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Summary: We all know our lovable Hermione and our handsome Draco hates each other, am I right? But what if they- like each other? Suck at summaries just read it:D

Chapter 2: It's not his fault, it's mine!

Recap:

Hermione quickly took all the small bottles she could reach and with a swish of her wand, it was gone. She continued doing the same to other bottles when she felt a sudden movement from the ladder. She looked down and breathed, she had a phobia of heights. Much to her dismay, there was a small bottle at the highest shelf that she had to go on tip toes to get it.

She gulped and tried to retrieve it, but the ladder shook and she lost balance. "Draco, help!" she shrieked and fell, but instead of hitting the ground, she felt two strong arms caught her. She looked up, all red to see Mr. Malfoy himself smirking. "Bit careless, might I say?" he asked, and she was flushed because of how close they were. Their noses were almost touching, and he stared into her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes until….

"Ahem."

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Draco turned to see Professor Snape, arms crossed. He accidentally dropped Hermione, and stood up straight. "I asked to clean, not mingle." Snape sneered, and the two blushed. "Mr.Malfoy, you'll be doing paper work with me. Come on." He said, and Draco walked out of the cupboard. "What? I have to clean this foul cupboard while he gets to do paper work?" Hermione protested, getting up from the ground.

"Stop testing my patience." He snarled and closed the door, Hermione cursed under her breath. After she was done cleaning the horrid cupboard, she ran back to the common room afraid of any teacher that might pass by. She changed into her pajamas and slept on the soft, bed. She smiled in her sleep, slowly leaving the troubled world to dream world.

Next morning, Hermione got up feeling tired. She rubbed her eyes, and read her clock. 9.45 a.m. "Merlin! I'm late!" she yelled and sprinted to the bathroom to bathe, when she was done she just remembered. It was Saturday. She groaned, and slipped on jeans and t-shirt.

She entered the great hall, and sat with Ginny. "Morning sleepy head, Harry and Ron went to Hogsmede." Ginny greeted, and gave her a plate of breakfast. "Saved it for you." Ginny said and she smiled, Hermione greedily ate down the food.

As Hermione gobbled down her food, she felt as if someone was staring at her. She looked up, and found two grey eyes staring at her. She shook her head, and got up to leave. "Where are you going?" Ginny asked, and Hermione pointed to the door. "Library, homework. Bye!" she said and went to the Library. Hermione took a deep breath, oh how she loved the library. She could just live in here.

Hermione took her books and chose a table. She sat down and read peacefully. After ten minutes, she heard footsteps, she looked up and saw Draco Malfoy eating an apple with Blaise standing behind him. "Look what I found, mudblood Granger all alone on a Saturday. Pity, where are all your friends?" he asked, smirking and Blaise snickered.

"My friends are in Hogsmede." She spat with disgust, flipping the page of the book she was reading. "If I may, I think they feel embarrassed walking everywhere with a filthy mudblood know-it-all beaver." Blaise laughed, and he walked away. Draco, however, did not laugh at this. He looked straight at Hermione; who covered her face with the book, awfully quiet.

"Why so tense Granger?" Blaise yelled, and Madam Pince shushed him. He gave her a dirty look and left. Hermione felt anger rising up in her body; she could not take this anymore. She got up, and found Draco; still standing there, hands in his pocket. "What are you doing here?" she snapped, and he shrugged. "Blasted git." She muttered under her breath, and pushed past him.

Draco stood there, thinking, 'What in the merlin's name did I do?' He shook his head, and wandered around the castle. He walked on the grassy field, remembered the sad look on her eyes when Blaise offended her. The real question is, why didn't she stand up for herself? Why didn't she make smart remarks like how she normally does to Draco?

He sat on the ground, hugging his legs and enjoying the beautiful lake. He never knew nature could be beautiful. He lied on the grass, looking up at the blue sky. Why was he so.. amazed at this? Well, in account that he had been trapped in his cold, grey mansion for years, is that counted? Not knowing why he did this, he started spilling out all his problems and his secrets.

