AN.

Hi guys, sorry this took a little longer to get up then anticipated, but theres more on the way :)

Also this was written very very very very late last night (this morning if your being technical) so the dialogue and the end is not my best, but I'm working on it.

Now you can probably tell that this story has not been beta'd, infact none of my stories have been as I've never had a Beta, however I'm thinking that will probably be good for me so if any one is interested in beta'ing this or anything else please let me know :)

And lastly, you've noticed I'm using lines from TV shows and movies I presume? Well if anyone has any suggestions for good lines please let me know, it doesn't matter if I haven't seen the show/movie its from, I promise ill use it if I can :)

~Jo

xoxo

Hermione spent an entire 10 minutes in the girls bathroom on the third floor doing absolutely nothing and then another 5 minutes wondering why. It was 3 minutes later that she realized she was stalling before going to ancient runes. On her way there as she hurried down corridors she denied it furiously to herself however Professor Vectors reprimand at her 5 minutes lateness begged to differ.

Sighing in relief at the empty desk next to the window she sat down much lighter hearted relieved that she wouldn't have to have the uncertainty of no boundaries between her and Malfoy.

She froze when a tall figure dropped into the desk next to her roughly pulling out his textbooks a full 20 minutes late. Evidently she wasn't the only one who was avoiding ancient runes.

To her relief however they resumed their previous attitude, if little warier. Hermione felt herself relaxing as they both silently worked on their work sheets as the rest of the class chattered away.

"Alrigh' now class, I'll bee collectin' up those at the end o' this lesson, I'm gradin' 'em as a quiz" Professor vector called thickly through his mustache from the front of the room.

Hermione hurriedly finished hers then realized she still had 5 minutes left. Sighing she stacked all her books up, packed and then repacked her bag. Running out of reasonable distractions she was forced to sit back rigidly in her chair and wait for professor vector to dismiss them. As the silence in their tiny bubble of the class room became heavier and heavier Hermione became increasingly aware of the frustrated figure beside her.

Giving in to the tension she turned her head slightly and looked at his work.

Noticing her glance Draco struggled for a second then asked grudgingly "What did you get for 17?"

Looking closer Hermione groaned inwardly. Number 17 was of course the rune for unprotected sex, abstract specific verbs, Hermione was shocked Professor vector expected them to know that anyway.

"It's erm, well..." she muttered blushing a little. "Well, hmmm I spose you could say the old fashioned way?" she tried.

"Oh well thank you. That cleared that up" he scoffed condescendingly.

Biting down her tempter Hermione tried again "Babies?"

"Yes, granger? What about them?" Draco pressed as if she was the moron of the two.

Losing her patience Hermione spat out "When you stick Mr. Happy into somebody's hoo-hah without a raincoat on, babies come out!" That was as close to obscenities as she was going to get and blushing furiously she picked her books up and joined the mass of Ravenclaw's streaming towards the door.

That was their first ever conversation and Hermione hoped their last.

Hermione wasn't sure what to think about ancient runes anymore.

Her first few weeks had been tense and dreadful, Malfoy's presence drilling a hole into the side of her head, but then slowly things started to relax, she stopped thinking about having him there and his presence stopped being a dead weight in her mind, it was almost like he wasn't there. But now with all three rules being broken in their last two lessons, his presence was undeniable and so it was a very unsure hermione who made her way apprehensively to ancient runes on Friday.

Sliding into her seat she pulled her books out and sat uneasily, resolving not to acknowledge him in the slightest.

Moments before professor vector and his mustache began to lecture Draco whirled into the classroom and dropped into the seat next to her causing some appreciative giggling from a pair of girls behind them, Hermione's stomach was in knots. Looking pointedly ahead she ignored him completely, she couldn't see his reaction but when they were assigned bookwork to do causing the class to break into happy chatter Malfoy showed no sign of acknowledging her, instead he turned pointedly to the ditzy girls behind them. Hermione breathed out in relief and settled into the work contentedly.

"Now class" Professor vector called once it had become clear every one had finished by the increased ruckus of the students "We're gon' ta be tryin' sommin new"

The class (excluding hermione of course) sighed in unison, in professor vector's class 'sommin new' was seldom as exiting as professor vector seemed to think.

They were pleasantly surprised when it turned out to be trying to cast simple spells on objects, using runes only. Hermione chose a luck charm and successfully managed to imbue her quill using runes only.

She was distracted by a bang from the front of the room and was shocked to see smoke curling lazily up from Hannah Abbot's notebook. Professor vector hurried over and bent down to examine the damage. Inexperienced or out of practice with dealing with magical disasters he neglected to shield his mustache, exposing it to the pink flames now crackly merrily around Hannah's book. Leaping back with a high pitched yell he attempted to beat out the flames, now licking his chin, with his hands until he had the sense to drench his entire face with water. The class erupted into shrieks and laughter, every one contributing to the din, except the Griffendoor and the Slytherin.

They just sat there in stunned silence, broken to her despair by Malfoy who, taking her silence as speechlessness, turned to her and said "I'm a little behind on the times, but I think the term you are looking for is 'O-M-G'."

Fuming that he'd broken their rule she strengthened her resolve and ignored him firmly.

"Oooo grumpy are we mudblood?" he drawled turning to her and leaning back maddeningly. "Tell you what, I'll give you my homework to do as well to cheer you up, you'd like that wouldn't you, you nerd"

Fuming Hermione turned her head and contented herself with pulling a face at him. Childish she knew, but satisfying.

"Gee Granger, I haven't seen you look so happy since your boyfriend the weasel asked you to do his homework" he sniggered.

"My mad face and my happy face are the same" she snapped incensed picking up her books as it was clear that the lesson was coming to a premature end. She packed her bag and pulled on her jumper pointedly ignore Malfoy. Standing up to leave she tried to push past him but he pushed his chair back blocking her way maddeningly.

"In a hurry Granger?" he sniggered pushing his chair further just as she moved nearly tripping her "Better watch where you going you know" he admonished mockingly.

"I'm finding it really hard to look at your face because I really, really want to bash it in." she spat storming out.

Lines I used:

"When you stick Mr. Happy into somebody's hoo-hah without a raincoat on, babies come out!" - Arlene, True Blood

"I'm a little behind on the times, but I think the term you are looking for is 'O-M-G'." - Elijah Mikaelson, The Vampire Diaries

"My mad face and my happy face are the same." - Pamela Swynford de Beauford, True Blood

"I'm finding it really hard to look at your face because I really, really want to bash it in." - Vivien, American Horror Story