A/N: This idea just popped into my head out of nowhere. I do not own anything. I don't make profit and only write this to entertain myself and let other have a go at my non existant talents, lol. Please read and review! (Don't trust the cat, he ate it!)

It had all happened many years ago. Harry Ron and myself had a huge fight with Draco and his bodyguards. Dumbledore had called us to his office, all four of us. We went, keeping a safe distance from Draco and his friends as we went. Draco was nervous, just like we were but the hatred that flowed between us was nearly visible. In the office Dumbledore had told us a life changing punishment. We were all going to be sorted into other houses with one of the other house until we could see that fighting had no use. We tried to convince him it was a bad decision but he was not in the mood to change his mood. I started yelling, I had no intentions to be friends with Crabbe. Ron was going to 'hang out' with Goyle. Harry had to be friends with Draco. We were unable to contact each other until we and the others were friends. I went into a frenzy and Dumbledore had made things worse, or so I thought. I changed places with Harry. Draco had sworn under his breath about being friends with a mudblood lover and Dumbledore had caught that through shouts about unfair punishments. He had given us the news we were supposed to be friends now and I shouted even louder while Draco started throwing insults at Dumbledore with unknown anger. Dumbledore had McGonagall take Ron and Goyle while Snape to Harry and Crabbe. They were both going to be sorted again after a while. Dumbledore cast the spells to keep us away from our friends and took out the sorting hat. He murmured something to it and put it on my head. The hat was token and given to Draco next. It shouted Ravenclaw and Dumbledore put it away and said his final words to us.

"Off you go. Remember, the spell to keep you and your friends apart only works for as long as you are enemies. When you become friends, the spell will be reversed and everything can go back to normal." He smiled at the last word and Draco snorted. We walked out of his office and I tried to wish Harry good luck but he couldn't hear, see or sense me. I had become air to my best friend. I sighed as Harry glared at Draco. He looked up to watch where I had gone, not knowing I had already passed him. "Don't think I will accept this task for one second." Draco told me, slightly amuzed as he watched Crabbe and Harry walk into the office. "You don't really want to ignore them forever."

"I might want to." He said, looking smug about it. I felt the urge to hit him. "I guess this is the start of mission impossible." Draco said, still looking smug. I noticed he was about to go downstairs. "You're going the wrong way." I said, unemotional but laughing at him in my head. I didn't bother to look back, I just walked to the Ravenclaw common room. I heard his footsteps following me. The whole school would know already and we were both not in the mood to talk. I walked in first after giving the correct answer to the question. Draco did not look impressed at all. He just went straight to his dorm to go to bed. I looked after him. This really is mission impossible. I sighed, shook my head and walked up the stairs to my own dorm. This was going to be a hard time.

I woke up early the next day, hoping to head Draco of before breakfast. I sat in the common room for about half an hour before the prat finally showed up. "Good morning." I greeted without enthusiasm. "Hmpf." That was the only noise he gave me as a good morning greeting. "I've been thinking. The sooner we are friends, the sooner we can get rid of each other. Isn't that what we both want?"

"I guess." Draco said, not really wanting to listen. "Just stay away from me until I get used to the idea of having you around."

"How long will that take?" I asked, suddenly annoyed.

"Forever." Draco said, suddenly looking smug again. "I find it a relief to be away from those to empty headed friends for a while."

My mouth fell open. "What?!" I said, angry obvious to be heard in my voice.

"I am going to keep you and your friends apart from each other for quite some time."

"You foul, evil, loathsome, little ferret!" I shouted. "How can you think I will allow you to do something like that you idiot! You really are the biggest fucking idiot that exist in the universe. You prat! Dork!" I kept cursing until I was out of breath. He walked up to me, absolutely calm. I was so angry I had to restrain myself not to strangle him on the spot. I noticed him come closer with a slight feeling of satisfaction. I would not have to bother to walk up to him to kill him. He didn't stop coming closer, I was smiling an evil little smile. "You know Granger, I didn't know you had such an extended vocabulary." I couldn't keep myself from shooting looks that were intended to kill him. He leaned closer and I growled involuntarily. He just laughed and leaned in closer and whispered in my ear. "You sounds so sexy when you do that." He laughed and walked away. I threw a book at him. This fight was not over. I would not let him say such low things, even though he was low. He turned on the spot, faster than I expected. He started swearing, giving me at least ten new additions to my vocabulary. He came closer and raised his hand to hit me. I shot a curse at him. It caught him in the stomach and I smirked. This might be fun after all. He grabbed his wand and shot a hex back at me. I got hit in the chest and flew backwards. How dare he! The little egocentric prat! I threw a lot more unspoken swears at him as the dual started. We had to be separated by at least eight students and were sent to the hospital wing for our injuries. Placed in beds that were as far away as possible and not able to get close to each other, we shot swears and insult all day. Madame Pomfrey went ballistic but that didn't stop us. The insult got more inventive as the day progressed referring to birth, raising, body parts and embarrassing moments in the past. I enjoyed myself quite a lot, despite my anger. We shut up when a new guest arrived. Crabbe entered, on his own. Draco didn't notice and kept shouting insults. "Rabbit girl!" Was his latest invention. I smirked. "Ferret boy, one of your friends is here. He looks like he won't live out the day. Worried?" Draco went absolutely pale, I could see it from where I lay. Crabbe only had a rather deep cut in his left arm and was released a few minutes after entering the hospital wing but I didn't bother to tell Draco that. That feeling of fear ought to teach the prat a lesson.

