[a/n. Sooooo sorry should have put this on the last chapter as well still it's here now I do not own Harry Potter just the the bits that no one recognises GUYS I HAVE MADE CHANGES #pleasedonthatethestory ;-) ok roll on chapter 2]
Hermione was in deep thought. She just spent the whole day with Draco, someone who looked liked he would fit in school life without lifting a finger. But he choose her, the outcast. He must of had an effect because she couldn't revise without the thought of him popping up. Hermione flipped open a book on "The art of magic" and began to read it for the 8th time... No luck. So she decided to ditch revision, something she had vowed never to do. It was time for dinner anyhow.
She walked towards the great hall trying to identify the smells inside. Chips for definite. She was so busy smelling chips that she almost bumped into Draco.
"Hermione." The gracefulness of his voice awoke from the daydream of chips to the daydream of him.
"Yeah Draco?" She tried her very hardest not the blush.
"Nothing it's just u almost slipped on a banana skin that was left here by a Slytherin." "Oh." And sure enough when she looked down there was a banana skin. Thank god for Draco that would have been embarrassing she thought.
"Thank you." She said as he picked it up and effortlessly destroyed it.
"No problem, anything for a friend." And with that he walked off. Hermione practically skipped into the great hall allowing herself to blush bright red.
Draco however was kicking himself. He really liked her, but would she like him if she knew who he really was... What he really was. He didn't want her hurt but at the same time he didn't want her to be with anyone else.
[a/n. I know my chaps are short but bare with as the plot thickens the chaps get longer... Dun dun dummmmmmmmmmmmmmm]
