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Hermione's POV
"Honestly, Anna." I said to my friend as we walked toward Spanish class. Draco was padding along side us. We were arguing about the fundamentals of English literature, I had found out in the past week that Anna was VERY smart. Draco made some kind of annoyed, impatient, bored noise. A cross between a grunt and a sigh. "What's up with him?" Anna asked me, motioning to Draco.
"He's bored, and doesn't understand anything we're saying." I told her.
"I can't help it if I don't try to study half the library every day." He said sarcastically.
"No, that's not it. You can't help it if your brain is still the size of a ferret's." I knew we were trying to be friends, but I just couldn't help myself.
"Huh?" Anna asked me
"Inside joke," I replied.
This time, Draco made a noise that sounded like a cross between the words ass and hole. I slapped him playfully on the arm and he smiled at me.
Anna's POV
"Oooh, electricity!!!!" I could really see the sparks flying like crazy.
Draco's POV
Spanish is another word for death. I learned that today, right after I almost died of boredom. "My god, who cares if the damn things need f*ckin definite and indefinite articles????" I whispered to Hermione. The teacher, Mrs. Contreras, voice was so grating. Hermione gave me 'The Look,' but I could tell she was finding that partially amusing.
"Okay, homework. Read textbook pages 4 to 10, and answer review questions on page 11." The teacher said in her scratching-on-chalkboard like voice. The bell rang and we got up to get to the next class. "Honestly, Draco, you need to pay attention! You can't go around cursing at pronouns!" Hermione scolded. I rolled my eyes at her. "I can't help it if I can't bet my el spanisho speaka skills on my el moneyo." I said in a horribly bad Spanish accent. She laughed, and then, I felt some kind pride for making her laugh.
Then, we arrived at the staircase. "I'll see you later Anna." She said, I didn't even remember she was here walking beside me. "And Draco." She added, taking a last glance at me, as she got lost in the mob of students heading towards the third floor.
Anna and me walked towards the English class together. "You like her, don't you?" She asked me. I stopped, surprised, probably from the bluntness of the question. "Well?" She asked, turning to look at me. Suddenly, the one and only preppy captain of the Velerios High School cheer squad, Brittany Carlwell, interrupted us.
"Excuse me, is it okay if I interrupt?" and not waiting for an answer she continued, "Who is this GIRL that Draco likes?" She said girl as if it was the most disgusting thing in the universe. Not to mention that she was one.
"Why do you care?" I asked her. God, not only was she annoying but she was bloody nosy, too!
"I'm just a bit curious." She said in a falsely sweet voice.
"WHY?"
"Oh, no reason, never mind." She said sauntering away.
Brittany's POV
"Because I am going to make that girl's life hell if I don't get Draco first."
Hermione's POV
I glanced at my watch; it was 3:00 pm, after school. I had joined the English Literature Club, and it started in five minutes. I walked to the school library not wanting to be late. "I can't believe I missed all this information while I was at Hogwarts." I thought in disbelief. Reaching my destination, I went inside and sat down in one of the chairs. I was probably the last one to get here. "Or maybe not." I thought as a really attractive guy sat down in the empty chair next to me. I took a shying glance at him and saw that he had shoulder length black hair and sparkling blue eyes. "His body isn't so bad either." I thought unconsciously, and then just realized what she had thought. "God, Ginny is rubbing off on me," I inwardly groaned.
"Hi, I'm Evan, who are you?" he asked smiling at me. Wow, he had a great smile. "I'm Hermione."
"New? I haven't seen you around before."
"Yeah, I just moved here in August." I didn't mention with whom because that wouldn't sound right.
"I've seen you around with Anna Durham, the one with the fiery red hair, right?"
"Yeah." I replied.
Our conversation interrupted by the teacher's voice, which silenced the whole class down. "Hello class, my name is Mrs. Chasseur, and I know that this isn't really class, but I expect you to behave according to the rules." She explained. "Since it was probably your choice to join this program, I don't want any moaning and groaning about the work I give, understood?" she asked. Choruses of yeses were heard, agreeing. "Great." She said continuing on.
