A/N: Plot twist. I'm working on a sequel to this but I'm debating if it should be a sequel or just another story because I was planning for a character to die in this one but the only problem is the next story won't work unless I have that character...
Chapter Fifteen
Just a friendly chat - or not
Draco took a seat at a table and sat staring at the wall for about a half-hour until a pretty 6th year entered the library. She looked familiar but Draco couldn't place who she was. She had on turquoise robes that more closely resembled a tight muggle dress. Her long curly brown hair had blonde highlights and was up in a ponytail. She had a bit of make-up on her face and wore a necklace around her neck. It had a little gold heart on the thin gold chain. Draco stared at her for a minute trying to figure out who she was. It was on the tip of his tongue but he didn't remember who she was until she sat across from him and he got a good look at her. Her blue eyes were friendly yet slightly suspicious.
"Hermione Granger." He hissed.
"Don't talk to me like that Draco Malfoy. A minute ago you were staring at me like a love-struck puppy." Hermione said stiffly.
"I was not!" Draco exclaimed indignantly.
Hermione's eyebrows raised. "Fine then."
"Why are you here anyway?"
"Why are you here?" Hermione mimicked trying to piss him off.
"Granger it's not a good time to piss me off. I'm not in a very good mood."
'How is it he seems to read my mind? He always does that.' Hermione thought. "I actually came down to ask you some questions."
"What makes you think I'd answer them?"
"Because you aren't the asshole we all think you are."
"What makes you think that mudblood?"
Hermione's face reddened at that. "Malfoy we are 16. I believe we can stop calling each other names now."
"Well then since we are so very old then I suggest you call me Draco not Malfoy." His gray eyes were dancing. He knew it'd bother her to be using first names like they were old friends.
Hermione grimaced.
"Got a problem with my name Hermione?"
"Of course not... Draco." She replied hesitantly.
"Well then let's get on with this questioning before I get bored with you."
"You'll answer me?"
"Maybe." Draco said icily.
"Ok then, um...-"
"Why are you all dressed up?" Draco rudely cut in.
Had Hermione been Ginny her face would have went bright red but instead she just gave him a strange look. She hadn't really expected this ignorant boy to notice nevertheless comment on it. Sure he noticed pretty purebloods like Parvati and Padma Patil - but Granger the mudblood? That wasn't acceptable - or was it? He had noticed Ginny after all. Ginny really didn't seem to be his type at all. 'Draco's type?' Hermione almost laughed. 'Does he even have a type? I've heard he's slept with every girl in their 4th to 7th year.'
Draco impatiently drummed his fingers on the table waiting for her to answer. Sensing that wasn't going to work he cleared his throat obviously trying to get her attention without asking the question again. He hated repeating himself.
"Oh...um... no reason." She said quickly.
"There's a reason."
"No there's not! I'm just going up to Hogsmeade after I finish with you." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
His expression changed to one of interest. "Got a date?"
"Well... no."
His next question astounded her. "Would you like to be mine? I need to pick up a few things from there."
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A/N: Told ya there was a plot twist. Will Hermione accept? What about Ginny? Does Draco really love her or is he just playing with her? Is Hermione willing to risk her friendships with Harry, Ron, and Ginny to go to Hogsmeade with Draco? Next chapter will be up soon. Anyone hoping for the secret in Chapter Ten to be told keep hoping because if I keep that in here it'll cause major problems in the sequel. Maybe I'll just rewrite that chapter.
Chapter Fifteen
Just a friendly chat - or not
Draco took a seat at a table and sat staring at the wall for about a half-hour until a pretty 6th year entered the library. She looked familiar but Draco couldn't place who she was. She had on turquoise robes that more closely resembled a tight muggle dress. Her long curly brown hair had blonde highlights and was up in a ponytail. She had a bit of make-up on her face and wore a necklace around her neck. It had a little gold heart on the thin gold chain. Draco stared at her for a minute trying to figure out who she was. It was on the tip of his tongue but he didn't remember who she was until she sat across from him and he got a good look at her. Her blue eyes were friendly yet slightly suspicious.
"Hermione Granger." He hissed.
"Don't talk to me like that Draco Malfoy. A minute ago you were staring at me like a love-struck puppy." Hermione said stiffly.
"I was not!" Draco exclaimed indignantly.
Hermione's eyebrows raised. "Fine then."
"Why are you here anyway?"
"Why are you here?" Hermione mimicked trying to piss him off.
"Granger it's not a good time to piss me off. I'm not in a very good mood."
'How is it he seems to read my mind? He always does that.' Hermione thought. "I actually came down to ask you some questions."
"What makes you think I'd answer them?"
"Because you aren't the asshole we all think you are."
"What makes you think that mudblood?"
Hermione's face reddened at that. "Malfoy we are 16. I believe we can stop calling each other names now."
"Well then since we are so very old then I suggest you call me Draco not Malfoy." His gray eyes were dancing. He knew it'd bother her to be using first names like they were old friends.
Hermione grimaced.
"Got a problem with my name Hermione?"
"Of course not... Draco." She replied hesitantly.
"Well then let's get on with this questioning before I get bored with you."
"You'll answer me?"
"Maybe." Draco said icily.
"Ok then, um...-"
"Why are you all dressed up?" Draco rudely cut in.
Had Hermione been Ginny her face would have went bright red but instead she just gave him a strange look. She hadn't really expected this ignorant boy to notice nevertheless comment on it. Sure he noticed pretty purebloods like Parvati and Padma Patil - but Granger the mudblood? That wasn't acceptable - or was it? He had noticed Ginny after all. Ginny really didn't seem to be his type at all. 'Draco's type?' Hermione almost laughed. 'Does he even have a type? I've heard he's slept with every girl in their 4th to 7th year.'
Draco impatiently drummed his fingers on the table waiting for her to answer. Sensing that wasn't going to work he cleared his throat obviously trying to get her attention without asking the question again. He hated repeating himself.
"Oh...um... no reason." She said quickly.
"There's a reason."
"No there's not! I'm just going up to Hogsmeade after I finish with you." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
His expression changed to one of interest. "Got a date?"
"Well... no."
His next question astounded her. "Would you like to be mine? I need to pick up a few things from there."
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A/N: Told ya there was a plot twist. Will Hermione accept? What about Ginny? Does Draco really love her or is he just playing with her? Is Hermione willing to risk her friendships with Harry, Ron, and Ginny to go to Hogsmeade with Draco? Next chapter will be up soon. Anyone hoping for the secret in Chapter Ten to be told keep hoping because if I keep that in here it'll cause major problems in the sequel. Maybe I'll just rewrite that chapter.
