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CHAPTER ONE: CIVILITY

Hermione sat in the Great Hall puzzled, it was only a week after school had started, and yet there was a letter sitting in front of her. It wasn't from her parents because it didn't have the return address, and that's one thing they never forgot. She stared at it, trying to figure out who sent it, and even if she should open it. The handwriting was familiar. She would've consulted Harry or Ron, but she couldn't find them. Now a days there were nowhere to be found. They were there to congratulate her on becoming Head girl, but soon disappeared when she told them that, no, they couldn't use her Head common room as a place to bring girls.

Hermione stopped thinking about the letter when she felt eyes boring into her forehead. She looked up and around the Great Hall finding no one looking at her.

Draco walked into the Great Hall half an hour after everyone else. He was nervous, but didn't let it show. He had just come back from the owlery after sending a letter. He looked around the hall and saw Blaise Zabini, Draco smirked and sat by the boy.

Blaise watched Draco as he silently ate his food, while being preoccupied with someone across the hall. Blaise sighed as he realized who it was.

" Did you finally tell her?" asked Blaise.

" What? Oh… I chickened out… I sent her a letter instead." Draco slightly blushed. He was grateful that he could trust at least one person in Slytherin.

" That's great mate. It didn't exactly happen the way I thought the Slytherin Prince would handle a situation, but at least you did something-" Blaise stopped when he saw the other bys expression. " What?"

" Well you see, I didn't exactly tell her who I was…" Blaise sighed, but said nothing, knowing the other Slytherin's temper. He stood up after saying bye to Draco and left the Great Hall.

Some one tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and found Draco directly behind her.

" Time for our meeting Granger.' She stood up and followed him out of the Great Hall. He had always been handsome to her, and sharing a common room with him wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. He was nice to her when they actually acknowledged each other, but she knew he was off limits. Harry and Ron would kill me if I even thought about dating Malfoy… Not that I even stand a chance… Wait a minute, I've only seen Harry and Ron every once in a while so far…I can do what ever bloody hell I please.

" So I saw that you looked quite confused at breakfast. What was the matter?" Draco asked over his shoulder.

" Oh… that? It was nothing…" She blushed remembering the anonymous letter she had received that morning. She then frowned when she remembered who was in front of her. " Why would you care anyway?" Draco stopped causing Hermione to run in to the back of him. He didn't even flinch.

" I just do ok? I don't hate you as much as you might think. I don't… never mind." With that he kept on walking towards Hogsmeade. Hermione wondered what Draco had meant by his words. He didn't hate her? Wow… he was being so…nice to her. Hermione grew happy although she couldn't exactly figured out why.

" So what do you want to do about this whole Peeves business? I say we make him the main attraction in the haunted house." Exclaimed Draco. He and Hermione were sitting down in the Hogs Head, drinking Butter beers. Hermione Laughed.

" I think that's a great idea! But how do you suppose we get him to cooperate? We should ell him that we'll set him in stone and give him to Hagrid. He would die…Again!" Draco snorted at this statement, causing Hermione to laugh harder. Both of them were thinking the same thing.

I haven't laughed this hard in a lifetime.

Hermione still smiling, looked at Draco, his eyes were so fiery and inviting, she blushed when she noticed he was looking at her intently.

" Who was the letter from?" For a second Hermione gave him a questioning look before answering him.

" How did you know I received a letter?" Draco rolled his eyes. " C'mon Hermione, I saw the owl with parchment in its beak. Either it was a letter or a newspaper. I just deducted is all." He shrugged and drank the rest of his Butter beer.

" Well then I guess you're right. I actually don't know who sent it. That's why I looked confused earlier because I was confused. " She reached into her Robe, pulling out the letter. " It was quite charming actually…" she blushed a littler, wondering if she should hand it over, finally decided it wouldn't be harmful. He took it and skimmed over it, then tossed it back on the table.

" Aren't you going to read it?" Hermione looked a little disappointed.

" I don't want to know what things they say, I caught a glimpse of it in there, but that's your business." He pushed it to her and smiled at her. " Plus, it's time to head back"