A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Assignment #1 – Paleontology - Task #2 - Species of Velociraptor: All known specimens of Velociraptor were discovered in the Mongolion province of Ömnögovi, initially in the 1920s. These geologic formations are estimated to date back to the Campanian stage (between 83 and 70 million years ago.

Write about a fight between two characters (either physical or verbal)

Writing Club January

Disney Challenge: Theme - 3. Don't Judge A Book By It's Cover: Write about a first impression being wrong.

Amber's Attic: 26 - Saraswati: Write about someone who doesn't like to be told what to do.

Lizzy's Loft: 3 - (trait) Snobby

Scamander's Case: 21- (trope) enemies to friends/lovers

Lyric Alley: 1 - When you were here before

Word count: 692

She was sitting in the library, surrounded by a stack of books. Her head was tilted back against the chair, her eyes were closed, and she was drooling ever so slightly. Draco stared at the girl for a moment. Only Granger could manage to fall asleep in a chair, be drooling, and still look like a freaking goddess.

"Granger," he hissed softly. It didn't matter to him if his future bride was sleeping in the library, but he had a feeling Madame Pince would not feel the same way if she managed to stumble across Hermione. Hermione shifted in chair a little, causing the book in her lap to fall to the floor. Draco caught it before it hit and alerted anyone of their presence.

"Hermione," he whispered. She finally opened her eyes, glance around quickly, and blinked.

"I fell asleep in the library?" she asked, as if she didn't quite believe it. "But, I was just studying, and then... Wait, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you, obviously. You missed dinner again, Granger."

"So?"

"So, it's not befitting of a future Malfoy to miss meals or social occasions," he stated. She rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm not going to be a freaking Malfoy, so get the idea out of your overly sized head and leave me the frig alone!"

"The marriage law passed, Granger. They matched us, remember?"

"And I'll find a way out, there's got to be a loophole, or something, anything!" she exclaimed, motioning to the mound of books surrounding her. Draco stared at them. Sure, he'd noticed the books when he'd found her here, but he never realized what she was researching. He'd thought she was just studying for her exams like everyone else.

"Really? Being married to me would be that abhorrent, Granger?"

"You hate me. You hate my friends. You called me a 'Mudblood'. What do you think, Malfoy? If someone did that to you, treated you like you were lesser than them, think you'd want to run into their arms in a floofy white dress and declare your never ending love?" she snapped. She picked up a few books and headed towards the front of the library. Draco stepped in front of her.

"Let's get a few things straight, Granger. I don't hate you. I'm sorry for what I said, I was being an idiot."

"You hate my friends."

"Ron's mean to you, he insulted you in our first year, made you cry. Potter,... well, that's complicated and I hate him for reasons that have absolutely nothing to do with you, Hermione."

"You still hate him."

"If it would make you feel better, if you would give me a chance, I could try to get along with him, if he's willing?" Draco finally said. He hated the idea of Potter and him being friends, not after the git had refused his friendship from the beginning.

"Really?" she asked. Draco could hear the skepticism in her voice.

"For you, yes. Don't you understand, Hermione. I don't hate you, I'm slightly jealous of your grades, but I don't hate you. I want to try and make this work, I know it's a stupid law, made by an even stupider ministry, but wouldn't it feel great for us to come together to spite them?"

"You think we should fall in love to spite the ministry's stupid law? That is... the most... load of... I've...Fine! Let's fall in love and then destroy the ministry from the inside out?" she grumbled, causing Draco to laugh. He loved the spunkiness of her sarcasm, loved the way she got flustered, but most of all, he loved the way she was staring at him right now, as if maybe she could be open to falling in love with him.

"Sounds perfect, Granger. Now, how about we go grab a late dinner and pretend we're not planning on doing something dangerous and stupid?"

"I could go for some dinner. Fine, let me put these books down, I won't need them, I guess," she said, setting a stack of books about wizarding laws on the table and following Draco out of the library.