Chapter 5
Breakfast, A Little Trust and the First Confrontation
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters only the storyline and any of the story that I borrowed I will give them credit in that chapter at the end or the disclaimers in the following chapters. Enjoy and be as honest as possible in reviews without being downright mean.
AN: I know that I made a mess up in the last Chapter by saying that the Prefect meeting would be after classes that day. I would go fix it but I'm too lazy to go do that right now. Lets just say the meetings at 4 ok? On with the story.
~*~*~*~Draco's POV~*~*~*~
Draco stood there absolutely stunned. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. Not only witnessed but had been a part of. He had let her boss him around and now she probably thought that she could always get away with it now!
And even worse, he had agreed to be nice. well not nice but at least civil to her in public. 'Well, at least were allowed to fight in here'. He walked towards the portrait hole and started walking to the Great Hall.
When he got there he sat at the Slytherin table beside Crabbe and Goyle who were to busy stuffing their faces to even notice that he was there. He grabbed a blueberry muffin off of one of the plates and let his eyes wander around the hall.
He first looked up at the Head Table and saw Professor's Flitwick and Sprout and caught up in a conversation, McGonagall and Snape appeared to be having a fight of some kind and Dumbledore looked all around the hall, his eyes twinkling, it almost looked like he had something up his sleeve. He also saw Remus Lupin sitting at the table again. 'Must be the new DADA teacher' he thought.
Draco looked at all the house tables and when he reached Gryffindors his gaze landed on the 'Golden Trio'. He saw them laughing, but couldn't notice that the smile and laughter never reached Grangers eyes like it used to. Her eyes were still cold, which was odd seeing as it hadn't been there when he got her from the compartment earlier and he thought that she trusted to other 2 enough to let her guard down around them. 'Guess I was wrong' he thought.
Just then he saw her look around her and her eyes met his. That gaze did something to him, but he couldn't place what. It was like an electric shock went through him when she looked into his eyes.
He was, for the 2nd time that day, the one to break the gaze. He grabbed another muffin and left the Great Hall with one thing on his mind. 'If we're working together this year, I'm going to insist a first name basis'.
~*~*~*~Hermione's POV~*~*~*~
Hermione sat down at the table across from Harry and Ron.
"Hey you guys" she greeted.
"Morning 'Mia" Harry said turning away from his conversation with Ron.
"Hey Mia, here's your schedule, McGonagall gave it to us like 5 minutes ago when she realized you weren't here," Ron said handing her the Parchment.
She looked over it and saw that first thing tomorrow morning was double potions with Slytherins, then Lunch, then Care of Magical Creatures, and History of Magic, both also with Slytherins. In fact every class they had this year was with the Slytherins except for the electives (A/N: couldn't remember how their referred to, to lazy to look it up), which was a mix of all houses. 'Just my luck! Malfoys in all my electives!' she thought while scowling at the parchment before her.
She served herself some eggs and a blueberry muffin and began to talk with Harry and on, but wasn't really listening. She heard Ron say something about Fred and George pushing Bill into the lake just beyond the Burrow, and when Ginny went to help him out he just pulled her in with him. She thought this was quite hilarious and would've given' anything to see Ginny's face when she fell in.
She started laughing with them but after a couple of moments she felt as if someone was watching her. She looked around her and her eyes landed on Malfoy meeting his cold, yet quizzical, stare.
After holding it for a couple of minutes, he was, for the 2nd time that day, the one to break to the stare. He grabbed a muffin from the plate in front of him and Hermione's eyes followed him out of the Great Hall.
"Mia, are you okay?" Harry asked with a worried look on his face.
"Yea, Harry. I'm fine, why?"
"Because you were laughing with us then you suddenly went quiet and got a far off look on your face" Ron answered and Harry nodded in agreement, as if to say that's what I was gonna say.
"Yea, Mia. I mean your not the Mia that we knew last year. You've changed and the warmth of your smile and laugh doesn't reach your eyes anymore. Also, your always wearing guys pants and are in all black."
"OMG!! Your kidding me right? I mean so I've changed, DEAL WITH IT!" she roared at the boys. " YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WELL ENOUGH ANYMORE TO JUDGE ME AT ALL! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH THIS SUMMER, BUT THEN AGAIN I WOULDN'T EXPECT YOUR LITTLE NAÏVE MINDS TO UNDERSTAND ANYWAY!" with that she stormed out of the now silent Great Hall with everyone watching her.
