Disclaimer- as much as I wish that I owned hp I don't. I hope I can get over it in the next century.

This is an odd sort of fic. I hope you all like it.

Onto the story!

Remember- no reviews no next chapter. (5) The Golden #

Here is the story

For real this time…

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Draco Malfoy stared out of the window of the Hogwarts Express watching as the scenery went by. Both Crabbe and Goyle had failed their O.W.L.S and had to redo their 5th year. Draco, alone now, finally realized that there was something wrong. There was now no one around to talk to and no one around to laugh at. Overall, this was going to be a very boring train ride.

He was gazing off into space thinking of nothing unparticular when a knock came on the compartment door. Thinking it was the food cart, he called out, "I'm not interested."

The knock on the door came again, this time more urgent. Draco sighed and got up. He walked the short distance to the compartment door and opened it. To his surprise outside the compartment door stood none other than Hermione Granger.

"Hi," she said.

"Go away mudblood." He answered her.

"I heard what happened," she said, "Crabbe and Goyle flunked out."

Draco turned away and sat back down on the seat. "I really don't want to talk about it right now," he said miserably.

"Well, if you need some help, or a friend, let me know." Hermione turned and left.

"I'll sure let you know," Draco thought as he shut the door. She was just a mudblood, nothing else.

Nothing special, nothing else.

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She did not know what in the world possessed her to do that. If Harry and Ron knew that she had just gone and had a conversation with Draco Malfoy and had offered to help him they would be mad. Well that was unfair to say but it was very true.

Actually, the asking to help part was spontaneous. It… just seemed to fit in somehow.

Not wanting to go face Ron and Harry right now she turned around and walked back to the compartment where Draco was sitting. Without knocking, she opened the door.

"What are you doing back here," Draco sneered. "I told you that I didn't need help from a mudblood like you."

"You may not need help," Hermione answered, "but I do."

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Hermione needs help!? What a shocker. It made Draco start to think. What kind of help does she need? He wondered. He glanced at the girl sitting next to him. She looked, if anything depressed, as if she needed someone to talk with her. Suddenly, it hit him. He knew what she needed. She had spent her whole life memorizing textbooks that she had never had any time for the one thing that she needed.

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Anyways, I will make this easy. No Reviews, no new chapter. (I need at least 5) THANK YOU ALL KIND READERS/REVIEWERS. Also, anyone who reviews will get a review.  Also, I know that Hermione is a bit ooc. I hope it is easy to get over. ^_^

~Bookluva87