A/N: Hello everyone! Just as I said I am back and I am determined to finish this book no matter how long it takes me. Even if it takes me too long and dies off, even if no one is reading it, I will still finish. As I had said the past while since I have updated has been crazy plus I had a baby. But here is your first revamped chapter! I added a lot more and I would say my writing has improved so it should be better than my first try. But I want to know what you all think! Was it better?

I should be uploading within the next couple days. I have the first three chapters already revised, jut need to be typed and uploaded so keep your eye out!

Hermione Granger was a sensible person, she never made a decision without weighing all of her options. "Control freak" they called her, but who could really blame her? No planning made for a rushed decision and mistakes. Apparently this made her a "difficult person", or so people liked to say. Hermione had come to terms with her controlling personality long ago. Why would anyone expect her to change because of what they thought? No matter how many people thought Hermione should change her personality, she would not back down, she wouldn't comply. Who was she if not a warrior after all.

Shaking her head to clear the distracting thoughts consuming her. Hermione took another deep breath of fresh air as an attempt to calm her nerves. Sometimes she still had trouble remembering that the war was over. Returning to Hogwarts as an Eighth Year, as they had so been deemed, seemed like the only logical pathway for Hermione. Although after the war she was certainly not the school girl she once roamed these halls as. But she returned none the less to have the "normal" Hogwarts experience that was so harshly robbed from her. Harry and Ron had also returned for similar reasons.

Hermione shot up from the grass in a panic. She had come to her spot to get a moment of peace and quiet instead of lunch, but she had realized that all the sounds of students walking around had died off. Which meant she was late for class! Hermione gathered her things as quickly as she could and took off running as though her life depended on it, and she had actually had to do such several times in her life.

Running down the corridor Hermione barely cared if anyone was there to scold her or strip her of House points. She was late for the first Potions class of the year, and that meant they were supposed to pick partners to work with for the rest of the year. Hermione arrived at the dungeons huffing and puffing trying to catch her breath before she walked into class.

As soon as Hermione put her hand on the door she heard another set of running footsteps approach behind her. Looking over her shoulder she saw the tall blonde behind her. Draco Malfoy. Hermione tried her best to hide the automatic nose crinkle that she seemed to experience when she saw those who she did not like, but she suspected she had not done too well as she saw a sneer take place on the Slytherin's face.

Neither one said anything to one another as they turned to open the doors of the Potions classroom. Although, once they had the door opened both of them realized that all of the students in their class had already partnered up and has started their reading assignment, even though they were all looking at the pair in the doorway. Normally a situation like this would draw a fierce blush onto Hermione's face, but she was too preoccupied with the fact that there was only two chairs left, at the same table, and only her and the blonde menace left.

Draco Malfoy honestly believed the bushy haired know-it-all known as Hermione Granger would rather sit on the floor than sit with him at the last table. He could practically see it now. She would probably march up to Professor Slughorn who was deep in thought at his desk with her nose held up in the air and demand that he provide her with an extra cauldron so she could work by herself on the floor. Any objection Slughorn could muster and sputter out Hermione would refute until he gave her what she wanted. But then Draco suddenly heard the chair next to him slide against the floor and Granger sit down.

Nothing was said for a moment.

"Tell me Granger, what exactly do you think you are doing?" Draco drawled.

"Well Malfoy, it seems as if I am sitting in the only seat available" Hermione quipped back.

"Very well then, keep the interaction down to a minimum if you could"

Hermione watched Malfoy turn away and bury himself into his Potions textbook. She turned her eyes to the board upfront and saw the reading for class written. Hermione pulled out her textbook and snorted.

"I'm not exactly sure why you would think I would want to interact with you more than absolutely necessary anyways." Hermione muttered.

"Well it seems you would as you are now," Draco replied. He turned his head to see Hermione's lips tightly pursed as she read her textbook.

'That seemed to shut her up' Draco thought.

Eventually Slughorn got up from his desk and out of his own head, only to register Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger seated as partners and he was in complete shock. The Seventh and Eighth Years knew the routine at this point. The first class of the year they picked a seat and a partner and that's where they were for the rest of the year. When they came into class the ould spend the first thirty minutes reading the section out of their textbooks that was displayed on the board. Potions was always a double so they would review the potion together and then proceed to brewing. So during the first thirty minutes with the older students Slughorn had the opportunity to lose himself in this depressing thoughts until the alloted reading time was over. He shook his head and walked to the front of the class to begin the lesson.

