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Chapter 3

Hermione and Draco spent the rest of the day away from each other minding their own businesses. Hermione was planning on writing to Harry and Ron about her wonderful new coworker, but decided that they would find out sooner or later and could come beat the pulp out of him then.

Draco, on the other hand, went to go complain to Snape.

"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME BLOODY FUCKING GRANGER WAS MY NEW COLLEAGUE!" Draco slammed his hands on Snape's desk and Snape just laughed at Draco's pain. "IT ISN'T FUCKING FUNNY. I THOUGHT I WAS ALREADY FINISHED WITH THAT DAMNED MUDBLOOD, NOW I HAVE TO WORK WITH HER?! 'BLAH BLAH BLAH COOPERATE WITH EACH OTHER PROFESSIONALLY,'" he imitated Dumbledore in a high nasally voice. "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?"

"Draco, sit down, you know you could always take advantage of this situation…" Snape dragged on, Draco became interested.

"What do you have to say, old man."

Snape was appalled by the old man part. "I am NOT old."

"You are almost as old as my father, therefore you are old," Draco said matter-of-factly.

"Hmph. Well, now that you will be working together, you can take the free time you
have to go…visit her… while she is teaching her Charms class."

"And why in Merlin's name would I want to do that!?"

Snape rolled his eyes, "Idiot boy, so you can humiliate her in front of her students!"

Draco smirked and a billion of ideas flooded into his head…

The next morning, Hermione woke up to a homely room, she spent the night decorating, unpacking, and settling in. It felt like any other first day of school, a mixed feeling of excitement and nervousness. But the one emotion that usually wasn't there was fury at the thought of being stuck with Malfoy for another year. She had been so glad to finally be rid of the blonde git that on graduation night she got drunk and sang "I Hate Everyone" by Go Set Go with Harry and Ron on the table in the Gryffindor common room. She scowled as she thought of all the things Malfoy was going to do to embarrass her, because she know the little bastard would take this whole situation to his advantage.

Hermione decided to forget about it, she had half a day to do whatever until the
students began arriving. She laughed at how many she might recognize from their
parents. Oh, God, she thought, The Weasleys.

And not just ANY Weasleys, but the offspring of the most troublesome, obnoxious, pranking Weasleys. Fred and George's kids.

Fred and George had met a pair of twins, Megan and Nicole, while selling and promoting their products in America. Fred and Megan had fraternal twins, Georgia and Arthur (Arty for short). George and Nicole also had fraternal twins, Jordan and Fredrica (Freddie for short). The four kids looked exactly like each other, you would think they were quadruplets. Hermione knew them all fairly well, having spent a few summers at the Burrow for Weasley family reunions. At the age of two, the boys had already gotten into the habit of stealing dung bombs and throwing them down the stairs. At age ten they had practiced curses taught to them by their fathers, and tested the hair loss curse on Hermione. Thankfully their sisters were quiet and practical like their mothers. Unfortunately, they were now in their fifth year and had probably learned some new tricks since she last saw them.

Even with the insane idea of having to teach the Weasley kids, Hermione felt comforted with the knowledge that she would have some familiar faces in her classes.

It was almost five o'clock, the students were to arrive any minute, and Mr. Malfoy was nowhere to be seen. Hermione didn't think too much of it, the less Malfoy the better. Unknown to Hermione, Draco stayed up most of the night plotting.

"Hermione!" Hermione turned around to the familiar sound of her name.

"NEVILLE!" Hermione gave him a big hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Didn't you know?"

"Know wha—OH! Of course! You're the Herbology teacher here; you replaced Professor Sprout a few years ago," Hermione remembered. "Sorry, I didn't forget, it's just that I've been seeing a lot of…unexpected…familiar faces lately," Hermione made a disgusted face at the thought of Malfoy.

"Oh like who? Luna?" Neville blushed.

"Luna? Luna is teaching here too? Oh, really, what subject?"

"She's not teaching, she is studying under—"

"HAGRID!" Hermione looked around Neville to see the familiar lumbering half-giant with the most comforting face. "Well, well! Look at ye, Hermione! All grown up an' teachin' back at the school!"

"It's so good to see you, Hagrid! Neville, here was just telling me that Luna's studying—" Hermione began.

