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It was free period for the fifth years, and Hermione was making her way down the the potions classroom. When she arrived she saw Malfoy was already there leaning back in his chair. He looked up when she entered.
"About time, I've been waiting for ages."
Hermione laughed.
"I think you are exaggerating a bit."
"Only a little. I don't have forever, let's get to work."
"Alright, so I have the ingredient list and Professor Snape left us the key to the ingredient locker."
She pushed the instructions towards Malfoy. He read over them curiously.
"This is a very complex potion. I wonder why we got saddled with the hardest potion ever!"
Hermione chuckled.
"Professor Snape gave it to us because we are the best in the class. He said none of the other students could succeed in brewing it."
"Well he was right about that. Daft the whole lot of them."
"Okay okay. Enough insulting my friends. Let's get to work."
The pair worked until free period was over. They had completed a good but of work. Hermione was surprised at how well they worked together. They didn't argue like she expected then to, and he hasn't insulted her once in the entire hour. She hasn't realized he could be civil to anyone, let along her. At dinner that night Harry noticed her good mood.
"You seem awful cheerful for someone who had to spend all day with Malfoy." He noted.
"Well it wasn't all bad. Actually we got a lot of work done."
Ron snorted. "Only you would be excited about how much schoolwork you got done. I have to work with Parkinson! She is the worse! I can't even stand to look at her."
"You think you've got it bad?" Asked Harry. "I've got Crabbe. He is completely stupid. I'm surprised he even manages to spell his own name. I have to do all the work!"
Ron and Hermione laughed at Harry's sour face.
The three enjoyed the rest of their dinner over more cheerful topics, like quidditch. Hermione let her mind wander as she wasn't as find of qudditch as the boys were. Instead of thinking about Seamus like she normally did her mind was on another boy. The blond haired and grey eyed boy she'd spent an hour working with was on her brain. Hermione Granger was sitting in the Great Hall day dreaming about Draco Malfoy.