Disclaimer: After two chapters I am still not J.K. Rowling, (working on it, but not succeeding) and I am making no money from this fic sigh. Although if you think I am J.K Rowling, while I thank you for your flattery, I believe you need your head examined!

A/N: Thanks to my THREE (only 3 () reviewers.

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~Unknown Affair~

Chapter 3 A Truce

Hermione left Hagrid's hut feeling somewhat better and wandered aimlessly around the castle for awhile.

After wandering for about an hour Hermione found herself at the staircase leading up to the Astronomy Tower and decided to head up and take a look around.

She made her way up quickly and opened the door to the top of the tower and was surprised to find somebody sleeping against the wall. Stepping closer she was even more surprised to see that it was Dr. I mean Malfoy.

"Well duh, we are the only students at school right now." Hermione stated aloud mentally slapping herself.

Seeing how uncomfortable he looked, and being the wonderful thoughtful person she was, she Accio'd a blanket and pillow and covered him up, being careful not to wake him up.

'He looks so sweet and innocent when he's sleeping,' she thought somewhat amused, 'too bad it never last.' Then shaking her head walked over to the window and looked out.

'This is where we helped Norbert in first year' she remembered fondly, then chuckled softly, 'It's also where we had 150 points taken from Gryffindor.'

Draco woke up a few minutes later realizing the sun was setting and that he was more comfortable than when he fell asleep.

He looked over at Granger. She was lost in thought gazing out the window with the breeze blowing her hair about her face and the sun falling gently across her features.

There was no point in denying it anymore, she'd grown up, and she looked amazing.

He got up and walked over to the window, standing beside her and took a moment to gaze at the sunset.

She knew he was there but didn't look at him. Acknowledgement wasn't needed by either of them so they both just stood there watching the sky give its own captivatingly magical display of changing colors. Draco turned around after a few minutes, leaning his back against the windowsill he nodded towards the blanket and pillow.

"Your doing?"

She nodded.

"Why?" he asked quietly.

Hermione shrugged. "You looked cold." Then added with a grin, "we don't want our Head Boy getting sick before the start of the term now do we?"

Draco greatly surprised Hermione by grinning back, "Nah, I suppose not."

"You know I think that's the first time I've ever seen you genuinely smile at me."

"Gasp," cried Draco bringing his hand to his mouth. "I smiled?" Then grinning more broadly brought his hand down and put a finger to her lips. "Shh don't tell anybody."

Hermione giggled, "don't worry I wont. They probably wouldn't believe me anyway."

"Good point. You know," said Draco leaning towards her, "we're going to be spending a lot of time together."

Hermione swallowed, he was very close and she almost thought she saw something new and strange in his usually cold silver eyes that was causing a very odd, very strange reaction. 'Bloody Malfoy,' she thought to herself as she felt her pulse quicken a step.

Draco sensed the change in her and smiled to himself.

"And since we'll be spending so much time together, accompanying each other to dances, making school plans, sleeping next door to each other.etc, we're going to have to find some way to be civil, at least in private. That is unless you want to wrestle for the bathroom in the mornings and hurl insults at each other each and every time we have to work together?"

"Is the notorious Malfoy suggesting a truce?"

"A truce? Perhaps."

"All right but only if I can set the terms," Hermione waited for him to respond and continued after he had slowly nodded. "We make people think we still despise each other in public and we're civil in our. alone time."

"Okay, that sounds fair," responded Draco then grinned wickedly. "But if you really want me to abide by the terms you set, we have to seal the deal in 'True Malfoy Style'."

Hermione swallowed, hard, but being the curious person that she was asked, "what's 'True Malfoy Style'?"

"Close your eyes and I'll show you."

Curiosity, and maybe something else, no it had to be just curiosity, finally got the better of Hermione and she obediently closed her eyes feeling Draco lean closer, hover a few inches away and then place his lips on hers.

It was a slow, gentle, teasing kiss, meant to tempt but not seduce and Hermione reluctantly pulled back slowly and opened her eyes.

She let out a long, wavering breath, "Okay, that complicates things a bit." (A/N: Yes I stole that from the movie, when Harry gets on the broom and the keys go flying everywhere and Ron says it. please don't sue me!)

