Disclaimer:: I hate writing disclaimers, so I'm just going to say right
now, that I don't own Harry Potter... I won't EVER! I want to though lolx.
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Hermione looked over at Draco that afternoon in Potions as she worked on her part of the 8-inch report that she and Draco had been working on. She could see his face was pale and ghostly white; he did the best he could to hide himself under all of his books. His eyes were baggy, he looked as if he hadn't slept at all that night; yet they looked focused and concentrated.
He glared at her and said in disgust, "Get back to work, I'm in no mood for fun talk."
At first, Hermione looked at him in shock and bewilderment; but decided to do nothing more. She just looked at what she wrote before Snape dismissed the class.
"Draco, talk to me." Hermione ordered as he bolted out of the classroom and into the hallway.
"Get lost Granger, I really don't want to talk to you right now." He answered still walking in front of her.
"Draco, STOP RIGHT NOW!" She yelled as loud as she could without making a scene.
Draco stopped immediately. And faced Hermione, his eyebrows were raised and he stared at her with the least bit of interest.
"Yeh! You go Hermione!" someone yelled from behind her. She turned to see Ron racing up beside her. He put his arm on her shoulder as if an armrest. "I see your learning some new dog tricks Draco." Ron smiled gleely.
"Ron, stay out of this please." She hissed.
"Why?" Ron questioned, then continued talking before Hermione could stop him. "Soo Draco," Ron pushed on at Draco, "I see you put yourself in a great position for me and Hermione to ruin your life."
"What the are you talking about you fag?" Draco spat wickedly at Ron.
"I'm going to find out who that girl is Draco. Hermione and Harry are helping me as well. I swear when I find her, I'll show this whole school what a fake, hypocritical ass you are."
"That's right, we'll find her," Hermione lied threateningly to Draco.
As soon as she said that, Draco's glare became confused, sinful, and suspicious. With that, he grabbed Crabbe and Goyle away from another crowd of slytheins who were chatting, and left to go to their common room.
"I think that went very well," Ron beamed. "Now, where do we start?"
"You question the Hufflepuff girls; Harry will ask Ravenclaw, I'll check Gryffindor."
Then, she and Ron slapped hands and split into different directions.
"Well this is just a dandy position I put myself in", she thought in her mind as she strolled up the dungeon staircases and out of sight.
Hermione dropped her books off in her room, before going to find Draco. For once, she wasn't interested in the hours of homework she had. It was 4 o'clock, she had two hours to find and talk to Draco before dinner.
She ran out of the common room, and dashed to the other end of the school hoping to find Draco before he locked himself in his common room like he always did.
"Hermione," Harry called to her as she ran past the library.
"I forgot a book in Professor Lupins class," she fibbed as she continued running. She felt bad lying to Ron and Harry so much, but it was for her own good.
She fumbled quickly down two flights of stairs. Hermione would have passed the Slytherin common room, if Pancy hadn't been occupying more than half of the hallway due to her hippopotamus figure.
Hermione didn't have time to stop so sudden, and slammed full-forced into Pancy's back; she ricocheted off of her and landed hard on the floor. Pancy toppled forward making the school shake when she had hit the ground.
"You mangy, incompetent mud-blood!!!!" Pancy shrieked in a 5 year, old manner.
"Oh be quiet, I don't want to be here, but I need to talk to Draco." Hermione said strictly.
"Why is he your boyfriend? or something?" Pancy teased stupidly.
"No you ass, I need to talk to him about our Potions assignment."
"He's in the common room."
"Can you get him then?"
"No, why should I help you?"
"If you don't, I'll put so many warts on your face, you wouldn't be able to tell yourself apart from a toad... at least you would be able to look like something else, other than a pig."
"DRACO!" Pancy wailed as loud, urgent, and as high as she could. Hermione had to cover her ears.
"What the bloody hell do you want?" He yelled frustrated as he stepped into the hallway. When he saw Hermione, he gave her a nasty look before asking. "Why the hell are you stalking me? Did I do something wrong on the homework or something?"
"Come with me to the Great Hall." Hermione urged
Pancy, finding Hermione's plead funny let out a high shrilled laughter, that even made Draco cringe.
"Let's go." Draco said as he grabbed Hermiones wrist tightly, and dragged her up the staircases.
"We need to talk other than homework, the Great Hall will be too crowded to talk."
"Now you want to talk to me." Hermione said to herself under her breath.
Draco took her up to the seventh floor, opposite from the tapastry of Barnabas the Barny being clubbed by trolls.
"The Requirement Room... how did you know about this place? You weren't in Dumbledore's Army last year."
