Disclaimer : I dont own Hermione Granger or sexy Draco Malfoy who appear in this chapter :):):)
Hermione aproached Snape awkwardly. He had taken the news of Her and Draco strangely. She was iimmediatley taken off of his list of least favorite students and even called on her occasionally during class.
"Yes Ms. Granger?" He drawled.
"Proffesor, I would like to request a partner change." She stared at him as he eyed her. It had taken Draco a week to convince him to let Hermione be his lab partner.
"It can't be done Ms. Granger. I'm Sorry. The groups have been in effect already." There was a touch of Finality in his voice and she knew he would not chage his mind. She would have to be Draco's lab partner for the rest of the year.
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Draco walked into the Head Dormitory and Hermione stood up and walked into her bedroom.
"HERMIONE! LET ME EXPLAIN!" He knocked on her door and tried to open it. It was locked.
"I don't want to here your explanation." He heard the wierd sisters blaring from her Room.
"Dammit." He muttered and went back down to the chairs by the fire. There on the fireplace sat his photoalbum. He grabbed it, skipped the pages of him and his mother and father and went right to the pictures of Hermione and Him.
It one they were sitting by the lake and he giant squid could faintly been see undeer the water. Hermione was laughing and he was drenched in water.
In another Hermione was kisssing his cheek and he was staring at the camera smiling.
In yet another they were dancing, slowly to the silent music.
Picture after Picture of them happy, smiling, kissing, holding hands, Hermione watching him play Quidditch from the stands, and Hermione on his broom.
And then came his favorite picture. Hermione was laying in his bed with a pair of his boxers on and a big tshirt of his. She was sleeping and to him, she was the mirror image of an angel. It was the morning after they had stayed up all night talking.It was the most amazing night of Draco's life. He'd learned more about her in those few hours than the years before them.
He closed the book and shut his eyes. If only she would let him talk.
He sighed and went to sleep.
Hermione aproached Snape awkwardly. He had taken the news of Her and Draco strangely. She was iimmediatley taken off of his list of least favorite students and even called on her occasionally during class.
"Yes Ms. Granger?" He drawled.
"Proffesor, I would like to request a partner change." She stared at him as he eyed her. It had taken Draco a week to convince him to let Hermione be his lab partner.
"It can't be done Ms. Granger. I'm Sorry. The groups have been in effect already." There was a touch of Finality in his voice and she knew he would not chage his mind. She would have to be Draco's lab partner for the rest of the year.
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Draco walked into the Head Dormitory and Hermione stood up and walked into her bedroom.
"HERMIONE! LET ME EXPLAIN!" He knocked on her door and tried to open it. It was locked.
"I don't want to here your explanation." He heard the wierd sisters blaring from her Room.
"Dammit." He muttered and went back down to the chairs by the fire. There on the fireplace sat his photoalbum. He grabbed it, skipped the pages of him and his mother and father and went right to the pictures of Hermione and Him.
It one they were sitting by the lake and he giant squid could faintly been see undeer the water. Hermione was laughing and he was drenched in water.
In another Hermione was kisssing his cheek and he was staring at the camera smiling.
In yet another they were dancing, slowly to the silent music.
Picture after Picture of them happy, smiling, kissing, holding hands, Hermione watching him play Quidditch from the stands, and Hermione on his broom.
And then came his favorite picture. Hermione was laying in his bed with a pair of his boxers on and a big tshirt of his. She was sleeping and to him, she was the mirror image of an angel. It was the morning after they had stayed up all night talking.It was the most amazing night of Draco's life. He'd learned more about her in those few hours than the years before them.
He closed the book and shut his eyes. If only she would let him talk.
He sighed and went to sleep.