'OH MY GAWD, I JUST LET MALFOY KISS ME!'

"I probably shouldn't have done that," observed Malfoy smiling wickedly. (A/N: I love that word! 'Wickedly' ::shivers:: it's just so.oh I dunno, what is it?)

Hermione was thinking something to the effect of 'No shit Sherlock.'

"Then why did you?" she asked instead.

"I'm not sure," Draco replied honestly. "Could be that you look beautiful with the sun in your face, then again it could be that I have a knack for doing things I shouldn't."

"I'm sure you do, perhaps we should head back to the common room, it's getting late and I'd like to catch up on some reading."

"Sure, sounds good."

They walked silently together, Draco muttering "Unity" when they reached the statue and they both walked into the common room, Draco first followed by Hermione.

"Wow," Stammered Hermione when she stepped in.

"What? Oh, you didn't look around before?"

"No I was too shocked to find you standing there."

"Gee thanks."

"No problem," answered Hermione absently, surveying her surroundings. Needless to say, she was quite impressed.

The common room was decorated in an old Victorian style with a high ceiling. The design was less intricate than the one in her room but more graceful. There were lovely pictures of various magical creatures (mostly harmless though there were a few with dragons) with one of Unicorns grazing above the fireplace. A large bookcase was off to the right of the fireplace stuffed to the seams with both muggle and wizard books. In front of this there was a small table with two chairs where she guessed they were supposed to work together. There was a big comfy loveseat in front of the fireplace, with a woven rug of snakes and lions sliding and prowling along on the floor in front of it. The loveseat itself was charmed to be extra comfortable and had an emerald blanket with silver lining thrown strategically over the left side and a crimson blanket with gold lining thrown over the right.

Normally gold and silver, as well as crimson and emerald, never mixed well, but here, in this room, the colors of Slytherin and Gryffindor fit together wonderfully, and without looking like Christmas. Glancing over she saw a large oak door that she supposed led to their bathroom, which she was quite sure was marvelous, and two glass French doors that led to their private balcony.

"I don't think that truce was necessary, I really don't see how anyone could fight in here," muttered Hermione after a few minutes.

"Well, we didn't have much trouble earlier besides, that truce was good for at least one thing."

Hermione glanced up meeting his gaze and managed a blush to rival the crimson blanket on the couch before quickly averting her gaze to study the bookcase.

"Well, I suppose I should write to Harry and Ron and tell them the good news."

"Oh, don't tell me you mean the boy who lived to be self-righteous and his sidekick the amazing weasel?"

Hermione tried not to laugh and turned back around to face Draco giving him the most stern face she could muster then she pursed her lips, narrowed her eyes, raised her eyebrows and said very seriously, "watch it ferret boy."

At this Draco pouted and sulked over to flop dramatically onto the couch.

"You mean I can't tease any part of the 'Golden Trio'?"

Hermione came over, sat next to Draco and pretended to think about this, "Well," she said finally, "I suppose every once in awhile couldn't hurt, but only if I'm aloud to tease back."

Draco also pretended that this matter required thought.

"Oh okay, only if you insist."

"Oh but I do."

Hermione got up and went into her room to get some parchment. When she came out she saw Draco still sitting on the couch with a far off look in his eyes, and sat down at the table by the bookcase.

"Don't you need to owl your father?" Hermione asked after Draco had gone a few minutes without speaking.

"Hmm? Oh, no I already did that before you went to talk to Hagrid."

Startled that he had seen her she didn't respond and went back to finishing her letter.

Since Harry was at Ron's house again this summer she only needed to write one letter to him and the whole Weasley family.

Hello everyone-

Good afternoon, I hope everyone is well? I am doing wonderfully and I have the best news! Remember how I told you I had to come to school early this year? Well it turns out they have named me this year's Head Girl! I know it's a huge responsibility but I'm sure I will do the best I can. Unfortunately the Head Boy this year is none other than Draco Malfoy, but please don't worry, he's actually being civil, and if he isn't I will be able to handle him on my own. I will see Harry, Ron, and Ginny at school in a few days; I hope to see the rest of you soon. Much love to everyone!