"I did some exploring that night when I caught all of you sneaking out of there with Professor Umbridge."
Both of them walked around and started to think of a room they needed. Hermione kept he head down as she thought::
Somewhere only me and Draco can go...somewhere comfortable...somewhere we can just think... She looked to see a door there. Draco opened it and went inside, she followed.
The room was quite empty; there was a sky blue rug with clouds that moved on it. There was a long green, and red tie died couch. The walls and ceiling were soft.
Hermione sat on the couch while Draco leaned on the edge of it. They were silent. Hermione couldn't take it, she had to say something.
"Listen Draco, there is only one thing on my mind right now, and that's you. Your such a different person this year, your the person I never though you could be. I wish I could hate you because of everything you've done to me these past years, but I can't... I just can't. I don't care anymore if people would hate us if we liked each other."
"That wasn't easy to say," Hermione blushed.
"Did you tell Ron about what happened?" Draco asked
"He knows nothing," She said quietly.
"I'm sorry for not talking to you in Potions; I just didn't want anyone to suspect anything."
"Why the hell are you so ashamed to admit you like me?" Hermione screamed.
"Because I'd be risking everything I have!" Draco shot back "I like you Granger, but I won't sacrifice everything, for just one person who was my enemy and can still be."
"God Draco, did you just hear what I said before? I like you! I wouldn't turn my back on you now. You know what your problem is? You're afraid to take risks, that's probably why Harry was always better then you! You're such a coward!"
"Listen, you're taking this way too seriously. Let me remind you, you kissed me, and I kissed you back. You're taking this whole bloody thing out of proportion!"
"Then what did the kiss mean for you? Did you kiss me back just for the fucking fun of it?!"
"No, but it wasn't meant to try and ruin me either."
Draco then headed for the door. Halfway out, he turned and looked at Hermione.
"By the way, you look really nice today." Then, he left the room and closed the door behind him.
Hermione waited for a few minutes before she started to cry. All this time he had just been leading her on, he never cared about her, or did he? She'd never know. He said he liked her, but not really enough.
"Well.. he did like me." She thought, "Is there anyway I can get him to like me more? Do I really like him that much?"
For about another 15 minuets, Hermione sat there... Thinking.
R/R!!!! THERES STILL A LOT OF MORE CHAPTERS TO GO! THIS IS NOT THE END OF "Who Woulda Guessed"
Hermione looked over at Draco that afternoon in Potions as she worked on her part of the 8-inch report that she and Draco had been working on. She could see his face was pale and ghostly white; he did the best he could to hide himself under all of his books. His eyes were baggy, he looked as if he hadn't slept at all that night; yet they looked focused and concentrated.
He glared at her and said in disgust, "Get back to work, I'm in no mood for fun talk."
At first, Hermione looked at him in shock and bewilderment; but decided to do nothing more. She just looked at what she wrote before Snape dismissed the class.
"Draco, talk to me." Hermione ordered as he bolted out of the classroom and into the hallway.
"Get lost Granger, I really don't want to talk to you right now." He answered still walking in front of her.
"Draco, STOP RIGHT NOW!" She yelled as loud as she could without making a scene.
Draco stopped immediately. And faced Hermione, his eyebrows were raised and he stared at her with the least bit of interest.
"Yeh! You go Hermione!" someone yelled from behind her. She turned to see Ron racing up beside her. He put his arm on her shoulder as if an armrest. "I see your learning some new dog tricks Draco." Ron smiled gleely.
"Ron, stay out of this please." She hissed.
"Why?" Ron questioned, then continued talking before Hermione could stop him. "Soo Draco," Ron pushed on at Draco, "I see you put yourself in a great position for me and Hermione to ruin your life."
"What the are you talking about you fag?" Draco spat wickedly at Ron.
"I'm going to find out who that girl is Draco. Hermione and Harry are helping me as well. I swear when I find her, I'll show this whole school what a fake, hypocritical ass you are."
"That's right, we'll find her," Hermione lied threateningly to Draco.
As soon as she said that, Draco's glare became confused, sinful, and suspicious. With that, he grabbed Crabbe and Goyle away from another crowd of slytheins who were chatting, and left to go to their common room.
"I think that went very well," Ron beamed. "Now, where do we start?"
"You question the Hufflepuff girls; Harry will ask Ravenclaw, I'll check Gryffindor."
Then, she and Ron slapped hands and split into different directions.
"Well this is just a dandy position I put myself in", she thought in her mind as she strolled up the dungeon staircases and out of sight.
