Oh yay!!! Chapter four!! Thanks to everyone who recommended different options that I should take, spoke to some people and I have made up my mind I am going to do…yeah, like I would tell you wanna know then read!!!

Special thanks to vampgirl725 for cheering me up even though it was by one e-mail, review thing lol and to give credit giving me an idea, thanks!!!

Don't even kid your selves into believe that I own any thing to do with this, but hey, nothing wrong with wishing is there?

Someone took hold of Hermione from behind and held her waist, while pulling her lightly towards them. "You been getting my letters, my love?" she tried to turn around but the person held her firmly in place. "Who are you?" a hand touch her shoulder for a second before pulling back her hair to reveal her pale neck. His lips touch her neck and she moan causing him to laugh into her neck. "I thought you where bright Hermione, or have I misjudged you? You will know soon enough…just you wait, my pet…just you wait…you little mudblood"

At exactly nine am one Saturday morning, Hermione awoke suddenly from a deep sleep, sat up and tried to breath at a normal pace,her head was almost spinning, she had been dreaming, something…something had happened.

She frowned, she couldn't remember.

As much as she wanted to go back to sleep, she knew that it was no use, while her body wanted to she knew that her mind would not allow it. It may have been a Saturday but that was still no reason to waist away the day.

Thinking about the way she spoke to Harry and Ron last night she could not help but feel even worse, there was nothing really wrong with what they where saying, they only wanted to help her after all.

She opened her draws and pulled out a knee length black skirt and a red, V-neck shirt that showed off the right amount of skin, after a quick shower and getting dressed she started to make her way down the stairs to the common room when she heard it.

TAP…TAP

She looks around the room in till she noticed a white and grey Hogwarts owl sitting on her windowsill waiting for her

TAP!…TAP!

"OK, OK, I know I know, I'm coming!"

With three long steps she was at the window to let the own in through the window, on one swift moment the owl was on her bed, leg out and waiting for the note to be taken off her leg.

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Draco sat in the Slytherin common room (on his chair, of course) with his head between his legs and trying to breath and think about what he is going to do. He was know for being better then others and looking down on mudblood's, not sending love letters to one!

He had done three copies of the letter in till he thought that it said what needed to be said, no spelling mistakes, not to make it sound like it was all a joke.

He removed his head and sat back in his chair, hoping that he would suddenly regain all of his censes, send her a letter telling her that it was nothing, a joke, some thing he thought would be funny and tell her that no one would want a mudblood like her.

But he did.

Good how he wanted her, to feel her skin, to feel her breath to run his hands up and down her. NO, NO, NO, NO AND NO, WE DO NOT THINK OF GRANGER LIKE THAT!!!

He frowned, sex was one think, but saying to someone, even in letter form if not said out loud that you love them is something completely different. He thought about the letter and what he had wrote

To my dearest Hermione (he had to write that one line twice because the first time he wrote Granger)

I think I now know why I feel like this for you. I am not what people would call the best person in the world, in fact, even though I do not think that I would ever say this out load I think that you are better then me. You look after those you care about and I am ashamed to say that it is more then I would ever do.

It had took a lot for him to say this it was true, he did not like to tell people how he really felt and this had to be more then he had ever said to any one in his life.

I love looking at you when you read these letters, although, admittedly I have only seen you read one, do you know that you have the cutest habit of biting your lip when you are really thinking about something?

Dear god, he moaned, did he really write the word "cute"? he had called Hermione Jane Granger of all people "cute" thinking of what he had written next made him feel ashamed, was he really a Malfoy?

I always try to think about what you are thinking when you read what I have to say but I never know, no matter how much I try of put my mind to it? I was thinking maybe you could write back or some thing? You don't have to but I think it would be nice if you got to know me because I feel that I know every thing about you….

Yours always,

p.s if you would like to then just write the letter to "snake eyes" and give it to a Hogwarts owl they will find me.

Then again maybe wanting her was being a Malfoy, there was some thing that ever one thought that he could not have and he was going to get it because like a Malfoy, he got everything he wanted.

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Hermione had succeeded in avoiding Harry and Ron at breakfast, lunch and for a while she thought that she was going to make it to dinner to, how wrong she was. She had been thinking about the letter for the last three hours and was sitting in her chair, pen in her right hand and a disappointing blank piece of parchment sat on the table.

"Hermione…" she turned and saw Ron and Harry

"Hi guys"

"Hey…" Harry muttered while looking as though he was unsure smiling at her was a good idea. "Listen, about yesterday, we're sorry aren't we Ron?"

Ron grunted

"And we did wait for you this morning but when you did not come down for a while and because we could not go up and see you we left in the and but we did wait and…"

"Look, Harry, Ron I am really sorry about last night, I know that you guys are only looking out for me. I guess I just like to think that I can look after my self"

They both sat down in the two chairs either side from her and from her right Ron took her hand "Hermione we are not saying that you can not look after yourself, we just worry about you some times. We have done every thing together Hermione we tell each other everything"

Guilt. Guilt. Guilt. Guilt.

