A/N: Wow! My story has only been up for like 3 minutes, and I already have reviews! I'm so excited! I feel so... honored. Honored enough to write the next chapter tonight even! This chapter will be deticated to you... You know who you are! If anyone would like me to email them when I update, please just let me know.

PS: I'm trying to make the chapters longer, but it may take awhile. I'll try to update as often as possible, but there are some days where my dad hogs the computer and I can't get online. Also, I'm sick, so I may not feel like writing too much.

Chapter 3

"Hello there!" Hermione's mom exclaimed cheerily. "You must be our exchange student! I'm Beth Granger, and this is my husband, Tom. You already know our daughter, Hermione, from school, I'm sure. Come on in, dear. Hermione and her friend Charisma here will help you with your luggage. I'm sorry, what's your name?"

Draco extended his right hand. "I'm Draco Malfoy."

Mr. Granger took his hand and gave it a firm shake. "Welcome. Our home will be your home for the rest of the summer. I'll have my darling daughter show you around."

Malfoy smirked. "Thank you." Mr. and Mrs. Granger smiled and left, once again, for the kitchen.

Hermione came in with two heavy suit cases and Charisma followed with a third.

"Geez, what do you have in here? Bricks?" Hermione asked, irritated.

"No, but I would have packed more had I known that you would have to carry it around for me," Malfoy drawled. He looked her up and down. "Summer holidays are doing you good, Granger."

Charisma giggled.

"Ugh, whatever," Hermione said exasperated. "Follow me and I'll show you to your room."

"I'll follow you, but only because I like the view."

"So... Draco, wasn't it?" Charisma asked, attempting to start up a conversation. "What part of England are you from?"

"The Malfoy Mannor is in a small town just outside of Bath, but we have a second home near London, and we have a condo in France, Germany, and Florida."

"Wow! You must be rich!"

"My family is quite wealthy, yes."

"Here we are!" Hermione interupted, coming to a hault. "This is the guest room, where you will be staying." She opened the door and threw in the suitcases. "Bathroom is across the hall, kitchen is downstairs to the right."

"Where's your room?"

Hermione gave an exasperated sigh. "Nowhere. Risma, come talk to me for a minute, will you?"

"Sure..." Charisma said as Hermione pulled her down the staircase, around the corner, and into the first available room, which turned out to be a closet.

"Mione, what's up?"

"I can't do this!" Hermione said in a loud whisper. "Out of all the people at school, why oh why did I get stuck with Draco Malfoy?"

"What's wrong with Draco? I think he's cute..."

"He is NOT cute! He's rude, and arrogant, and... evil! He's been my mortal enemy for the past six years. Did you see the way he treated me up there?"

"It seemed to me like he was just flirting."

Hermione could not believe what she was hearing. "Flirting? With someone so below him on the social scale? I don't think so. He's just trying to make my life a living hell. But you know what? It won't work! I'll show that Draco Malfoy who's boss around here. He's not getting the best of me!"

"You go girlfriend!" Charisma teased.

Hermione rolled her eyes and grabbed Charisma's hand, pulling her out into the livingroom. She nearly ran into Malfoy, who was just coming down the stairs.

"What are you doing?"

"Exploring my new home..." Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "What's in there?"

"Nothing."

"Then you won't mind if I take a look." Malfoy gently pushed Hermione and Charisma aside and opened the door to reveal the closet. "... Do you realize that you were in a closet?"

"Yes Malfoy, I do."

"Well, Mione," Charisma said quickly. "I have to go. So yeah, call me later and let me know how everything's going, okay?"

"Wait. You're leaving me?"

"Not leaving you exactly. I'm just going away and not coming back for a day or so."

"Pleasure meating you," Malfoy said silkily as Charisma headed out the door.

The two stood in silence for a few moments.

"So, Granger-"

"Don't call me Granger. You're under my roof and you will not call me by my last name while you are living here."

"What would you prefer I call you? Luv?"

"No," Hermione said, irritated.

"Luv it is then. What would you like to do now, luv?"

By way of an answer Hermione turned on her heal, walked upstairs, and shut herself in her bedroom with a slam.

Draco just smirked. 'That was amusing,' he thought as he calmly walked up to his own room.



Sorry that took so long! But hey, what do you expect! 3 chapters in one day is great! I'm heading to bed now though, so I probably won't update again until tomorrow or the next day. Anyone got any filler ideas? You know, to make my story a little longer so things don't happen too quickly? Please let me know. Goodnight everyone!