Hermione dropped her books off in her room, before going to find Draco. For once, she wasn't interested in the hours of homework she had. It was 4 o'clock, she had two hours to find and talk to Draco before dinner.
She ran out of the common room, and dashed to the other end of the school hoping to find Draco before he locked himself in his common room like he always did.
"Hermione," Harry called to her as she ran past the library.
"I forgot a book in Professor Lupins class," she fibbed as she continued running. She felt bad lying to Ron and Harry so much, but it was for her own good.
She fumbled quickly down two flights of stairs. Hermione would have passed the Slytherin common room, if Pancy hadn't been occupying more than half of the hallway due to her hippopotamus figure.
Hermione didn't have time to stop so sudden, and slammed full-forced into Pancy's back; she ricocheted off of her and landed hard on the floor. Pancy toppled forward making the school shake when she had hit the ground.
"You mangy, incompetent mud-blood!!!!" Pancy shrieked in a 5 year, old manner.
"Oh be quiet, I don't want to be here, but I need to talk to Draco." Hermione said strictly.
"Why is he your boyfriend? or something?" Pancy teased stupidly.
"No you ass, I need to talk to him about our Potions assignment."
"He's in the common room."
"Can you get him then?"
"No, why should I help you?"
"If you don't, I'll put so many warts on your face, you wouldn't be able to tell yourself apart from a toad... at least you would be able to look like something else, other than a pig."
"DRACO!" Pancy wailed as loud, urgent, and as high as she could. Hermione had to cover her ears.
"What the bloody hell do you want?" He yelled frustrated as he stepped into the hallway. When he saw Hermione, he gave her a nasty look before asking. "Why the hell are you stalking me? Did I do something wrong on the homework or something?"
"Come with me to the Great Hall." Hermione urged
Pancy, finding Hermione's plead funny let out a high shrilled laughter, that even made Draco cringe.
"Let's go." Draco said as he grabbed Hermiones wrist tightly, and dragged her up the staircases.
"We need to talk other than homework, the Great Hall will be too crowded to talk."
"Now you want to talk to me." Hermione said to herself under her breath.
Draco took her up to the seventh floor, opposite from the tapastry of Barnabas the Barny being clubbed by trolls.
"The Requirement Room... how did you know about this place? You weren't in Dumbledore's Army last year."
"I did some exploring that night when I caught all of you sneaking out of there with Professor Umbridge."
Both of them walked around and started to think of a room they needed. Hermione kept he head down as she thought::
Somewhere only me and Draco can go...somewhere comfortable...somewhere we can just think... She looked to see a door there. Draco opened it and went inside, she followed.
The room was quite empty; there was a sky blue rug with clouds that moved on it. There was a long green, and red tie died couch. The walls and ceiling were soft.
Hermione sat on the couch while Draco leaned on the edge of it. They were silent. Hermione couldn't take it, she had to say something.
"Listen Draco, there is only one thing on my mind right now, and that's you. Your such a different person this year, your the person I never though you could be. I wish I could hate you because of everything you've done to me these past years, but I can't... I just can't. I don't care anymore if people would hate us if we liked each other."
"That wasn't easy to say," Hermione blushed.
"Did you tell Ron about what happened?" Draco asked
"He knows nothing," She said quietly.
"I'm sorry for not talking to you in Potions; I just didn't want anyone to suspect anything."
"Why the hell are you so ashamed to admit you like me?" Hermione screamed.
"Because I'd be risking everything I have!" Draco shot back "I like you Granger, but I won't sacrifice everything, for just one person who was my enemy and can still be."
"God Draco, did you just hear what I said before? I like you! I wouldn't turn my back on you now. You know what your problem is? You're afraid to take risks, that's probably why Harry was always better then you! You're such a coward!"
"Listen, you're taking this way too seriously. Let me remind you, you kissed me, and I kissed you back. You're taking this whole bloody thing out of proportion!"
"Then what did the kiss mean for you? Did you kiss me back just for the fucking fun of it?!"
"No, but it wasn't meant to try and ruin me either."
Draco then headed for the door. Halfway out, he turned and looked at Hermione.
"By the way, you look really nice today." Then, he left the room and closed the door behind him.
Hermione waited for a few minutes before she started to cry. All this time he had just been leading her on, he never cared about her, or did he? She'd never know. He said he liked her, but not really enough.
"Well.. he did like me." She thought, "Is there anyway I can get him to like me more? Do I really like him that much?"
For about another 15 minuets, Hermione sat there... Thinking.
R/R!!!! THERES STILL A LOT OF MORE CHAPTERS TO GO! THIS IS NOT THE END OF "Who Woulda Guessed"