For the next forty-five minutes, she explained the rules and regulations of the club and made us introduce ourselves. Finally, it ended. I have to say that I actually found this boring. Can you believe that? I walked to the student parking lot with Evan. He was really a nice guy. Not to mention smart. Have you any idea how hard it is to find a guy who matches my intellectuality? After a few goodbyes and all, I drove off with my black porche. Draco had taken the bus, by some miracle I had taught him how and he had remembered!
Driving into our driveway, I opened the front door and flopped down, stomach first, onto our dark green couch, and not bothering to check if it was vacated.
Draco's POV
"Oof!" I cried. I felt something hard hit me. One minute, I was napping peacefully on the couch, the next minute, I feel like the sky just hit me. That piece of 'sky' jumped off and stared surprised at me. I realized it was Hermione. She started fussing all over me. "Oh my god! Draco, are you all right? I'm so sorry! I didn't even see you! Are you hurt?" She rambled on and on. Finally, I just clamped my hand over her mouth. "I'm fine!! Jeez, don't I look like I'm still in one piece? Although, it still feels like I just got hit with a ton of bricks." I told her.
"I DO NOT weigh as much as a ton of bricks!!!" She said defiantly with her hands on her hips.
"Prove it." I said.
"Excuse me, but how exactly do you suggest I prove it?"
I don't know what possessed me to do this, maybe because I was known for being Hogwart's biggest flirt, but I grabbed her by the waist and sat her down on my lap. "Hey!" she cried.
"You know what, you're right, you don't weigh a ton of bricks." Which was actually true, she was as light as a feather. She struggled to get up but that quidditch training payed off, and I was stronger than her, and I held her down.
"Let me go!"
"Why should I? I'm kinda comfortable this way." I said grinning at her cheekily. What could I say? I had to live up to my name.
"Draco." She groaned but she relented and stopped struggling. "I know your going to let me go sooner or later." She said knowingly. I felt her rest her head on my chest. "Wow, this feels good." I thought, not caring what I had just said, because I already admitted to myself that I liked her A LOT. After a few minutes, my grip on her waist slackened. She was probably waiting for this moment because right after that, she easily broke free.
"HA!" She cried, triumphant. "I'm going to go do my homework." She left, and once again I was left alone to take my nap. "But now I'm not sleepy anymore" I whined to the air next to me. So, I got up and walked across the street to McDonalds.
Hermione's POV
"Hmm. 6x equals how much of y plus z." I thought, trying to figure out the solution. High school was HARD. I had to give credit to them. This was actually more challenging than trying to brew the sleeping draught. Finally, I finished it. That was the last problem in the textbook. Surprisingly, they hadn't given me much homework. Well, not much compared to other days. I rolled off my bed and went downstairs. "Mmm. Something smells good." I thought. "It can't be Draco, because he couldn't cook if his life depended on it." I laughed thinking about how funny that would be.
Walking down the staircase, I followed the smell, which led me into the kitchen. Draco was sitting there munching on McDonald's signature fries. "Gimme some." I said greedily snatching the container out of his hand. He laughed. "Such a nice, unselfish, grateful girl." He said. I glared mockingly at him. "How did you get these?"
"I walked across the street, and into the building. Then, I went to the cashier--"
I cut him off. "I know THAT." I said exasperatedly. "I mean, you don't know how to buy ANYTHING in the muggle world. Remember when you begged me to help you go shopping to--"
This time he cut me off. "Don't remind me. That was so embarrassing. I picked it up from you. Watching you do it fifty times might have explained it." He said sarcastically.
"Oh." I said and grabbed the bag and saw that he had bought two cheeseburgers. I grabbed one out, unwrapped it and took a bite out of it. Lately, I was always hungry. "Hey! That was for me!" he said. "Two?" I asked suspiciously. He nodded and said, "I was hungry. So I got one for me and the other for me." Boy, that sounded familiar. I rolled my eyes at him and made a big show of biting into the cheeseburger.
