CHAPTER ONE

As Hermione Granger was finishing a book in her usual library spot, she could see one of her fellow Gryffindors, Alicia Spinnet, run excitedly past Miss Pince, who glared with disdain, and toward Hermione herself. "Did you hear the news? Oh my goodness, did you Hermione?" Hermione's face flushed when the whole library turned to them.

In the midst of Alicia's hyperactivity, Miss Pince walked over to the two girls, with a look of irritation on her face. "Miss Spinnet." She began in her shrill voice that only added to her animosity. "In case you haven't noticed, some students are actually taking the time to learn. If you have no intentions of doing so, please leave."

Miss Pince walked away from the duo, and to her desk where she seemed to be writing a letter. "Snotty old hag. It's no wonder why nobody likes her." Alicia rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out to the grumpy librarian who didn't notice.

Alicia turned back to Hermione with a big grin. "So, anyways. Have you heard the news?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Tracey Davis and Draco Malfoy have broken up! Isn't it wonderful?" Alicia shrieked. Miss Pince shot them both a menacing glare. "That means he's single, Hermione! Can you believe it? How lucky a girl would be to get a taste of that bombshell."

Hermione shook her head again, this time with a smile on her face. "Alicia you sound like one of the girls who fawn over him whenever he walks past you. And he's a Slytherin, for Merlin's sake."

"A bad boy, Hermione! Every girl's dream guy. Wouldn't you agree?"

"No, not at all, because bad boys don't exist Alicia."

"What do you mean? Of course they do."

"No, they don't. Draco Malfoy is about as scary as Crookshanks. Underneath all that hate, he's probably a soft marshmallow-horrible tasting marshmallow, but a marshmallow nonetheless."

Alicia crossed her arms. "You just love stomping on my parade, don't you, Granger?" She said with a smirk, as an idea popped in her head. "Why don't you test your theory, Hermione?"

Hermione looked up at her friend incredulously. "E-excuse me?"

"You heard me. Test out your hypothesis. Show me that bad boys don't really exist."

Hermione shut her book and matched Alicia's unwavering stare of confidence. "And how do you suppose I do that? Who would be stupid and thick enough to take part in this experiment?"

"The first boy that walks through those doors." Alicia stuck her hand out for Hermione to shake, a gesture commonly used to ask another person if they had a deal. Hermione pondered on Alicia's words. She concluded that the boy who walked through the door would probably be someone like Cormac McLaggen, who Hermione found to be an easy test subject, as he already had an unhealthy obsession with Hermione.

She reassured herself again before shaking the older Gryffindor's hand. "Deal."

Just then, fate decided to join in on this little plot. In stepped Draco Malfoy himself, with his cronies Crabbe, Goyle, Zabini, and Nott.

Hermione's eyes widened, then she turned to Alicia, who had a wicked smirk playing on her face. "Merlin." Alicia cackled.

What had Hermione gotten herself into?

Author's Note: Hiiiiii! This is my first ever story on this website. DO NOT BE ALARMED IF YOU SEE A SIMILAR STORY LIKE THIS ON WATTPAD. That is probably me posting that because I hadn't originally planned for this to be a fan fiction, but I found that Hermione and Draco perfectly fit the roles. Anyways, thank you for reading and I hope you stick around for more!

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