Sorry it took me a while to update, but here it finally is... the third
chapter. I hope you like it. Don't forget to review!
I don't own HP or any of the char.
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((Thursday Morning))
Hermoine woke up the next morning with a frown. She was getting tired of not being able to remember her dreams. She only knew who the dreams involved, but nothing else. Sometimes they involved just her and Malfoy, but other times they also involved Harry and Ron. And a few times they even involved Lucious Malfoy, Draco's father.
She shook her head, trying to shake away her confusion and frustration.
As she was getting ready for the day (showering, getting dressed, ect...) her mind kept wondering to Malfoy and what her dreams could've been about or meant.
As she was thinking, the idea that they could've been of the romantic nature, she immediately dismissed it and thought that she should be disgusted with herself by the idea, but she wasn't. And that scared her. 'How could I not be disgusted by the thought of being romantically involved with that, that... fiend?'
A voice in the back of her head spoke up. 'Because he's not one. You seen him last night and he was nothing like the Malfoy you knew for all those years.'
'Only because he wants something."
'Yeah,' the voice said. 'you.' and then it said no more.
Now Hermoine was pretty much freaked out. How could she possibly think those kinds of thoughts? If anyone, you'd think it'd be Harry she was interested in, or maybe even Ron, but never Malfoy.
She shook her head, took her disturbing thoughts and locked them into the back of her mind. Then she put on a smile and went to join Harry and Ron for breakfast.
It was almost Christmas break and the dining hall was abuzz with all the students talking about their plans.
When Hermoine walked up to the Gryffindor table, Ron and Harry were already discussing it.
"What do you mean you can't stay here over the break?!"
"Well," Ron said, "Mum wants us all to home for the holiday, and she wants you and Hermoine to come to."
Harry sighed. "Fine. If you have to go I guess."
"What about you Hermoine?"
She shrugged. "I dunno... I was hoping to use the break to study... I'll see if I can, I'm not sure."
"Great!" Ron said, obviously taking her hesitant answer as a yes.
She just sighed and let him be happy. If she ends up staying, he could be mad at her later.
After they finished breakfast, they went to their first class of the day. Defense Against the Dark Arts. Since Hogwarts needed that class open and they were a little short on teachers, Snape got to teach both Potions and Defense against the Dark Arts.
"Good Morning, class," Snape said, "Take your seats."
Since he got his 'dream job' he hasn't been nearly as hard to deal with as he used to be, but he still went a little out of his way to make the trio's lives miserable (Just not as much) They had this class with Slytherine.
"This," he said as he walked around the room, placing papers on the students' desks. "Is the last test you took. Some of you did very well," he glanced at both Hermoine and Malfoy "While others" he glared at Harry, "did very poorly" Many Slytherines snickered at this, but Hermoine noticed that Malfoy didn't.
When he finished passing out the papers, he turned to Harry. "Potter, you failed. Usually you don't do that bad in this class, although I can't say the same for Potions. Please see me Saturday for detention."
Snape also gave detention to Longbottom and a few of the Slytherine who failed.
"10 points to Gryffindor, because Miss Granger was the only one to get an A" He scowled, but at his own house, not the Gryffindors.
((A/N: Hermoine started tutoring Malfoy after the test))
"Damn it," said Harry, once they left, "I was hoping to go to Hogsmede this weekend."
While Ron tried to comfort him, Hermoine showed him no sympathy. "That's what you get for not studying"
Harry scowled and was about to say something like how he at least had a life outside the class, but Malfoy, along with Crabbe and Goyle, passed by them so instead of taking his anger out on Hermoine, he decided to take it out on Malofy, he deserved it anyway.
"Hey Malfoy!" Draco turned, "How'd it feel to be bested by a 'lowly mudblood'?" Harry only said that because that was what Malfoy had always referred Hermoine as.
Draco, however, didn't react at all to what Harry said. He simply looked at Hermoine and said. "Congratulations Granger." Then he turned and left, leaving Ron, Harry, and his companions (Crabbe and Goyle) shocked and a little scared. Crabbe and Goyle hurried after Malfoy, before they turned the corner they heard one of them ask why he didn't insult or fight back, but his answer was lost to them.
