A/N: This is going to be a short chapter because I had some writer's block while writing it, but hope you'll still enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. I have only watched the movies and read the books, it's enough for now.

~Skye

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Chapter 3: Realization

Hermione watches forgetting all about her frizzy hair the only feeling she got was when Malfoy's warm lips pressed on her forehead and the shivering feeling she got when he whispered goodnight. He finally finished cooking his scrambled eggs with bacon she feels him nudge him and she lifted her head from her hand that was in pain from just sitting and being mesmerized. She winces a little and realizes she had frizzy hair. She gasps lightly and runs to the loo to try and fix it up.

"Oh gosh Hermione, you're so stupid! Bloody hell, now he's seen you in your bed head form!" She groans to herself.

She hears footsteps but only worried about her hair clearly wanting to just be left all alone to fix up her tangled and frizzy brown hair. Malfoy appears at the doorframe watching her try and untangle the strands of hair.

"Don't you know the spell? For your hair?"

She sighs and turns around putting her brush down, "It always makes my hair go all wacky. I really don't know how Pansy and the other Slytherins do it but I clearly can't." She sort of winces when she admits she couldn't do the spell properly.

"Directment Lockorous!" He yells and her hair was soft looking, wavy, and she was amazed.

"Goodness! Malfoy you did something beneficial for once!" She couldn't herself back and she pecked him on the cheek and then slid past him back to the stool she was sitting on.

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Draco stood at the loo's doorframe for awhile. He didn't that Granger would actually peck him on the cheek. He runs his pale hand through his platinum hair and walks out trying to shake off what he felt.

He sits on the stool next to Granger and eats his food. She was already halfway done and he was just starting. Luckily he was quite hungry and was eating fast and she was just half as fast as he was.

He was soon done and just left his dish in the sink, waiting for her to be done so he could use a spell to fully clean the dishes without much work.

"Malfoy! Why aren't you cleaning the dishes?!" He was sitting on the sofa when she heard her shriek from the kitchen.

He gets up to the kitchen to meet a brunette glaring at her, he simply just says a spell and they were all clean and put away.

"You could've just said the spell, Granger." He looks at the girl and she was still glaring.

"But you finished first so I just wanted you to use your hands and wash them manually." She said, a glare still pressed on her face.

"Fine…I'll do that next time. So can you just forgive me now so I can relax?"

"Not unless you do some extra cleaning." She was serious but he was going to change that.

"Oh come on Hermione!" He whined it a cute babyish way that he simply knew she couldn't ignore.

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She bites her bottom lip looking up at the tall boy with his bright blonde hair and pleading blue-gray eyes. She finally breaks.

She sighs and walks by mumbling, "Fine, I'll allow you to magic the dishes to being clean but we'll need to discuss actual restrictions soon…Draco." She adds his name to make sure she was serious.

She usually wouldn't use his name to talk to him but this time, she did. She walks to the common room of the Head Dorms and just sinks into a comfy seat. She lays back and just relaxes and Malfoy walks in with her book that she had been reading and throws it onto her lap. She snaps her gaze to him and then to the book. She looks back up to see him asleep. He probably didn't sleep well and she got up and came back with a blanket. She laid it on him and sat down next to him to read.

She woke up suddenly when she heard a yawn. She fell asleep while reading and she was suddenly on someone's chest. She peaks up to see blue-gray eyes staring at the cackling fire. He looks down at her and gave her a grin. She sits up and looks down at the carpet.

"Sorry—"

She was cut off by the blonde going to lay on her lap. He faced up looking at her.

"It's fine…Mya…" He grinned at her new nickname.

"Mya? Where did that come from?" She was wondering where did he form this new nickname for her.

"Well it's short for Mione and I don't want to call what those idiots call you so there you go. Mya." His blue-gray eyes move to look at the bland ceiling.

"Well, okay…" She liked it but she didn't want to say that in front of him for some reason.

A/N: This is it for the third chapter. Hope you enjoyed it although it was short. Please do review if you could and favorite or follow. Also the nickname Mya was inspired from another fanfic, I'm not sure which, I forgot but yes, it's not legit mine but inspired.

Chapter Word Count: 952