Chapter III
Sweet to Sour
Hermione couldn't help but feel guilty of what she said to Malfoy earlier that night. She decided to accept Draco's deal just for the sake of two things. One is to have the chance to apologize to Malfoy and two, to still get additional points. 'Why should I apologize to Malfoy anyway? He never apologized to me when he called me names and for doing something horrible' She couldn't exactly sleep as Draco's words were still echoing in her ear, 'I will never ever going to be my like father!' Hermione woke up at early dawn and decided to walk down to the lake trying to forget Draco's words. 'Why is this so important to you? Get that damn thing off you head, Hermione and focus on the play or...Transfiguration...or Potions, anything!' she ordered herself. When she finally reached the vast lake she saw a glimpse of silver hair. 'Draco' she thought. She doesn't want to disturb him from whatever he was doing but decide to talk to him...or worse apologize. "Malfoy?" She had meant it as a call but it came out as a question. "Hermione?" He asked as he saw her walking towards him. "How did you find me?" She was taken by surprised as he said her first name. "Hermione? Malfoy, since when did you start calling me that?" "Since now, How did you find me?" he repeated. "I wasn't looking for you!" He smirked as he took of his robe and shirt off revealing his well-built muscular body then dived into the lake. "Then what are you doing here anyway?" as his head emerged from the water, his eyes showing no signs of anger but signs of cheerfulness. "I was just trying to get some fresh air, That's all" Hermione played with the little blossoming daisy beside her. "Listen Malfoy, I'm so---" she trailed off. Draco looked at her taken aback by Hermione's words. "Don't tell me you're apologizing to me, Gra---I mean Hermione" Hermione nodded uncertain. "I can't believe this neither, Malfoy!" Draco laughed and later on followed by Hermione's too. "That's hardly possible, Hermione" "We'll, I figured that you were about to cry that night when I called you evil" Hermione joked. "That did hurt me, Mione but never would a Malfoy cry in front of people" Draco's voice changed to a serious tone. He got out of the lake and putted his shirt on as he sat, inches away from Hermione. "I'm sorry Malfoy." She finally let the words come out of her mouth "I'll make it up to you." "How?" "I'll help you with your lines" "You'd rather not Granger. I don't like to be seen with a mud------muggle- born" "You're still Malfoy even though someone's being nice to you." Hermione snarled. "How come you are so mean to me, Ron, Harry and the other Gryffindors? If you don't like to be like you're father then don't act like him" Hermione tried to keep a sincere voice without hurting his feelings. She realized that Malfoys are insecure and sensitive. Draco shrugged at the thought of numerous whips from his father, Lucius Malfoy, if he respected mudblood, Weasley and most of all, The Dark Lord's enemy, Harry Potter. Draco kept silent for a few minutes then Hermione broke it "Genesis, why does it has to be this way" "It has to be this way, Mary. We have to be apart." Draco heard himself whisper. He imagined the place where the scene took place, A magnificent garden at the center of a dark forest. Wild roses were blossoming everywhere and it is where Genesis and Mary usually hide from August, Genesis' father. He imagined him and the Princess sitting beside her. "Hermione, do you like to practice our lines here, everyday same hour?" "Sure Malfoy." She stood up then smiled at him. "I'll be happy to". She stared dreamily at the sunset then sighed. 'You offered her to practice with you! Malfoy you are now losing it.' Draco thought shaking his head. He felt the cold gust of wind and he saw tiny snows falling from the sky. He captured one and then stared at it for a moment. 'What have you done to me Granger? What kind of spell have you putted me into? I am not worthy of falling in love with you.'
That afternoon, Draco tried his best to be mean and insulting to Hermione Granger. He is back to become the old Malfoy but perhaps meaner. "Hello, mudblood. It's nice meeting you today. I see you've changed your mind." He greeted her with his usual sarcastic remark and filthy smirk. "How could anyone be so sweet and sensitive earlier eventually changed into a horrible looking monster in just one snap of a finger" she retorted snapping her fingers. She rolled her eyes then proceeds memorizing her lines in McGonagall's table. "What are you talking about Granger?" he said loudly for everyone to hear his argument with Granger. Pansy was giggling at the sewing room where the Hufflepuff house table was placed earlier before the play. Draco knew that he had hit a nerve just by looking at her. Looking deeply into her eyes filled with rage. 'She's angry with me! Everything is back to Normal Malfoy. Hating Granger is normal right?' "Oh! Don't play dumb with me Malfoy" She banged her hands on the table then stood up angrily. "Why so hot-blooded mudblood?" Draco tried his best to resist the urge to hold her tightly and apologize to Hermione as he putted his best evil grin. 'Malfoys don't apologize Draco!' his conscience tells him that sounds more like his father. "Sod off, Malfoy" She shouted. She can't take it any longer, How can Malfoy be so rude and not to mention insensitive. 'You're really good at acting Malfoy and you fooled me just this morning'. She didn't run to Harry or Ron, she was capable of handling this yourself. "You know you don't want me to " Malfoy retorted at his usual snarl. That was the last straw, He had hurt Hermione by lying and retorted like this. "Expelliarmus!" She yelled and then Draco moaned in pain as the spell's enormous force flew him to the wall. "Don't let me do that again Malfoy!" Draco stared at her as she walked away nonchalantly. 'You're going to regret that, Granger. Or maybe I should regret what I said to her. Maybe you're already are Malfoy. You're beginning to be weak Malfoy'