"What the bleedin' hell was that?" Ron asked, his eyes wide. "That wasn't Malfoy..." He said looking at Harry and Hermoine, "Was it?"
"I... think so" Harry said, still staring at the spot where Malfoy had been standing.
Hermoine could barely contain her laughter. She had known he would refrain from insulting them, but she didn't think he would go as far as to congratulate her. "C'mon" Hermoine said, grabbing both Rona and Harry's arms, we have to get to Charms. If we're late, Flitwick will get mad.
They hurried off to their next class, which they had with Hufflepuff.
"I still say it wasn't Malfoy" Ron said, folding his arms across his chest, refusing to believe it. "He would NEVER say that to Hermoine."
Hermoine sighed "Maybe he just wasn't in the mood for picking a fight."
"That's the problem," Harry said, "Even if he wasn't in the mood to pick a fight with you, he wouldn't pass up a fight to pick a fight with me. He didn't even mention me failing or getting detention once." Once he mentioned the detention he was reminded that he couldn't go anywhere that weekend and was put in a bad mood again.
Hermoine shrugged, "Well, maybe he's changed"
Ron and Harry stared at her. "People like Malfoy don't change 'Moine" Ron said.
"How do you know?" Hermoine said, her hands on her hips.
"They- they just" Ron let out a frustrated sigh. "They just don't!" Ron went on to lunch, leaving Hermoine and Harry standing in the hall.
Harry gave her a look of apology before running after Ron.
Hermoine shook her head and (not feeling very hungry) went to the Head Common Room.
After a while, she heard the portrait open. She looked up from her book just long enough to even though she already knew who it was. "Hello, Malfoy," she said, returning her eyes to her book.
He chuckled, a sound she rarely heard unless it was at someone else's expense ((usually hers or one of the other Gryffindors)) "That was fun, did you see their faces?" another laugh escaped him.
She could help but let out a giggle. "They looked as though they seen a ghost."
He looked at her in confusion. "But they see ghosts all the time"
"Sorry," she said "Muggle expression. Muggles don't see ghost very often."
"Ohh," he said. There was a few moments of silence before he spoke up again. "I noticed you weren't at lunch"
"Yeah, me and Ron got in a bit of a spat. I was about you actually." She glanced at him.;
"Oh?"
"Yeah," She let out a little laugh. "He thought you weren't you. He was convinced that you were You-know-Who."
He laughed a little at that, but she could tell it was half-hearted. She figured it had something to do with his father, being a death-eater and all. Especially after he was sent to Azkaban.
She didn't know exactly how he was caught, but there were different stories. Some included Harry (She knew those ones weren't true) but she also heard it was Draco who turned him in.
"So, why aren't you at lunch?" She actually was curious and not just making conversation.
He shrugged "I didn't feel like sitting with my house. They've been annoying lately... and I was curious to why you weren't there." He seemed hesitant(and almost scared) when he said the last part.
"what did you get on that test?"
"I got an 89, I made a stupid mistake. I wrote down a spell that would enhance the attack instead of repelling it." He shrugged at the look she gave him. "I didn't have my coffee that day"
They both laughed at that.
"So," Hermoine said, "did you want to study tonight? I know the N.E.W.T.S. aren't for months yet, but you can never be too prepared."
"Sure," he shrugged, "It's not like I have anything better to do."
She looked at her watch. "I have to get going. I don't want to be late for my next class" She grabbed her books and left the Head Common Room.
Draco followed her out. "What do you have?"
"Herbology. Professor Sprout is giving us a test. Sort of like a pre- N.E.W.T. thing. You?"
"History of Magic, but I'm not exactly sure what we're doing... I'll see you tonight" Draco said as he parted ways with Hermoine and as Harry and Ron came up.
"What were you doing with the ferret?!" Ron asked, not believing what he just seen. "You hate him, how can you stand walking with him?!"
Hermoine sighed. "We are both Heads of our Houses, we share the same common room," ;as well as a bathroom; she added silently, "we just figures we should try and get along." as she said this, she walked past them towards the greenhouse.