Draco's POV
"Cute, and eats like a trucker." I thought as I watched her from the corner of my eye. Suddenly, an owl flew from the open window in our kitchen and landed in front of us. It was snowy white, its name was Hermes or Hewers or something. I remembered it to be Potter's owl because it was always the owl coming into the great hall giving him fan messages for the 'celebrity'. It stuck out its leg to Hermione waiting for her to take the letter. "HARRY!" She shrieked, as if he had come in person. I rolled my eyes at her. I mean it was ONLY a letter, from pothead at the least.
I watched her as she took the letter and raced around the kitchen cleaning up her mess and ran out of the kitchen. "Probably going up to her room to respond to Wonder Boy." I thought annoyed.
Hermione's POV
"Yes! Letters from Harry and Ron!" I thought happily as I opened the first letter, from Ron. After years of being his best friend, I had mastered the art of reading his untidy scrawl. And that was one HARD task. This was how the letter went:
Hey Hermione!
How are you? Me and Harry are fine. Is Malfoy being a jerk to you? When you get back, we'll kick his arse. Don't forget to give us all the dirt on him so we can blackmail him! I hope your having a good time. Everyone misses you.
Your best friend, Ron.
I smiled. Short and sweet, like always. I picked up the next one, from Harry.
Dear Hermione,
How is high school treating you? I heard from Dudley that they make you drink out of the toilet, but he's probably just scaring me. We haven't heard from you in a long time, are you okay? We know that Malfoy is probably being a big pain in the arse. We asked Dumbledore if he could possibly let you come back early, but he said no. Anyways, George and Fred have developed some new candy that's supposed to be able to make you weigh lighter, but right now, all it can do is make you inflate like a marshmallow. You should have seen them in the common room last night. People were barely able to move. Heh, well, I should be saying goodbye now. I hope your having fun and we're counting the days till you come back.
Love from your best friend, Harry
I felt like crying. These letters were supposed to make me feel like I was closer to Hogwarts, but now, all they made me feel was homesick. I even missed Professor Snape, and that's saying something. I quickly replied and tied them on to Hedwig's leg. I watched her as she flew out into the dark, starry night until she was only a white speck in the sky.
A/N: Finished!! Yay! Please review.
Hermione's POV
"Honestly, Anna." I said to my friend as we walked toward Spanish class. Draco was padding along side us. We were arguing about the fundamentals of English literature, I had found out in the past week that Anna was VERY smart. Draco made some kind of annoyed, impatient, bored noise. A cross between a grunt and a sigh. "What's up with him?" Anna asked me, motioning to Draco.
"He's bored, and doesn't understand anything we're saying." I told her.
"I can't help it if I don't try to study half the library every day." He said sarcastically.
"No, that's not it. You can't help it if your brain is still the size of a ferret's." I knew we were trying to be friends, but I just couldn't help myself.
"Huh?" Anna asked me
"Inside joke," I replied.
This time, Draco made a noise that sounded like a cross between the words ass and hole. I slapped him playfully on the arm and he smiled at me.
Anna's POV
"Oooh, electricity!!!!" I could really see the sparks flying like crazy.
Draco's POV
Spanish is another word for death. I learned that today, right after I almost died of boredom. "My god, who cares if the damn things need f*ckin definite and indefinite articles????" I whispered to Hermione. The teacher, Mrs. Contreras, voice was so grating. Hermione gave me 'The Look,' but I could tell she was finding that partially amusing.
"Okay, homework. Read textbook pages 4 to 10, and answer review questions on page 11." The teacher said in her scratching-on-chalkboard like voice. The bell rang and we got up to get to the next class. "Honestly, Draco, you need to pay attention! You can't go around cursing at pronouns!" Hermione scolded. I rolled my eyes at her. "I can't help it if I can't bet my el spanisho speaka skills on my el moneyo." I said in a horribly bad Spanish accent. She laughed, and then, I felt some kind pride for making her laugh.
Then, we arrived at the staircase. "I'll see you later Anna." She said, I didn't even remember she was here walking beside me. "And Draco." She added, taking a last glance at me, as she got lost in the mob of students heading towards the third floor.