What he didn't know that someone else was there as well, he thought he was alone at this time. The person that overheard what he said, gasped. A rather loud gasp if you ask me. He widened his eyes and stopped talking; he got up, turned around and saw a girl who just happens to be in Gryffindor. He wanted to disappear and be gone forever, not because that this girl who overheard what he said was in Gryffindor. It was because the girl who overheard EVERY LITTLE THING he had to say was…

"Granger! What are you doing here?" he exclaimed, obviously angry and embarrassed. "To relax, it's a free world Malfoy." She said in a small voice, smiling slightly.

"What did you hear?" he asked, and she shrugged. "Everything." She answered and smiled even wider. "I won't tell anyone." She said innocently, grinning from ear to ear. No way he is going to let her get away that easily. "Oh dear god… Mudblood, you must not tell a SOUL about what I said not even your ruddy cat!" he spat, and she raised her hand. "I promise." She said and left, still smiling. "Oh and thank you for saving me yesterday." She said and continued walking, laughing softly.

Draco mentally kicked himself and stared at the lake. "BLASTED MOTHER NATURE!" he shouted, and looked at his watch. It read, 6.45 p.m. he went inside the castle and passed the great hall, he really didn't want to see Hermione, after what he said. She would probably tease him like mad, or use it as blackmail. "Damn it."

He ventured to the Astronomy tower to look at the starry night, he smirked. He went to the telescope and used it. He peeked through it and saw a shooting star. He smiled, feeling like he was a kid again. He conjured a cushion and sat down. He was looking at the stars for so long that he dozed off.

"Malfoy! Malfoy!" a voice hissed, he fluttered his eyes open and saw Hermione. "What are you doing? Don't touch me!" he exclaimed, and pushed her off. She stumbled on the ground and groaned. "Your friends are looking for you, they sent a search party and they thought I had something to do with you! They bloody threatened me! Now go back to your common room! It's after ten!" Hermione shouted, and Draco had a blank look. "Who are you to tell me what to do?" he asked, and she glared at him.

"Filch will come any second, maybe that blasted cat of his." She warned him, looking around for Mrs. Norris. "Just go! You better thank me for saving your ass-" she stopped short and whipped her head to the door. "Did you hear that?" she asked, tip toeing to the door and placing her ear. She heard footsteps and whispering, her breathing quickened. "It's Filch! It's him! He's there! What are we to do?" she whispered, waving her arms frantically like a mad woman.

Then the door knob twisted, and Hermione panicked even more. Before she could do anything, Draco grabbed her and pulled her to a dark corner, his hand covering her mouth. He held her tightly, making sure she wasn't making any sudden movement. Filch came in, carrying his torch. He looked around carefully, and shrugged. "Mrs. Norris must have been hearing things." He said and closed the door.

Draco let go of Hermione and he sighed with relief. "Do not. I repeat, don't ever do that again. You scared the living daylights out of me." She sighed, and he rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't scare the 'Living Daylights' out of you if you would stop panicking." He said and did an imitation of her when she was panicking.

"Bite me." She said and opened the door. "I guess we should be going now." She said and both of them left the astronomy tower. As they set foot to the corridor, a voice spoke. "Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy! What are you doing out here late at night!" they turned around to see Professor McGonagall, tapping her foot. "Crap." Draco muttered and stood there. "Explain." She said sternly and Draco began telling her.

"It's not his fault, it's mine!" Hermione suddenly said, and Draco looked bewildered. Professor McGonagall looked shocked, that her TOP students would break the rules. "The truth is, I was the one who was wandering around, not him. He was just- looking for me, to tell me about- umm.. About.. Potions.." Hermione said nervously, and twiddling her thumbs since she was not good at lying. "Well than.. 5 points to Slytherin and 10 points from Gryffindor. Detention Miss Granger, follow me. Run along, Mr. Malfoy." She said and Hermione hung her head, they both walked away.

Draco was left speechless, dumbfounded, you name it. Hermione Granger, supposedly the girl who could have gotten him in trouble… Saved his butt. He looked up and Hermione turned around, he couldn't help it. He smiled. Not a grin, not a smirk but a smile. A genuine smile. A smile that could swoon any lady who walks by him. She smiled in return. "No Problem." she mouthed, and turned away.

As soon as they were out of sight, he stood there, looking at the floor still smiling. "Thanks, Hermione." He mumbled.

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