A/N: I bet that you guys are going to say that this chapter is awkward, because of all the teasing between Draco and Hermione. But I will explain it in the end. And I'm sorry if I'm being a pain in the ass but I'm getting really sad because no one reviews my story. I totally appreciate all the follows and favorites, but I need some feedback. Please take a minute of your time to say what you think so far. Thanks a lot!
Chapter 2 - The Start
Hermione tried to do the less noise she could, walking around the dorm. Malfoy was still sleeping, so she hoped, and the house would sound much more pleasant if he kept doing it.
She entered the kitchen and prepared something for her to eat. It was way too early to go to the Great Hall to have breakfeast, but Hermione was a early riser, and since she had a kitchen in her dorm now, she had to take advantage of it. She closed the door slowly and prepared herself some pancakes, making the ingredients appear by using her wand. One thing she missed about home was the pancakes that her mother makes. They were much more different than the ones that Hermione was eating!
Hermione opened one of her favourite old books, Lolita, by Vladimir Nabokov, when she sat by the counter with her plate full of pancakes. That book wasn't much like the ones that she usually reads, but she found it a few years ago on a bench, back at London. She kept it, obviously, when she saw that was one of the first editions of that book.
She started to read it, while eating the pancakes, not looking at the plate. She had read that book several times, but still she kept that look on her face like she never had. It was always a surprise when she found something new about books that she reads a bunch of times, and it makes her happy really, and most of people don't get it. She gets, she loves books.
Hermione was so distracted with her book, that she didn't realize that Malfoy was gazing at her, by the door. He entered slowly the kitchen, and look at her plate. He sat in front of her, but still she didn't realize that he was there. So, he smacked his plate on the table, making her jump and making her book fall on the floor.
"Well goodmorning, sunshine" he said, in his playful tone, helping himself with some pancakes from her plate.
She only realized it was Malfoy, when she raised her head and saw that blond hair of his. She opened her mouth, seeing his relaxation eating her breakfeast. That she made.
"Goodmorning to you too," she said, taking his plate from his hands. He looked at her, his mouth full of food, and he stopped chewing "In case you didn't realize, that's my breakfeast, that I made for myself. And, in case you didn't realize too, you just made me spill juice all over my robes,"
He swallowed the food inside his mouth "And? It's your clothes, not mines. And about the food, are you going to eat it all by yourself? I don't think so, then there's no problem for me to eat it."
Hermione looked at him, with a napkin on her hand "Yeah, you are right." she said, raising up "I can't finish that. That's a lot of food, alright." Draco narrowed his eyes at her, and then shrugged, stretching his hand to the plate full of pancakes. But it disappeared.
"What the hell?" he said, snapping his head to her.
"I made it, so I do whatever I want with it," she said, grabbing her book and walking towards the kitchen door. Draco raised and covered the door with his body, so she couldn't pass.
"And what am I supposed to eat?" he hissed, crossing his arm against his chest.
"You are in this school for several years now, so I guess you are aware of the Great Hall. Well, they serve food there, for breakfeast. Go take a look," she said, faking a smile and taking a step foward. But Malfoy stopped her, one more time.
"Don't mess with me, Mudblood" he hissed "What are you playing at?"
"I don't know what you are talking about" she said, softly, punching him right in his chest "Wasn't this a great first morning, roommate?" she said, cheerfully, passing him and entering her bedroom.
He kept gazing at the path she made to her bedroom, feeling his muscles getting tensed. It was his first morning on that dorm with her, and she already was being pathetic girl. 'Well, if she keeps being like this... oh, she doesn't know where she is getting herself into'
Hermione walked down the hall with a confident smile on her face. First morning, and she already made Malfoy angry. She left him speechless, and that as a hell of a way to start a day. She hoped that, somehow, she would have much more ways to make him angry by the morning, so she could feel better for the rest of the day.
When she entered the Great Hall, she unconsciously gazed at Slytherin's table. A brunette girl, with a pig-nose was looking at her, with her eyes narrowed. It took her a while to understand who that girl was, but when Malfoy sat beside her and she started to rub her hands all over his body, it was clear to Hermione to know who that was: Pansy Parkinson. That girl... ah, Hermione wanted to laugh. She knew that Pansy Parkinson was in love with Malfoy for a long time ago; well, everyone in that school knew.
She kept walking towards the Gryffindor table, until she found Ginny and Harry, talking to each other.
"Well goodmorning, my dear friends" she said, with a big smile on her face. Ginny and Harry looked at her, with their eyes narrowed, not sure why would Hermione sound so happy.
"Goodmorning, I guess..." Harry muttered, still looking at her with his eyes narrowed. On the other hand, Ginny sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Alright, tell me what happened," Ginny said, with her hand curled under her chin. Hermione looked at her, and faked a look like she didn't know what Ginny was talking about.
"What do you mean, what happened? Nothing happened." Hermione shrugged.
"Oh come on Hermione, I know you for a long time. What happened?" Ginny said impantiently, what made Hermione laugh.
"Let's just say that made Malfoy get angry this morning," Hermione shrugged "I'm going to have so much fun-"
"Hermione," Harry interrupted her "I know that what I'm going to say is stupid, but... maybe you should be careful, you know, with Malfoy. You know what he is capable of-"
"You were right, Harry. That's stupid," Hermione said, rolling her eyes "I'm not afraid of him. And no one should be. He is just a spoiled, stupid kid. Believe me Harry, there's nothing to be afraid of."
"I know... Just saying."
Hermione looked around the Great Hall, looking for Ron, but she couldn't find him. "Where's Ronald?" she asked, turning her head to Harry.