"What do you mean try to get along?! How could you get alone with that nasty, hateful, vile-"
Harry cut off his ranting; "Knock it off Ron. She's right. And if he's not insulting her, or us I must add, then we have no right to be angry with him."
Hermoine gave him a smile of appreciation.
Ron stopped talking, but he continued to sulk.
As they let Herbology, Ron said to Hermoine, "I'm sorry for acting like a jerk earlier, it's just that I don't trust him."
Hermoine nodded. "I understand. He has done some pretty awful stuff to us in the past. But I think he's changing, becoming a different person" And she truly believed that. Even though it was through their deal that he wasn't insulting them, it seemed that he was using that so it wouldn't be as obvious. A part of the back of her mind whispered 'and you want that to happen because you like him.'
'No, I don't. Just because he's hot and has the most amazing eyes I've ever seen doesn't mean I want him to be a good person just so I could allow myself to date him.'
'You love him' the back part of her mind said. And with that, she thought of the man she thought she had loved. Viktor Krum. Tears came to her eyes as the memory played out before her eyes.
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"Hurry 'Moine or you'll be late." Harry said as he handed Hermoine her bags. "You don't want to miss your flight."
Do you think he'll be surprised?" Hermoine asked, the excitement clear in her voice. He wasn't expecting her until tomorrow.
"Defiantly. And he'll be ecstatic to see you."
She gave Ron and Harry a quick hug before getting on her plane, and landing where she knew Viktor was staying for the holiday.
As she got to his place she nervously knocked on the door. It fell open, but there was no answer. She timidly stepped in. "Hello? Viktor? Are you here?" She received no answer, but she heard movement upstairs. She went up the stairs and stood in front of the door where the noise had come from. She slowly turned the knob and the door fell open.
There in the middle of the room was Viktor. He was making out with a topless girl who was most likely a girl from his school.
Viktor heard the door open and when he turned to see what it was he seen Hermoine with her shock, betrayal and hatred written clearly on her face.
Hermoniny.." he said as he got up, leaving the girl on the couch covering her chest, and walked over to her. She slapped him before he could say anything and ran out of the house and got back on the plane
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Hermoine wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Hermoine, what's wrong?" Harry and Ron asked. There concern apparent on their attractive faces.
"Nothing. I just started thinking of last year, that's all."
They knew immediately what she was talking about. "Oh Hermoine..." They said as they each gave her a reassuring hug. "He was a bastard. He never deserved you in the first place." Ron said.
She gave him a small smile as they entered Potions.
"Great," Ron said under his breath, just loud enough for Harry and Hermoine to hear, "Snape twice in one day" then he noticed Draco entering the dungeon. "Oh, and Malfoy. Terrific."
((A/N: I'm not sure how their schedule works or anything so I'm just going to make it up as I go.))
Hermoine turned to see where Ron was looking. Draco looked up at her and she gave him a tiny smile before turning away and sitting near Ron and Harry.
"Good afternoon, class." Snape said, he was in a pretty good mood. "Today we are going to review a potion that will be very helpful to you when you take your N.E.W.T.S.
"I know some of you." he said looking at Longbottom, "Get very nervous on tests and that is why you fail. So we are going to make a calming drought, which you should have mastered in your first or second year, test it, and if it is successful, you may bottle it and save it so you can use it on your N.E.W.T.S.
"I won't give you the ingredients of the procedure. This is one of the simplest potions and you should be able to brew it without any problems.
"And since Mr. Malfoy's and Ms. Granger's partners are both out sick, you two will work together." He motioned for them to sit together and Malfoy quickly grabbed his stuff and sat next to Hermoine, who was relieved that she didn't have to be surrounded by Slytherine.
"Hey," he whispered as he sat down. She gave him a smile.
"You may begin." Snape said as he sat down at his desk.
Hermoine turned to Malfoy. "You remember how to make this, right?"
He nodded, "You wanna get the ingrediants while I star the cauldron."
"Sure," she said as she got up.
When she returned with the right ingredients Malfoy had the fire going and he had the procedure written down. "I just wanted to make sure it was right." he explained, handing her the parchment.
She looked it over quickly and nodded "It's right." She then reached for the moonstone, which needed ground into powder.
