A/N: Okay, so let me just get some things straight. This is a Dramione story. It will probably have fluff and such, so if you don't like the pairing, you don't have to read. It starts a few days before winter holidays, and I tried to keep to their canon personalities, but, as you'll see, I pretty much failed at most parts and they're pretty OOC, so you have been warned.
Chapter One: Why Not?
"Hermione, could you take a look at this?" Harry handed his Potions essay to me, and I see a mistake in the third line of the paper.
"No, Harry, you add the starthistle second, not first. You add the Lionfish Spine first. Were you even remotely paying attention yesterday?" I gave him the parchment back and continued on my third page.
There's a tapping at the window of the common room, and I get up to let the owl in. Surprisingly it drops the note into my hands and waits expectantly, ready to deliver the reply. I quickly opened the small letter, and read it-
Granger, I need to talk to you
- Draco
I read it again to be sure I read it correctly, though I doubt I could read an eight word note wrong.
Why are you writing to me, Malfoy?
- Hermione
I tie the parchment to the large, brown owl's leg and it flew out the window as soon as I pulled my hands away.
"Who was it from?" Ron asks me as I sit back down in the chair.
"Professor McGonagall," I lie, yet I didn't know why. I tell myself it was because I wanted them to finish their essays. That was definitely it.
I hadn't shut the window, so the owl just flew right over and took a perch on the chair next to me. The note lands on my essay, and I quickly grab it, as Harry was reaching to take it.
Because, as I said in the previous message, I need to talk to you.
- Draco
I sigh, and Ron looks at me for a few moments before scribbling something on to his parchment.
Just go away Malfoy
-Hermione
I tied it to the owl and it flies off. I wrote the last sentence of the essay, and smiled as I put the final period on.
"You're done?" Ron exclaims as I got up with my paper. I nod and look at his parchment. He had written four lines.
"Ron! What have you been doing for the past hour?" I exclaim, and Harry laughs under his breath.
"Thinking," He replied, but Harry muttered something that sounded a lot like sleeping, but I couldn't be sure. I just sigh and go up to the dormitory, and sat on my bed. The owl came back with another message, and I just shake my head while opening it.
Seriously, it's really important. Just come to the Potions dungeon, Snape isn't there, I promise.
- Draco
Why would Malfoy want me to come to meet him? Maybe he was waiting with some Slytherins to pull some joke on me. I mean, what else would he want that was so important?
No. You're either not going to be there, or maybe you'll actually show up. Right now I can't really decide which is worse.
- Hermione
I tie the small note to the owl's leg for, hopefully, the last time. It takes off, coming back no more than a minute later. What is wrong with him?
Granger, I give you my word that I won't cause you pain or humiliation in any way. Please, I need to talk to you alone.
- Draco
Sure, he wouldn't cause me pain or humiliation in any way. This is Malfoy. He causes me irritation on a daily basis. I don't even write back, so after a few minutes, the owl leaves, only to return a short while later with another note. Okay, this was really getting annoying.
Please, you won't regret it, I promise.
- Draco
I sighed, and looked at my alarm clock, which almost all of the girls in the dormitory despise. It was only nine. I could go for a few minutes. I mean, I'm done with all of the homework I know of, and Harry and Ron were still working, and they would just ask me for answers and basically to write it for them. Come on Hermione, why not? I convince myself, so I got up and went to the dungeon, still wondering to myself what I was doing.
A/N: Okay, I knew that was short, but the next one is going up right now. Yes, right now! It's going to be a pretty long chapter next, and…well, please review!