He was silent until lunch was over. He started what I guessed to be plan B. He started singing -or should I say screeching- the most dirty songs in human history. If his plan was to irritate me as much as he could, he was succeeding. I tried to block him out but the sound of his voice was something nobody could escape. I screamed at the top of my lungs after a mere five minutes of his singing. He sang even louder. Would he ever stop? I sighed and asked Madame Pomfrey to sedate me so I could go to sleep. She raised her eyebrow at me but did as I asked. The pain from the bruises, not to mention the broken ribs, I had gotten from the dual with my worst nightmare made it impossible to sleep. She also sedated Draco so that he would finally shut up. I thanked her as she helped me get into a dreamless sleep.

Draco's POV.

I got up on my first day to spend with Hermione, I was up earlier than usual in an attempt to avoid her. I walked down the stairs to the common room and saw her sitting there, reading. I could always try to ignore her. I started to make my way to the doors. "Good morning." Was she saying good morning? "Hmpf." I simple manage to bring out. I wanted to irritate her as much as I could. I was in no mood to talk to her. Stupid little mudblood. "I've been thinking, the sooner we are friends the sooner we are rid of each other. Isn't that what we both want?" I really hoped that question was rhetorical but I answered just to get her aggravated. "I guess. Just stay away until I get used to the idea of having you around." I didn't even bother to really listen to her reply and insulted my friends to make sure she got my point. You are not going to get rid of me that easily. "What?!" She sounds so unimpressive when she is angry, doesn't she know how to curse? "I am going to keep you and your friends apart from each other for quite some time." I said, no intention of keeping my word. I had every intention of finding an alternative route out of this. She started swearing. I took in every word with surprise, showing none of my face. Was Hermione Granger, the best student with the best reputation actually swearing? This was amusing. I hated to admit it, even to myself but she sounded so much better when she was being a bad girl. If she had been a pureblood and a Slytherin, we would have been friends for sure. My feet moved although I didn't want them to. My head screamed to turned around as I walked closer to her. I wanted to make her existence a burden. "You know Granger, I didn't know you had such an extended vocabulary." I said, aggravating her even more. The looks she gave me, I could write a book about that. I moved closer and a little growl of anger escaped her lips. I laughed softly. "You sound so sexy when you do that." I said, teasing her into an even more angry state. I turned and started to walk away. I was going to have so much fun teasing her, irritating her and making sure she would keep herself away from her own friends. When she would figure me out she would be even more angry. I would be rid of Crabbe and Goyle and I would have separated to golden trio in the process. Everything depended on keeping this little girl angry with me, forever. I felt a book hit my head. I turned around as fast as I could and shot a spell at the little witch. How dare she? The little irritating witch! She hit me back and before we realized it we were dueling. I broke her ribs, she broke my arm. I gave her bruises and she gave me scratches. We were match evenly and we were both good. It took a lot of students to break our little quarrel up. My plan would work out perfectly! She would never join the others, even if they became friends, Hermione would be left out for as long as I kept her hate alive, which was way too easy.

Even in the hospital wing my plan continued to work. I shot an insult at her and she returned it. The insult dragged on, getting more inventive and creative as we went. She really is good at this. Hermione went silent as she looked at the door. "Rabbit girl!" I shouted, reminding her of the teeth that had made her face light up one day. "Ferret boy, one of your friends is here. It looks like he won't live out the day. Worried?" My face got pale. I didn't care who had just walked in. Crabbe or Goyle. I knew Madame Pomfrey was caring for him and I could not be all that serious. What made me go pale was the ferret insult. That was below the belt. It had haunted my nightmares for at least six months. How could she use that one me? It wasn't fair. The day Moody had embarrassed me like that definitively made the top ten of worst days in my life. There had been so many people there! I couldn't get one bite of food in my stomach. I noticed she looked smug. She probably thought I was worried about whoever had been hurt. When lunch was over I had to try to get that smile of her face. It hurt to look at it. Would she be annoyed by immature songs? Most girls were, I doubted her to be an exception. Just to be sure I made sure I did not sing with the voice several girls really appreciated. I did my very best to screech instead of sing. It worked. She didn't last five minutes with my lovely songs filling the halls. She screamed as loud as she could and I screeched as loud as I could to top it. Wonderful, I am screwing my voice up. Madame Pomfrey talked to her and came up to me. "If you don't shut up and keep your mouth shut I will see myself forced to sedate you." She said. I fell quiet at once. She sighed of relief and walked up to Hermione and sedated her. I looked at Hermione's sleeping shape. Madame Pomfrey gave me a warning look and went to her office. I silently got out of bed and walked over to Hermione. She looked so peaceful sleeping. I didn't like being prejudice at that moment. She would have been my friend if things had started differently. Now I couldn't look at her without despising who her parents were. But she hadn't chosen them, had she? Just like I never chose my family. I realized what I was thinking and ran to my bed. Dumbledore had done this. He was trying to make me compassionate, trying to fix the conflict between me and Harry freaking Potter. I didn't want this. I hated the mudblood and everybody who was her friend. I kept saying that in my mind like a mantra, shushing myself to sleep with it.

A/N: This is only the beginning. Please review and in case you are really bored, read my other FanFic! (Totally weird and unpredictable but I like it, doesn't that matter?) Now I feel like a commercial, great.... Please forgive me! I only want to know if I am still original and slightly amusin! I hope you enjoyed reading this and I hope to see you again soon!

(Maybe it wasn't the cat after all..)

(I am only 17, studying and up waaay to late by now! Goodnight!)