((A/N: I searched for a proper ingredient, but I couldn't find one so I improvised by using an ingredient from the Draught of Peace.))
However, at the same time, Malfoy reached for the same thing, (Neither of them were paying attention) and when their hands touched they jerked away. They laughed nervously, both of their faces flushed a little with embarrassment.
Ron seen this, and his face went red with anger and jealousy.
"Ron, what's wrong?"
Ron pointed to Malfoy and Hermoine, who were flirting like crazy. (even though neither of them realized it.) "I don't trust him'' he whispered.
Harry shook his head. "I think you're over reacting. Hermoine's a smart girl. There's no way she'd let Malfoy fool her... I think he might actually care for her."
"What?!" Ron couldn't believe what he was hearing. "He's hated her all those years calling her all those names and suddenly he decides to change and take interest in her? I don't think so I don't trust him." Harry just shook his head and continued to prepare the drought.
Ron and Harry weren't the only ones to notice the spark between Draco and Hermoine, Snape also watched them.
"You know this potion quite well, don't you Hermoine?" Draco commented as Hermoine quickly prepared the potion.
"Well, I get worked up easily, especially when it comes near time for finals or other big tests. Like right before the O.W.L's I couldn't sleep at night unless I took this drought."
When the drought was finished she put some in two viles for testing. Then she pulled a flask from her bag and filled it with the potion. She seen his curious look and explained. "I'm running low, and since we're making it now, I don't see why I shouldn't take advantage of it instead of making the potion again in less than a week."
He laughed. "True. That would be a waste." He grabbed the viles and took them to Snape.
"Keep them, you'll test them on yourselves near the end of class." Malfoy nodded and turned to go, Snape grabbed his arm. "Don't you think you're playing with fire, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Sir?"
"First you turn in your father n and now you are getting involved with a mudblood?"
"Sir, me and Hermoine aren't-"
Snape cut him off. "Don't you realize what your father will do if he finds out about this? And believe me he will. IT will be no problem for him to break out of Azkaban and come after you and Ms. Granger."
((A/N: There are no dementors))
"First of all, sir, me and Granger aren't involved. Secondly, I knew the consequences when I turned him in. I'm well aware of the situation, Professor."
With that, he turned around and returned to his seat next to Hermoine, who had busied herself with writing, now wanting Draco to know she had overheard his conversation with Snape. 'So he did turn his father in' she thought to herself.
"Yes, I turned him in" he said, as though reading her mind.
"What?" she asked, surprised that he said that.
"I know you heard me and Snape said. By accident, of course" he added a wink to the last part.
She laughed, clearly embarrassed that he knew she heard. "Was it a hard decision to make?"
"I'll tell you about it tonight. If you'd like. I don't want some of the Slytherins to know about it."
She nodded, completely understanding. She switched the topic and they started talking about Quiddich.
Soon it was time to test the droughts. Everybody's had worked efficiently, except for Longbottom's, who had accidentally added the ingredients in the wrong order.
Snape shook his head. "Five points from Gryffindor. Mr. Longbottom, you'd think after seven years in my class that you'd be able to at least prepare a simple drought." Neville hung his head and looked apologetically at the rest of his house. Snape sighed. "Class dismissed."
As Malfoy stood up and passed Hermoine (who was still sitting down) . He put his hand on her arm and whispered in her ear. "See you tonight." A chill went down her spine when she felt his warm breath on her neck.
When Ron and Harry caught up with her, Ron was fuming. "What the bloody hell where you doing?!"
"What?" Hermoine asked, she really didn't know what he was talking about.
"You were flirting like crazy with Malfoy. MALFOY for god's sake"
"What are you talking about?! I wasn't flirting, I was being friendly. I acted no differently with him than with you and Harry."
"But we're your best friends and he's your enemy. How can you treat us the same?"
"One," She lifted a finger, "He's not my enemy... not anymore. Two" another finger, "Who are you to tell me how I can treat or act around another person? Three," a third finger, "You're acting more like my enemy right now than he is." With that, she turned on her heel and stormed down the hallway towards the Great Hall.
Harry shook his head. "Can't you go one day without pissing her off?" He ran to catch up with Hermoine, leaving Ron alone in the hall.
