An: First ever Dramione story ever! Hope you enjoy it!
Hermione sat in the library reading a tranfisguration book. Her eyes couldn't focus on the words, they all jumbled together and were blurry. This usually happened when she was angry. She had been in here for an hour, she had just had another fight with Ron. She couldn't stand watch him snog Lavendar anymore. As her thoughts trailed away from the Tranfisguration book that she was merely holding now, she began to think of ways to infuriate that stubborn git. She wanted payback, she wanted him to be jealous of her. She glanced up from her book and across the room she saw Malfoy, he had been looking at her, he turned his head back to Crabbe. Perfect. Hermione thought. She closed her book and put it back up on the shelf, so much for studyi
"Mudblood." He said with a smirk.
"Oh honestly Malfoy when are you ever going to stop?" She asked.
"Whenever your hair stops being so bushy, it looks like a rat built a nest in there." He said.
"Oh shut up you bouncy ferret." Hermione said.
"Can't come up with anything better than that mudblood?" Crabbe asked. Hermione thought for a moment then smiled.
"No, but I can come up with this." she said and punched him in the face. He fell backwards maintaining his balance, blood started to come from his nose.
"You filthy Mudblood!" he said lunging at her, but he stopped. Malfoy had put his hand out and stopped him.
"It's not worth it Crabbe." he said while looking at Hermione. Hermione looked into Malfoys grey eyes, underneath were dark purple bags. Hermione snapped out of her trance then left the library and went to the Gryffindor common room. There was only a few people in there so she decided to go to bed, she didn't want to listen to Lavendar and Parvati giggle and squeal every five seconds. Before she went to sleep she thought, Why had Malfoy stopped Crabbe? He never stopped anything from hurting her in anyway. She knew something was up. The thought of Malfoy stopping Crabbe still lingered in her mind.
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The next morning Hermione got up and put her robes on, and went down to breakfast. She avoided Ron and Lavendar who were snogging in the common room- no surprise there. When she got into the Great Hall she found Harry and Ginny and sat beside them. It went by quickly, and when she saw her time table she was upset. First thing was double potions with the Slytherins. She went and got her books then went off to potions. Slughorn was standing in the door greetig everyone. She sat down at a table by class was rather small, and most of the people she didn't mind. Until he walked in. The tall pale Slytherin walked in with his usual strut, and smirk. She watched his every move, pondering. What was up with him? Unaware of the two boys that sat next to her, her gaze was still fixed on Malfoy.
"Geez Hermione, you're out of it." Harry said, pulling her out of the faze.
"Hmm..?" She asked while looking up. Their conversation ended when Slughorn began to speak.
"Good morning students. I am Professor Slughorn. We will start off today with a new seating chart, then we will be discussing the potions that are on your tables." he said then picked up a piece of paper.
"In the back is Parkinson, Weasley, Patil, and Zabini." he said, Ron groaned and walked to the back.
"In the table beside that is Malfoy, Granger, Davis, and Finnigan." he said, Hermione's stomach dropped. Having to sit beside Malfoy was almost the worst thing that had happened to her today. She got up and moved to the table, but then she thought about her plan and figured it wasn't so bad. Getting lost in her thoughts she hadn't listened to a word Slughorn had said. Then something caught her attention. Slughorn was in front of her table lifting the lid of the potion. Hermione insantly smelled freshly cut grass, Spearmint toothpaste, and something she had never smelled before, but it smelled wonderful.
"Miss Granger. Do you mind telling me what this potion is?" Slughorn asked her.
"Oh, um yes, well this is Amortentia love potion, its the powerfullest of them all, it has different scents for each person, according to what they like." She said while taking another whiff of the potion.
"Very good." He closed the lid and walked back to his desk. "Today we will be making the Draught of Living Death potion." he said while flipping through a book.
"Take out your potions books and turn it to page 53." He said.
Once everyone had done that he spoke up, "The first to create this potion will win a bottle of liquid luck. Now, the ingrediants are back here. Begin." he said, everyone looked into there books and went to get the ingrediants. Hermione walked up to get her ingrediants, Ron was across from her and Malfoy was beside her, she made sure Ron was watching when she brushed her hand against Malfoy's. Malfoy moved his hand and made a disgusted face. She heard him mutter under his breath, "Filthy Mudblood." She walked back to her table and started working on the potion, she noticed Malfoy was doing something wrong, and when Ron looked over, that's when she made her move.
"You're doing it wrong, here." She said to Malfoy, placing her hand over his and helping him cut the beetle the right way.
"Oh, um, thanks..." Malfoy muttered. Did he just say thanks? Hermione thought to herself. She figured he would say something more, Malfoy-like. Rons face was red. Hermione smiled to herself, knowing her plan had worked. And this was just the beginning.
AN:Okay guys. I finally came back and fixed most everything in this. It's not perfect, there are flaws. But don't hate. It's WAY better than it was before, it's been improved.