Chapter three: Detention

Author's note: Here's another one ^^ Wow, is it just me or are these chapters going out fast?...Anyway, don't get used to it xD

Discalmer: Nope, none is mine... Sadly...

October 13th

Dear diary,

Today was the day Snape decided to give us a surprise quiz. Fortunately, I was full ready as usual. The bad news were, that we had Potion class today along with the Slytherins. And now, of cause none of them were in any sort prepared, if I may add, as usual, so they decided to use the 'cheating' system, instead. One of the many reasons why I can't stand being around any of the Slytherins; they are always willing to do what ever it takes just to get the best for themselves, including cheating in any sorts of ways. And there I was, finishing my quiz papers as every good girl and I see Draco Malfoy passing some cheat-sheets to his best pal, Blaise Zabini. In return, Blaise gave him a golden coin and I just couldn't stop myself of the bandalism it was. As I made just a small simple comment on it, Malfoy had, just simply had, to come back with an insult, which I returned with one of my own, calling him a... Well, a few certain names, and Snape for that gave us both DETENTION! In all of my life, I had never, even once!, been sent to serve detention! So now, I have to spend the whole Saturday evening in Snapes office, alone, with Malfoy. How goody for me! NOT! I hate that stupid ferret git and I always will! Slimy little cockroach! Now, because of HIM, I'll have a nice little stain on my 'untill now' perfectly clear student card! And I am a Prefect, after all! I'm supposed to set an example to all of the students, not be serving detention! I hope that heartless prat is happy!

Hermione finished writing in her journal and got up to get ready for classes. She headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower, but found it unavailable for Malfoy was in. She waited patiently in front of the door until she got tired of it.

"Malfoy, will you hurry it up a bit?" , she knocked on the bathroom door.

"What's it to you, mudblood? No water could wash that filth up." , he replied.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Yes, Malfoy, very wise, now will you please get out so I can take a shower?"

The door opened, reviling a tall pale figure of the white headed boy.

Hermione was quite not ready for his appearance for he only had his pants on. She couldn't stop staring at his tight pale stomach and his strong shoulders, gazing her eyes over the smooth lines of his chest. Finally, her eyes fell upon three dark clawed scars, stretching form the down of his chest to his left hip. Hermione widened her eyes at the sight. She could only imagine what creature gave him that souvenir.

Noticing her look, Malfoy snared at the sight of the shocked girl.

"Now, Granger, I know you fancy me, but you don't have to drawl all over yourself."

Hermione shook her head and not being able to stop herself, she pointed to his scars.

"Where did you get that from?" , she asked him, curiously.

At that, Malfoys eyes darkened as he quickly put his shirt on. He turned his head away from her and passed her heading to the common room.

"It's none of your business, mudblood." , he hissed.

Hermione stared after him, deeply confused by his reaction.

"And by the way, the bathroom is all yours. Knock yourself out." , Malfoy added as he picked up his bag and left.

Hermione remained just standing there for another few moments, until she remembered she had classes starting in about an hour, so she rushed to the bathroom to quickly get ready.

...

So, there came that unfortunate Saturday.

Hermione was just on her way to Snapes office, when she came across Harry, Ron and Jinny. They stopped the moment they saw her and smiled to her.

"Hey, 'Mione!" , Ron declared.

"What are you up to? Want to come to Hogsmeade with us?" , Jinny clapped her hands together happily.

"I'm terribly sorry, Jinny, but I have... You know... I just can't go." , Hermione blushed.

"Ow, right. You've got detention with the ferret." , Ron snored.

"You really didn't have to bring that up, you know?" , Harry said to him, noticing the look on Hermiones face.

"Yeah, your right, mate. Sorry, Hermione." , Ron looked quite guilty.

"It's really alright, Ron. The thing is, I'm just not used to get... Well, detention." , only the word itself was enough to make her feel sick in her stomach.

"Alright, so, I guess we'll be seeing you later, than?" , Harry said.

"Definitely." , Hermione nodded in agreement.

"Well than, see you 'Mione! I wish you loads of luck with Malfoy!" , Jinny waved her hand to her in goodbye.

"Oi, that reminds me." , Ron turned on his heal on his way off, and looked deeply and seriously at Hermione. "If he does anything to hurt you, in any sort of ways, be sure I'll find him and than he can kiss his ferret arse goodbye!"

Hermione giggled. "It's fine, Ron. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." , she smiled at him.

Ron blushed. "Well, either ways, if he dares to hurt you..."

"Yes, Ron, we know. He'll pay for it. Be certain I'll make sure of it." , Harry winked at Hermione and turned to head off with his friends, waving goodbye to Hermione.

Once she was left alone in the corridor again, she continued on her way to get her detention.

As she entered Snapes office, she heard the familiar unpleasant voice.

"Well, well, Granger. We don't want to be late for our very first detention, now do we?"

She saw Malfoy sitting by the coach, in the farthest corner of the room, with both of his feet up on the table. He had his smirk on, as usual, and was glancing at blushing Hermione, with nothing but amazement read on his long pale face.

Hermione shrunk her eyes at him. "What does that suppose to mean, Malfoy?"

