Okay so as I split the day in half, I worked hard to get this chapter finished as soon as I could for you!

Hermione this time!

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Hermione spent the whole of her lesson writing notes in her little map book to Draco. She was going to meet him after this class to work on their assignments and it was refreshing having someone who wanted to study with her.

Draco was responding sporadically, avoiding notice from Flitwick probably. He had drawn a funny little caricature of the charms professor that was waving its wand around and making little things float. He was rather good at drawing. It was almost endearing.

Switching from her notebook to her class notes, Hermione quickly checked over her points from the lesson. She had written them all down as soon as Binns began speaking, as her memory was almost perfect. Neville however, who had sat next to her, was having a hard time focusing on their ghostly teacher; he was staring unfocusedly at the front wall.

A quick glance around the room confirmed the similar state of the rest of her class. Ron had dropped his head to the desk and was lightly snoring. Harry was making a really good effort to take notes, but his head kept drooping and he jolted every few minutes. Hermione rolled her eyes, come exam time her notes would be worth their weight in gold.

'Binns has successfully knocked out my entire class'. She wrote, covering her words with little zeds. She charmed them to float about the sentence, growing and shrinking in size. She was rather proud of it, until Draco sent back a drawing of Binns floating around the page. A few cartoon children dropping into a pile as he passed.

"Show off" She muttered to herself, before writing that onto the page under his drawing.

"Sorry What?" Neville said from next to her, shaking his head and blinking owlishly.

"Nothing Neville, just reading out loud. Helps the information sink in, you know?" She smiled at him sweetly.

"You… Um you… Did you take notes, from the lesson? Only cause…" He started turning red, his shoulders hunching up in embarrassment.

Hermione decided to take pity on him. "It is rather hard to concentrate in here isn't it? If you like Neville you can copy my notes after dinner? I am rather good at focusing. And don't worry, you're not the only one." She inclined her head forward to indicate the rest of the class, who had not moved and inch.

Neville seemed to brighten up at this, sitting straighter in his chair. "Yeah," he said, "At least I'm not snoring." His eyes were on Ron, as the boy was now drooling onto his desk.

"True." She laughed. "At least you're awake… And not drooling!"

This caused Neville to laugh loudly, drawing the attention of the class. Binns however, didn't even notice and continued to drone on unaware he had lost the attention of the group. Hermione and Neville ducked their heads still sniggering.

The rest of the class began talking around them, seeing as Binns didn't notice the laughter from earlier. By the end of the lesson everyone was much more awake and chatting happily. Hermione had packed away her stuff, and was lazily leaning back in her chair as Neville was speaking to Harry across her. She smiled at them all fondly.

The Bell echoed through the room, causing a stampede as the students rushed to pack their bags and escape from the room. Hermione followed them calmly as they all headed up towards the Gryffindor tower. She however stopped at the base of the stairs and called out to Neville.

"I'll catch you at dinner Neville, I'm going to look for the library."

Neville made a little motion with his hands, asking if she wanted him to go. She waved him off and laughed at the look of relief on his face. He joined Seamus and Harry, joining their conversation about their home lives. Hermione watched as they all vanished up the next flight of stairs, sighing gently.

She then suddenly spun and dashed back across the first floor corridor, slipping into the Library quietly. She breathed in the smell of the room deeply, letting out a happy groan. God she had missed this library, nowhere else even came close. She could feel the excitement bubbling up and she did a little happy skip as she went to find a secluded table.

There was one in the far corner, near the goblin wars section to be precise, that she usually used as it was hardly ever disturbed. True to memory, this segment of the library was completely absent of any students. She dropped her bag onto the desk inelegantly, plopping into her seat in the same manner.

Drawing out her wand Hermione summoned her notes from her bag, as well as her relevant schoolbooks. She stacked the books neatly on the edge of her workspace before turning to her notes. She had transfigured some parchment into binders earlier that morning, it would be the best way to organise her notes. If not for her own use, then at least others could use them easily enough. She reached her arm into her bag, pushing aside stacks of books floating around in there. A small frown appeared on her face, as she couldn't feel the binders. Opening the lip of her bag wider Hermione reached her entire arm into the small satchel, feeling across the edges before gripping the edge of a binder and dragging it from the depths of her bag.

She hummed happily to herself and wiggled in satisfaction, carefully placing her notes from the day in the correct segments. She had created sections for each of her lessons, with a table of contents that would automatically update when she added new notes.

"What, in the name of Merlin, did you do to you bag Granger?"

Jumping out of her skin, she spun in place to find Draco standing there staring wide eyed at her bag. His eyes then slid across to her, both eyebrows raised. She squirmed under his gaze, before sticking her nose up and giving him a nonchalant shrug. "Undetectable extension charm" she said airily.

"Wow!" He exclaimed, reaching for it in a blur of movement. He had pulled it open and was now poking his lit wand into its depths. "Holy shit Hermione, I mean… Merlin, How big is it in here? I can do an extension charm, but this is ridiculous!" He began to almost climb into the bag, the whole of his upper body disappearing into it.

