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Chapter 1
'Hermione Granger is no mudblood' Draco Malfoy though to himself one day in Transfiguration. 'No muggle born can be this good in magic so quickly. There must be magic in her blood some where... If not my dad is gonna disown me, for falling in love with a mud- muggle born.'
"Mr. Malfoy," McGonagall asked awaking him from his daydream " Would you mind telling me why you are staring off into space and why the only thing in your notes is 'Prove she is no mud blood.'?" Everyone was looking at Draco, he refused to show his embarrassment. 'Sorry there won't be show' he thought.
"No, professor," he sneered.
"Ten points from Slytherin, and see me after class."
The remainder of class was spent trying to turn a rock into a butterfly. Draco was finically starting to get refocused when a beautiful monarch butterfly landed on his nose. Looking up from his assignment, he saw Hermione's eyes widen before she quickly turned away. He realized her rock was no longer in front of her. 'Was that a hint?' He wondered. Once class was over only Hermione successfully managed to turn a rock into a butterfly. Draco walked up to McGonagall as the bell rang.
"Mr. Malfoy your grades have been dropping this past few months is anything wrong?"
" nothing you need to know professor."
"Alright, start studying more and no further punishments will be given."
Draco headed toward his common room, but quickly turned around.
'Potter!' He though 'If only we hadn't formed this rivalry... We could be friends.' Draco saw Harry talking among other Gryffindors to include Ron.
"Potter!"
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"A word... Privately."Ron raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to say something but Harry didn't want to cause to much trouble.
"Okay Malfoy." Harry said surprising everyone. Draco and Harry walked a few steps away."So what do want?"
"To apologize for-"
"Everything?" Harry cut him off "I was just telling Hermione," Draco held in a smile at her name, "the other night that I should do the same. School would be awful if we always fought at everything." They both smiled as they made amends.
"One more thing, how are you with researching family lines?"
"Not well, ask Hermione." Draco sighed as Harry walked away.
'Ah! How am I to prove that she isn't a muggle born, if I don't know where to start!' Draco thought about his dilemma on his entire walk to the Slytherin Common Room.
AN: There's more...