Here and Now

Chapter 1: The Switch Up

Hey guys this is for my friend Variya, she requested for a Dramione fanfic :D Hope you like it.

Hermione was walking to charms class alone. Ron and Harry were off to their classes. She never felt so tired in her life. She was sick of being the wallflower; she was sick of having to stay strong for everyone else. It wasn't fair she would be there for Ron, she would be there for Harry, and she would definitely be there for Ginny. But where were they when she needed them? She just wished she would find someone. As she kept on daydreaming about her perfect guy and kept quoting Shakespeare under her breathe, Draco Malfoy tripped her. Her rolls of parchment scattering on the floor ink splashing everywhere and drenching her robes.

"You're such a klutz Granger. Mind where you're going. I wouldn't want to get ink on my robes."

Hermione felt tears filling her eyes. She didn't need this from Malfoy, not today.

"What do you have to say Granger? Can't fend for yourself? Need Potter and Weasley to help you?" Malfoy taunted her. She wanted to say something. She has been quiet for way too long.

"I-I" Hermione, UTTER WORDS! Hermione thought. She just kept stuttering.

"I'm sorry Granger, Can't hear you." Malfoy looked at Goyle and Crabbe, then at Hermione. Hermione stood up and just gave Malfoy a look of pity, and walked away. He wasn't worth it. But there was something about the way he stared, and she could feel his gray watery eyes on her. "I'll see you at charms, Granger." Draco sniggered. Hermione sighed. She forgot that they had charms together. She hated it.


She got to charms class early. She did her usual routine, she put her books down, got her parchment and ink ready and she put her bag on top of the empty seat beside her. She never had a partner. She had to work alone. It's for the best Hermione; you're strong and independent. The noise Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle made while entering the room distracted her. She rolled her eyes. As the class began, so did Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe's incessant noise.

"Okay class, so today we will be learning to do several switching charms. Non-verbally" Professor Flitwick was interrupted and turned to the noise. "Malfoy, would you like to share? Move here to the front beside Ms. Granger, so I can keep an eye on you." Hermione looed horrified. Now I have to sit and work with him! Malfoy moved reluctantly beside her. He smelt like scotch and freshly cut grass. He smelt good, Hermione snap out of it! He's Malfoy.

"So Granger, you do all the work; I'll just sit and take credit yeah?" Malfoy put his legs on the table and pushed Hermione's bag on the floor.

"Malfoy, I'm sick and tired of you. I don't even like you! I can't believe I'm stuck with you! I hope I don't breathe any retard germs." Hermione flicked her wand and pointed it at a flower that Professor Flitwick had provided. It turned into a pumpkin.

"Oh Granger," Malfoy whispered into her ear seductively. "You just want me don't you?" Then Malfoy flicked his wand and aimed at Hermione's chair, but the blue light hit Hermione's chair. Draco shuddered and so did Hermione. Everything went quiet all of a sudden. Hermione and Draco both stared at each other, when his pale gray eyes met her chocolate brown ones; Hermione felt like something was tugging her. "Um," Draco stood up and asked to be excused. Hermione did the work alone, still silent; she wasn't answering any questions.

"Ms. Granger, is something bothering you? You look awfully pale." When he didn't get an answer, Professor Flitwick moved over to Hermione and put the back of his hand on her forehead. "My, my Ms. Granger. You have a terrible fever. You may be excused from class. Take a nap." Professor Flitwick smiled.

"Th-thank yo-you Professor." At least I know I can utter words. And Hermione dashed off to the girls' dormitory. She lay down on her bed and stared up at the ceiling; something, she knew something would be wrong. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep, uncomfortable sleep.


Draco stumbled into the Slytherin's Boys' dormitory and fell on one of the beds. I don't care whose bed it is. I need to lie down. Draco felt dizzy and hot. He loosened his tie and he buried his face in the pillow. He felt like something pulling him. But he didn't have the urge to follow it. But he knew something was very wrong… "Damn it, Granger. Why do you do this to me?" He was in love with her. But she hated him He was so angry at the world because of that. He always had this emptiness inside. He only kept tearing her down so she could talk to him. I'm sorry Hermione…

A.N SO do you like it? Review please and any suggestions.