Hermione made her way down to the back of the train. She snorted in disgust as she though about Ron and Harry. They are both worthless gits! I can't believe I wasted so much time with them. They had been the two people that she could count on, the two people that she could trust. Now they weren't even her friends! Her anger turned to sadness as tears fell silently down her face she couldn't take it any more. Hermione turned into the first compartment that she saw. She just hoped no one was in there.

Of course with her luck someone was in there. That someone happened to be Draco Malfoy. There was only one thing wrong; he was alone.

"Oh, s-sorry," Hermione choked and went to the compartment door again. Malfoy's eyes met hers and Hermione stood still a little shock. They were an icy grey, no emotion shone from his eyes except for the twinge of… Pity? Hermione asked herself. Then she realized that she was still crying. There is more than just pity there. She looked a bit closer, but Malfoy turned away.

"Why are you staring at me Mudblood?" He asked drawling.

"I was not staring at you." Hermione said haughtily turning crimson. She had stopped crying.

"Sure you weren't," he said sarcastically. "Why were you crying?" He asked she gawked at him; this wasn't the ferret boy she knew. "Not that I care." He added, seeing her face

"Why do you want to know ferret?" Hermione shot daggers at him.

He shrugged. "Just interested," he turned to the window.

"Where are your friends?" Hermione asked looking at him closely.

"None of your business Granger," Hermione rolled her eyes and left. She didn't even know why she had wasted her time on him! She looked down the hall to see Ron and Harry coming up. She had to hide, but where? Hermione tried the compartment in front of her, but it was locked. Ron and Harry were too busy looking into the compartments to notice her. There was only one place to go, taking a deep breath she went back into the compartment that Draco Malfoy occupied.

"Miss me Granger?" He drawled when he saw her?

"SSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH! They'll hear you!" Hermione whispered hurriedly.

"Who will hear me?" Malfoy asked his eyes shinning with amusement.\

"Harry and Ron."

"You don't want them to find you? Did you and your boyfriends break up?" He scoffed.

"They are not my boyfriends. They aren't even my friends." Hermione said. Malfoy looked at her a little shocked.

"If I help you Mudblood, you owe me." Hermione's mind screamed out no, but she had no choice.

"Fine," he smirked. Why does he want to help me anyway? Oh never mind, he probably just wants me to owe him.

"Sit down Granger." Hermione sat and Draco opened the door, just enough to stick his head out.

"Look its Scar Head and Weasel," Malfoy drawled.

"Shove it Malfoy." Hermione heard Ron say.

"Oh, I'm scared." He said Hermione saw Ron and Harry pass the compartment she sighed. Malfoy shut the door and sat down.

"You owe me Granger." Hermione scowled.

"You don't have to rub it in ferret face." He looked at her wickedly.

"Don't call me ferret face, or I'll have to go get Potter and Weasley back in here." Hermione shut her mouth and stared brutally at Malfoy. She knew she wasn't going to like what ever he wanted her to do.

As she looked at him, she began to notice his features. His stone gray eyes stood out immediately. He had soft blond hair that most girls would kill to touch. I wonder what it would be like to touch it. Hermione thought. No! Don't think about ferret like that! She yelled at herself. His body was toned and you could see his muscles slightly by the tight shirt that he was wearing. He caught her looking and smirked. Hermione turned crimson and looked away.

"Were you just checking me out Granger?" He asked lazily.

"No," she said and looked away from his eyes.

"So what did Potter and Weasley do?" Malfoy asked smirking again.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because you still owe me," she glared at him.

"They… They…" Hermione broke down into sobs. Draco just stared at her. He had no clue what to do. He looked at her, wondering why he had even helped her. It was probably because she looked so sad and pretty. He shook his head. No, not pretty, anything but that! I only did it to have her owe me. He nodded to himself. He looked back to Hermione who was sobbing out of control. Draco had the sudden urge to go over and put his arm around her. He shook his head; instead he just waited until she stopped.

"What did they do?" He asked a little bit gentle. His own voice surprised him, since when was he nice to Granger?

"They told me th-that they thought th-that I w-was j-just a s-s-stupid arsehole a-and that th-they we-weren't e-e-ever re-really friends with m-me, th-they were just pr-pretending. S-so they could sh-shut me up." She stammered. (a/n I know that is really annoying, but I had to do it! Sorry!)

Draco just stared at her. He never believed that Potter and Weasley would ever say that to anyone. Let alone Granger! He was stunned.

"Sorry." He said and then stopped dead. Had he said sorry to Granger? What they heck was wrong with him? Draco looked at her red eyes and sighed, this was going to be difficult. "Get a hold of yourself Granger. You disgust me." She immediately stopped crying and glared at him. That was easy. He thought and looked back to her. BAM!

She had slapped him across the face. "What was that for?" He said, rubbing his cheek.

"For being rude," she glared at him. They were both standing up glaring at each other.

"You'll pay for that Mudblood." He said.

She laughed. "How?" He grabbed her wand, he had meant to thrown it out the window, but when he got near it he opened his mouth to say 'say bye to your wand.' That of course didn't come out.

Instead he said. "You'll never see your wand again unless…" His mouth was going without him telling it to. "Unless you kiss me," she looked at him strangely and Draco realized what he said. He couldn't back out on it know though, Malfoys never took back their words.

Hermione stared at him blankly; she couldn't believe that those words had just come out of Draco Malfoy's mouth. She would not, she could not. But if she didn't, she would never see her wand again. So she leaned forward and kissed him.

As their lips met, she felt something strange. There was a blinding light and she closed her eyes. What got her was that he kissed her back. Her arms seemed to work on their own accord; they snaked around his neck and to his hair. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her towards her. She never wanted it to end, but he pulled away suddenly.

"Here's your wand." Draco gave it back to her. He was shaking slightly. He hadn't known what had happened, but he suddenly felt himself wanting Her-Granger. He hadn't meant to kiss her back, or even hold on to her, but he had. What confused him was the light, and the fact that Her-Granger seemed to like it. Draco suddenly felt himself attracted to this caramel eyed girl. He shook his head and looked at the confused Hermione in front of him. Granger! Her name is Granger! His head shouted. There was only one thing he could do.

"You liked that didn't you Granger?" He drawled.

"I didn't." She snapped and turned crimson. He looked at her amused.

"No? Then I guess you wouldn't want to kiss me again?" He leaned forward tauntingly and she smacked him. "OW! What was that for?"

"Keep your hands off of me!" She said and stocked away.

a/n Hey, remember that Hermione still owes Draco for helping her! Was Hermione telling Draco the truth when she said what Ron and Harry said? Only I know you'll have to read more to find out! Review please, and I don't mind criticism as long as it's constructive. Please Review!