A/N: Here is the new revised version of this chapter. Hope you all in enjoy.

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Chapter 4

Snape knocked on Dumbledore's door. "Enter" he heard and he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Yes, Severus?" the old wizard asked from behind his desk.

Snape walked up to the desk, "They are paired together in the classes they share like you asked."

"Excellent."

"But they aren't happy about it sir."

"Of course not. Back in your school days, if you had to be paired with James you wouldn't have been happy either. Give them sometime. They will eventually warm up to each other." Albus replied smiling at Snape.

Snape sighed, "You really think so?"

"Yes, I do. I want a report at the end of each week on how they are progressing in the classroom."

"Yes sir. Goodnight." Snape said as he turned, his robe swooshing behind him, and left the office. Snape knew his godson well. It would take him a long time to warm up to warm up to Hermione.

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The first week slowly went by. Hermione was doing well in her classes except, the two she had with Draco. They were arguing in Potions and fighting a little too hard in Defense. Patrolling didn't go so well either. Draco said, "He didn't feel like it". And just about every time they saw each other, they argued. Hermione went to the Gryffindor Tower every chance she had to get away from Draco and relax. Ron didn't help the relaxing, but he was better to have around than Malfoy.

Hermione was at her wit's end when Saturday rolled around. She sat in the Gryffindor Common Room with Harry.

"I'm sick of Malfoy right now. He won't do any of the work in Potions or Defense so my grades are suffering from it now. I've had to do an essay every night this week because the potions have failed from his lack of help. And can't Slughorn see him just sitting there!" Hermione vented.

"Why don't you say something to the professors or Dumbledore?" Harry asked.

"No! I don't want to give him the satisfaction of him getting to me. He's only doing this to piss me off."

Harry rolled his eyes at his stubborn friend, "You've been hanging around me too long. I've rubbed off on you."

Hermione laughed, "You've rubbed off on me since first year."

Harry joined her, "Wait...I'm not that bad am I?" he asked with a hint of seriousness in his voice.

"No, of course not", she said with a smile.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow at her.

"Nothing. So where are Ginny and Ron?"

"They're out on the Quidditch field practicing."

"Why aren't you out there with them?"

"Because I'm Harry Bloody Potter, I don't need to practice." he said putting his hands behind his head as he leaned back on the couch.

Hermione playfully punched him in the arm, "Just because your name is Harry Potter doesn't mean you are King of the Universe and perfect."

"What are you talking about? I am King of the Universe. You are just jealous."

"Least I'm the smart one."

Harry put his arms done and looked at Hermione, "You sure know how to bursts someone's bubble, Mione."

"Shut up Harry." she said as she punched him the arm again.

Harry rubbed his arm, "What's with you being so abusive today? What have I done to you to deserve that?" he asked with a puppy dogface.

Hermione shook her head, "You know that look doesn't work on me."

"Which is odd because I always get my way with that face?"

"What are you five?"

"No, I am 17 thank you very much."

"Then act it."

"But who likes acting their age? You don't even act your age."

"How is that?"

"You act like an old lady who never wants to have fun and just read books. Keep that up and you'll be like Madam Pince."

Hermione's jaw dropped. She punched Harry on the arm, hard.

"Awe that hurt. There you go again be abusive again."

"You deserved that Harry. I can too have fun." Hermione said as she crossed her arms across her chest and looked away.

"Ok, what you do to yourself while you're alone in your dorm doesn't count." Harry said smiling.

Hermione went to slap him but Harry was quicker and caught her by the wrist. She tried to slap him with her other hand but Harry caught that one too. Hermione tried to free her hands but they ended up falling off the couch and onto the floor with Harry landing on top of Hermione in an awkward position.

The two laid there laughing until they heard someone clear their throat. They looked up and saw Ginny and Ron.

Harry smiled up at his girlfriend as he got off Hermione and helped her up.

"Hey Gin, that wasn't anything." explained Harry.

"I know it wasn't anything. She's like your sister so I know nothing will happen between you two." Ginny said smiling, "but if I find you two in that position again with no clothes on, there'll be hell to pay."

"Oh come Ginny, you know that won't happen. I'll leave that to you." Hermione said.

Draco laid in his bed gazing up at the canopy top, lost in thought. The past week had been hell for him. He was stuck with the one girl he hated the most, and he had no way of getting out of it. It was bad enough he had to share living space and share two classes with her, but being paired with her was the icing on the cake. He had never liked the know-it-all Gryffindor. As he lay there, he thought off all the reasons why he didn't like Granger. The main one was she was Muggle-born but that reason was drilled into his head by his father and he was trying to get away from the things he taught him. Putting the prejudice, he found it hard to find reasons: 1. she was friends with Potter. 2. In some classes she was smarter then him but generally they were the same. And from that, Lucius wasn't happy and beat Draco when ever he heard that. 3. Everything in her life was perfect. She had everything she wanted and friends that cared for her. It all came down to the fact that Draco was jealous of Hermione Granger.

The more Draco thought of Hermione, the more he thought of all her good qualities. She may not have been drop dead gorgeous, but she had her own unique attractiveness. He quickly shook that thought out of his head. Granger, bookworm-Gryffindor-know-it-all, was attractive? he forced himself out of bead and down to the Great Hall for lunch.

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A/N: Ok, so this chapter didn't have too many issues in it. Nonetheless I hope you still liked it anyway.