Anna and me walked towards the English class together. "You like her, don't you?" She asked me. I stopped, surprised, probably from the bluntness of the question. "Well?" She asked, turning to look at me. Suddenly, the one and only preppy captain of the Velerios High School cheer squad, Brittany Carlwell, interrupted us.
"Excuse me, is it okay if I interrupt?" and not waiting for an answer she continued, "Who is this GIRL that Draco likes?" She said girl as if it was the most disgusting thing in the universe. Not to mention that she was one.
"Why do you care?" I asked her. God, not only was she annoying but she was bloody nosy, too!
"I'm just a bit curious." She said in a falsely sweet voice.
"WHY?"
"Oh, no reason, never mind." She said sauntering away.
Brittany's POV
"Because I am going to make that girl's life hell if I don't get Draco first."
Hermione's POV
I glanced at my watch; it was 3:00 pm, after school. I had joined the English Literature Club, and it started in five minutes. I walked to the school library not wanting to be late. "I can't believe I missed all this information while I was at Hogwarts." I thought in disbelief. Reaching my destination, I went inside and sat down in one of the chairs. I was probably the last one to get here. "Or maybe not." I thought as a really attractive guy sat down in the empty chair next to me. I took a shying glance at him and saw that he had shoulder length black hair and sparkling blue eyes. "His body isn't so bad either." I thought unconsciously, and then just realized what she had thought. "God, Ginny is rubbing off on me," I inwardly groaned.
"Hi, I'm Evan, who are you?" he asked smiling at me. Wow, he had a great smile. "I'm Hermione."
"New? I haven't seen you around before."
"Yeah, I just moved here in August." I didn't mention with whom because that wouldn't sound right.
"I've seen you around with Anna Durham, the one with the fiery red hair, right?"
"Yeah." I replied.
Our conversation interrupted by the teacher's voice, which silenced the whole class down. "Hello class, my name is Mrs. Chasseur, and I know that this isn't really class, but I expect you to behave according to the rules." She explained. "Since it was probably your choice to join this program, I don't want any moaning and groaning about the work I give, understood?" she asked. Choruses of yeses were heard, agreeing. "Great." She said continuing on.
For the next forty-five minutes, she explained the rules and regulations of the club and made us introduce ourselves. Finally, it ended. I have to say that I actually found this boring. Can you believe that? I walked to the student parking lot with Evan. He was really a nice guy. Not to mention smart. Have you any idea how hard it is to find a guy who matches my intellectuality? After a few goodbyes and all, I drove off with my black porche. Draco had taken the bus, by some miracle I had taught him how and he had remembered!
Driving into our driveway, I opened the front door and flopped down, stomach first, onto our dark green couch, and not bothering to check if it was vacated.
Draco's POV
"Oof!" I cried. I felt something hard hit me. One minute, I was napping peacefully on the couch, the next minute, I feel like the sky just hit me. That piece of 'sky' jumped off and stared surprised at me. I realized it was Hermione. She started fussing all over me. "Oh my god! Draco, are you all right? I'm so sorry! I didn't even see you! Are you hurt?" She rambled on and on. Finally, I just clamped my hand over her mouth. "I'm fine!! Jeez, don't I look like I'm still in one piece? Although, it still feels like I just got hit with a ton of bricks." I told her.
"I DO NOT weigh as much as a ton of bricks!!!" She said defiantly with her hands on her hips.
"Prove it." I said.
"Excuse me, but how exactly do you suggest I prove it?"
I don't know what possessed me to do this, maybe because I was known for being Hogwart's biggest flirt, but I grabbed her by the waist and sat her down on my lap. "Hey!" she cried.
"You know what, you're right, you don't weigh a ton of bricks." Which was actually true, she was as light as a feather. She struggled to get up but that quidditch training payed off, and I was stronger than her, and I held her down.
"Let me go!"
"Why should I? I'm kinda comfortable this way." I said grinning at her cheekily. What could I say? I had to live up to my name.
"Draco." She groaned but she relented and stopped struggling. "I know your going to let me go sooner or later." She said knowingly. I felt her rest her head on my chest. "Wow, this feels good." I thought, not caring what I had just said, because I already admitted to myself that I liked her A LOT. After a few minutes, my grip on her waist slackened. She was probably waiting for this moment because right after that, she easily broke free.
