It was their sixth school year at Hogwarts.

Draco Malfoy sat at the Slytherin table, munching in his breakfast slowly, poking on his food.

Hermione Granger had walked in late to the Great Hall, looking flustered as she sat down beside Harry, who looked at her curiously.

"Merlin, Hermione, you look as tired as ever." His hand reached out for a glass which contained pumpkin juice, and handed it to Hermione. "Take a sip, you'll feel better."

She reached out for the glass, clumsily taking a hold of it, and then placing her lips to the rim. She took a sip, placing the glass back down on the wooden table.

She was fidgeting; being a Head Girl meant several responsibilities, and she'd always done them properly. But she had been working too hard, and she needed a break.
Ginny gingerly placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder, shaking her gently. "Are you okay, Hermione?"

She shook her head vigorously as she shoved her breakfast in her mouth quickly. "I've just been," she said between half chews. "Tired."

Draco Malfoy glanced over at the Gryffindor table, noticing the Princess of Gryffindor way out of line. He smirked to himself, not knowing why.

Soon everyone scurried out the Great Hall, running to their classes with their books in their hands. As Hermione was about to leave, Draco stepped up, grinning at her like he always did. He stopped calling her a mud blood, mostly because he was starting to like her…just a little bit. And because calling her that was childish.

"Restless night, Granger? How good did the weasel shag you?" Draco asked suddenly, his hands crossed around his chest, his blonde hair falling on his face.

"Shut up, Malfoy. And get out of the way." She demanded in a venomous voice which shocked Draco.

The Head Boy tilted his head, staring at her in confusion. "I get it you've had a long night with Weasely and all that and that you must've muttered a silencing spell before shagging him, but Merlin, Granger you sound like you haven't had sleep in days. Look like it, too." He was egging her on just to see her reaction. He loved her reactions.

"Malfoy, move out or I will HEX YOU INTO OBLIVION!" She yelled at him rather too loudly. The remaining pupils in the Great Hall stared at them both for a good amount of time before carrying on to their classes. "Now go away. I have Potions class with Snape."

"I do, too, Granger." He was surprisingly calm. He hadn't even shouted, nor do anything else. The golden locks just fell into his face, making him look quite cute to Hermione…

She shook her head, pushing past the Head Boy and rushing to her Potions class. This was going to be a long day.

It already sucked enough that she was sharing a single Common Room with only Malfoy, and that their rooms were across from each other's. Now Malfoy was teasing her about shagging her boyfriend Ron. What bugged her the most was that she didn't shag Ron, or anyone else for that matter. She wanted to remain a virgin until she got married to the right man. She wasn't saying that Ron wasn't the right man but…it wasn't just the right time. Sure she and Ron had done light snogging a couple of times, but sex was just a whole new different level. And she wanted things different with Ron.

"Am I interrupting you fantasizing over me, Granger?" Draco stood by the door of the Common Room, grinning mischievously.

That nasty little ferret…

"What the hell do you want with me, Malfoy? Get your pureblood arse back into your room and leave me alone." She snapped. "I'm not fantasizing over you, or anyone else for your information! Never fantasizing over a fake little selfish ferret."

Draco looked taken aback, and surprisingly, quite hurt. Hermione looked at him, raising an eyebrow. His face was gleaming from the light of the heart, tingeing his face orange and yellow, making his perfect cheekbones clearly visible and making his features even more beautiful.

He said nothing else; but only started walking towards his room, and finally when he did reach his room, he slammed the door behind him.

Hermione blinked a few times, trying to process what just happened. Had she just offended Draco Malfoy? Had she hurt him? No…never a proud, selfish man like him could be hurt. But everything looked so real. He didn't comment with a snappy retort, or call her a mud blood. What was happening? Why did the world suddenly change around her so fast?

I'm so confused… She thought to herself, before getting up and heading to her own room, locking herself in for the night.

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