"Uh, I don't know," he said, scratching his head "He left really early this morning, but he didn't tell me where he went."
"That's odd," Hermione narrowed her eyes. She was about to go look for him, when a big bong made her wake up from those thoughts "Oh, forget it. I will look for him after the class. Let's go."
Hermione ignored the looks coming from some Slytherins. She couldn't care less, it was nothing new to her. She got used to it all these years, where they kept talking about her and giving her nasty looks. She rushed herself to sit on her usual seat, but someone was sitting there already. It was no surprise when she realized who it was.
"Are you trying to make me lose it?" she said, sitting beside him "Because if you are, you are going to be very disappointed."
"I don't know what you are talking about," Draco looked at her, his grey eyes darker than the usual "I am just doing the same thing you did this morning."
She looked at him confused, when a smirk appeared on his lips. He was such a ferret. She grabbed her stuff and raised up from her seat, prepared to go sit somewhere else. She felt something surronding her wrist.
"I think it's better if you sit here again, and try to colaborate with me. You see, if you try to sit somewhere else, I will follow you," he was grabbing her harder and it was starting to hurt her. She tried to get rid of his hand, but he was way too strong.
"Look Malfoy, if you want to take revenge on me, fine, do it. But not in class." she muttered.
"That is what's funny about this. Sit, now" he hissed, and Hermione sat almost unconsciously. She put her books on the table and gazed at professor Slughorn, talking with a student.
When the student returned to her sit, professor Slughorn wrote something on the board. Then he started talking about the potion they were going to learn, but Hermione almost lost her attention, looking at Malfoy. She sighed and shook her head. She tried to be confident and funny that morning, and now he was doing his little game. Or trying to annoy her, for other words.
"Now, get to work, let's go!" the professor said and Hermione jumped from her seat. She rushed to open the page where the potion was and she was about to read it, when Malfoy closed the book.
"What now, Malfoy? Leave me alone," she said, not looking at him, trying to open the book.
"Didn't you hear the professor? We have to make this, together." he smirked at her reaction.
"We- what? No he don't" she shook her head, incredulous. It has to be a lie. She didn't hear the professor saying that 'Well, maybe if you paid any attention on what he was saying...'
"What's going on here? Why aren't you both working by now?" professor Slughorn said, reaching their table.
"I am sorry professor, is that right that we have to work... together?" she said the last word with a sigh, swallowing tightly.
"Yes it is true! And since you both are the best students on this class, I'm couting on you two to make this right," he said with a smile. When the professor left them, Hermione looked at him.
"You!" she muttered "You knew that the task for today was working in pairs. You did this on purpose!"
"Oh come on, Granger," he said "Don't look so surprised. This is what you get when you are a complete idiot,"
"Well-" she sighed and stopped. He wasn't worth it. Not at all. She opened the book and looked at the potion. She accio'd the ingredients and started to make the potion, with or without his help.
On the other hand, Draco kept looking at her, without moving a single finger. She was such a... Gryffindor "You know, I think that I've made it clear when I said that we need to work together,"
"Then work and stop staring at me like a old pervert," she said, without taking her eyes from the potion. Draco opened his mouth but then closed it.
"Maybe if you tell me what I need to do, I would start working," he hissed and she snapped her head towards him.
"Fine." she muttered "Give me that blue bottle, please"
Draco sighed and handed her the blue bottle. She poured the liquid inside the red liquid on the cauldron, turning the potion purple.
"Now give me those herbs," she said.
"Let me do something, I don't want to sit here and watch you do all the work" he hissed. She gazed at the ceiling and sighed.
"Do whatever you want Malfoy, just... don't ruin the potion" she said, sliding the cauldron to him. He shifted on the sit and looked at the potion. A good way to make the mudblood get angry, was ruining the potion. But he wasn't stupid, if he did that, he would get a zero too. So he did everything that was on the book.
"Done," he muttered "Now we need to wait ten minutes for it to be complete."
Hermione nodded and tried to ignore him the most she could. She looked around the room, and she realized that Ron wasn't there yet. 'Where the hell is he?'
"Looking for Weasley?" Malfoy muttered, with one hand on his leg. Hermione looked at him from the corner of the eye, but ignored him "I saw him this morning. You know, early riser."
"Yeah right" she muttered for herself, not excepting him to hear it.
"I saw him walking towards the lake" he shrugged and looked at the ceiling "He was in such a hurry. I wonder what is he planning," he teased.
'Me too' Hermione thought for herself "Stop playing games, Malfoy. Did you really see him?"
Draco looked at her, chewing her bottom lip, notoriously nervous. He shrugged and look forward when professor Slughorn approached the table "Well done, you two!" he said, moving the spoon on the potion "You can go now, have a great day." he said, shooing them with the hand "Marvelous!"
Hermione accio'd her things and rushed to the door 'You better hide yourself, Ronald!' she thought, walking towards the lake.
"You won't find him, Granger" she heard Malfoy walking behind her. She stopped.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked, narrowing her eyebrows. She shouldn't be listening to him, he was a prat. He can be lying.
"Oh, you know, you can find him. But as soon as you see where he is, I bet that you will regret that option," and with this, he disappeared from the hall. Hermione shifted on her place, and hugged herself. 'Oh Ronald...'
E/N: Now is Draco lying or not? Where is Ronald, uh? Let me explain you why I needed to make Draco and Hermione tease each other so much in this chapter: because I really need to make the story rolling, and if I didn't do this, it would feel a bit incomplete and confuse. I think I will not make them tease each other that much on the next chapter.
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