She stormed all the way to the common room and she practically yelled the password at Steven and Anca. When she got into the common room she slammed the door behind her, making her presence very well known to Malfoy.
"Having a hissy fit, Granger?" he asked for his spot on the green and silver couch where he had been laying, by the looks of it trying to sleep.
"Go to hell, Malfoy! I don't need your shit right now!" she snapped at him.
"Whoa!! No way would I want to get hexed today, so I'll just leave you to your ranting Granger," he said with a small smirk on his face.
"Just go away!" Hermione said in a voice with a little less edge to it and she felt ready to break down into tears.
"Just breath.Hermione," Malfoy said.
She froze. "What did you call me?"
"I said, 'just breath.
~*~*~*~Draco's POV~*~*~*~
He saw her freeze in her spot, "what did you call me?"
"I said, 'just breath.Hermione, Hermione," he repeated.
"Why?" she asked with a suspicious look on her face.
"Because I was thinking that we should be more than civil and in order to do that we're gonna have to forget about calling each other by last names, you agree?"
"Yes." she answered, still looking skeptical.
"Also this means that we have to put trust in each other to some extent, wouldn't you say?"
"But that would mean were friends, and why would you want to be friends with a MUDBLOOD, Malfoy?" she told him, putting emphasis on the word mudblood.
"Draco, Hermione. Please, call me Draco and to the mud.muggle-born thing, I no longer agree with that point of view. It's my twisted fathers way of thinking not mine."
Hermione just stood there with a stunned expression on her face. He wished that he could tell what was going on in her head but it was impossible to tell now.
"Come on, Hermione, please answer me. Will you call Draco?"
"Ok, Draco it's a deal," she said with a small smile playing on her lips.
"Good," Draco said with a huge grin spreading across his face. "Now would you like to tell me what the hell was wrong when you came in? The only other times I've ever seen you that mad were when I caused it and I know that there's no way I caused this."
"Its just a small problem with Harry and Ron. Hey don't seem to like how much I've changed over the summer or the way I changed. They seem to think that the Old Hermione Granger, or Mia as they put it was better. The know- it-all, wears her emotions on her sleeve, good girl Mia was better. Well they don't know what caused this change, hell they don't even know who I am anymore, so they are in no place to judge me."
It took Draco a second to process this, let alone that she trusted him enough already to tell him her problems. He thought that she would just tell him it was none of his business and she would leave.
"Wow! The 'Golden Trio' is actually having problems among them? Now that's something you don't hear about everyday. Do they really thing that know-it- all, good girl is better than.well." he paused searching for the right word, but nothing came to him, so instead he just gestured to her and said ".this?"
"Yes they do and what do you mean by this?" she said, imitating what he had just done.
"Well, I mean, don't they think that it was a bout time for a change from the good girl persona? Don't you think it was time for a change?"
"Yea. I guess." she answered while pushing her sleeves up. Draco's eyes wondered down to her arms and his jaw dropped again. He still couldn't figure out what had caused these. "What?" she asked when she saw the look on his face.
"Where did those come from?"
"Oh, these?" she started, gesturing up and down her arms. "I was just in a minor car accident before I left. I'm fine though. All I have are some bruises and scratches" she finished on a more cheery note,
"Hermione, I know you know that that was NOT caused by a car accident. (A/N: Lets just say he had taken the first year of muggle studies so he knows what a car is, ok?). And, I also know that I know that this was not the result of an accident. Would you please tell me what actually happened?"
"You don't know shit, Draco! DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW MORE THAN I DO ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!! YOU CAN JUST GO TO HELL WITH THE REST OF THEM!" with that piece said she took the stairs two at a time to her bedroom and slammed the door behind her.
'Well I guess that didn't really go to plan, did it?' he thought sarcastically. 'No shit Sherlock' his Malfoy half said wryly, ' it couldn't have gone worse if there was a war going on around you,' "Oh would you just SHUT UP" he muttered to himself while going up the stairs to his bedroom and shutting the door.
~They both stayed in their bedrooms until it was time for lunch, when they decided it was time to leave as they still had to tell the Prefects about the meeting.