-Hermione Granger

When she had finished writing her letter and was satisfied with it she went into her room to give it to Crookshanks, who was sleeping on her bed. After waking him and convincing him to take the letter up to the owlery she sat on her bed for a minute thinking. Sighing she thought, 'well, now they know, all I have to do now is be prepared for the teasing I'll get for being 'Perfect'.'

She got up and walked back into the common room.

"Was that your cat that just left?"

"Yea that's Crookshanks."

"I've been wondering who he belonged to, he always comes up to me when I see him around the grounds, usually I give him a piece of cake."

"Really? So it was you who's been fattening him up. That's odd though, he usually doesn't like other people. I've had him since third year when he tried to eat Ron's rat a few times, but it's ok because the rat turned out to be an animugus" (A/N: sp?)

"You serious? Who was it?"

"His nickname was Wormtail, he was the one who gave away the location of Harry's parents."

"Oh."

"Yea," started Hermione plopping onto the couch. "We've been in some tough spots, but we've survived, sometimes only by a hair."

"Yea I know," said Draco and then hastily explained, "my father talks about it all the time, 'That Harry Potter is an utter nuisance' then he would go into detail about what he had done this time. It's really quite a drag to listen to."

"Hmm. is that why you hate us? The 'Golden Trio' as you put it?"

"Well partially. I don't like Potter because he gets all of the attention without even trying, plus he refused my offer of friendship, it was a matter if pride."

"I see."

"Then Weasley made fun of my name, and my father thinks that their family is a disgrace to the wizarding world."

"Well, I suppose that could make since to some people, at least it would if they were touchy about their name. What about me? Was my being a 'mudblood' the only reason you hated me?"

"I don't think I started out hating you, I guess I was jealous."

"Jealous? Of me? What have you been smoking?" asked Hermione very much confused. Here was the boy who had tormented her since first year, the boy who was rich beyond disseverance and spoiled beyond belief, basically the Prince of Slytherin, and HE was jealous of HER.

"No I'm not stoned, and well yea. I mean get this, you come from a family with no magical background and yet you've still managed to surpass me, a pureblood, in every class except Potions without even being placed in Slytherin, although with how cunningly you've gotten out of trouble you almost should have been. You've mastered everything in the wizarding world, except of course Quidditch and Divination, which if you had wanted to you probably could have excelled in those too, and I know you've pretty much mastered potions too, I mean you did manage a successful polyjuice potion in 2nd year, and to top it off you have a dozen friends who would put their lives in danger to save yours." There he'd said it. Now what?

"How the bloody hell would you know if I made a polyjuice potion in 2nd year?"

That wasn't really the reaction he'd expected, but this one was definitely better "Oh please, I knew it wasn't Crabbe and Goyle when they were sitting there with a scar and increasingly red hair."

"What makes you think I was the one who made the potion?"

"Think Granger, you're the only person in our second year, except for maybe me, who had enough brains to one, even come up with the idea in the first place and two, make that complicated of a potion."

"Ok fair enough, you know you could have saved both of us a lot of inconveniences if you had just told me some of this stuff a few years ago."

"What? And ruin my family's good name?" Draco teased, "I'm kidding. When would I have had the chance? Not to mention doing so would've had dire consequences. Besides, its more fun to argue with you."

"Huh?"

"Well, look at it from my point of view, I hang out with Crabbe and Goyle, occasionally having an intelligent, if somewhat heated conversation with you, was a relief from their mindless grunts and groans."

"I see, but what about Pansy?"

"Oh Pansy was great, most of the time, but we'd been friends for so long I could always predict what she would say, and ever since 5th year her father has been turning her into a backstabbing bitch, it's sad but there's nothing I can do about it, she'd never go against her father."

"Hmm well that's too bad, hopefully she'll see what's happening and change her ways."

"I hope so, like I said, we've been friends forever but now its like I don't even know her."

"Huh, well I'm kinda getting hungry, how about you?"

"Yea should we go down to the great hall?"

"No I'll just ring for a house elf."

This surprised Draco. "What happened to S.P.E.W.?"