"Nothing much, really. You don't have to get yourself up every time, I'm just searching for something to entertain myself with, is all." , he shrugged.

Hermione turned her head from him and sat by the first table, waiting for Snape to arrive and assign them on something. She could feel the looks Malfoy had been throwing at her, but she choose to ignore them. Once as Snape arrived, she felt relived, for she did not have to share a conversation with Malfoy.

"Today, you two are going to help me carry some boxes from Dumbledores office to here. You will not hesitate or whine during this assignment, now was I clear?" , Snape gave them his cold look.

"Perfectly understood, sir." , Hermione nodded.

"Good. And Mr. Malfoy?"

Malfoy looked up from something in his lap and grinned. "Clear as a tear, sir."

Snape nodded and Hermione rolled her eyes.

"We shall start immediately than." , he walked out of the class room and Hermione and Malfoy rushed to catch up with him.

As they were carrying their first round of boxes down Dambledores' stairs, Malfoy approached Hermione and whispered. "I beat you three coins that you can't get Snape to tell you what's in the boxes." , he grinned provoking.

Hermione gave him a sarcastic look. "Ow, and you can?"

"Well, I just bet you in three golden coins that I can, now didn't I?" , he smirked.

Hermione shook her head in annoyance, but agreed to the challenge. She just couldn't say 'no' to a challenge.

Hermione rushed over to Snape's side and gave him a friendly smile.

"What is it now, Mss. Granger?" , Snape sighed.

"I was just wondering, sir, what's in these boxes anyway?" , she gave her best smile at him.

"Always so full of questions, aren't you, Mss. Granger? Well I suggest that you keep you wondering little nose out of other peoples business."

Hermione frowned, for she was just given the cold shoulder from a teacher. She could hear Malfoys muffled laugh behind her. She cursed herself for agreeing with the beat in the first place. She slowed her jag just as to see Malfoy coming on front along with Snape.

"Wow, sir, you actually had found a way to shut Granger up, I might say, I'm very impressed! For all the years I tried..." , Malfoy signed.

Hermione thought she'd hurl at his act.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, be sure I appreciate your try." , Snape replied proudly.

Hermiones eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"By the way, sir, do you mind telling me what's in all of these boxes?" , Malfoy gave him an innocent look.

"Of course, Mr. Malfoy. The boxes are filled with loads of different potions."

"Thank you, sir. It helped a lot." , Malfoy smirked as Snape gave him the ' I'm, ow, so proud to have a Slytherin like him' look.

Malfoy also slowered to catch up with Hermione and gave her a superior look in a package along with a smirk.

Hermione groaned. "Like I couldn't guess what's in them anyway..."

Malfoy chuckled. "You still owe me three coins." , he winked and passed her, catching up with Snape again.

Hermione stuck her thong out to his back.

He was seriously driving her crazy.

Selfless prat.

...

Hermione was on her way to the Heads tower, when she heard two familiar voices around the corner. She smiled to herself and walked over to the two of her closest friends.

"Hello you" , she said brightly.

Harry and Ron turned from their conversation and smiled at her.

"Well, hello 'Mione"

"What are you two up to?"

They looked at each other, Harry scratched nervously the back of his head.

"Nothing much, really..." , Ron said quickly.

Hermione looked suspicious at them. She knew they were keeping something from her. And she didn't like that.

"Right... Um, were you guys heading to the Quiditch field?" , she asked, noticing Harry and Ron holding their broomsticks.

"Something like that" , Harry said.

"Would you mind if I came along, as well?" , she smiled.

"Um, we are actually just back" , Ron said.

"Ow. Well, see you later, than?" , she asked.

"Yeah,later" , they said and left.

Hermione frowned. Well that was a pleasure of a conversation. She continued on her way, taking a left turn, instead for the right. She thought she'd feel better if she went to the library to check some books out, first. She was just passing the high windows, when something caught her eye.

Someone was sitting on one of the windows seats. She couldn't see who it was, for it already got dark and hes face was hidden with the shadows. Yeah, it was definitely a he. He appeared to seem lost in his thoughts, looking out side, on the many dark green fields lighten with the soft moonlight.

Hermione thought of just passing by him, when she noticed he was shivering. Unfortunately, her curiosity got the better of her, so she couldn't resist walking slowly over to him. She tried to recognise he is, so she got even closer, leading her head near his.

Hermione jumped back as he suddenly turned his head towards her.

"Didn't your mother ever taught you that it's not nice to stare at people?" , he said slowly, sounding tired.

As she did not replied, he looked away through the window again. Although he made it obvious that he didn't want her there, Hermione took a step closer toward him. Her head was full of thoughts, trying to solve the puzzle of who he was, for his voice sounded strange and familiar at the same time. Than it hit her.

"Malfoy?" , she asked slowly.

He didn't answer, ignoring her. Now she was sure.

"Malfoy", are you alright?

He took a deep breath and stood up.

"Just leave me alone" ,he whispered and walked away.

Hermione just stood there, staring even long after he was gone. Than she went to their common room.

No matter how long she waited, listening carefully, Malfoy did not return that night.