A/N: Holy cow, almost 3000 hits! And this is the first Fanfic that I have ever started on :D Thank you everyone for your support.
"How are we going to explain this, Malfoy? Everyone will have so many questions."
"Stop thinking so much, Granger. Your acting like a muggle. You need to relax if you want them to accept you." He answers, grabbing my hand. As we walk into the Great Hall, everyone goes quiet and stares.
"What the bloody hell!" I hear Ron's voice.
"Why are they holding hands?" Neville's voice, and then, the innocent, soft voice of my only current friend.
"They are in love, isn't that reason enough?" With that, I smile. There is no question of whose table we are sitting at today, Neville and Luna were amazing people, but not very entertaining people.
"Goyle, go get Ms. Granger some lunch." he barks, as we sit down at the Syltherin table.
"Do you really have to bark him around like a dog?"
"He enjoys my company. Don't fight it."
"What is this disgusting excuse for a Mu-" Malfoy stands up in my defense, as Pansy heads towards the table screaming.
"Her name is Ms. Granger and you shall call her none other than that. Do I make myself clear Pansy?" He barks at her. I don't understand how these people put up with him, without turning him into a weasel themselves."Does that get under your skin?" he asks, that evil smirk on his face that he used to get when he had known he was getting under mine. "Would this get under your skin?" Gently, he kisses me on the cheek. I feel my cheeks turn red, as Ron, from two tables over, tosses his tray across the table, onto the floor.
"I can't believe you Draco Malfoy!" She screams, "Wait til your father hears about this!"
"You tell my father anything, and I will tell the entire school about how you made me lie about snogging you last year." He answers, his face going stern "Do I make myself clear?" She huffs off, arms swinging side to side as she stomps out of the room.
"Why are you doing this?" I whisper into his ear. "You have never stuck up for me in the past."
"I told you, join me and I will make you my queen." He smiles, "A Malfoy keeps their word, Granger."
The rest of lunch is quiet, nothing really needing to be said, and slightly awkward, as I kept getting glares from Ron and Harry. Even Ginny sneered at me once.
In potions, I sat next to Malfoy, holding his hand again under the table.
"I see now what you say about the Weasleys, one of them hates you, they all do." I whisper to him.
"Yea, Potter is no better either." He spits "Thinks because he's the 'chosen one' he owns the bloody school. If I had the right mind I'd" He points his wand at Harry from across the room, subtly enough that only I could see it.
"Malfoy, NO!" I squeel, sounding slightly girly. "You can't. Your better than that." I put my hand on his arm, my eyes begging him to calm down. He puts his wand back in his pocket.
"You're right. Not worth my time." He looks disgusted at Harry, snarling his nose. Luna pops up behind us, looking at Malfoy, then at me.
"I'm happy for you." Her voice sings "Oh, I'm sorry. I interrupted something, I can see it in your eyes." She calls to me, her voice sounding more like music than words. Slowly, she dances away.
"A bit off, isn't she?" Draco asks me, with a questioning look.
"No, just different is all. She takes some getting used to." I reply, looking up, seeing Ron's glare. "Let's get this potion started, Shall we?"
"Go ahead Granger." He replies, putting his feet up on our desk. I smile happily, not wanting it any other way.