A/N: Hello! Its chapter 4, everybody! I want to say thank you to everyone who added this story to their Favorites! Oh and also their Story Alerts! Also thank you for those who reviewed the last chappie. This made my day so thank you! I won't keep you guys waiting so here's chapter 4! I'M FINALLY OFF HIATUS! I'm sorry I took so so so so so long to update as an apology I'm going to put up two chapters in just one day! Yay! Okay now to the fic:

"Don't you do anything besides reading?" Malfoy asked

I sat down on the leather seat in the study drowning my head with knowledge but then Malfoy decided to show up and distract me. He just sat there talking about the most random things. Then, I finally had enough "Bloody hell, Malfoy! Don't you have anything better to do?"

Malfoy narrowed his eyes at me "Actually, no. I have absolutely nothing to do! I just found out a few hours ago that I can't use any form of magic so I can't do anything fun. So, really no. There's nothing to do."

I slammed my book shut "You should learn how to cook."

Malfoy raised a brow "A Malfoy cooking? Are you delirious, Granger?"

I rolled my eyes "Malfoy, you're always hungry. I doubt it you even get full. Anyways, there's nothing better to do right? So, why don't you go learn how to cook?"

Malfoy considered this for a moment then he sighed "Alright, fine. But, don't expect me to cook you food because-"

"I'm not going to expect you to cook me food, Malfoy." I stood up and placed the book I was reading on the wooden table in front of me. I went over to the bookshelf and examined its contents. Thankfully, I saw the book I was looking for. I pulled it out of the shelf and blew on its cover, making sure there was no speck of dust left. I handed it over to him and he hesitated on accepting it but with a few glances he finally did. He glared at the book with a frown "A cookbook? Do you expect me to learn how to cook with this book?"

I crossed my arms across my chest then nodded "That's exactly what the cookbook is for."

"I can't learn with this thing!" Malfoy stared at the book with disgust "How can words even help me? What if I have to chop? Or if I have to boil stuff? "

I stared at him; incredulously "It only provides instructions, Malfoy. You have to deal with the work all by yourself."

He looked at me this time, narrowing his sharp grey eyes "Absolutely not!"

"I thought you wanted to learn how to cook?" I shouted with pure annoyance "Bloody hell, Malfoy!"

"Well, you were the one who suggested for me to learn! At least help me with it." Malfoy shouted back

"I already told you the book can help you out with its instructions!" I growled in anger this time

"You don't really expect me to learn by the use of words, right?" Malfoy asked, his brow raised

"That's exactly what I expect." I said calmer this time

"No! Absolutely not. I want you, Hermione Granger to help me out with this cooking thing since you were the one who suggested it in the first place." Malfoy pointed out

As much as I don't want to admit it, he did have a point. I sighed in submission "And if I refuse?"

"Then, you can go back to reading but you do have to bear with me." Malfoy grinned smugly "A bored Malfoy is a chatty Malfoy."

One minute I was reading an old Potions book in peace and the next minute, I'm sitting on a counter helping Malfoy out with cooking. Surprisingly, he is a good listener so that means he also learns fast. I found a Pork Chops recipe in the cookbook and we decided to go with that. It's quite easy to make and it seems like we have all of its ingredients stuck in our refrigerator.

"Do I dice this or chop it?" Malfoy asked, holding out the onion in my direction

I checked the open cookbook beside me "Chop it."

He was back to chopping before I knew it. Once he was finished, we heated the oven to 350 degrees. He looked at me with a puzzled expression "What's next?"

"Put the pork chop on the pan." Malfoy stared at the pork chop in his hand. He looked at the pan and the pork chop alternately as if he was worried. I stifled back a laugh "You're not going to get hurt, Malfoy. Just put it carefully on the pan."

He pressed his lips together then he slowly placed the pork chop on the hot pan. He dropped the pork chop on the pan and he jumped at the sound of the sizzle. I laughed at his ridiculous expression

"Quit laughing!" Malfoy groaned "This is my first time and I don't want to get hurt, that's all!"

I shook my head, trying to erase the –seeming to be- permanent smile on my face. I was glad I managed to laugh. I hadn't got the chance to laugh like that since we were forced to live with each other for a week. I bit my lip "Okay, I'm sorry."

He returned back to cooking, his eyes directly on the pork chop "Now what?"

"You have to wait until it becomes brown" I glared at the cookbook "And then you can transfer it to a grilling pan."

He leaned on the counter beside me, shifting all his weight on his arms that rested on the counter. He was staring at the pork chop like it would burst into flames if he looked away. I held back a smile "Are you worried about your cooking?"

Malfoy looked at me this time, his brows furrowed "No, of course not. I already know it's going to be a success. A Malfoy never fails, you know."

"Don't get cocky" I frowned

"I'm only stating a fact" Malfoy smiled

"And since you seem to have everything under control, I don't have to tell you to flip that pork over because if you don't it's as good as nothing." I nodded over at the pan. He quickly stood up straight and grabbed the spatula near him. He flipped the pork chop over with a sigh of relief.

After he had done everything he slumped down on a seat, clearly exhausted. I used the spatula to carefully transfer the pork chop to a plate. I felt the heat of the meat under the plate I held. I scowled, it looked surprisingly good. I don't expect a first-timer especially a Malfoy to execute the steps correctly. I placed the plate in front of him "Go on and have a taste."

Malfoy sat up then he took the fork and the knife that rested beside his plate. He cut a piece of the pork chop, took it into his mouth and smiled "This isn't bad."

I frowned in disbelief "Give me that!" I swiped the fork and knife from his hands then started slicing. I plopped the piece in my mouth and true enough, it wasn't bad at all; it was good. I dropped the utensils down on the table with a loud clang, furious "Beginner's luck, Malfoy."

Malfoy grinned at my expression "I told you a Malfoy never fails."

"Git" I said under my breath

"I heard that."

"You were supposed to." I rolled my eyes "If you'll excuse me, I have to take bath."

Malfoy grinned "Thanks for the image."

I glared at him in disgust "Bloody pervert"

A/N: Another chapter has ended! Yay! I'm going to try update sooner you guys I promise! Maybe if I have freetime and the summer is coming up anyways so expect fast updates in a month or two. Thanks for reading I love you guys