white, hot rage. The memories of what this evil monster did to Harry, Ron, everyone, came back to me. Purposely trying to get Buckbeak killed, making fun of Hagrid, and finally, after having enough, slapping him.
"Are you okay Hermione?" I felt a warm hand on my shoulder, it was Harry.
"Yeah, I'm fine why?" I asked.
"Well um," he looked at my hands, they were tightened into shaking fist.
"It's nothing," I said. I glanced at Draco one more time, one last insult, and never looked back.
Draco's POV:
Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Umbridge can be a drag, but it's the only class I sit next to Hermione. I usually have a smile on my face when I walk into Defense Against The Dark Arts.
"Okay class!" shrilled Umbridge, "You and the person you're sitting with will be partners in a project on a Patronus.
"Finally! We can use magic!" someone shouted from the back. I think it was Seamus Finnigan, one of the Gryffindors who ended up blowing things to bits whenever he used magic.
"Who said you could use magic!" shrieked Umbridge, "No one is to use magic in this class and if I see you even say the spell with your wand in your hand, I'll kick you out of this school before you can say Petrificus Totalus! Now start!" she said clapping her hands together.
I had butterflies in my stomach. Finally I can actually talk to Hermione without anyone have suspicions.
"Now class, you will have to have this spell perfected by next week by practicing with your partner," said Umbridge.
Hermione groaned and rolled her eyes. This could be my chance to finally show Hermione that I'm not the person I was all those years.
"Okay Draco lets get this overwith," sighed Hermione. She stood up, pushing her chair back. She pushed her hair off her shoulders and took a deep breath. "Expecto Patronum," even though you couldn't see her Patronum, you could tell she did it perfectly.
Hermione's POV
To be truthful, everyone looked silly practicing the spell without a wand, using pencils to replace them. "Class dismissed!" screeched Umbridge. Finally, I can go and not talk to Draco for another second. I got up from my seat and ran to the door, unfortunately Draco caught me.
"So when do you want to practice?" Draco said, I heard a little bit of eagerness in his voice, whatever, I'm probably just hearing things.
"Um, we don't have to, you know, being enemies and all...," I said. I really hoped it worked, I didn't want to have to be with Draco in the same room for more than 3 seconds.
"We want to get better then we have to practice right?" said Draco. How about today after school?" I was shocked by his cooperation, this is not the Draco I know.
Still in shock, I said, "Sure." I walked away and caught up to Harry.
"What was that about?" asked Harry. What was that about? Why was Draco Malfoy being nice? No insults, no mudblood comments, something was different. There was happiness scrawled onto his face, not like his usual self, face dark with dreariness.
"Nothing," I replied quickly.
"Are you sure, you're face looked-," I gave him a glare, "um, different."
"It's just that I have that Patronus thing with Draco and he actually wants to practice with me."
"Woah you and Malfoy in the same room? This will be interesting," teased Harry.
"I'm serious!" "Do you think, you know, that he's changed?" Harry's eyes widened and tried to take step back but instead took a plunge to the floor. After helping Harry stand, and his hysterical gasping was gone he finally could talk.
"What made you think that?" he croaked.
"It's just the way he looked, it was different. There was happiness in him, I could tell. Not like last year where his face was angry all the time." I tried to explain it to Harry, but I don't think he got it.
"Hermione, don't you ever say that! We all know Malfoy isn't going to change, not even a little. Just take the thought out of your head and I'll pretend we never had this conversation." Harry growled. He gave one more angry look and stormed off.
Even after Harry's episode, I just couldn't stop thinking about Draco. The voices in my head were at war with each other. "He's not changed! Listen to Harry, he's just playing you!" "What if he has changed? I have to know!" After an hour of my thoughts beating up my emotions, I convinced myself that Draco hasn't changed. I'm going to practice the Patronus with him and that's all. No seeing if he's different, no trying to find out if he's just a little bit distant from the person he was before.
AN: Yeah so you do you want me to continue? If so please please please review :)