She was running away, the knocking got louder. She had to escape. Then, she stopped. There was no way out. It as a dead end, if she went further, she'll fall down to the great unknown beneath. She breathed heavily. Granger! And then, it came, a black cloud, she took a step back, and fell.

"Bump!" Hermione landed on the floor next to her queen-sized bed.

"Oww," she winced, as she rubbed her back.

Knock. Knock. She jumped, her dream, was it coming alive? She turned her head slowly to her red door.

"GRANGER!" Someone called from outside of the door. It was Draco, he seemed angry.

Hermione scratched her head, then she stood up and opened the door.

"What?"

"Whoa Granger, your hair looks..."

"What?"

"Ugly. But wait, is this your blasted cat? It sneaked into my room and slept on my bed yesterday night!"

Hermione yawned.

Wait. My cat?! She shook herself awake and looked at an orange cat purring from Draco's arms. She grabbed Crookshanks and shouted, "How dare you kidnap my cat?!"

"What? Me? Hey who wants to kidnap your cat? It sneaked into my room and I'm returning it to you."

Hermione looked blur. She did not sleep well, still yawning, she muttered an "Oh," and slammed the door in Draco's face.

"Sheesh," Draco said to himself.

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It was breakfast and Hermione was complaining about Draco to her friends. "And you know, he was like. Yawning away? Without any thanks."

Harry Potter shrugged, sure, Draco Malfoy was his enemy, but he had came over to the Light side and helped defeat Voldermort, he did not have any other thing against him, except for his big ego.

However, Ron's reaction was far worse. "Oh my dear Hermione, so that idiot was rude to you ain't he? I'm gonna get even for you!" and he stood up and glared at Draco, but he didn't seem to notice Ron, Harry pulled him back to his seat.

"Ron, you're disgracing yourself! I can settle my problems by myself, and get ready, it's Muggle Studies," Hermione's face fell when she studied her timetable, "With the Slytherins."

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They walked to the fifth floor where the classroom for the Muggle Studies was. Madame Letitia wasn't there yet so they took a place somewhere in the middle of the room.

The room was huge, decorated with electrical stuff from the Muggle world. Ron was marveling over how beautifully shaped an egg beater was when Madame Letitia entered.

"Settle down, settle down," she said, her voice light, but crisp with a French accent, "I'm your Professor for Muggle Studies, you may address me as Madame Letitia."

The students nodded. "Now take out your textbook, Living Among Muggles and Understanding Them."

Some of the students rolled their eyes and sighed, whereas some took out their books enthusiastically.

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It was halfway through the lesson, and Harry, Ron and Hermione were bored and resorted to sending notes. It had been so long, and they had only learnt what were 'television' and 'cellphones'.

At the other side of the room, Draco Malfoy laid asleep on his table.

"Mr. Draco Malfoy! Malfoy!" someone shouted at him, he woke up.

Everyone was laughing at him, and Madame Letitia was fuming, "I do not encourage pupils to sleep in my lessons!" she scolded. Not wanting to get into trouble on the first day of school, he muttered a quick apology and opened up his book and pretended to read.

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After Muggle Studies, Hermione had Arithmancy with the Hufflepuffs so she went off by herself. Harry and Ron went to the Quidditch field, planning to play a small game of Quidditch, where, unfortunately, Draco Malfoy was.

"Oh ho! Just our luck!" Ron exclaimed loudly for Draco to hear, he spun around and smirked when he saw Ron and Harry.

"Do you have a problem, Pothead and Weasel?" He sneered at them.

Harry sighed at his friend's rudeness, he didn't want to quarrel with Draco on the first day of school, he tried to pull Ron back but he resisted.

"Yea, so I have a problem, so what?" he challenged. Draco flew over and landed. He strode across the green field to meet them. He stood in front of Ron, he was taller than Ron by a few centimeters.

"So what's your problem?"

Harry tried once again to pull Ron away, but Ron pushed him away. "My problem, ferret, is you. The way you treated Hermione."

"Well, what about the way I treated her?" Draco whispered dangerously.

"Well, you better not be rude to her, or else, you're gonna regret."

"Weasel, get this straight, I treat whomever however I like."

Ron could take it no longer, he gave Draco a punch, Draco fell back. He stood up seething, and ran forward at him, planning to punch him on the face when Harry stood in front of him.

"Potter, go away," He growled menacingly. Harry shook his head, "No, Malfoy, you go away. Or I'll report you."

Draco took a step back, "Weasel, be glad I let you off, or else you'll regret." And he left.

"Why did you stop him? I could fight him!" Ron protested angrily.

"RON! He's much more stronger than you. What did you do that for?"

"That's because I love Hermione! I don't want her to come to any danger!"

Harry looked at his friend with utter disbelief, rolled his eyes and began to walk towards the school.

"Hey hey wait for me!" Ron shouted after him.

Harry laughed and ran towards the school, while Ron chased after him shouting.

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That night, Hermione sat in the Common Room writing her Arithmancy essay. Then Draco entered the Common Room, he sneered at her. She glared back.

He just shrugged and went into his room, and went into the shared bathroom to bathe.

Who is it? He thought to himself, as he washed his lean body with soap. He had been dreaming of someone in his sleep. But never seem to see the person's face. Maybe it's just my lack of not having a girlfriend. Haha, he laughed to himself.

As he washed away the soap, he reach for the towels, and his clothes.

"Shit. Shit. Shit."

He had forgotten to bring any clothing, and the previous clothing was thrown into a magical bin which were sent to the elves. He wrapped his towel around the lower part of his body and slowly stepped out of the bath.

He opened the bathroom door and looked around. Good, that Mudblood must be in her room, He thought to himself. He tiptoed out and was moving pass the kitchen when he heard a shriek.

Hermione had stepped out of the kitchen, and having seen someone moving outside, took a look. And regretted that decision when she saw Draco with nothing on except a towel.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SCREAMING FOR?" He shouted at her.

"You.. You pervert! Walking around with just a towel," Hermione stuttered, shocked.

Hmmm, Weasel told me not to be rude to her, well, I shall play some games, Draco thought, and with his trademark smirk plastered on his face, he slowly walked towards her.

"You know, you're a girl, and I'm a guy. And in the middle of the night, guys have their needs, and they need girls to satisfy them."

Hermione took a step back. He was getting closer. Then she felt the wall behind her, no escape. She would feel his breathing on her face.

She shut her eyes tightly, not daring to breathe.

Oh my god, oh my god, where's my wand when I need it?

Then there was nothing, except the laughter of Draco.

"No way would I ever want to touch you, Granger."

What the? She opened her eyes, he was walking back to his room. And that wasn't all, he was laughing at her. Glaring at him in anger, she stormed back to the Common Room, took her stuff and went back to her room, not forgetting to slam her door as loudly as possible.

How dare he make fun of me? I shall make him regret. Hermione fumed, as she thought up a brilliant plan for revenge.