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General P.O.V

"Hermione, need I remind you that classes start in 15 minutes?" Yelled an annoyed Ron from the Head's common room, Draco had let them in 10 minutes earlier.

" 'Mione, you hate being late for classes!" Reminded Harry.

"May I remind you that she's a girl? She takes longer to get ready." Draco scolded.

"Why are you still here?" Ron asked him.

"I have the same classes as all of you." He said nonchalantly.

"Oh great this should be fu-." Ron trailed off and was gaping at Hermione coming down the stairs with her Gryffindor robe in hand. She was wearing a black V-neck sweater and a red plaid school skirt; she wore simple black flats with it. She looked like a hot schoolgirl.

Harry had his jaw on the floor also.

"Sorry, I'm so late! It's very unlike me! Alright let me just grab my bag and then we're off!" She said, putting her robe on. Then grabbing the bag they all made their way out.

Classes were very boring for everyone the first day. Hermione and Draco, being Head boy and girl had all the same classes, so Draco was able to see every guy hitting on Hermione. The worst part is that she thought that they were all being very nice when they asked if they could hold her books, help them with potions, she thought they were all just being good friends until they started asking her out. The first time someone asked her out was at lunch, it was Ron.

"Hermione, how was your summer holiday?" He asked when she sat down.

"It was nice; I missed you, Harry, and Ginny though!" She said putting some food on her plate.

"Yeah, we all missed you too! Well, I uhm..." He said, blushing and looking down at the table. Hermione looked up from her food questioningly.

"What is it Ron? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine Hermione; I just was going to say I think I missed you much more than the others. Much more." He said, looking her up and down.

"Well that's very sweet Ronald, thank you!" She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Just being honest." He smiled at her. She was beaming. Hermione had had a crush on Ron since 3rd year, and she knew he liked her back but he wasn't very good at expressing his feelings.

"So, what are you doing tonight?" He asked casually while stuffing food in his mouth.

"Oh, well, probably just writing that Potions essay." She said.

"That essay isn't due for two weeks!" He said, laughing.

"Well, I want to get ahead!" She said.

"Typical Hermione!" Ron said. She slapped him playfully on the arm.

"Ow! Sorry, sorry. It was a joke." He smiled sheepishly.

"Haha, it's alright, I know I'm a bookworm." She smiled.

"Yeah, well that's just you Hermione, and that's why I wanted to ask you out, tonight."

"Like a date?" She said getting her hopes up.

"Yes, exactly like a date. Dumbledore said we are all allowed to visit Hogsmeade whenever we like we just can't go alone. So, how about dinner tonight?" He asked, hopeful and scared.

"Of course I would love to accompany you to dinner tonight!" She grinned.

"Brilliant! Alright, well do you want to go somewhere fancy?" He asked.

"No, casual dinner sounds nice. What do you think?"

"That sounds great! I'll pick you up at your common room at 6, does that sound okay?"

"Great! It sounds perfect!" She said, getting up and grabbing her bag, giving Ron a hug.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"To class early, I like to be there first and look at what we're studying before class starts.

"Typical. I'll see you tonight then." He said

"Yes, of course!" She said, walking out and heading to transfiguration excited for tonight, and hoping that it would be everything that she thought it would be.

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4:30 PM. Head's Common Room

"What the hell? Who gives homework the first day?" Draco stormed into the common room, throwing his bag down on the floor and taking his robes off, revealing his black pants, white button down and black tie. He undid the tie a little to make it looser.

He went over to the couch and lit the fireplace, sat down put his feet on the coffee table and got himself a glass of fire whiskey. Putting his head back he closed his eyes.

"Who should I go for this year? Of course Pansy, and all these other Slytherin Purebloods want me but I want someone different. Someone I can talk to, who's not stupid, and who will love me for me, not my blood or money or reputation. Someone like..."

"I am so late!" Hermione burst in. She, like him, threw her bag somewhere on the floor, and tossed her robe next to Draco's. He looked at her. Her hair was down, but in soft curls and her hair wasn't frizzy it was nice and shiny. Her clothes fit her perfectly, showing off her curves. Her skin looked so soft...

"NO! Draco you can't be attracted to Hermione Granger! It's Hermione!"

"Yeah but she's beautiful." He said aloud.

"What? Sorry I wasn't listening, I should've been here half an hour ago! I need to get ready!" She said, running to the stairs.

"For what?" He asked and she turned around to face him.

"I have a date!" She grinned happily. Draco's insides were on fire with jealousy.

"With who?" Draco asked, trying to keep his cool but inside he wanted to hit something.

"Ron! He finally asked me out!" She said.

