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A/N- I'm not really sure what I want this chapter to be so I am just going along with it for now (hope it turns out okay)

Chapter 4-



Hermione was sitting in the Gryffindor common room studying for Transfiguration class. She was deep into her notes about the wand movements when Harry came down the stairs in his Quidditch uniform followed by the other members of the Quidditch team. Hermione had almost forgotten that Harry was Captain now and that Ron became the new chaser. There were some new members that Hermione did not recognize at all.

"Hey Mione" Harry and Ron said.

"Hey," she said not even glancing away from her notes.

"Oh you haven't met the new members have you?" Harry said gesturing to people.

"This is Brendan, he is a third year and our new beater" Harry said pointing to a thin boy who was extremely muscular with light brown hair.

"And this is Michael, he's and exchange student from the United States in sixth year with us, he is the other beater," Harry said gesturing to a tall boy with blond hair hanging loose over his head.

"I sit behind you in Transfiguration class," the boy spoke to Hermione. She knew that he looked familiar. The boy had a sort of innocent twinkle in his eye.

"Oh yes, I remember you," Hermione said smiling at him.

"Well we have to go to the pitch, we have a game in two days," Harry said trying to coral his team to the porthole as if they were sheep.

"She you later Mione" Harry said walking out of the common room.

It was a Saturday so there were no classes. Hermione just sat in the common room doing her work waiting for dinner to come and go so she could work out the decorations for the ball.

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Hermione finished her dinner quickly so she could get to the library as fast as possible. She did not want to work with Malfoy more but she wanted to start it quick so it could be done quick.

Hermione walked into the library and noticed that Malfoy was already there. That's odd? Why would he be here so soon?

"Hi Malfoy" Hermione said sitting in the chair across from Draco. "I guess we should get started."

"Sure"

The two prefects began working on the color scheme of the dance. Suddenly Draco grabbed Hermione's hand making her stop writing. She looked up at him with a question plastered on her face.

"What?" Hermione said looking at his hand grasping hers in disgust.

"Er, I don't want us to hate each other. I mean, since we are prefects, and have to work together." Draco said taking his hand away from Hermione's.

"I never hated you Draco. Ron and Harry do, but I don't. It's true that you can get me really angry and you can be so conceited that it is disgusting, but I never hated you."

Draco looked astonished. He could have sworn she found him absolutely repulsive, but she didn't.

"Really?" Draco asked finally looking up from his lap.

"Really." Hermione said with a sweet smile on her face. Draco loved when she smiled like that.

"Alright, lets get back to decoration plans. Should the napkins be blue or purple?" Hermione said breaking the awkward silence and getting the two of them back to work.

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Hermione was walking back to the Gryffindor common room after working on the decorations for the dance with Draco. He's been acting so strange lately. He's actually almost been, nice. She came up to the portrait of the fat lady and muttered the words "pickled pineapples" as the portrait swung open. She walked into the gold and crimson common room and saw someone sitting on the couch.

"Hey Hermione."

It was Michael, the new beater on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He was sitting on the couch doing some homework.

"Oh hi Michael." Hermione said continuing to walk up to her dormitory.

"Wait, can you help me with this transfiguration homework?"

Hermione thought for a moment. "Sure."

She sat down next to him and asked her his question.

"Oh that is so easy all you have to do is." Hermione said in her know-it- all way and started pointing at things in his notes as she kept rambling on and on. Michael wasn't looking at what she was pointing at; he wasn't even listening to what she was saying he was just listening to her voice. He stared at her the whole time she was talking.

"Do you get it now?" Hermione said looking up at him.

He broke out of his trance. "Oh, yeah. Thanks a lot Hermione."

"No problem" she said as she walked up the stairs to the girl's dormitory and Michael's eyes followed her up.

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"What is with me?" Draco thought to himself. "Why do I care if we get along or not? She's supposed to hate me and I'm supposed to make her hate me. What is with me? What if I like her? No I don't! I can't like her. That's impossible. Isn't it?" He sank into his bed and wondered about her. About how she made him feel



A/N- I know this chapter is really short. I'm sorry : [

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