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Draco Malfoy sat back in amazement as he watched Hermione Granger sit down with one of the thickest books in the library. He chuckled to himself knowing she was reading it for fun. He loved how she looked reading. Her eyebrows crinkled together as she focused on interpreting the deeper meaning of the words. Her brown frizzy waves of hair circled her face and occasionally she would attempt to get it behind her ear but it never worked for long. She was true beauty unlike the girls that would spend the night with Draco to numb his loneliness. Hermione didn't try to be prettier than the girls in their school, not that she had to, she already was. Unlike all those girls she had a personality that was rare and was intelligent. More intelligent than he was, it bothered him sometimes that she put him in second place as the smartest in their year but he was happy for her to be in first. She deserved it.
Draco didn't mind the abuse he received from his father each year when he found out Draco let a muggle born take his "rightful" place as the smartest in his class. Draco's father would disown him if he found out the thoughts he had for Hermione. With everything happening at his home Lucius could not risk another mistake and his son being in love with a mudblood, especially Harry Potters best friend, could be the death of his whole family. That's one of the reasons Draco kept it to himself. With the Dark Lord in and out of his house he refused to put his mother in any danger by following his heart. Not that Hermione would ever accept him. It wasn't until recently that Draco realized his father's beliefs were wrong causing him to regret all the terrible things he ever said to Hermione. She could never forgive him for all the times he called her a mudblood.
Hermione had seemed to notice Draco staring at her; she smiled and raised her hand in a small wave. Draco began to wave back until he realized Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were behind him, it was them Hermione had said hello to. Ron pushed up against Draco's chair nudging him slightly; the boys snickered and Hermione frowned giving Draco a small smile as to say sorry. But Draco wasn't upset, he was just happy that she cared even if it was just good manors.
Hermione Granger sat relaxed and ready to learn with one of the biggest books in the Hogwarts library. She loved the silence the library brought her, not many people enjoyed sitting in the library on a sunny Saturday. However, there was always one person Hermione noticed in the library often was, Draco Malfoy. When they were young Hermione was surprised to find Draco in the library at all. She assumed that Draco would expect to get A's handed to him with no effort and honestly she was surprised the jerk even knew how to read. However, over the years of sneaking glances at him Hermione realized that Draco truly put in effort with his schoolwork. It seemed he was always hard at work on assignments; Hermione liked the way the lines on his forehead wrinkled when he was deep in thought. It wasn't hard for Hermione to understand why a lot of the girls drooled over him. Draco was definitely known for sleeping around and having a lot of options with who it could be with.
It seemed Draco has been changing lately. While he still teased Harry and Ron on occasion he started to leave Hermione alone. Hermione often found him intriguing. Sadly, after running in to Draco's father Lucius on multiple occasions it was easy to see why Draco seemed so damaged. Lucius Malfoy has always been a known associate of Voldemort, more of a pawn. In fact Harry couldn't stop talking about how he believed Draco had become a Death Eater as well. Of course Ron backed him up, but Hermione refused to believe it. While the only conversation the two had with each other was throwing insults back and forth Hermione believed she knew him. Knew him for who he really was; someone his best friend probably didn't know. From observing Draco in the library she was convinced she saw something else in Draco, someone else that only he himself knows.
Just then Harry and Ron walked into the library Hermione smiled and gave them a small wave. She sighed knowing that they probably needed help on the assignment that was due in transfigurations the next day, leave it to them to wait till the last minute. As the boys walked by Draco's table Ron pushed up against Draco's chair nudging him slightly. Hermione frowned, she hated when Ron tried to get a reaction out of Draco or any of the other Slytherins. There was enough tension between their two houses right now there was no reason to further the situation, especially at school. Hermione smiled at Draco in hopes to apologize for her friend's ignorance.