"Alright, alright. You've made your point! Get out my bag!" She began pulling him from said bag, as he started yodelling into the extended satchel.

"It has a bloody Echo!" He cried, waiving his arms as she finally pulled him free. His hair was dishevelled and his face slightly pink.

"Yes, yes your point being?" She began smoothing down his hair, tucking it back behind his ears as he continued to wave his arms.

"You… Honestly witch, you are so bloody impressive… I can't even! Why on earth are you… I can see why you're minister, I really can." He continued to babble, gesturing wildly at her, she made little humming noises of encouragement as she steered him into a chair.

"And don't get me started on that Salazar blessed book of absolutely mind-boggling magic! I can't even figure out how you did it! It's utterly beyond me!"

She gently pushed him down into the chair from behind, resting her hands on his shoulders. Gripping tightly with both her hands and leaning over, Hermione placed her lips against his cheek in a chaste kiss. "Thank you," she whispered into his ear, "That's quite a compliment Mr Malfoy."

Patting his head smartly she swept around the table and retook her seat. Draco was pouting at her from beneath his lashes, a pink stain spreading across his cheeks. He coughed smartly, adjusting the front of his school robes. "Yeah, well… It's a cool piece of magic. You're welcome."

He placed his own bag onto the table with a thud, and began pulling out his own school equipment. After he had emptied his bag, he placed it in front of Hermione reverently and gazed at her with hopefully wide eyes.

"I was going to do it myself, but to be honest, your spell is better…" he placed his hands together in prayer and raised them over his head whilst bowing in his chair. "Please oh pretty please Minister will you make my bag bigger on the inside?" He shot her a cheeky smirk from between his arms.

Hermione couldn't help but chuckle at that, she raised her eyes to the ceiling, before grabbing the bag with a huff. "Well, seeing as you begged so nicely."

"Oh, thank you great and powerful Minister! Your kindness knows no bounds! May your hearth be ever burning and your cup overflowing."

"Git" she muttered at him, as he sat there grinning at her. She quickly passed her binder to him, "Here, my notes from today. You can get a head start on our homework; feel free to add your own notes. It's divided into sections."

She began casting a series of spells on the black bag, including but not limited to; and undetectable extension charm, a featherlight charm (that would account for the extra space), a muggle repelling charm and a clever little charm that turned the inside into a normal bag if someone else looked into it. She had added that one onto her own bag, but I guess seeing her with her whole arm in the bag sort of nulled it, good to know.

Draco was leaning on the table, propping his face up with on hand. He was most definitely not getting a start on their homework, and was in fact just watching her with an enraptured look on his face. She rolled her eyes at him, flinging his bag at his face, which he caught of course.

"Thanks Hermione," he said lowering the bag slowly, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"Welcome, now lets get this done."

They spent the next hour doing the homework that had been set that day, along with a few extra assignments, at Hermione's insistence of course. It didn't take long for them to complete all the work; Hermione even made Draco his own Binder. His was in black leather with a silver trim and his name embossed on the front in glinting silver script; at his own insistence. She had taken a copy of his notes and filed them away, as well as giving him a copy of her own.

They spent the last hour before dinner making a list of the horcruxes, in Hermione's map book, and their locations. "You have a notes section in yours too, and it will replicate mine when I touch the symbol in the top corner." A quick tap on the rune in the corner of her page sent the notes to Draco's own book so he had a copy.

He was looking at her strangely, head tilting to the side. His hair had come out from behind his ears again and was flopping over his face. She raised her eyebrows at him in question and he shook himself slightly.

"Nothing, sorry." He said moving to pack away his belongings. He paused once he had packed away all his books and his new binder, turning back to her. "You are amazing… I always knew you were smart Granger, but this is something else." He seemed to deflate slightly, letting out a breath as he held eye contact. "If I'm stuck back in time, I am damn grateful it was with you."

"You're not to bad yourself Malfoy." She smirked back at him. It was nice, she reasoned, to be appreciated. "See you at Midnight?"

"See you at Midnight," He said softly smiling at her, "Keep an eye out for Filch though, he was pacing in front of my common room last night. I think Mrs Norris can see through the Disillusionment charm."

"Understood, I'll keep an eye out" she tapped her map book, winking at him.

He laughed delightedly, winking back before heading out of the library with her. They separated at the stairs, as she dashed up a short cut to the Gryffindor common room. Five minutes later, after dumping her bag on her bed, Hermione was walking down to dinner with the rest of Gryffindor. Her little map book suddenly weighed down her pocket as she walked, and she absently patted it fondly.

The Great Hall was filled with cacophony of sound, the Gryffindors adding to this mass of sound as they poured into the room. After a very noisy and filling dinner, Hermione headed back up to the tower to help Neville with his notes. It didn't take the rest of the first years long to cotton on to what they were doing, and Hermione ended up passing round her, and Draco's notes. She ended up outlining the lesson to them all, explaining certain bits to help the information stick.

