AN: Well, I must admit, I'm not JK Rowling... I'm no where near as brilliant! I own nothing, I repeat NOTHING of Harry Potter... Except maybe the plot, but knowing my luck, somebody probably already has that copywritten too, sigh. Anyways, this is a repost, because I finally finished this story... It took forever... because I'm lazy. So enjoy!

A Civil Romance

Chapter One

The Usual Animosity

A sharp stab in the shoulder made Draco look up from his kippers, eggs, and bacon. He sighed. "What?" he snapped, rounding on Crabbe and Goyle, "Can't you see? I'm trying to eat my breakfast in peace!" Crabbe and Goyle looked taken aback. Malfoy smirked.

"Err. Well, Malfoy, we thought-"

"You can think?" Draco asked, and feigned look of surprise on his face, "Imagine that! Well, I suppose you have to be able to do something, seeing as you can't see!" Draco went back to his breakfast.

"Ah, well, It's just that Potter seems to have gotten himself in a fix," Crabbe said, cautiously.

Draco's head shot up. "Where?" he asked sharply.

Goyle pointed across the Great Hall to the doors, at the foot of the Gryffindor table. Malfoy grinned, and a sharp glint appeared in his eye. He stood up, taking out his wand at the same time. "Well, what are you waiting for?" Draco sneered, "Voldemort to come back?" Several of the Slytherins snickered.

Crabbe and Goyle clumsily got to their feet. Draco and his two cronies hurried over to the Gryffindor table. Harry had been hit with the Snaretrap spell, causing his legs and arms to be snared together.

Crabbe and Goyle snickered and Malfoy smirked. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Malfoy asked in a superior tone.

"Shove off, Malfoy, you prat," Harry snarled.

"Dear me, manners Potter. You'd best be watching yourself," Draco drew himself up, "I am a Prefect."

Harry snarled, and made to move towards Malfoy, but his arms and legs were still stuck, so all he ended up doing was falling flat on his arse.

Malfoy sneered, "Well. Now I know why I was made a Prefect, and you weren't. Because I do not fall on my arse and keep my mouth shut. I," he drew himself up, and looked down his nose at Harry, "Stand back up and defend myself."

Harry squirmed around and got to his feet, "Malfoy, you are a-"he said some things that would make anyone turn in their grave.

Malfoy stepped back, the smirk disappearing off his face. He was about to speak, when Hermione came running up.

"Enough you two!" she quickly did the counter-curse for the Snaretrap spell. Harry smiled at Hermione quickly, before turning to Malfoy.

"I've had it up to here with you Malfoy!" he said, gesturing to a place above his head, "So I'd shut up if I were you. I'd shut up now!" Harry was clenching his fists.

Malfoy smirked, with a completely cool, composed attitude. "Well. Potter, it appears I have gotten on your nerves. Well that really is too bad. Potty, you really ought to control your temper, otherwise, you'll end up like your Weasel friend." He sneered, "Poor, stupid, useless, and an insult to the name of a wizard. Not that you aren't already stupid and useless, but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, this time."

Harry had had enough. He jumped on Malfoy and started to beat him up. Malfoy fought back as best he could. Suddenly Harry and Malfoy were hit with an Impediment Jinx. Harry had given Malfoy a black eye and a bloody nose, while Harry had received a black eye and his jaw was beginning to ache.

"That was absolutely disgusting! Imagine if this had happened next week, while we were being inspected by the Ministry!" McGonagall was screaming herself hoarse. Everyone in the Great Hall had gone silent. "You two! I've had enough of you two! I-am- absolutely- disgusted! You two need to learn to behave yourselves! Put your mutual hate for each other behind you in public!" McGonagall suddenly stopped, as if she had just gotten an idea.

"Well now," she grinned, "I have an idea of how to get you to settle this, and learn to behave yourselves in public. You two will be confined in a classroom, together, for one whole week. You will be given all the necessities. Then, perhaps, you'll have learned how to behave yourselves. You'll be let out just in time for the Ministry inspection, and let's hope, if you haven't killed each other, that you've learned to hide your hate for each other. This punishment starts the moment you get out of the Hospital Wing. So get to the Hospital Wing, NOW!" Harry and Draco made their way to the Hospital Wing in silence. They were too shocked to say anything.