"Oh I stopped that a few years ago, I was going to change the name to H.E.L.P; House Elf Liberation Party, but the house elves finally, asked me to stop my movement and gave me a house elf version of a threat if I didn't, of course they said it in a very polite manner."

Draco started laughing, "Oh that is too funny. Hey, do you know what happened to that house elf that Potter freed from my father?"

"Dobby? Yea he works here at Hogwarts."

"Oh, well I'll have to go see him sometime, he did practically raise me. So how do we ring for a house elf?"

"You are very unobservant Malfoy. There is a button on the wall next to the unicorn painting with the words 'House Elf' painted underneath."

"Oh," Draco stated simply but when he started to get up to push the button he was dragged back down by Hermione and he gave her a very quizzical look.

"Sit Malfoy. My goodness, for a pureblood you sure do insist on doing things the hard way." Then she took out her wand and waved it gracefully in a small circle rolling 'Do?drium' off her tongue. She watched with satisfaction as the button gave a small 'click'. (A/N: I came up with that all by myself, but all you other author peoples are welcome to use it too!)

When Malfoy gave her another odd look she shook her head and gave her typical response, "Standard book of spells, chapter three."

"I see."

"I'm going to change into my PJ's," announced Hermione and she disappeared to her room, she returned a few minutes later brushing her teeth and wearing black sweatpants and a matching black sports bra that showed off her nicely toned and tan stomach, with her hair pulled up into a high messy bun. She was surprised to see Draco in sky blue silk MUGGLE pajama pants and dark blue silk boxers, and NO SHIRT, needless to say she way slightly distracted by his six-pack and perfectly toned arms.

What she was unaware of was that Draco was having an equally difficult time comprehending Hermione's cute little figure.

"Oh my goodness, the floors been charmed!" She squealed in delight when her feet became instantly warm.

"Yea it's so that we don't get cold feet in the mornings."

After a second Draco realized Hermione had an object in her mouth. "What's that you're chewing on?"

"Chewing on? Oh, it's called a tooth brush it's a muggle device used to clean you're teeth."

"For someone who's supposed to be very smart you sure insist on doing things the hard way. Why don't you just use a charm like the rest of us?"

"It's habit to do it this way, plus my parents are both dentist, those are muggle doctors that take care of you're teeth."

"I will never understand muggles."

The house elf was very prompt with their food and Hermione and Draco enjoyed a meal of fried chicken and baked potatoes while discussing different assignments to give to the prefects.

"Oh I know! We should have a pair organize a Talent Show!" Exclaimed Hermione excitedly.

"A talent show would be fun, but how about we run that and have the prefects worry about a start of term dance?"

"Oh that sounds even better, I would love to do the Talent Show arrangements I was just trying to give the prefects something to do."

"Yea I know but I feel like being a little selfish and when you mentioned Talent Show, I thought it be cool if we did it instead."

"Ok, it should be fun, and we can have the prefects come up with their own projects, it will more challenging that way."

"Sounds good, well I'm now very full and very tired so I'm off to bed. G'night Granger."

"It's Hermione, night Draco."

"Okay, goodnight Hermione," replied Draco emphasizing her name.

They both went into their rooms and got in bed, both thinking about how strange the day had turned out and quite quickly, fell asleep.

On the other side of the castle in his nice warm bed Dumbledore smiled and rolled over to fall asleep.

A/N: I know everyone hates when Hermione/ Draco fics move to fast but I figured they've been torturing each other non-stop for 6 whole years! I mean how am I going to be able to give their relationship proper tests and challenges if it never gets started, right now they're just working on a mutual friendship, but its awfully easy to be friends when the other students aren't at school, but everyone is arriving in a few days and who knows what is going to happen. so for those of you who think they are moving too fast, fear not! I promise you, it is moving at just the right pace!

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Wowzers this is a long chapter! 10 full pages on word, 3668 words (including all of my author note stuff). That's the longest chapter I've ever written for this story or Double Trouble Hogwarts Style, oh and by reviewing you guarantee yourself a new reviewer cause I go and read all the HP stories of my reviewers. anyway TTFN: Ta Ta for now!