"we just want to look after you that's all"

Should she tell them about the letters? About the person who called himself "Snake eyes"/ about only her being able to read the writing and for the life of her she did not know why?

"Guy's, thank you for looking out for me but really there is nothing going on that I can not handle you know…I mean if there is one person that can handle herself against Malfoy it has to be me" Hermione smiled "The biggest mudblood of them all"

Harry laughed

"You know she does have a point I mean think about it, remember in third yeah when she hit him right in the face and he ran away? I swear he started crying"

The three friends laughed and stayed that was for a while in till finally the time rolled around to ten to seven, she said her goodbyes yes to a not so happy Harry and Ron and made her way to the library.

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There where many good things about being a Slytherin and although Blaise Zabini was not as good as the name Malfoy he still got his fair share of power and respect from his other house mates.

And yet here he was, sitting down on his bed. Bored. Zabini of all people was bored. All of the others years him and Draco had came up with some thing to do in order to make some trouble.

Year one - they had fixed all of the ingredients in Snapes class room ( true some people thought they loved Snape but come on, it was Snape.)

Year two - they had every single one of the Slytherin sucking up to them because of the whole everyone thinking that Draco was the heir of Slytherin. Blaise was able to milk it.

Year Three - trying to get Hagrid fired.

Year Four - making sure everyone hated Potter and wanted anyone but him to win

Year five - Nothing. Nada.

Draco had not really come up with any thing to do and they had been at school for a good two months now, some thing was up but what could have happened that it was taking effect on some one like Draco?

He got off his bed and went to walk towards the door when he spotter pieces of parchment laying next to Draco bin.

He had never done anything like this before but he found him self picking them up, walking back over to his bed and one at a time unfold the parchment and reading them.

When he was done he could feel his heart beating faster then it had done in some time. Draco was his friend, Draco was in love with a mudblood. He did not mind he did not care but if some one found out about this, if his father found out then he would be killed.

He had to make sure that never happened. Draco had always been alright to him even kind when he never showed this kindness to any one else.

It was time to pay him back.

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She had thought that he was going to be late, for some reason she expected it but when she walked into the library to see him sitting there, Potions book open waiting for her.

Some thing about that looked so wrong and when he smiled at her she KNEW that some thing was wrong. He smiled, not smirked. He never smiled, or maybe he just never did it to her.

With effort she smiled back as she put her back on the table, sat down and took out her books. "So I was thinking that you could look up the history of the potion like who come up with the polyjuice potion (A/N sorry about the spelling mistake my computer changed it and I did not see lol polo juice potion) and I will start writing about what you need to make it. Sound fair?"

He nodded.

Good, she thought to herself he is going to do this and not make it hard. As they made there separate ways to find the books that they needed she allowed her mind to wonder back to Snake eyes, was he a nice person? What house was he in? did she talk to him? Had she talked to him today and not even known it?

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"Granger, are you listening?

She looked up "Hur? Pardon what did you say?"

"I said do you know what year it was made, I have looked every where in these books and funny enough it say everything about it except the year when it was made, any ideas?"

"Um…yeah from what I know I think it was in the year 1783 but you might have to double check that" he nodded and started writing but he then looked up again.

"So Granger…um…you been, you now, having a good day and stuff?"

She frowned which made him frown which in turn made her turn red for some reason which made him want to smile, what the hell was going on why was he talking to her like they did this all the time and why for the love of good was she blushing??

"Yeah, yeah I guess I did nothing really you know"

"I take it that is why you where not at any of the meals then?"

"what?"

He had noticed?

He looked slightly taken back "What?"

"You said that you noticed that I was not at any of the meals, I was wondering why you noticed"

More blushing.

He stayed silent for a moment. "Well when I noticed that Potter head and his Weasel of a side kick where with out there third wheel all day I was wonder what was going on that's all, why?" he sneered "did you think that I cared or some thing!"

For once in her life, Hermione could not help but sneer at him "Don't you dare talk about Harry and Ron that way, just because you don't know what it is like to have friends who care for you and don't just like you because of your family!"

He laughed

"Yeah like people would like some one like you because of your family, sorry to disappoint Granger but no one would like you because of your family you little mudblood!"

She jumped up so quick that her chair fell back with a slam, the librarian started to walk towards them but Hermione found herself so mad that she did not care.

"You are a git, a barstod a self centred self loving idiot that people can see right through."

She picked up her things and her bag and before walking out the door she turned

"Draco Malfoy, you are nothing but a…a …a no good Death Eater!!!!"

And then she was gone leaving a very shocked Draco Malfoy behind.

Well I hope you liked it people I know the ending is lame but I wanted to get the point across that it was not going go from enemies to being all nice you know?

Please review, I will try to add chapter five soon.

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