Hermione couldn't help but feel guilty of what she said to Malfoy earlier that night. She decided to accept Draco's deal just for the sake of two things. One is to have the chance to apologize to Malfoy and two, to still get additional points. 'Why should I apologize to Malfoy anyway? He never apologized to me when he called me names and for doing something horrible' She couldn't exactly sleep as Draco's words were still echoing in her ear, 'I will never ever going to be my like father!' Hermione woke up at early dawn and decided to walk down to the lake trying to forget Draco's words. 'Why is this so important to you? Get that damn thing off you head, Hermione and focus on the play or...Transfiguration...or Potions, anything!' she ordered herself. When she finally reached the vast lake she saw a glimpse of silver hair. 'Draco' she thought. She doesn't want to disturb him from whatever he was doing but decide to talk to him...or worse apologize. "Malfoy?" She had meant it as a call but it came out as a question. "Hermione?" He asked as he saw her walking towards him. "How did you find me?" She was taken by surprised as he said her first name. "Hermione? Malfoy, since when did you start calling me that?" "Since now, How did you find me?" he repeated. "I wasn't looking for you!" He smirked as he took of his robe and shirt off revealing his well-built muscular body then dived into the lake. "Then what are you doing here anyway?" as his head emerged from the water, his eyes showing no signs of anger but signs of cheerfulness. "I was just trying to get some fresh air, That's all" Hermione played with the little blossoming daisy beside her. "Listen Malfoy, I'm so---" she trailed off. Draco looked at her taken aback by Hermione's words. "Don't tell me you're apologizing to me, Gra---I mean Hermione" Hermione nodded uncertain. "I can't believe this neither, Malfoy!" Draco laughed and later on followed by Hermione's too. "That's hardly possible, Hermione" "We'll, I figured that you were about to cry that night when I called you evil" Hermione joked. "That did hurt me, Mione but never would a Malfoy cry in front of people" Draco's voice changed to a serious tone. He got out of the lake and putted his shirt on as he sat, inches away from Hermione. "I'm sorry Malfoy." She finally let the words come out of her mouth "I'll make it up to you." "How?" "I'll help you with your lines" "You'd rather not Granger. I don't like to be seen with a mud------muggle- born" "You're still Malfoy even though someone's being nice to you." Hermione snarled. "How come you are so mean to me, Ron, Harry and the other Gryffindors? If you don't like to be like you're father then don't act like him" Hermione tried to keep a sincere voice without hurting his feelings. She realized that Malfoys are insecure and sensitive. Draco shrugged at the thought of numerous whips from his father, Lucius Malfoy, if he respected mudblood, Weasley and most of all, The Dark Lord's enemy, Harry Potter. Draco kept silent for a few minutes then Hermione broke it "Genesis, why does it has to be this way" "It has to be this way, Mary. We have to be apart." Draco heard himself whisper. He imagined the place where the scene took place, A magnificent garden at the center of a dark forest. Wild roses were blossoming everywhere and it is where Genesis and Mary usually hide from August, Genesis' father. He imagined him and the Princess sitting beside her. "Hermione, do you like to practice our lines here, everyday same hour?" "Sure Malfoy." She stood up then smiled at him. "I'll be happy to". She stared dreamily at the sunset then sighed. 'You offered her to practice with you! Malfoy you are now losing it.' Draco thought shaking his head. He felt the cold gust of wind and he saw tiny snows falling from the sky. He captured one and then stared at it for a moment. 'What have you done to me Granger? What kind of spell have you putted me into? I am not worthy of falling in love with you.'
That afternoon, Draco tried his best to be mean and insulting to Hermione Granger. He is back to become the old Malfoy but perhaps meaner. "Hello, mudblood. It's nice meeting you today. I see you've changed your mind." He greeted her with his usual sarcastic remark and filthy smirk. "How could anyone be so sweet and sensitive earlier eventually changed into a horrible looking monster in just one snap of a finger" she retorted snapping her fingers. She rolled her eyes then proceeds memorizing her lines in McGonagall's table. "What are you talking about Granger?" he said loudly for everyone to hear his argument with Granger. Pansy was giggling at the sewing room where the Hufflepuff house table was placed earlier before the play. Draco knew that he had hit a nerve just by looking at her. Looking deeply into her eyes filled with rage. 'She's angry with me! Everything is back to Normal Malfoy. Hating Granger is normal right?' "Oh! Don't play dumb with me Malfoy" She banged her hands on the table then stood up angrily. "Why so hot-blooded mudblood?" Draco tried his best to resist the urge to hold her tightly and apologize to Hermione as he putted his best evil grin. 'Malfoys don't apologize Draco!' his conscience tells him that sounds more like his father. "Sod off, Malfoy" She shouted. She can't take it any longer, How can Malfoy be so rude and not to mention insensitive. 'You're really good at acting Malfoy and you fooled me just this morning'. She didn't run to Harry or Ron, she was capable of handling this yourself. "You know you don't want me to " Malfoy retorted at his usual snarl. That was the last straw, He had hurt Hermione by lying and retorted like this. "Expelliarmus!" She yelled and then Draco moaned in pain as the spell's enormous force flew him to the wall. "Don't let me do that again Malfoy!" Draco stared at her as she walked away nonchalantly. 'You're going to regret that, Granger. Or maybe I should regret what I said to her. Maybe you're already are Malfoy. You're beginning to be weak Malfoy'