Hermione walked into Defense against the Dark arts and sat down in the front. She took out her books, quills and parchment and arranged them neatly on her desk.
Soon Ron and Harry would walk through the door and she had to tell them. Hermione took a deep breath trying to still her trembling nerves.
"Hey Hermione, what was up in Potions? I thought I saw you talking to Malfoy. Talking!" Ron sat down next to her and laughed like it was the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Yeah, I don't think you've ever talked to Malfoy…ever." Harry said sitting on the other side of her.
Hermione glared. "I can talk to whomever I want to. Just because you two seem to have a problem with it doesn't mean I will stop." She snapped.
They looked at her shocked. "You…were talking to Malfoy?" Ron gasped clenching his hands into fists.
"Yes, actually were dating." Hermione said indignantly.
There was a pause. "Well, apparently Parkinson didn't get the message." Harry said looking to the back of the room.
Hermione turned around and growled through clenched teeth. Draco was seating in his seat trying to escape the tentacles, of one Pansy Parkinson. Hermione was about to go up and smack the ugly pug around when the professor entered the room.
"Please take your seats.' A tall witch said crisply walking to the front of the class. "Today since you have already had five years of this class and I'm sure that you are all deathly sick of it, we will be doing wizard duels. Now all you go to a side of the room. Slytherins on the right. Gryffindor on the left. Hurry now!"
Everyone scrambled to follow her orders. She then proceeded to shrink the desks and create a small stage that ran from one end of the room to the other.
"Now let me see." She read off a piece of parchment. "Our first duel will be between Ms. Pansy Parkinson and Ms. Hermione Granger."
Hermione grinned. Pansy smirked and hopped onto the stage. Hermione was about to go on when someone grabbed her arm.
"What Harry? She asked exasperatedly. She wanted to crush that dog into the dust.
He smirked. "I just wanted to remind you that murder is illegal." Hermione smiled.
"Don't worry Harry, I don't kill…I maim." She wrenched her hand from his grip and stood opposite Pansy.
"Now remember the rules. This is not a real Wizard duel. No injuring of any kind. Anyone who does will get a week of detention and thirty points from their house. Please shake hands bow to each other and begin on three."
Hermione bowed infinitesimally keeping her eyes on Pansy. "1…2…"
Pansy didn't wait for three. "Expelliarmus!" she shouted. Hermione flew back and landed on her tail bone. She cried out but got back up.
"Rictusempra!" a jet of silver light came out and hit Pansy in the stomach, she doubled over and her breath came out in wheezes. "Expelliarmus!"
Pansy flew back against the wall. She slid to the floor. Pansy didn't even wait to stand up.
"Surpensortia!" she screamed. Hermione gasped as a long black snake slithered of Pansy's wand and straight towards her. Hermione realized this was the same spell that Draco had used on Harry in second year.
"Hermione!" she heard someone yell and had a nagging thought that it was Draco but she was a bit busy being stared down by a viper.
"Don't move Ms. Granger!" The professor ordered her. All Hermione could do was nod. The professor said a spell under her breath and the snake disappeared.
Hermione didn't have any time to process this because she was being tackled to the ground.
"You stupid little Mud blood. You're not good enough for him. He doesn't really care about you. You're nothing to him, nothing!" Pansy screamed pushing her down and trying to throw a punch.
Hermione punched her in the nose before she was pulled off of her. Pansy was being carried off by Crabbe and Goyle. Draco hurried to her side and helped her up.
"Are you okay?" he asked quickly checking her over for injuries.
The class was watching Pansy try to fight her way out of the two boys grip trying to get back to Hermione, screaming profanities at the top of her lungs.
"Yeah, I'm good. Did I get a good shot in?" she asked shakily.
Draco smiled at her, seeing that she was alright. "Yes, I can't believe that she played so dirty."
Hermione shrugged and adjusted her clothes. "I can believe it. I just can't believe that she tackled me."
He frowned. "Yeah, she went way too far with that. I need to have a little chat with her."
Hermione giggled. "I don't think that she's going to show her face for a couple of days. I mean she did get beat down by a Mud Blood."
Draco winced. "Hermione, those things that she said…" he started but she put her finger to his lips.
"I don't take anything she says seriously, besides if you were using me I would just hex you." She smiled.
He didn't seem to be pleased by what she said. He sighed. "I'll show you one day that I was fool all these years."
Hermione kissed his cheek. "Let's go to dinner. Why don't you sit with me today?"
Draco took her hand and shook his head leading her out of the now empty room.
"You are just too stubborn for your own good."
She laughed. "That makes two of us." she shot back.
"Touché." He conceded. They walked to the great hall in comfortable silence.
Dinner was unusual. All the Gryffindors glared at Draco and he glared back. Finally Hermione glared at all of them and they ate their dinner.
Hermione said goodnight to her friends and headed up to her room with Draco.
"Well that was interesting." She chuckled.
"Interesting! They all wanted to kill me. Is that interesting to you?" He said playfully.
"Oh don't even be like that. You loved it. It made you feel like you accomplished something." She bumped him with her hip.
He pouted. "That may be so but that doesn't mean you have to say it."
Hermione laughed. He frowned. "What's so funny?" he asked.
She caught her breath. "Your face, I never though I would live to see you pout."
He grinned devilishly and she saw she was in trouble. Draco pulled her into an alcove and pressed her up against the wall.
"Are you saying you don't like my face?" he said in a low voice near her ear tickling it. He pressed his lips to just below that and worked his way to the crook of her neck.
"What?" she asked breathlessly.
He chuckled. "Do you not like my face?" he repeated kissing along her collar bone.
"Yes, no, no, I like your face." she whispered trying to keep her legs from folding beneath her.
"So are you saying that I'm extremely handsome?" he asked kissing her up her neck and to her jaw line.
"Yes."
"Why thank you." He said planting a kiss on the side of her mouth and stepping back.
Hermione blinked a few times and glared at him. "Not fair."
"Did I ever say I played fair?" he asked innocently taking her hand.
She followed him. "No, but that was plain cheating." She whined.
He just laughed and led her to their dorm.
I'll get him back she vowed. I'll get him back so bad he won't remember his name.