"Oh, great, Weaseley. Sounds really hot." He said, she was still smiling.

"I don't care what you say, Draco, I'm excited!" She said, turning back to the stairs and running to her room.

"Hate to see her leave, love to see her walk away." Draco though.

Hermione stood in her room, in her bra and underwear looking for something perfect to wear tonight.

"Well he said it was casual, so maybe jeans and a t-shirt?" She thought aloud.

She grabbed dark black skinny jeans, a dark navy blue long sleeve shirt. And dark red pumps. She wanted to add a bit of color. She put it all on, rolling up the sleeves of her shirt and looked in the mirror.

"Something's missing..." She looked around, and noticed a cute tight black blazer and put it on over her shirt.

"Perfect." She though, smiling at herself. Next, she went over to her vanity and did her hair, straight. She then pinned some of it back on both sides and left her bangs out. Then, she did her makeup, light natural tones to highlight her face and eyes.

She stood up and looked in the mirror, skeptical if she should change.

"Hermione! Your date's here!" Draco called from below.

"Too late now." She said.

Draco was sitting downstairs, nursing his second fire whiskey when a knock came on the door. He stood up and opened it. Weaseley stood there wearing jeans and a shirt holding red roses.

"Malfoy." He spat.

"Nice to see you too." Draco said, sitting back on the couch.

"Where's Hermione?" He asked.

"I'll call her." Draco said. "Hermione! Your date's here!"

The two guys waited for her to come down. They heard her down shut and waited as she walked down the stairs.

"Ronald, you look handsome!" Hermione stated, Draco and Ron turned to her and gaped. She looked great, as usual.

"ME? Hermione Granger you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met." Ron said sincerely, Hermione blushed.

"Oh thank you Ronald are those for me?" She asked, pointing to the flowers.

"Yes." He said handing them to hear, she sniffed them and smiled. Getting her wand and putting them in a vase.

"Are you ready?" Ron asked.

"Yes. Goodnight Draco!" Hermione called as Ron slipped his hand's in Hermione's.

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Draco's POV

What the hell? What does Weaseley have that I don't? I'm handsome, rich, funny, and smart. She deserves better than him, someone like me.

What! NO! You will not like Hermione.

Why not?

Because.

Why?

You don't even know her.

I'll get to know her.

Draco thought, mentally having a fight with himself. Hermione was Hermione. She was incredibly smart, passionate about what she loves, know-it-all, annoying, doesn't stop until she gets what she wants. Annoys the hell out of him. But she has great things about her too.

She's beautiful, smart, loves to read, can actually hold a conversation, smart, funny, cute, kind, stubborn, and brave.

Everything that I could love. But she's with Ron. But we could have to potential; we live together for Merlin's sake! We have to patrol and plan and do things together so maybe we could become friends and more.

But would she like someone like me? I was a death eater.

No you weren't, you never got the mark, and you're family turned to the light and that's what matters the most. You just have to tell her what's real and what's not.

I poured myself my 6th fire whiskey, closed my eyes and wondered what Hermione was doing right now.

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Hermione's POV

Ron and I had pleasant conversation on the way to the restaurant in Hogsmeade. When we got into the restaurant, weird mean turned and looked at me. Ron just held my hand tighter.

When we sat down we finally started talking.

"So what did you do over the summer?" Ron asked.

"Well I just lived with my parents focused on being happy and moving on from the war and everything. Mostly, I grew up, a lot. Just like everyone else did." I said.

Ron nodded. "Yes I know what you mean; I just focused on forgetting about the war and wondering where to go next. I think coming back to Hogwarts for another final year was a good idea."

"Me too, we can all move on together."

"Yes. Hermione, may I ask you something?" Ron said, politely.

"Of course, you can ask me anything, you know that." I said.

"Did you have a boyfriend over the summer holiday, and if so are you still with him?" He said.

"No. I didn't want to date, I, myself, had to heal. What about yourself?" I asked, the food had just arrived and we were eating.

"Well, I had a girlfriend, it was Lavender. But, we broke up in August. It just didn't feel right; my heart belongs to someone else. And has, since 3rd year." He said, shyly.

"Really?" I asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, 'Mione, I think we should be together." Ron held my head on the table.

"Ron I would love that! But right now, I want to get settled in school. But we can continue to date and see how its goes. Does that sound alright? I just think we should try dating and see if we work together as a couple." I said.

"Yes, you're right we shouldn't rush into anything." He smiled warmly at me. The rest of the dinner went with polite conversation. It was really nice overall, but there wasn't passion, there wasn't that heat of young teenage love.

Stop, this is Ron. You're meant to be! Who else would you be with?

I thought about a certain blonde Slytherin.