"Ms. Granger!" a flustered McGonagall rushed over to them. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but have you seen Mr. Malfoy?"

"No, I haven't seen him since yesterday," Hermione replied.

"Would you mind finding him? The students are to be here any moment and it will be very embarrassing if he didn't show at the feast, being a new teacher," she said. "His office is in the second floor corridor."

"But I—" Hermione started.

"Thank you, Ms. Granger," McGonagall said without another word, leaving Hermione no choice but to find Malfoy. Excusing herself from Hagrid and Neville, she stormed off in search for the lazy git.

She had finally reached Draco's office and knocked sharply on the door. No one answered. "Malfoy!" she called through the door. "Malfoy! MALFOY!"

"What in the hell do you want, woman?!" A disheveled Draco finally opened the door, clad in only his green boxers,

"I—uh—" Hermione stuttered, shocked by his state of dress.

Draco smirked. "Like what you see?"

She cleared her throat and pulled herself together, ignoring him. "I can't believe you just woke up! The feast is starting any minute now! The students are already coming in!" she snapped at him.

"Feast? Oh, yeah, right. Well, let's go then," he started to close the door.

"NO! Wait! Get a shirt on, you dolt!"

"Why? I'm sure no one would mind if I went like this. In fact, I'd probably be doing them a favor," he said haughtily.

"GO GET DRESSED!" Hermione pushed him back in his office. Minutes later he emerged, fully dressed and his hair perfect as usual. Huffing, she turned and stalked away, muttering something about "lazy git" and "irresponsible ferret."

When they reached the doors leading to the Great Hall, they could already here the Sorting Hat calling out houses.

"Shit! We're late!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Language, Granger. You're a teacher now, remember?" Draco teased her.

"Oh, shove it, Malfoy, this is all your fault!"

"Calm down, we can sneak in once the feast starts."

Just after he said this, Dumbledore's voice was heard saying, "And now, let's welcome our new professors!" and the doors swung open.

Hermione looked like a deer caught in the headlights, and Draco was momentarily stunned before regaining his cool and strutting down the aisle. Seeing Hermione still standing in shock, he pulled her hand and dragged her with him. After finally regaining composure, Hermione snatched her hand away from Draco. She was free for a moment, before Draco snaked his arm around her waist. Hermione blushed bright red and tried to remover herself from his grip, but not being able to do so without starting a scene, left her hands to her side in defeat.

When they finally reached the staff table, she slapped his arm and gave him the deadliest glare. He just smirked, which made her fume even more; you could almost see smoke coming out of her ears.

After dinner, Dumbledore began his usual speech and announcements. "To new students, welcome, to returning students, welcome back! Another great year is planned for us all. Now, as usual, all students are not allowed into the Forbidden Forest. Also, curfew has been moved up to ten o'clock for safety reasons, and no students are allowed outside the building after nine o'clock..."

Hermione leaned over to Draco and smirked. "Looks like you have a fan club." She nodded toward the Slytherin table where a couple of fifth year girls were winking and giggling at Draco.

Draco choked on his pumpkin juice and his face was masked with an expression of horror and disgust. Malfoys did not get hit on by fifth year girls, and certainly did not get humiliated by Mudbloods. Then he thought of an idea and smirked. Turning his face towards Hermione he leaned in even closer, and he stated loudly, "Darling, you know you're the only one for me." He winked. At this comment, the Slytherin girls glared at Hermione in envy.

Hermione's blushed a deep red, "Stop this charade, ferret!"

Draco snapped at her, "What did you call me?"

"You heard me, ferret boy."

"Say that again, bucktooth beaver!"

"Insult me again and the amazing bouncing ferret will be reliving the experience!"

"OH, IS THAT SO, GRANGER!?"

"THAT'S RIGHT, MALFOY!"

By this time, they were standing up with wands ready to hex the living hell out of each other.

"That's ENOUGH!" Professor McGonagall boomed at the two. They both sat down hastily, noticing they caused quite a scene in front of the whole school. "You are both professionals and you're not bickering classmates anymore!"

Dumbledore chuckled, "There isn't wrong with a little flirting, Minerva. Now, goodnight everyone!" McGonagall gave Dumbledore a disapproving look and was about to say something, but the students were already filing out.


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