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((Thursday Morning))
Hermoine woke up the next morning with a frown. She was getting tired of not being able to remember her dreams. She only knew who the dreams involved, but nothing else. Sometimes they involved just her and Malfoy, but other times they also involved Harry and Ron. And a few times they even involved Lucious Malfoy, Draco's father.
She shook her head, trying to shake away her confusion and frustration.
As she was getting ready for the day (showering, getting dressed, ect...) her mind kept wondering to Malfoy and what her dreams could've been about or meant.
As she was thinking, the idea that they could've been of the romantic nature, she immediately dismissed it and thought that she should be disgusted with herself by the idea, but she wasn't. And that scared her. 'How could I not be disgusted by the thought of being romantically involved with that, that... fiend?'
A voice in the back of her head spoke up. 'Because he's not one. You seen him last night and he was nothing like the Malfoy you knew for all those years.'
'Only because he wants something."
'Yeah,' the voice said. 'you.' and then it said no more.
Now Hermoine was pretty much freaked out. How could she possibly think those kinds of thoughts? If anyone, you'd think it'd be Harry she was interested in, or maybe even Ron, but never Malfoy.
She shook her head, took her disturbing thoughts and locked them into the back of her mind. Then she put on a smile and went to join Harry and Ron for breakfast.
It was almost Christmas break and the dining hall was abuzz with all the students talking about their plans.
When Hermoine walked up to the Gryffindor table, Ron and Harry were already discussing it.
"What do you mean you can't stay here over the break?!"
"Well," Ron said, "Mum wants us all to home for the holiday, and she wants you and Hermoine to come to."
Harry sighed. "Fine. If you have to go I guess."
"What about you Hermoine?"
She shrugged. "I dunno... I was hoping to use the break to study... I'll see if I can, I'm not sure."
"Great!" Ron said, obviously taking her hesitant answer as a yes.
She just sighed and let him be happy. If she ends up staying, he could be mad at her later.
After they finished breakfast, they went to their first class of the day. Defense Against the Dark Arts. Since Hogwarts needed that class open and they were a little short on teachers, Snape got to teach both Potions and Defense against the Dark Arts.
"Good Morning, class," Snape said, "Take your seats."
Since he got his 'dream job' he hasn't been nearly as hard to deal with as he used to be, but he still went a little out of his way to make the trio's lives miserable (Just not as much) They had this class with Slytherine.
"This," he said as he walked around the room, placing papers on the students' desks. "Is the last test you took. Some of you did very well," he glanced at both Hermoine and Malfoy "While others" he glared at Harry, "did very poorly" Many Slytherines snickered at this, but Hermoine noticed that Malfoy didn't.
When he finished passing out the papers, he turned to Harry. "Potter, you failed. Usually you don't do that bad in this class, although I can't say the same for Potions. Please see me Saturday for detention."
Snape also gave detention to Longbottom and a few of the Slytherine who failed.
"10 points to Gryffindor, because Miss Granger was the only one to get an A" He scowled, but at his own house, not the Gryffindors.
((A/N: Hermoine started tutoring Malfoy after the test))
"Damn it," said Harry, once they left, "I was hoping to go to Hogsmede this weekend."
While Ron tried to comfort him, Hermoine showed him no sympathy. "That's what you get for not studying"
Harry scowled and was about to say something like how he at least had a life outside the class, but Malfoy, along with Crabbe and Goyle, passed by them so instead of taking his anger out on Hermoine, he decided to take it out on Malofy, he deserved it anyway.
"Hey Malfoy!" Draco turned, "How'd it feel to be bested by a 'lowly mudblood'?" Harry only said that because that was what Malfoy had always referred Hermoine as.
Draco, however, didn't react at all to what Harry said. He simply looked at Hermoine and said. "Congratulations Granger." Then he turned and left, leaving Ron, Harry, and his companions (Crabbe and Goyle) shocked and a little scared. Crabbe and Goyle hurried after Malfoy, before they turned the corner they heard one of them ask why he didn't insult or fight back, but his answer was lost to them.
"What the bleedin' hell was that?" Ron asked, his eyes wide. "That wasn't Malfoy..." He said looking at Harry and Hermoine, "Was it?"
