A/N: Hey Everybody Yeah, my other version of this story sucked. So, being as perfectionistic (my word) I just HAD to re-write it. And I gave it a better name. The plot may have been used a lot, but oh well….The first part is a bit dull I admit, but its mostly just exposition.

Draco Malfoy was exceedingly bored, not all that uncommon, but irritating just the same. He decided to meander. Just for kicks and giggles…Wait Malfoy's didn't giggle. Just for the pleasure of it. His footsteps brought him to the library, as he was about go in, a small brunette girl with wavy hair walked out sobbing.

As he was looking at a book on the worlds most dangerous snakes, he heard a sound that was music to his ears: a fight, oh and not just any fight, oh no, a fight between Pothead and Weasel. 'Dissention among the ranks eh?' he thought smugly. Plastering a smirk on his face, he followed their conversation all the way through the castle. Apparently they both liked Hermione who had a crush on someone completely different.

"I'll bet you anything its that bloke from Slytherin—" Ron Weasley said furiously.

Draco's ears perked up and he smiled to himself. Him and Granger? Sure she was smart, and nice, and didn't take crap from people—

"Nah, not him, slimy git though innhe? Nah man, that Blaire or—"

"Blaise Zambini?" Harry asked incredulously. "That guy is a SLYTHERIN she should know better!" Harry said angrily.

"Yeah, but we probably didn't have to yell at her, she's probably gone toc ry in Myrtle's loo or something," Ron said guiltily.

Draco had had enough of this petty argument. He turned around to go back to the Slytherin common room when— WHAM!&&# he ran smack into…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

None other than, Miss Perfect herself, who he recognized as the cute brunette he had seen coming out of the library. 'Wait, a minute Granger? Cute? In the same sentence? Nuh Uh!'

"Oh I'm so sorry!" Hermione cried wiping her tears with the back of her sleeve as she bent down to pick up the books she had dropped.

"Uhh, its okay, is something wrong?" He asked shyly.

She gasped when she looked up at him, "Yeah I'm fine," she said blushing embarrassed. "Why?" she asked suspiciously. 'This was Malfoy he never cared for anyone but himself….but DAMN! He was fine…' 'Wait Malfoy? Fine? No way!' Hermione thought.

"Because you're upset. Don't lie to me Granger," he said with a playful glare on his face.

"Fine, I got in a fight with Ron and Harry because I like this guy-"

"Blaise Zambini,"

"Eww, God No!" She said blushing.

"Really, that's not what Pothead and Weasel think. They think you have a love affair going on with him," Malfoy said smirking.

"No, No, He is in Slytherin though, that's why its so embarrassing," Hermione said blushing.

"What's embarrassing about liking a Slytherin?" Malfoy said indignantly.

"Nothing! It's just—hard, for Harry and Ron, to understand that a whole WORLD of people exists outside Gryffindor," Hermione said, irritatedly as she and Malfoy wandered down the empty corridor. Talking. Like Normal people. Not enemies….it was Nice… they continued talking for what seemed like hours. They even laughed! 20 minutes later Draco dropped off Hermione at Gryffindor's portrait hole waving goodbye and smiling when she waved back. His father was wrong. There was nothing wrong with Muggle Borns…Hermione seemed fine, sure she was in league with Pothead and stuff, but that was no reason to judge her… He hung out with Crabbe and Goyle for pete's sake! He whistled to himself, as he thought abouther all the way down to the common rooms.