Chapter 4 – Irony

Heya, I also said on my profile but the reason why I haven't updated for ages is because my computer completely died, luckily for this story I already uploaded all the chapters so heres the next chapter.

Both Draco and Hermione were dreading Monday morning, they didn't want to see each other, they couldn't face each other and their first lesson was potions, a lesson that they shared. Draco was even more worried than Hermione, if that was possible, because he knew Snape was planning something. What he didn't realise was that Hermione was planning something but if he knew it wouldn't of shocked him. He would have been planning something if he was her.

Hermione was a lot more efficient in the lesson, she was determined not to let Malfoy ruin her grades, resulting in her completing her potion a lot earlier than anyone else. As usual Snape was not pleased, "Hermione, you brewed this potion too quick, Potions is not for rushing, it is an art and art takes time, detention, see me after the lesson to discuss what you will be doing," Hermione growled inside at the injustice of it all, as if she had time for a detention she had a revenge to plot.

Hermione now knew that Malfoy had turned her mad. She was not meant to be annoyed that a detention stopped her from plotting, she was supposed to be in shock that she had done anything to invoke a detention and fret about what Snape would have her to do. However at the moment she just didn't have the energy.

Draco hung back at the end of the lesson, he knew that if he didn't Snape would have his blood. He didn't want to be here but the way the Professor had looked at him, saying 'you go you die!' kept him back.

Hermione noticed that Malfoy was taking his time, what the heck was he playing at?

"Okay you two sit down, I have told your teachers you will be late."

Hermione sat down as warning bells went of in her head, he knew, Hermione flinched, that thought was unappealing. "Miss Granger I will not eat you, so stop flinching and sit down, I have a few questions for you,"

Hermione didn't want to sit, she didn't want to hear any questions, she just wanted to run away. But sit she did because Hermione never disobeyed a teacher, well mostly never.

"Do you know what this potion is?"

"Why do I have to be here?" Draco begun, he didn't want to see her reaction.

Snape ignored him, "Well do you Hermione, it's not usual for you not to give a prompt answer,"

"Erm, it looks like an antidote,"

"That is quite correct, I had to give it to Malfoy on Saturday, and do you know what sort of antidote it is?"

"Are you accusing me of poisoning Malfoy," Hermione asked surprised, while she thought that was a good idea for her revenge.

"No, I am trying to explain his actions, I have to go do some preparation for my next lesson. You two wait here till I get back."

The two teens watched hopelessly as the potions professor left the classroom. He hadn't needed to leave to prepare his next lesson. Couldn't he have at least said a more believable excuse?

"I'm sorry," Draco bit out quietly. He had to say it, he hated her with everything he had, and she represented everything he despised.

Hermione hadn't quite heard it, well actually she did hear it but she didn't believe it, Malfoy was apologising to her.

The brown eyed girl looked at the blond boy quizzically. "Malfoy," she whispered, she was too afraid to talk loudly, just encase, he snapped, realising what he said.

"Don't get me wrong, I still hate you." He said it coldly, sending a chill down her spine, "It's just I'm not that sort of person, I would never do something like what I did to you willingly," his voice was suddenly regretful and filling with emotion. "I must have hurt you a lot, I hate this feeling, I hate you but I need your forgiveness because I cannot forgive myself!"

Hermione was getting more and more uncomfortable, when he realised what he was saying, he would be really angry and take it out on her. "Malfoy, what are you talking about?"

"Saturday, what we done, what I done!"

Hermione blushed and looked away, her eyes fell on the antidote that Snape had left on the table, "Wait, what was that antidote for?"

"It's an antidote to a lust potion, that's why I…"

It suddenly dawned on Hermione what he was trying to say. "You don't exactly remember what happened, do you?"

"Yes, I…"

"No, that's not what happened. Do you think I would let you get away with it if you did?"

"Well, I thought you were too embarrassed to say anything,"

"Draco, I love you, I wanted it, it was like a dream come true,"

"But I remember a struggle,"

"Of course I struggled, at first, you are my enemy, I thought you were up to something, but… then you said you needed me, I didn't notice," Hermione didn't realise that tears were running down her face. Draco would never love her as she did him. Why couldn't she get over him?

Draco was absolutely stunned, why would she love him? But he was so thankful, he hadn't, he wasn't, he was so relieved. Snape walked back in, what are you two still doing here, get to your next lessons, and Miss Granger be here at seven for your detention.

Hermione frowned, Draco smirked.