As Slughorn went over the complicated potion they would be brewing today in class. Hermione paid rapt attention and took organized, detailed notes, seeming as though she was writing down every word Slughorn said. While Draco barely wrote down anything, seeming not to really care.

Slughorn looked around the class.

"Now don't be fooled, not only is this potion complicated, but it is also dangerous. Once the potion is administered to a witch or wizard they develop extreme empathy to the first person they come in contact with. We will explore the effects in a controlled setting once we are done. Each partner will take a turn experiencing the effects of the potion, but not to worried I have an antidote we will administer after five minutes. So let's begin."

'What a dangerous potion' Hermione mused.

'What a powerful potion.' thought Draco.

The class was sent off to collect their ingredients for the potions. Both Hermione and Draco got up to collect ingredients, although it was normally custom for one partner to do the job.

Hermione met up with Harry at the ingredients section.

"What are you doing Hermione? Have you lost your mind?" Harry whispered angrily.

Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"It's not like I wanted to partner with him Harry. That was the only seat left in the entire class." she whispered back.

Harry's face morphed into sympathy.

"Well good luck I guess, now you're stuck with him for the entire year." he said grimly. With a gentle touch to her shoulder he walked back to his table he was sharing with Ron.

"What did she say Harry?" Ron questioned eagerly.

"That she didn't have a choice." Harry muttered.

"Do you think Slughorn will let her trade?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders "I dunno, probably not."

"Bloody Hell."

As Draco walked up to the ingredients station, he experienced something similar with his friend Blaise Zabini.

"Tough luck Draco, being late caused you to have to pair up with that swot Granger, the whole class is losing their minds. But in good news, she's been the only one able to beat you in Potions, so I'm sure she could give you a few tips. You know, to help you out." Blaise chuckled at his own musings, annoying Draco further.

Draco rolled his eyes "I'm positive that twit couldn't teach me anything." he grumbled.

"Yeah whatever you say pal." snicked Blaise who walked off to join his partner Theo Nott, Draco's only other friend.

Both Draco and Hermione approached their begrudgingly shared cauldron without a word. They warmed up their cauldron still in silence and began preparing the ingredients. Once the potion making begun minimal words were exchanged between the two. They progressed and followed the potion's instructions step-by-step, not a mistake was made.

Hermione was deep in concentration, "Alright, I am now adding the ash bark wrapped in a single unicorn hair."

She carefully dropped the ingredients in and watched as the potion turned a brilliant pink instead of the supposed calm blue that w Hermione began to panic, she had never messed up a potion before.

"Malfoy, what is happening right now?" Hermione squealed.

Draco clenched and unclenched his jaw a couple times in attempt to control his temper.

"Well Granger, I would have to say that you ruined the potion because I already added those ingredients five minutes ago like we were supposed to." he growled. Shows Blaise what he knows. Granger didn't teach him anything, instead she ruined his potion instead.

Hermione looked up at him in shock. "What do you mean? We weren't supposed to add the ingredients until the potion was simmering, not boiling! Why didn't you tell me when you added them?" she practically screeched at the annoyed man that stood before her. By now the whole class was had stopped their potions to gawk at the duo.

Slughorn approached to diffuse the situation between the bickering pair.

"What is going on here?" he asked gasping for air. He was trying to catch his breath considering he had practically ran across the room and that was the quickest he had moved in years.

Hermione couldn't stop the tears that sprang into her eyes.

"Well Professor, it looks as if I added the ash and unicorn hair a few minutes after Draco had added the ingredients himself and ruined the potion. I am so sorry sir."

Slughorn seemed to lose all color, and he started opening and closing his mouth so quickly Draco couldn't help but think that he rather looked like a fish running out of air.

Draco rolled his eyes at the Professor's reaction. Of course he was extremely annoyed with Granger for ruining the potion, but it wasn't as big of a deal as Slughorn was making it.

"Sir, with all due respect, I get this is the first time anyone has ever seen the great Hermione Granger mess up, but you are overreacting." he drawled.

Slughorn dropped into the nearest chair. "Class dismissed. Everyone except Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy are excused." he choked out.

Hermione was desperately trying not to start sobbing. This had to be a major screw up. Not only did Slughorn end class abruptly, making them stay behind, but he also summoned Headmistress McGonagall, and he wouldn't even look at either of them.

McGonagall finally rushed into the room, "Is there anyway to reverse it Horace?"

All eyes turned to Professor Slughorn as he slowly shook his head.

"I am afraid not Minerva. It looks as if they are bonded for life."