You and Ron aren't even together; you can keep your options open.

I smiled, yes, I am still single no pressure. I'm sure my love for Ron will grow.

"Ready?" Ron asked

"Yes, thank you so much. For dinner, for everything." I said. He smiled.

"Of course. We'll do this again soon."

"Yes we will." We walked back to Hogwarts holding hands, it felt normal. When we got back to portrait I was wondering if he was going to kiss me.

"Thanks again, it was great fun." I said.

"Yeah, it was." He leaned in, and so did I. Our lips met. It was soft, sweet, but again no passion. But it wasn't SO bad. I'll get used to it.

I smiled warmly at him and went into the portrait. When I walked in I toke my blazer off and looked at the couch there was Draco, sleeping. It was only 8:00.

"Draco, wake up." I said nudging him a little, he didn't move. I looked at the table, Fire whiskey.

"He passed out." I lifted him into a sitting position, and put one of his arms around my shoulders and the other around my waist. And put my arms the same on him, and started walking towards his room. He was quite heavy.

"I won't be able to make it. Where's my wand?" I said to myself, I then remembered it was in my blazer, far away. And it was getting harder to keep him up by myself. So I ended up struggling up the stairs towards my room. When I got in there I lift up the covers on one side and laid him there. I toke his tie off, and put the blankets on him. He hadn't even moved. I rolled my eyes. Typical. I went to the bathroom to take a shower.

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Draco's POV

I have to get out of here. I looked around, I was at Malfoy Manor. Why wasn't I in Hogwarts?

"There you are Draco, come with me." It was my father. I had no choice but to follow. He led me to a room where there were death eaters, and in the middle there was Voldemort.

"Hello there Lucius, and Draco." He eyed me, disapprovingly.

"You're still with the light?" He asked me.

"Yes, and I am going to leave now because you're supposed to be dead."

"No you will not." He said sternly. I turned to leave and he screamed.

"Crucio!" He screamed. The pain was unbearable.

"Stop, please STOP!" I screamed, sitting straight up in bed. I looked around and realized I had just been having a nightmare, a normal occurrence lately. I lied back down and closed my eyes, rubbing my temples.

Wait, how did I get here? The last thing I remember is closing my eyes on the couch. I must have woken up and come in my room. I breathed in and out trying to calm my erratic heartbeat. But my pillow didn't smell like the cologne I wore, it smelled like, Jasmine, and something else beautiful. My eyes shot open. I looked around once again, this wasn't my room it was Hermione's.

She must have seen me, passed out, and brought me here.

How. Sweet.

I looked around the room and saw it was quite tidy, except her vanity table was full of different makeups and things like that. I heard her walking around in the bathroom and saw Hermione walk out in a fluffy white towel her hair dripping wet. She turned to look at me, and I pretended to be asleep. I heard her shuffling through some drawers and she then walked back into the bathroom. When she came out she was wearing a red silk nightdress. And her hair was dry, she must have charmed it.

She turned the light off, and lied down on the other side of the bed. She turned and lay on her side facing me, eyes closed and trying to sleep. I couldn't help myself it felt like there was a magical pull, urging me to get closer to her. I pretended to shift in my sleep and grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to me. At first she stiffened, and then she relaxed and put her head on my chest.

This felt right. I fell asleep right away and had nice dreams, no nightmares, for the first time in a year.

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General POV

The next morning Draco woke first, again. He looked around and saw Hermione cuddled to his side and his arm still on her waist. He smirked, lost in his thoughts for a few minutes before Hermione's eyes fluttered open.

"Good Morning." She said, blushing slightly.

"Morning." He said smirking.

"How are you feeling?" She said

"Fine, thanks." He replied.

"Good. Oh I'm sorry I didn't take you to your room, you were so heavy and passed out so I just brought you here if that's alright?" She asked.

"Of course, I understand. Thank you for even caring." He said genuinely.

"Anytime, we're friends now, and I look out for my friends." She smiled.

"As do I. Next time you're pissed, I'll carry you to my bed so you can sleep it off." He smirked.

"Thanks, I really feel how much you care about me." She smiled, getting out of bed. She stood up and stretched her night dress rising up quite provocatively. Draco got a little excited.

"Alright, well, I'm going to shower." She said.

"May I join?" He asked, jokingly.

"Pervert." She grinned, he winked at her.

The next few weeks, went by uneventfully, neither Draco nor Hermione talking about when they slept in the same bed. Everything was going fine.

Hermione and Ron were growing closer and talking about life and their relationship.

Draco was still confused on who he liked. He and Hermione had started doing homework together, talking, and just laughing. They had grown much closer and he was starting to develop feelings for her.

