A/N. I own nothing but the plot. Call me when Draco goes up for grabs! LOL.

Ch. 2: Heartfelt Confusion

The drivers voice echoed around the train, "Sorry everyone, there was a sudden apearance of some stupid Popaghoul. Ask your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher what those are. Thank you."

Draco and Hermione still stared at each other. Not blinking at all. Finally Hermione stood up stright, blushing furiously. "I should go back. Ron and Harry'll be wondering where I am now. Congrats on getting Head Boy. Thanks for trusting me Draco." She smiled and exited Draco's compartment.

"Thanks" and "You're welcome" were all he could get out. Although it was quiet.

Hermione sat in hers, Harry's and Ron's compartment, still recovering from the shock of being so close to Draco Malfoy's face. All she could think about were his eyes. Those stunning grey-blue pools of liquid silver. She was awoken from her trance by Ron, "Umm. Hermione. You're awfully quiet. What did you do outside?"

She snapped out of it. "What? Oh. Just met a few people. Talked. Just walked around basically. Guess who's Head Boy!"

"Who?" the two boys—er—men asked in unison.

"Draco." She said simply. Her eyes were staring at the ground.

"That filthy scumball Head Boy?! Neville would make a better Head Boy than that great stupid git. At least Neville is a Gryffindor!" argued Harry.

"Hey! Draco's not that bad!" Hust because he's in Slytherin doesn't mean he's evil." Snapped Hermine.

"Yes it does! Malfoy's bad to the bone Hermione! And since when are you calling him Draco?" Ron put a lot of emphasis on Draco in a sarcastic voice. "Taken a liking to him now have you?" here he put on a whimpering girly voice, "Ooo! His hair is wonderful! And his eyes are gorgeus!"

Ron and Harry burst out laughing and were clutching their sides in laughs. Hermione looked furious, "I HAVE NOT TAKEN A LIKING TO HIM RON! I JUST THOUGHT SINCE WE'RE WORKING TOGETER WE SHOULD BE ON FIRST NAME TERMS!!" she yelled shrilly.

"Calm down Hermione! I was just joking!" said Ron, still trying to hold in his howls of laughter.

Still furious at the two of them, she took out her Arithmancy book and stared blankly at the pages, thinking What if I am taking a liking to Draco? She quickly stamped out the idea. Draco was plain mean all the way through. She fell asleep into dreamless bliss.

~*~

On the other end of the train, Draco Malfoy was looking out the window staring blankly at the scenery flying by. He had relaxed and was thinking about the moment he had with Hermione. Their faces so close together. Her deep, round, hazel, eyes, like melted chocolate. How his hands had held her waist, not wanting to let fo, and how her long hair had grazed the sides of his face. He snapped out of the trance and scowled at his own imagination. She was a mudblood. A mudblood who had in fact made his heart start pumping faster. Soon he drifted into a dreamless sleep.

A/N: That one was ok, just more thought than dialogue.

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