Breakfast, A Little Trust and the First Confrontation
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters only the storyline and any of the story that I borrowed I will give them credit in that chapter at the end or the disclaimers in the following chapters. Enjoy and be as honest as possible in reviews without being downright mean.
AN: I know that I made a mess up in the last Chapter by saying that the Prefect meeting would be after classes that day. I would go fix it but I'm too lazy to go do that right now. Lets just say the meetings at 4 ok? On with the story.
~*~*~*~Draco's POV~*~*~*~
Draco stood there absolutely stunned. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. Not only witnessed but had been a part of. He had let her boss him around and now she probably thought that she could always get away with it now!
And even worse, he had agreed to be nice. well not nice but at least civil to her in public. 'Well, at least were allowed to fight in here'. He walked towards the portrait hole and started walking to the Great Hall.
When he got there he sat at the Slytherin table beside Crabbe and Goyle who were to busy stuffing their faces to even notice that he was there. He grabbed a blueberry muffin off of one of the plates and let his eyes wander around the hall.
He first looked up at the Head Table and saw Professor's Flitwick and Sprout and caught up in a conversation, McGonagall and Snape appeared to be having a fight of some kind and Dumbledore looked all around the hall, his eyes twinkling, it almost looked like he had something up his sleeve. He also saw Remus Lupin sitting at the table again. 'Must be the new DADA teacher' he thought.
Draco looked at all the house tables and when he reached Gryffindors his gaze landed on the 'Golden Trio'. He saw them laughing, but couldn't notice that the smile and laughter never reached Grangers eyes like it used to. Her eyes were still cold, which was odd seeing as it hadn't been there when he got her from the compartment earlier and he thought that she trusted to other 2 enough to let her guard down around them. 'Guess I was wrong' he thought.
Just then he saw her look around her and her eyes met his. That gaze did something to him, but he couldn't place what. It was like an electric shock went through him when she looked into his eyes.
He was, for the 2nd time that day, the one to break the gaze. He grabbed another muffin and left the Great Hall with one thing on his mind. 'If we're working together this year, I'm going to insist a first name basis'.
~*~*~*~Hermione's POV~*~*~*~
Hermione sat down at the table across from Harry and Ron.
"Hey you guys" she greeted.
"Morning 'Mia" Harry said turning away from his conversation with Ron.
"Hey Mia, here's your schedule, McGonagall gave it to us like 5 minutes ago when she realized you weren't here," Ron said handing her the Parchment.
She looked over it and saw that first thing tomorrow morning was double potions with Slytherins, then Lunch, then Care of Magical Creatures, and History of Magic, both also with Slytherins. In fact every class they had this year was with the Slytherins except for the electives (A/N: couldn't remember how their referred to, to lazy to look it up), which was a mix of all houses. 'Just my luck! Malfoys in all my electives!' she thought while scowling at the parchment before her.
She served herself some eggs and a blueberry muffin and began to talk with Harry and on, but wasn't really listening. She heard Ron say something about Fred and George pushing Bill into the lake just beyond the Burrow, and when Ginny went to help him out he just pulled her in with him. She thought this was quite hilarious and would've given' anything to see Ginny's face when she fell in.
She started laughing with them but after a couple of moments she felt as if someone was watching her. She looked around her and her eyes landed on Malfoy meeting his cold, yet quizzical, stare.
After holding it for a couple of minutes, he was, for the 2nd time that day, the one to break to the stare. He grabbed a muffin from the plate in front of him and Hermione's eyes followed him out of the Great Hall.
"Mia, are you okay?" Harry asked with a worried look on his face.
"Yea, Harry. I'm fine, why?"
"Because you were laughing with us then you suddenly went quiet and got a far off look on your face" Ron answered and Harry nodded in agreement, as if to say that's what I was gonna say.
"Yea, Mia. I mean your not the Mia that we knew last year. You've changed and the warmth of your smile and laugh doesn't reach your eyes anymore. Also, your always wearing guys pants and are in all black."
"OMG!! Your kidding me right? I mean so I've changed, DEAL WITH IT!" she roared at the boys. " YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WELL ENOUGH ANYMORE TO JUDGE ME AT ALL! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH THIS SUMMER, BUT THEN AGAIN I WOULDN'T EXPECT YOUR LITTLE NAÏVE MINDS TO UNDERSTAND ANYWAY!" with that she stormed out of the now silent Great Hall with everyone watching her.
