A/N: I already know what you're thinking, my fans. "FINISH A STORY"! Hopefully this story will...help a little.

Summary: Hermione went to America to attend a college, when none other than Draco Malfoy shows up. Is this a plan or does Draco want to study muggles, or what? Will love blossom between the two freshmen, and most of all, can- with their constant bickering- keep Magic a secret.

Rated T for: kissing, crude humor, and romantic language.

Chapter 1

Philosophy

Hermione bit her lip. This would've been so much easier with going to a normal high school. she thought. Philosophy. She should understand this easily spending most of her life in a mythical world.

"And class, if you realize that words are just words...blue could possibly be orange, or red, and orange and red might be green together instead of whatever they are. The point is..." Hermione drifted off into a la, la land as she watched the professor. He was only about 23 and he was cute. SNAP OUT OF IT! she thought and shook her head. She realized that the reason she said this was because the professor resembled her ex-boyfriend Harry Potter.

"Miss Granger? HELLO?!" Mr. Porter yelled.

"Sorry, sir, what were you saying?" she said shaking her head.

"What could my name be instead of Henry?"

"Well...sir," she tried to jumble all she heard in her head as she clicked her pencil around, "Your name could be anything...than when it is. Because....the words were decided...but if they were changed...you could be...Harry! I mean hairy as in H-A-I-R-Y!" the class snickered.

"Yes Miss Granger, well...I don't believe we asked for a spelling bee, but thank you. Like Miss Granger had said...." Hermione sighed as her head smacked against the desk, and then hopped back up as she wrote down notes. She felt so dumb, and weird. She could not BELIEVE she almost called her Professor her EX BOYFRIENDS name.

"Professor, sorry I'm late." Hermione, as well as the whole room looked up as a binder slapped down hard on the desk next to hers.

"Mr. Malfoy I presume?" Mr. Porter asked. Hermione could not believe it. Draco Malfoy. In College. In Muggle World. In America. In the state she picked. What are the odds?

"Yes sir." Draco saluted him then slumped in his seat, and began to drum his fingers. Rat-a-tat-tat-rat-a-tat-tat.

"Mr. Malfoy? I also presume you know the class rules, as in tardiness is wrong, and class disruptions!" Rat-a-tat-tat-rat-a-tat-tat. "MR. MALFOY?"

"Yes Professor PORTER?" Draco drawled back.

"Please stop tapping your fingers and proceed to take out your notebook, and continue along with my discussion on-

RING!!!! His alarm for class to be over went off.

"Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy, I would like to see you!" The two walked up to the desk. Draco strutting over, and Hermione biting her lip and walking nervously.

"You two, I've heard high expectations from... Hog High, or whatever, but you two are not showing it." Draco smirked and Hermione shivered. "I want better signs that you want to be in these classes. If not we can ship you back to London." They nodded. Hermione and Draco left the classroom. Draco burst out laughing, Hermione slightly giggled.

"DRACO! You did not tell me you were coming!" Over the years, Draco and Hermione became best friends, when Harry broke up with her, and Ron went missing, she found him comforting, and they became best buds.

"Sorry Hermione, it was a surprise. But on the subject on coming, will you come with me to get a few drinks?"

"I guess I could hit a pub."

"You mean a bar?"

"Right." she nodded. They walked out the front of the University.

Draco and Hermione settled in a nearby bar.

"So Philosophy Hermione." she nodded as she sipped her champagne.

"It's interesting. How Muggles feel on the thought of the way the earth could've been, I mean its-

"Fascinating?"

"Exactly!" she said swirling around her cup.

"But I always thought you'd take something like...."

"Law? Journalism?"

"Yeah something more...intelligent of your manner."

"Well, Draco. You might not understand this...but, I missed high school, the most important years in a muggle life time."

"I've read books Hermione, I understand."

"Oh! And what kind of books? Because I always thought you were the type to read classics...."

"Well... I've looked around. AND BY ACCIDENT, I read the first three books of The Clique and the first book of Gossip Girl."

"Shut up!"

"Gosh! You sound like Massie Block or something..."

"And you memorized their names! Draco that's hilarious."

"Oh shut up." he joked as he finished the Bud Light in his cup, and asked for a refill.