Okay, yes I know, it's an extremely long title…but I'll call it WSPCD for short. This is a Harry/Hermione/Draco, NO SLASH sorry, but I don't know who (if she will at all) she will end up with in the end. P.S. I don't promise frequent updates, but please read anyway!

Disclaimer: I don't own, don't sue me…yadayadayada…

What a Simple Project Can Do

Chapter 1: The Project

Hermione was sitting in Transfigurations, Professor McGonagall at the front of the room giving a lecture to the students. Hermione was erect in her seat, eyes looking attentive, and wrote down every word that ever escaped McGonagall's lips. Harry was slumped in his seat, doodling on a scrap of parchment. Ron was asleep, drool escaping the left corner of his mouth. Meanwhile, in the back, Draco whispered something to Crabbe and Goyle, who erupted with boyish laughter.

Hermione shot them a dirty look.

McGonagall cleared her throat and continued, "So children, most of you will be continuing with this newly assigned project."

"What'd 'a mean, most of us?"

"Well," McGonagall explained, "I've got an extra credit project for the two bright students that have already completed this project."

Ron, who had woken up, frowned after hearing he would have to do a project. Hermione, though, beamed. She knew she had completed this project last year, and was excited to earn extra credit.

Her face suddenly changed from happiness to confusion, and frowned as she asked, "Excuse me Professor, but I heard two. Who else is going to be doing the extra project?"

"I was getting to that. You heard correctly: two. You and Mr. Malfoy will be working on the project-" She tugged on her robes. "-together."

"Malfoy?" Ron said, ears turning red.

Before the Professor could respond, Draco snickered. "Yes, Weasel, me. Are you deaf?" Ron's face got even more contorted with anger but Draco continued, "Or are you just jealous that me and the mudblood will be working together alone? Hmm?" Now Ron's whole face was red, you couldn't tell where the face began and the hair ended.

Harry was now also fully attentive, and angry, "Shut up, Malfoy. And don't you dare call her that!"

Draco smirked, "Looks like the famous trio is also a love triangle…"

Harry blushed, but hid it by covering his face under the Transfigurations book, which he never read.

"Why can't the mudblood defend herself?"

It was true, Hermione just sat there, shocked. She wasn't angry that she had been paired up with Draco. She didn't hate him, despite popular belief. She may have actually considered him as something more than just a boy if he wasn't so mean. Because really, it's impossible not to notice that he's smoking hot. Any girl would've noticed that.

"Enough! All of you need to learn a little respect! This project will do just that! And you-" she said, looking back at forth at Hermione and Draco (even though Hermione hadn't said anything, ) "- will learn how to be nice to each other!"

"Whatever," Draco murmured, arms crossed over his chest, puffing his bangs out of his face.

Hermione just nodded sheepishly, still shocked.

McGonagall snapped her fingers, "Move!"

The students grabbed their books, shuffled across the room to their stations, and got all their materials ready. Some of them let their books fall lazily out of their hands, landing with a foom! And slumped into their seats to get to work. Ron was still fuming and mumbling under his breath while Harry just eyed Draco suspiciously. Hermione grabbed her books with a sigh, and stood up. Draco was standing beside McGonagall, who was beckoning her. Draco shifted his weight to his right hip, as if to say, Hurry up!

When she finally reached them McGonagall continued with her directions, "You two will be working on an extra credit project, stop it ! (For Draco had rolled his eyes) "There are no limitations on this project, you can present it any way you like, let your creative side flow!"

Draco rolled his eyes again, but Hermione asked, "What, exactly, is the project?"

"Oh, right, you will be doing a project on the history of Transfiguration. As I said, you may present it anyway you like. You both will be working at the front desk here." She gestured toward the front of the room.

"There's no table there," Draco said.

He was quite right, the only thing in sight was three large bookcases, books scattered all over the place. Parchment littered the floor, some written on. A large Gryffindor banner was draped over one of the bookcases. It was quite a mess.

McGonagall walked over right by one of the bookcases, "What are you saying? It's right here."

Sure enough, barely visible, a large desk was tucked away in the center of all the mess.

"I'm sure you'll find the books helpful. Get to work." Hermione set down her books amidst the mess. Draco did the same.

"I can't see." Ron's voice said.

Hermione rolled her eyes, she knew fully well Ron had the best seat, you could see everything in the room from it. Well, except for the desk she was currently sitting at.

"Is that so? Very well, you may sit in Ms. Granger's desk for now."

She heard Ron get up and move all his books. He sat down in her desk and noticed that it –surprise, surprise- had a clear view of her and Draco.

"Well, mudblood, I don't want to be here, but shouldn't we be starting on the project?" Draco flipped open his book.

"Right," Hermione said, pulling out a piece of parchment and began to take notes. She could still feel Ron's eyes boring into them.

For half and hour it was like that, her and Draco taking notes and Ron watching them intensely. She was sure Ron was just trying to be sure Draco didn't harm her but, it just felt like, the way he watched her, that he owned her. She didn't like that at all.

As she finished making a chart, she looked up at Draco. He was just flipping through his book, not giving a care in the world. While he flipped, he twirled a quill in his free hand.

She started to examine him: his pointy chin, his grey eyes and the way they moved as he read across the page. His muscles would flex lightly whenever the quill turned. The golden white hair on his head fell from behind his ear, creating a veil between them.

"What?" He asked, not looking up from the book.

She blushed, realizing she was staring. "You've got very large hands…" she whispered, barley audible.

"So," He asked, turning toward her smirking and raising an eyebrow, "wonder what sounds they can have you make?" He eyed her body suggestively.

"No! Pervert! I'm just saying that they could be giant's hands; they're so large!" Hermione shouted, becoming more scarlet. She knew she could've come up with a better comeback, but when Draco was around her whole body would stop thinking and have a total brain fart. Whenever he would look at her with those grey eyes she felt as if he could she her, the real her. Like everything in her life was just lain out before him. It didn't frighten her, she couldn't explain it.

"They simply can't be that large," Draco muttered, slightly offended that anyone had found a flaw in his body.

"It certainly looks that way," Hermione huffed underneath her breathe, examining her own hands.

Draco put down the quill he was holding in his right hand and reached over nonchalantly over to Hermione's right hand. He touched hers lightly, waiting for her to protest, when Ron gave a small growl. Draco ignored him and lifted Hermione's hand. He extended her fingers and laid their hands flat against each other. Hermione's hand barley reached to the middle of the first and second joint of Draco's fingers.

He laughed, "Your hands are so small!"

"They are not!" Hermione protested. She drew her hand away quick and soothed its soft surface as if she had been burnt.

Transfigurations class was let out, and Draco quickly grabbed his books and walked away from the sheltered area.

"Bye, Granger."

"Giant"

"You forgot to point out I'm a devilishly sexy, handsome, giant." Draco smirked.

Hermione stood, grabbed her books, said, "I'd be lying, because you aren't any of those things," and walked away.

As she walked down the walkway with her books trying to find Ron and Harry she heard Draco come up behind her and whisper, "We both know you secretly want me."

There's the first very short chapter! I know it was probably horrible, but I got the idea while home alone and bored, so I just kind of wrote it. Please read and review!

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