A/N: This is a contest entry for the Dracolov challenge! If you would like to enter you must e-mail Dracolov, her e-mail is in her profile. The last day to enter is 12/1/04. Please R & R (read and review) and thank you for reading my story.
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"Ms. Granger..."
"There is no way I can work with him here."
"Ms. Granger..."
"I mean, I can't stand him here."
"Ms. Granger..."
"I won't be able to handle him being here."
"Hermione!"
Hermione stopped pacing and looked up, startled. She had been pacing around the headmistresses office and Professor McGonagall had been trying to get her attention for a good ten minutes.
"Thank you. Now then. I know what happened between the two of you, but really. That was ten years ago. I thought you would be able to see past that."
"But..."
"No buts! Now to why I asked you here. We are going to reestablish the defense club. Just for fun, don't worry. It will be ran by you, Harry and Draco. Now you can tell me no but if you did I would be highly disappointed."
Minerva smiled to herself. She knew that Hermione would do anything to not disappoint her or anyone for that matter.
"Ok, I'll do it."
"Good, now your first meeting will be in one week from today, in the Room of Requirement. You need to be there at seven o'clock. Now you may go back to your classes, I believe your seventh year advanced class is waiting for you."
Hermione left Minerva's office and started to walk down to her class room. All of the sudden the hairs on the back of her neck stood up and she stopped walking. She turned around, getting the sneaking suspicion that someone was following her. When she saw no one she blew it off and kept walking, still feeling uncomfortable. Finally she made it to her classroom. She walked in and was greeted by a wave of sarcastic remarks.
"Ms. Granger that will be detention."
"It seems that by my watch you are ten minutes late, but then again it could be wrong."
"Finally."
"Good of you to join us."
Only Hermione's seventh year classes could away with something like that. She had always had a good relationship with her students and they always kid around.
"Sorry, my alarm forgot to go off, or my robe got stuck in the wall, or I couldn't find my book, or..."
"We get it."
"Thank you, now on to the lesson for today. We are going to research how to turn objects into animals. This is the opposite from my third year classes right now. Do you all remember how to animals into objects?"
"Yes."
"Good we are going to start with that. Go get one of the animals from the back. Be careful they are the third year's animals."
"Good, is everyone cleaning up. We still seem to have ten minutes left. So, are any of you going to join the defense club?"
Everyone in the class raised their hand.
"Any particular reason?"
One of the girls in the class giggles and started all of them at it.
"What?"
"Well, ma'am. We heard that the teachers are going to be you, Professor Potter and Professor Malfoy."
Hermione raised her hand to stop her, "No need to say more, I understand."
All the girls started to giggle again. Hermione took a look at her watch announced, "Time to go. See you all in two days."
Hermione walked over to her desk and sat down, starting to grade papers. There was a knock at her door and with out looking up, shouted, "Come in"
"Hey."
Hermione looked up and saw Harry with, unfortunately, Draco.
"Hi."
"What is up?"
"We were wondering if you would like to go to lunch."
"Well, I really need to grade these papers."
"That's ok, we brought it here. I knew you would say it."
Hermione nodded and summoned a table and a couple of chairs to be closer to her desk.
Harry stopped all of the sudden and looked at Hermione; fear was written all over his face.
"What?" she asked slowly, almost scared of what was going to come out of his mouth.
"I just forgot..."
"No."
"I told one of my students that I would help them."
"No."
"Sorry, I have to go."
"Harry!"
"Sorry!"
"Harry James Potter!" But it was no use. He was out the door. He heard her yell, but just smiled.
"That son of a bitch!"
Hermione heard someone laugh. She turned to find a highly amused Draco.
"Oh, you find this funny?"
"Just a little."
She just scowled at him and plopped down in her chair. She looked up at Draco who was just looking at her.
"What?"
"I forgot how cute you looked when you pouted."
"First of all, I am not pouting. Second of all, don't."
"Don't what?"
"Don't start with all of the compliments thinking that it will get you back on my good side. It is no use. I hate you for what you did to me."
"Hermione I told you, I had no choice."
"What do you mean you had no choice. You always have a choice. You made the wrong one Draco."
"Shit Hermione. I don't want to fight with you again. Every time we are alone we fight."
"I have a solution for that. Let's not be alone anymore."
"Hermione, we need to talk. You need to understand."
"I do understand."
"No you don't. You don't know why I left. And you won't if you never let me tell you."
Hermione just stared at him. He had a point. He was right. She knew it. She just didn't want to give him a chance to hurt her again.
"Draco, I can't. Not yet."
Draco looked into her eyes. There was hope.
"Ok. Just let me know when you are ready."
"It will be a long time."
"I am willing to wait."
Hermione could feel her heart burst with that simple sentence, 'I am willing to wait.' She knew she was falling in love with him all over again.
Howdy. How did you like it? You will still have to wait a few more chapters to know exactly why he left . But this is a preview of next chapter:
"Ah ha! So you are the little creature I keep hearing in my room."
"Yes ma'am, I am."
"AHHHHHH!"
Hermione threw the ferret on the ground.
"OW!"
"Y...y..you talked."
"Well, yes, that is usually what it is called when words come out of your mouth."
Can you wait. Well you're gonna have ta. I am going to my dad's house and won't be back till Sunday. Sorry.
Toodles
Chocolate hugs and Cherry kisses
Nikki
