A/N: Okay I don't own any of these characters. They belong to J.K. Rowling. If the chapter are short and filled with mistake please don't complain too much ^_^! This is a love story about Hermione and Draco, though it may not seem like it at first! I am going to make the first chapter as long as possible with out giving the whole thing away. I hope you'll like the story!

Friend of Foe

Chapter 1

Hogwarts started a few weeks past. Hermione was starting to feel left out. She was in her 7th year at Hogwarts. Ron and Harry were into Quidditch and girls more than ever. She often didn't talk to the other Gryffindors people because now she was Head Girl, and the Head Girl and Boy had their own dormitories. So she wasn't the common room as much. Hermione was sitting in the Head Boy and Girl common on the red couch in front of the fire when Draco came thundering in like he always did 'Pansy must have found' she thought. "Afternoon, mudblood," Draco said will a cold glare. "Afternoon, ferret boy" she said matching his glare. He stood there for a few seconds and was fixing to walk on when Hermione said, "You know, Malfoy, you really do need to come up with another name for me! They're really getting old; I mean you've called me mudblood for the past seven years!" "Fine Granger, you're a Pothead and Weasel ass kisser" "Well, at least I am not a Pansy fucker!" With that Draco stormed out the common, up the stairs into his bedroom, and sat on his bed.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Draco POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ That bitch, now she's got me second guessing myself! Man a few weeks ago I would have chewed her out, but I went soft after she asked that one simple question. I thought I new the answer to it, but I didn't. Now she has me second guessing my whole life. Why did she have to ask it? Because she knew I didn't know the answer, that why! "Damn you, Granger!" ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~End POV~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

When she heard Malfoy yell this is smirked. She knew she had won the argument, also because she had Malfoy second guessing himself and his whole life, and probably his whole of thinking which was saying something. Hermione was proud of herself for making Draco's life pure hell.

A/n: Okay, okay! I know it's not very long but I got a test tomorrow! I promise I'll have it out before the second movie ( ! Please read and review!)