A/N- Sorry for the length of this chapter I just thought you guys deserved something! I've been busy w/school but I should update again soon :)
Chapter 2
Hermione spent the rest of breakfast rereading her book in the library. Years ago, sometime around her second year she wasn't quite sure when, she had found a cozy little corner of the library in which the hateful librarian couldn't see her. Madam Pince had never found her and Hermione hoped it stayed that way. Even though she had been trying to sort out her thoughts on Malfoy the pages of her book had beckoned her and she just couldn't refuse. To make up for her lack of concentration she opted for reading the section about Slytherin house, which she actually found extremely riveting. The first hundred times she had read and reread the book she had always skimmed the Slytherin and Hufflepuff sections. The first due to it's nasty habit of turning out awful wizards, and the second because she just didn't feel like wasting time on the badgers when she already knew all there was to know about them.
"Taken an interest in snakes, have we Mudblood?" How on earth had he found her? This had been her secret spot for years and no one had found her yet. Not even Harry, Ron, or Ginny knew about it. So someone really needed to explain to her how the ferret of all people had found her!
Even though Malfoy had made her jump about forty-feet on the inside she was not about to let him see that, so she just sat there staring at her page. A very focused expression masking her face. "Only if their dead or being dissected. Why?" She said making her features look as innocent as possible.
"Ouch, Granger. Are you trying to say you'd like me dead? Now that's low even for someone like you."
Hermione had known that he could never actually like her, but this conversation was just adding on to the pile of facts she was gathering to use against Ginny. There was no way that Draco MALFOY could ever like a filthy, mudblood like herself.
"If I say I don't want you dead just in a great amount of pain would you make yourself scarce. I'm trying to finish this awful section before Potions, and I would have a much easier time doing so if you weren't here. I could however just ignore you. Your choice." And with that Hermione lifted her book to hide her face. She had never been a good lier and she knew that a deep blush was probably settling across her cheeks. If she didn't hear footsteps in the next ten-seconds she would simply turn her body the other way entirely.
"Ooh. So if we separate Granger from her nitwit sidekicks she actually fights back?" Hermione was still ignoring him. So Draco did the best thing he could think of. He got louder, "That's a new one. I'll have to try it more often, now won't I?"
Hermione slammed her book closed and placed it beside her. "Malfoy I swear if Madame Pince finds us I will hex you so bad you won't be able to leave the hospital wing till summer break comes. Now, what do you want?"
Draco was bending down into a crouch so that he could look her in the eye. "I want to know what got you so hot and bothered that you had to storm out of the Great Hall?" He saw that she was about to make an objection as to why she should even tell him, "And I don't want to hear any, 'It's none of you business' crap because you can't storm out like that and not expect someone to ask questions."
Hermione heaved a sigh of defeat. "Well, not that I see why you care, but it involved missing a whole week of school for this ridiculous bonding exercise Dumbledore has concocted." Not a total lie but Hermione still found herself blushing. This time she didn't have a book to hide it so she just dropped her head and let her hair cover her face.
"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You should know better then to lie to a Slytherin. Especially the when that Slytherin also happens to live with you. Now, how should I punish you?" He said as he raised his arm next to Hermione's head so that he was now resting on the book case behind her.
"Wha, wha, what are you talking about?" She could feel the heat burning under her cheeks. She had never been this close to a boy, and she hated that it was Malfoy. Or at least that's what she kept telling herself as her heart jumped around frantically in her chest.
With an awful laugh Draco pushed off the shelf and straightened up so that he was now looking down on Hermione. He turned to walk away, but just as he was about to leave he turned to face her. "I knew you had the hots for me Granger. I just didn't think you'd make it so obvious." And with that he left her to sit there, stunned. She felt like she was back in her second year at Hogwarts laying petrified in the hospital wing. She couldn't move at all, just sat there like a statue. Her brain was helplessly trying to process what Draco had just done,said, and her reaction to it all.
For the first time ever Hermione Granger was late to class.
