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Anything in the Harry potter universe is not mine. I'm Sure you all know that by now.

Authors note:

Gracious me, it's been ages since I've written a chapter. So everyone must bear with me

also I'd like to point out that I'm not really sure if this story is going alright or not. please if you have any comments please feel free to leave a review. Also I know my spelling and grammar is incorrect, so relax... I'll try harder next time. Pinky Promise.

Chapter. 4

" Well that wasn't much fun. I wanted to play a bit ." She whispered to Severus, who nodded thoughtfully.

And so dinner went on without much commotion, Hermione was rather quiet for most of the night, despite the fact Professor Flitwick tried to include her into the riveting conversation about mandrake puberty ("Do the boys have fluctuating voices like normal male teenagers?"). Her dark eyes cleared the room with one smooth sweep, landing on Harry and Ron for a second before moving on.

" Are you ok?" Severus asked seriously, giving her a concerned look.

" Of course professor, I was just thinking." She flashed him a smile that gave nothing away, practiced to perfection.

"Well, think a little louder." Dumbledore leaned in, offering her a lemon drop.

"Do you carry those everywhere you go, headmaster?" She asked laughing.

" But of course!"

He pulled out a zip-lock bag for everyone to admire.

" An old man such as my self has to keep the blood sugar up and flowing!" The staff chuckled.

" So Miss Granger, how was your stay at Burbaxtons? Pleasant I hope." Draco said trying to nose into the conversation for he was used to being the center of attention. She turned to him and bit her lip.

" Oh it was very well, thank you for asking. Though I must say, I missed you." Her hand patted his own, making his Grey eyes widened

"Ha Ha, and your sarcasm has been missed." He drawled.

" Alright, if you think it's sarcasm, so be it, but I doubt many people can compare to the great Draco Malfoy." She was baiting his pride, making him feel good. Severus knew that, but why was what he wanted to know. Did she fancy him? God, he hoped not. A smirk grew, and the younger

Slytherin nodded

" Why thank you granger, I knew you weren't completely stupid." She nodded

" I was never stupid Draco." He blinked and didn't look at her this time.

When lunch was over, Professor Mcgonagall took Hermione to her first class and left her with a schedule. " Good luck dear, I'm so very glad to have you back."

" Thank you ma'am" She opened the door and walked in.

" Ah Miss Granger, Thank you for joining my class, Everyone I'm sure you all know Hermione Granger." Every Gryffindor in the room gasped. Harry's grip on his quill became so tight that it snapped between his fingers. Ron gulped and elbowed his best friend so hard that Harry would have a bruise to remember that exact moment.

" God it's Hermione! Do you see her?!"

" Of course I see her!"

The boy who lived replied not taking his eyes off of her, Everything was different about her, but in the same instance it was all the same. She didn't look different, except for her clothes and glasses?! ("eh?") but it was her stature that made all the change. She was confident, and well bred it seemed. She looked as if she had spent 10 months in heaven, No books to hold her down, No one to tell her she was ugly and boring.

Hermione shined like a light in the darkness.