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CHAPTER 2.

Draco –

"Granger! What are you doing here?" he said frantically standing up and leaned against the cabinet. If she found out, he would be ruined for sure. But something told him she wasn't interested. The girl seemed hysterical, bursting into tears and sinking to the ground. In all the years at Hogwarts Draco had never seen Hermione like this. She was normally so proud, prim and proper, only occasionally shedding a tear when something went wrong. Normally from people picking on her for being the teacher's pet, or being too smart, or having buckteeth. And for the first time Draco noticed that her teeth were perfectly strait and properly sized.

"Great," she said interrupting Draco's line of thought, "First I see Ron make out with the Gryffindor bimbo Lavender Brown and now I have to take a whole heap of crap from Malfoy." She began crying hysterically again. Never had Draco seen Hermione so weak and vulnerable.

"Wait, Weasly was making out with someone?"

"Yes Malfoy, No need to rub it in." She was still crying! Malfoy though to himself. How can someone cry so much, wouldn't you run out of tears?

"Sorry," he said apologetically.

"I don't need you're sympathy Malfoy," She forced herself to stop crying and put on a brave face. His heart skipped a beat as she stared him strait in the eye. He felt like he had to say something.

"Well if it makes you feel any better I think I'm in a worse situation than you. I'm pretty sure you're would isn't going to collapse just because you're fiend Weasly decides to get a life outside the golden trio. I'm getting death treats by the day and if I don't finish my mission…" He knew that he said too much but he felt like he had to get it off his chest, "I'm pretty sure their going to kill my mother."

She stared at him with wide eyes and after a minute her expression softened.

Draco sunk to the floor, burring his face in his hands. He heard footsteps coming toward him and felt Hermione sit in front of him.

"Oh Draco," Se held his wrists and pulled his hands away from his face. "I didn't know. I'm so, so sorry." For the first time in a long time, Draco felt warm inside. He felt like not the whole world was against him. And then he felt angry.

"And the worst part is, I don't feel like I can trust anybody. I don't know who are my real friends." This time the girl looked at him sadly, and then suddenly her face went completely blank. "Hermione?"

"I know this is going to sound extremely strange and you may be grossed out and mortified at the Idea but…" She looked at Draco for permission to go on and he nodded. "What if, and this is going to be a shock, you and I hook up." The boy was shocked at the idea and it would have been the last thing he thought she would say. She put her hand up, as if to stop him from commenting. "More or less pretend to go out with each other. I know you Slytherins hate me, so you're true friends will except our relationship, and you're fake ones will stop being you're friend. And in the end, if you want, you can just say it was only so you could find out secrets of the Gryffindor quiddich team." She stopped and stared at Draco, waiting for and answer.

"What's in it for you?" He asked looking at her suspiciously.

"I, hopefully if it has the desired effect, will make Ron jealous"

"Why would you want to… oooohhh," Draco finally understood. "You like Weasly." She nodded, looking slightly embarrassed. "Ok, I'll do it. But you have you explain what will happen and how we got into our relationship."