"I... think so" Harry said, still staring at the spot where Malfoy had been standing.
Hermoine could barely contain her laughter. She had known he would refrain from insulting them, but she didn't think he would go as far as to congratulate her. "C'mon" Hermoine said, grabbing both Rona and Harry's arms, we have to get to Charms. If we're late, Flitwick will get mad.
They hurried off to their next class, which they had with Hufflepuff.
"I still say it wasn't Malfoy" Ron said, folding his arms across his chest, refusing to believe it. "He would NEVER say that to Hermoine."
Hermoine sighed "Maybe he just wasn't in the mood for picking a fight."
"That's the problem," Harry said, "Even if he wasn't in the mood to pick a fight with you, he wouldn't pass up a fight to pick a fight with me. He didn't even mention me failing or getting detention once." Once he mentioned the detention he was reminded that he couldn't go anywhere that weekend and was put in a bad mood again.
Hermoine shrugged, "Well, maybe he's changed"
Ron and Harry stared at her. "People like Malfoy don't change 'Moine" Ron said.
"How do you know?" Hermoine said, her hands on her hips.
"They- they just" Ron let out a frustrated sigh. "They just don't!" Ron went on to lunch, leaving Hermoine and Harry standing in the hall.
Harry gave her a look of apology before running after Ron.
Hermoine shook her head and (not feeling very hungry) went to the Head Common Room.
After a while, she heard the portrait open. She looked up from her book just long enough to even though she already knew who it was. "Hello, Malfoy," she said, returning her eyes to her book.
He chuckled, a sound she rarely heard unless it was at someone else's expense ((usually hers or one of the other Gryffindors)) "That was fun, did you see their faces?" another laugh escaped him.
She could help but let out a giggle. "They looked as though they seen a ghost."
He looked at her in confusion. "But they see ghosts all the time"
"Sorry," she said "Muggle expression. Muggles don't see ghost very often."
"Ohh," he said. There was a few moments of silence before he spoke up again. "I noticed you weren't at lunch"
"Yeah, me and Ron got in a bit of a spat. I was about you actually." She glanced at him.;
"Oh?"
"Yeah," She let out a little laugh. "He thought you weren't you. He was convinced that you were You-know-Who."
He laughed a little at that, but she could tell it was half-hearted. She figured it had something to do with his father, being a death-eater and all. Especially after he was sent to Azkaban.
She didn't know exactly how he was caught, but there were different stories. Some included Harry (She knew those ones weren't true) but she also heard it was Draco who turned him in.
"So, why aren't you at lunch?" She actually was curious and not just making conversation.
He shrugged "I didn't feel like sitting with my house. They've been annoying lately... and I was curious to why you weren't there." He seemed hesitant(and almost scared) when he said the last part.
"what did you get on that test?"
"I got an 89, I made a stupid mistake. I wrote down a spell that would enhance the attack instead of repelling it." He shrugged at the look she gave him. "I didn't have my coffee that day"
They both laughed at that.
"So," Hermoine said, "did you want to study tonight? I know the N.E.W.T.S. aren't for months yet, but you can never be too prepared."
"Sure," he shrugged, "It's not like I have anything better to do."
She looked at her watch. "I have to get going. I don't want to be late for my next class" She grabbed her books and left the Head Common Room.
Draco followed her out. "What do you have?"
"Herbology. Professor Sprout is giving us a test. Sort of like a pre- N.E.W.T. thing. You?"
"History of Magic, but I'm not exactly sure what we're doing... I'll see you tonight" Draco said as he parted ways with Hermoine and as Harry and Ron came up.
"What were you doing with the ferret?!" Ron asked, not believing what he just seen. "You hate him, how can you stand walking with him?!"
Hermoine sighed. "We are both Heads of our Houses, we share the same common room," ;as well as a bathroom; she added silently, "we just figures we should try and get along." as she said this, she walked past them towards the greenhouse.
"What do you mean try to get along?! How could you get alone with that nasty, hateful, vile-"
Harry cut off his ranting; "Knock it off Ron. She's right. And if he's not insulting her, or us I must add, then we have no right to be angry with him."