"HA!" She cried, triumphant. "I'm going to go do my homework." She left, and once again I was left alone to take my nap. "But now I'm not sleepy anymore" I whined to the air next to me. So, I got up and walked across the street to McDonalds.
Hermione's POV
"Hmm. 6x equals how much of y plus z." I thought, trying to figure out the solution. High school was HARD. I had to give credit to them. This was actually more challenging than trying to brew the sleeping draught. Finally, I finished it. That was the last problem in the textbook. Surprisingly, they hadn't given me much homework. Well, not much compared to other days. I rolled off my bed and went downstairs. "Mmm. Something smells good." I thought. "It can't be Draco, because he couldn't cook if his life depended on it." I laughed thinking about how funny that would be.
Walking down the staircase, I followed the smell, which led me into the kitchen. Draco was sitting there munching on McDonald's signature fries. "Gimme some." I said greedily snatching the container out of his hand. He laughed. "Such a nice, unselfish, grateful girl." He said. I glared mockingly at him. "How did you get these?"
"I walked across the street, and into the building. Then, I went to the cashier--"
I cut him off. "I know THAT." I said exasperatedly. "I mean, you don't know how to buy ANYTHING in the muggle world. Remember when you begged me to help you go shopping to--"
This time he cut me off. "Don't remind me. That was so embarrassing. I picked it up from you. Watching you do it fifty times might have explained it." He said sarcastically.
"Oh." I said and grabbed the bag and saw that he had bought two cheeseburgers. I grabbed one out, unwrapped it and took a bite out of it. Lately, I was always hungry. "Hey! That was for me!" he said. "Two?" I asked suspiciously. He nodded and said, "I was hungry. So I got one for me and the other for me." Boy, that sounded familiar. I rolled my eyes at him and made a big show of biting into the cheeseburger.
Draco's POV
"Cute, and eats like a trucker." I thought as I watched her from the corner of my eye. Suddenly, an owl flew from the open window in our kitchen and landed in front of us. It was snowy white, its name was Hermes or Hewers or something. I remembered it to be Potter's owl because it was always the owl coming into the great hall giving him fan messages for the 'celebrity'. It stuck out its leg to Hermione waiting for her to take the letter. "HARRY!" She shrieked, as if he had come in person. I rolled my eyes at her. I mean it was ONLY a letter, from pothead at the least.
I watched her as she took the letter and raced around the kitchen cleaning up her mess and ran out of the kitchen. "Probably going up to her room to respond to Wonder Boy." I thought annoyed.
Hermione's POV
"Yes! Letters from Harry and Ron!" I thought happily as I opened the first letter, from Ron. After years of being his best friend, I had mastered the art of reading his untidy scrawl. And that was one HARD task. This was how the letter went:
Hey Hermione!
How are you? Me and Harry are fine. Is Malfoy being a jerk to you? When you get back, we'll kick his arse. Don't forget to give us all the dirt on him so we can blackmail him! I hope your having a good time. Everyone misses you.
Your best friend, Ron.
I smiled. Short and sweet, like always. I picked up the next one, from Harry.
Dear Hermione,
How is high school treating you? I heard from Dudley that they make you drink out of the toilet, but he's probably just scaring me. We haven't heard from you in a long time, are you okay? We know that Malfoy is probably being a big pain in the arse. We asked Dumbledore if he could possibly let you come back early, but he said no. Anyways, George and Fred have developed some new candy that's supposed to be able to make you weigh lighter, but right now, all it can do is make you inflate like a marshmallow. You should have seen them in the common room last night. People were barely able to move. Heh, well, I should be saying goodbye now. I hope your having fun and we're counting the days till you come back.
Love from your best friend, Harry
I felt like crying. These letters were supposed to make me feel like I was closer to Hogwarts, but now, all they made me feel was homesick. I even missed Professor Snape, and that's saying something. I quickly replied and tied them on to Hedwig's leg. I watched her as she flew out into the dark, starry night until she was only a white speck in the sky.
A/N: Finished!! Yay! Please review.