She stormed all the way to the common room and she practically yelled the password at Steven and Anca. When she got into the common room she slammed the door behind her, making her presence very well known to Malfoy.
"Having a hissy fit, Granger?" he asked for his spot on the green and silver couch where he had been laying, by the looks of it trying to sleep.
"Go to hell, Malfoy! I don't need your shit right now!" she snapped at him.
"Whoa!! No way would I want to get hexed today, so I'll just leave you to your ranting Granger," he said with a small smirk on his face.
"Just go away!" Hermione said in a voice with a little less edge to it and she felt ready to break down into tears.
"Just breath.Hermione," Malfoy said.
She froze. "What did you call me?"
"I said, 'just breath.
~*~*~*~Draco's POV~*~*~*~
He saw her freeze in her spot, "what did you call me?"
"I said, 'just breath.Hermione, Hermione," he repeated.
"Why?" she asked with a suspicious look on her face.
"Because I was thinking that we should be more than civil and in order to do that we're gonna have to forget about calling each other by last names, you agree?"
"Yes." she answered, still looking skeptical.
"Also this means that we have to put trust in each other to some extent, wouldn't you say?"
"But that would mean were friends, and why would you want to be friends with a MUDBLOOD, Malfoy?" she told him, putting emphasis on the word mudblood.
"Draco, Hermione. Please, call me Draco and to the mud.muggle-born thing, I no longer agree with that point of view. It's my twisted fathers way of thinking not mine."
Hermione just stood there with a stunned expression on her face. He wished that he could tell what was going on in her head but it was impossible to tell now.
"Come on, Hermione, please answer me. Will you call Draco?"
"Ok, Draco it's a deal," she said with a small smile playing on her lips.
"Good," Draco said with a huge grin spreading across his face. "Now would you like to tell me what the hell was wrong when you came in? The only other times I've ever seen you that mad were when I caused it and I know that there's no way I caused this."
"Its just a small problem with Harry and Ron. Hey don't seem to like how much I've changed over the summer or the way I changed. They seem to think that the Old Hermione Granger, or Mia as they put it was better. The know- it-all, wears her emotions on her sleeve, good girl Mia was better. Well they don't know what caused this change, hell they don't even know who I am anymore, so they are in no place to judge me."
It took Draco a second to process this, let alone that she trusted him enough already to tell him her problems. He thought that she would just tell him it was none of his business and she would leave.
"Wow! The 'Golden Trio' is actually having problems among them? Now that's something you don't hear about everyday. Do they really thing that know-it- all, good girl is better than.well." he paused searching for the right word, but nothing came to him, so instead he just gestured to her and said ".this?"
"Yes they do and what do you mean by this?" she said, imitating what he had just done.
"Well, I mean, don't they think that it was a bout time for a change from the good girl persona? Don't you think it was time for a change?"
"Yea. I guess." she answered while pushing her sleeves up. Draco's eyes wondered down to her arms and his jaw dropped again. He still couldn't figure out what had caused these. "What?" she asked when she saw the look on his face.
"Where did those come from?"
"Oh, these?" she started, gesturing up and down her arms. "I was just in a minor car accident before I left. I'm fine though. All I have are some bruises and scratches" she finished on a more cheery note,
"Hermione, I know you know that that was NOT caused by a car accident. (A/N: Lets just say he had taken the first year of muggle studies so he knows what a car is, ok?). And, I also know that I know that this was not the result of an accident. Would you please tell me what actually happened?"
"You don't know shit, Draco! DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW MORE THAN I DO ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!! YOU CAN JUST GO TO HELL WITH THE REST OF THEM!" with that piece said she took the stairs two at a time to her bedroom and slammed the door behind her.
'Well I guess that didn't really go to plan, did it?' he thought sarcastically. 'No shit Sherlock' his Malfoy half said wryly, ' it couldn't have gone worse if there was a war going on around you,' "Oh would you just SHUT UP" he muttered to himself while going up the stairs to his bedroom and shutting the door.
~They both stayed in their bedrooms until it was time for lunch, when they decided it was time to leave as they still had to tell the Prefects about the meeting.