Hermoine gave him a smile of appreciation.
Ron stopped talking, but he continued to sulk.
As they let Herbology, Ron said to Hermoine, "I'm sorry for acting like a jerk earlier, it's just that I don't trust him."
Hermoine nodded. "I understand. He has done some pretty awful stuff to us in the past. But I think he's changing, becoming a different person" And she truly believed that. Even though it was through their deal that he wasn't insulting them, it seemed that he was using that so it wouldn't be as obvious. A part of the back of her mind whispered 'and you want that to happen because you like him.'
'No, I don't. Just because he's hot and has the most amazing eyes I've ever seen doesn't mean I want him to be a good person just so I could allow myself to date him.'
'You love him' the back part of her mind said. And with that, she thought of the man she thought she had loved. Viktor Krum. Tears came to her eyes as the memory played out before her eyes.
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"Hurry 'Moine or you'll be late." Harry said as he handed Hermoine her bags. "You don't want to miss your flight."
Do you think he'll be surprised?" Hermoine asked, the excitement clear in her voice. He wasn't expecting her until tomorrow.
"Defiantly. And he'll be ecstatic to see you."
She gave Ron and Harry a quick hug before getting on her plane, and landing where she knew Viktor was staying for the holiday.
As she got to his place she nervously knocked on the door. It fell open, but there was no answer. She timidly stepped in. "Hello? Viktor? Are you here?" She received no answer, but she heard movement upstairs. She went up the stairs and stood in front of the door where the noise had come from. She slowly turned the knob and the door fell open.
There in the middle of the room was Viktor. He was making out with a topless girl who was most likely a girl from his school.
Viktor heard the door open and when he turned to see what it was he seen Hermoine with her shock, betrayal and hatred written clearly on her face.
Hermoniny.." he said as he got up, leaving the girl on the couch covering her chest, and walked over to her. She slapped him before he could say anything and ran out of the house and got back on the plane
~*~*~*~End Flashback~*~*~*~
Hermoine wiped the tears from her eyes.
"Hermoine, what's wrong?" Harry and Ron asked. There concern apparent on their attractive faces.
"Nothing. I just started thinking of last year, that's all."
They knew immediately what she was talking about. "Oh Hermoine..." They said as they each gave her a reassuring hug. "He was a bastard. He never deserved you in the first place." Ron said.
She gave him a small smile as they entered Potions.
"Great," Ron said under his breath, just loud enough for Harry and Hermoine to hear, "Snape twice in one day" then he noticed Draco entering the dungeon. "Oh, and Malfoy. Terrific."
((A/N: I'm not sure how their schedule works or anything so I'm just going to make it up as I go.))
Hermoine turned to see where Ron was looking. Draco looked up at her and she gave him a tiny smile before turning away and sitting near Ron and Harry.
"Good afternoon, class." Snape said, he was in a pretty good mood. "Today we are going to review a potion that will be very helpful to you when you take your N.E.W.T.S.
"I know some of you." he said looking at Longbottom, "Get very nervous on tests and that is why you fail. So we are going to make a calming drought, which you should have mastered in your first or second year, test it, and if it is successful, you may bottle it and save it so you can use it on your N.E.W.T.S.
"I won't give you the ingredients of the procedure. This is one of the simplest potions and you should be able to brew it without any problems.
"And since Mr. Malfoy's and Ms. Granger's partners are both out sick, you two will work together." He motioned for them to sit together and Malfoy quickly grabbed his stuff and sat next to Hermoine, who was relieved that she didn't have to be surrounded by Slytherine.
"Hey," he whispered as he sat down. She gave him a smile.
"You may begin." Snape said as he sat down at his desk.
Hermoine turned to Malfoy. "You remember how to make this, right?"
He nodded, "You wanna get the ingrediants while I star the cauldron."
"Sure," she said as she got up.
When she returned with the right ingredients Malfoy had the fire going and he had the procedure written down. "I just wanted to make sure it was right." he explained, handing her the parchment.
She looked it over quickly and nodded "It's right." She then reached for the moonstone, which needed ground into powder.
