A/N: Okay. this is going to be a series of Dramione drabbles. Or short stories. They won't coincide with one another unless I specifically say so. Any who, Please Follow/Favorite and Review! If you want to see a certain scenario play out, I'd be happy to do it! Thanks for reading this!

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.

Hermione rubbed her temples, it had been a horribly long day. She sighed as she headed to the Gryffindor Common room she desperately needed her rest. Rounding the corner she sped up only to be sent sprawling back.

"I'm so sorry," she immediately began as she looked up to find grey piercing eyes staring at her. Her words died on her lips as she tentatively watched Malfoy.

"It's not a big deal, Granger," he responded as he held out his hand for her. She looked at it before hesitantly before taking it.

"Sorry," she said again out of reflex. She sighed as she saw her books and papers scattered all over the floor.

She went down to pick them up and Malfoy did the same. Oh, he must have dropped stuff too she thought. Hurrying to grab her things she dropped a book. Malfoy picked it up and handed it back to her.

"I didn't know you read that sort of book," Malfoy spoke glancing at the title. Hermione blushed madly. Of course, it wasn't her usual read it was a romance book.

"Oh, um, really?" she said her voice involuntarily raising a notch higher. She internally scolded herself.

"Yes," he said gazing at her curiously, "I didn't peg you for a romance reader."

Hermione cleared her throat, "Never judge a book by it's cover."

He raised one eyebrow at her before smirking, "If it interests you to know, I've read the book before."

Hermione felt her eyes widen in shock, "Oh, I didn't know. Did you ..like it?"

"It was decent," he shrugged, "Not that great."

"It didn't seem far fetched to you?" she hesitantly continued.

"Far fetched?" he echoed.

"Oh, um, well the girl hates him, and he hates her. So how did they end up falling in love?" she asked nervously.

"You know, Granger, there's a thin love between love and hate," he smirked.

Hermione froze. Was he implying something? She saw him raise his eyebrow again at her expression.

"Oh, yeah. It's only Ginny said it was particularly far fetched because how could you love someone you hate," she said quickly.

"Do you agree?" he said softly as he leaned in closer. Hermione felt herself lean in, too.

"Maybe," she whispered back. He breath hitched as he leaned even closer but then pulled back quickly. He smirked as he saw the tinges of disappointment cross her face. She blushed again this time even redder. She was sure her face resembled the Gryffindor Red.

"Maybe," he chuckled, "I'll see you around, Granger."

She nodded as he handed her a pile of books and papers. She watched his retreating figure before noticing the stack her handed her. They were all her papers Malfoy didn't drop anything. She was sure her heart stopped for a moment as she realized the Slytherin Prince helped her voluntarily.

She was at the portrait when she glanced at her books and realized he kept the book. That was certain to provide an excuse for he to seek him. She blushed at her thoughts. Did she actually like...Draco? Shaking her head she entered the common room dismissing her thoughts for confusion.