Hermione on the other hand, felt an attraction for Draco. But didn't know if it was teenage hormones or actually like for him. She had it in her mind that Ron was the one for her but sometimes he was just boring.

On the eve on October 15th, Draco and Hermione stood up and stretched. They had just spent 3 hours putting together the patrolling schedule and were exhausted.

"So our patrols are on, Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday?" Hermione asked.

"Yes. From 9:30-11:00." Draco said.

"Alright, well I am exhausted. Goodnight, Draco." Hermione said walking towards her room.

"Goodnight Hermione." Draco said walking towards his room. When he got inside he toke off his shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers and he climbed into bed. He looked at the clock and realized it was late 12:30. He shut off the light and was asleep in less than a minute.

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3:30 AM. That Night.

"Oh NO! Don't kill her, DON'T!" Draco was screaming in his bed, and moving around frantically.

Up in Hermione's room she heard the shouting and jumped out of bed. She ran to Draco's Room, worried. She went in and went straight to where he was sleeping.

"Draco! Wake up! Draco wake up your dreaming!" Hermione said pushing him. After a few moments Draco stopped thrashing around and his eyes opened and he saw Hermione.

"Oh Merlin, Hermione!" Draco got up and hugged Hermione. She was confused.

"Draco, are you alright?" She asked again.

"Yes, I had a nightmare, it happens all the time. They just scare the hell out of me." He confessed.

"Well, I understand. Goodnight, call if you need anything." Hermione turned around when Draco grabbed her arm.

"Hermione, do you mind sleeping in my bed with me tonight?" He asked. "I'm afraid to be alone." He confessed, his mask of no emotions dropping and his eyes looking so frightened.

"Yes, of course. Come on, I'm sleepy." She said. He got in on his side and she went on the other. She snuggled on his chest and they both fell into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning they both awoke from one of the nicest sleeps they had ever had.

"Good morning." Draco looked down at Hermione.

"You too." Hermione said, closing her eyes again, wanting to go back to sleep.

"Come on sleepy head, wake up. We have class." Her eyes shot open.

"Oh, SHIT." She screamed, running to her room. Hermione hated being late.

Draco sat on the common room couch waiting for Hermione to come down so they could leave for class. She came running down wearing her usual school skirt and a button down top. With flats. Her hair in a high ponytail.

"Alright, let's go. Hurry! We can't be late!" She snapped. Draco chuckled.

That night at dinner, Hermione was talking with Ginny as Ron, Harry, and some of the other boys were talking about quidditch.

"So, Hermione, how are things with my brother?" Ginny whispered.

"Their okay, I just don't want to be a couple. I don't feel like he's the one. But I think I just have to get used to us dating, because we're not just friends anymore."

"Yeah I understand. Do you know who looks really handsome this year?" Ginny asked.

"Who?"

"Draco Malfoy. Damn. And you get to live with that!" Ginny said, looking at the Slytherin table.

"Ginny! Harry's your boyfriend!" Hermione scolded.

"I know, I know. I'm just looking, calm down. I get it that has Hermione written all over it."

"Excuse me?" Hermione said.

"He wants you, really bad." Ginny stated, matter-of-factly.

"WHAT?" Hermione dropped her fork.

"It's so obvious; he's always staring at you."

"But I don't think so."

"Just wait, maybe you two will get together."

"He doesn't like me"

"Yes, he does. He just thinks you don't like him."

"Well..."

"You like him, I can tell. Maybe not fully but something's brewing between you two."

Ginny and Hermione got up to head over to the Gryffindor common room.

"Sometimes I get so confused about who's right for me, that I wish I could just look into the future and see who's right for me and who's completely wrong."

"I know what you mean 'Mione, but life doesn't work like that. We have to take things as they come. By the way, how's the Halloween dance coming?" Ginny asked.

"Well, I don't know. Dumbledore's planning this one. It's a costume dress up type thing, that's all I know. I'm sure it'll be fun."

"Yes! Let's go shopping tomorrow, in Hogsmeade. The good dressings will all be gone soon!" Ginny said jumping up and down.

"Sure, since you want too so badly." Hermione smiled.

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About an hour later Hermione was heading back to the head's common room to get Draco so they could go patrol. When she walked in and toke her robe off she was creeped out about how quiet it was.

She turned toward the stairs.

"Looking for me?" Draco said. Hermione jumped.

"Merlin! Draco! Don't do that," Hermione smacked him on the arm. "Ready to patrol?"

"Can't wait, let's go." He said.

They walked out to go patrol.

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Okay, so this chapter was okay. I don't know I had to transition them into school and have them start to kind of get to know each other.

Thanks to everyone! Reviews are appreciated!