((A/N: I searched for a proper ingredient, but I couldn't find one so I improvised by using an ingredient from the Draught of Peace.))
However, at the same time, Malfoy reached for the same thing, (Neither of them were paying attention) and when their hands touched they jerked away. They laughed nervously, both of their faces flushed a little with embarrassment.
Ron seen this, and his face went red with anger and jealousy.
"Ron, what's wrong?"
Ron pointed to Malfoy and Hermoine, who were flirting like crazy. (even though neither of them realized it.) "I don't trust him'' he whispered.
Harry shook his head. "I think you're over reacting. Hermoine's a smart girl. There's no way she'd let Malfoy fool her... I think he might actually care for her."
"What?!" Ron couldn't believe what he was hearing. "He's hated her all those years calling her all those names and suddenly he decides to change and take interest in her? I don't think so I don't trust him." Harry just shook his head and continued to prepare the drought.
Ron and Harry weren't the only ones to notice the spark between Draco and Hermoine, Snape also watched them.
"You know this potion quite well, don't you Hermoine?" Draco commented as Hermoine quickly prepared the potion.
"Well, I get worked up easily, especially when it comes near time for finals or other big tests. Like right before the O.W.L's I couldn't sleep at night unless I took this drought."
When the drought was finished she put some in two viles for testing. Then she pulled a flask from her bag and filled it with the potion. She seen his curious look and explained. "I'm running low, and since we're making it now, I don't see why I shouldn't take advantage of it instead of making the potion again in less than a week."
He laughed. "True. That would be a waste." He grabbed the viles and took them to Snape.
"Keep them, you'll test them on yourselves near the end of class." Malfoy nodded and turned to go, Snape grabbed his arm. "Don't you think you're playing with fire, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Sir?"
"First you turn in your father n and now you are getting involved with a mudblood?"
"Sir, me and Hermoine aren't-"
Snape cut him off. "Don't you realize what your father will do if he finds out about this? And believe me he will. IT will be no problem for him to break out of Azkaban and come after you and Ms. Granger."
((A/N: There are no dementors))
"First of all, sir, me and Granger aren't involved. Secondly, I knew the consequences when I turned him in. I'm well aware of the situation, Professor."
With that, he turned around and returned to his seat next to Hermoine, who had busied herself with writing, now wanting Draco to know she had overheard his conversation with Snape. 'So he did turn his father in' she thought to herself.
"Yes, I turned him in" he said, as though reading her mind.
"What?" she asked, surprised that he said that.
"I know you heard me and Snape said. By accident, of course" he added a wink to the last part.
She laughed, clearly embarrassed that he knew she heard. "Was it a hard decision to make?"
"I'll tell you about it tonight. If you'd like. I don't want some of the Slytherins to know about it."
She nodded, completely understanding. She switched the topic and they started talking about Quiddich.
Soon it was time to test the droughts. Everybody's had worked efficiently, except for Longbottom's, who had accidentally added the ingredients in the wrong order.
Snape shook his head. "Five points from Gryffindor. Mr. Longbottom, you'd think after seven years in my class that you'd be able to at least prepare a simple drought." Neville hung his head and looked apologetically at the rest of his house. Snape sighed. "Class dismissed."
As Malfoy stood up and passed Hermoine (who was still sitting down) . He put his hand on her arm and whispered in her ear. "See you tonight." A chill went down her spine when she felt his warm breath on her neck.
When Ron and Harry caught up with her, Ron was fuming. "What the bloody hell where you doing?!"
"What?" Hermoine asked, she really didn't know what he was talking about.
"You were flirting like crazy with Malfoy. MALFOY for god's sake"
"What are you talking about?! I wasn't flirting, I was being friendly. I acted no differently with him than with you and Harry."
"But we're your best friends and he's your enemy. How can you treat us the same?"
"One," She lifted a finger, "He's not my enemy... not anymore. Two" another finger, "Who are you to tell me how I can treat or act around another person? Three," a third finger, "You're acting more like my enemy right now than he is." With that, she turned on her heel and stormed down the hallway towards the Great Hall.
Harry shook his head. "Can't you go one day without pissing her off?" He ran to catch up with Hermoine, leaving Ron alone in the hall.
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