"Hermione?" Came Harry's voice from behind her. "Why do you have extra notes on classes we didn't have?" He was looking at one of Draco's notes on his charms class.

"Oh! Those are Draco's notes! He made me a copy to add to my binder" Damn it, she should have realised that would look odd.

"Oh, okay… When did you do that?" He looked a bit confused; the boy obviously hadn't noticed that she didn't return to the Tower with them all. Honestly, he was about as observant as a doorknob.

"Well I went to find the Library after History of Magic, as I told Neville," she inclined her head in Neville's direction who nodded in confirmation. "And I bumped into Draco there. We swapped notes, I think it will be very beneficial to have extra you know? Just in case I miss something."

Harry nodded slowly, edging away from her slightly. His eyes had widened, and he was slowly placing the folder back onto the table she was sitting at. "Wow, that sounds… fun?"

She cocked her head to the side eyeing him carefully, what on earth had gotten into the boy?

"Don't worry Harry! She won't make you do it too!" Neville laughed from across her table, drawing a chuckle from Hermione herself.

"Oh my God, Harry No! I wouldn't make you do that!" So that was it!

Harry relaxed and smiled at her timidly, "Sorry Hermione, I just don't think I'm up for that."

After reassuring him that she wouldn't force him into copying extra notes for her and studying during breaks, he went to sit back down next to Ron taking her folder with him. Ron nodded to her and mouthed thank you, to which she responded by blowing him a kiss and sending a wink. He frowned back at her and poked his tongue out. She laughed heartily and settled down in her chair to enjoy her evening.

A few hours later and Hermione was once again tucked up in bed, setting her eleven thirty alarm. This time she fell asleep straight away, sleeping straight through until her alarm chimed her awake.

Rolling out of bed, she pulled on her dressing gown and slippers then headed silently out of her dorm room. She slid, silent and invisible out of the common room and headed down the corridor, map book in hand. She stepped quickly through her secret passage and entered the seventh floor corridor just as a door appeared in the wall.

The shimmer that was Draco entered the room of requirement, and she followed in behind him.

"Evening Draco"

"Hey Hermione, any trouble?" He asked appearing in front of her.

"Nope, all clear" she waved her book at him, and he copied her smiling happily.

"Me too" He then plopped down into a large squashy sofa that was by a fireplace. A large red squashy sofa, in fact, the whole room looked remarkably like the Gryffindor common room.

"Nice choice in decoration, bit cosy for you isn't it? Don't Slytherins usually sit on the bones of their enemies or something?" She sunk down into the sofa next to him sighing.

"Oh sure, usually" he sent her a smirk. "But didn't think you'd appreciate it." He leaned into her on the sofa, dropping his head onto her shoulder.

"Thanks for thinking of me. You tired?" She carefully pulled her hair out the way so he didn't breathe it in.

"Yeah" he said through a yawn, eyes watering. "Once Blaise and Theo spotted my new class work organiser, they insisted they had their own. So they made me sit up with them copying out my notes, and yours. If you don't mind making them a pair of folders I'd appreciate it. Said I knew a witch that could hook me up." He jostled her should at those last words and she laughed.

"Sure, I'll make some for you, any colour preference? Or should I assume all Slytherins want them as black as their souls?"

"Ha," yawn "Ha. You're jealous cause I've got taste. Matching would be good, just so it'd be easy to see they came from the same place."

"Okay Draco."

They sat there in comfortable silence as the minutes counted down. As Midnight hit, they linked their arms together as the sparks travelled across their bodies. One tingly minute later, and they were both ready to head back to their respective dorms.

"I've noticed an issue for tomorrow night." Draco stated as they approached the door.

"Astronomy?"

"Astronomy."

"I say we head to class as usual, there is a small alcove behind a tapestry of a unicorn on the staircase of the tower. We simply fall behind everyone else, slip into the alcove for a minute, then head on to class as if nothing happened." She nodded confidently at him, and he looked at her sceptically.

"If we do that every Wednesday, someone will notice. Plus we are going to be consistently late for a class."

"Think of it as a temporary measure, we can work on an illusion or something so that we can be in other peoples company at Midnight. For now though it's the best idea I have."

"Alright Hermione, I'll look into it. I'm sure there will be something in my family library if we haven't sorted it by Christmas."

Shooting him a smile, Hermione Disillusioned herself. Ruffling his hair, she placed an invisible kiss on his cheek. Checking her book, she opened the door and began her walk back to Gryffindor common room.

Her handy map showed Mrs Norris slinking about in her secret shortcut, so Hermione took the long route back to the Fat Lady.

Ten minutes later and she was back in bed, resetting her morning alarm. The future of the wizarding world was on their shoulders, but Hermione had never felt as unrestricted in years. She drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face and lightness in her heart.