Title: Awakened
Author: Emma
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters in this story. : ( Can I please have Draco? . No. Okay. *Pouts *
Summary: At the end of fifth year Hermoine Granger was killed by a death eater and her friends have decided to bring her back using powerful magic.
"Hermoine!" Lavender squealed bouncing on to her bed pulling her in a tight hug.
"Hi." Hermoine said quietly unsure how to take the girl's sudden actions.
"Oh my gosh look at you." Were they tears in Lavender's eyes!? No maybe her eyes were watering because of her very strong perfume. "It's really you."
"The one and only." Hermoine said bitterly, Lavender immediately frowned at her tone and Hermoine gave her a sweet smile. "It's good to see everyone."
"I'll say! When you were killed by that death eater, you must have suffered terribly."
Hermoine shrugged unsure how to answer the enquiring girl.
"I have to get Parvati, she's off snogging Dean. Dean can you believe it! Seamus will kill him, Parvati and Seamus only broke up two weeks ago! Did you hear about that? No. of course you didn't! Wait here I'll get all the girls!"
She obviously didn't see pure panic in her eyes, once the door shut Hermoine pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a blue sweater, sprinting out the door she crashed into someone.
"Harry!" She squeaked
He smiled softly. "Sneaking out Miss Granger?"
She gave a guilty smile. "Had to get away." She whispered.
He handing her something. "Your invisibility cloak?"
"Figured you'd need it more than me." She looked at him in awe, just when she had him down as oblivious, he went and proved her wrong. That was Harry for you full of surprises.
"Thank you." She took the cloak gratefully.
"No problem." He hugged her and she thought she felt him smell her hair. She shook it off, this was Harry, he didn't sniff her hair.
"I missed you." He said looking her in the eye.
"I missed you too." Pulling the cloak over her she vanished out of sight.
Out in the darkness of the night with everything still, no one watching Hermoine fell at ease with the silent night and soft breeze against her skin. She wrapped the cloak tighter around her like a safety blanket. She stopped at the lake and sat at the base of the large tree, with branches that, hung over the lake. Comfortable that she was alone and at peace she took off the cloak and folding it onto her lap and watched the moon light up the still lake. Fumbling for pebbles, she popped them into the stillness of the lake and ripples appeared. Leaning against the tree she rested her head. She thought about what Lavender said, you must have suffered why would she have suffered? Sure she had died a terrible death but after that. where she went, her soul, she was in bliss. She wasn't in pain, she wasn't suffering. She was at peace. Then she had it all taken away from her and she was dropped back into this unfamiliar place trying to scramble back to normality, when she was really lost. Lost and scared.
"Wishing you were dead again Granger?" A low voice said in her ear, she jumped in surprise facing Malfoy who was, on his hunkers, staring at her in amusement.
"I will be dead, next time you jump out from the darkness like that."
"Frighten you did I?" She ignored the question.
"You didn't answer my earlier question." He said slowly.
"What?" She said.
"Wish you were dead again?" His dangerous eyes glinted
"Why are you here?" Hermoine asked simply.
He didn't bat an eye "Potter is an idiot."
She glared at him "Harry is a wonderful person."
"A wonderfully selfish person." He argued.
"How do you recon?" She said confused.
"He brought you back from the dead cause he missed you, that's pretty selfish. Took you from heaven."
She looked at him brown eyes narrowing, "Heaven? How do you know I wasn't in some terrible place, hell is a bit extreme. But I could have been suffering and Harry could have saved me-
"He didn't though." Malfoy said in a knowing voice.
Her shoulders dropped "You would know this how?"
"You died, how could a goody-two-shoes, prissy, know it all-
"Is this going somewhere?"
"How could you not go to heaven." He said.
She turned away facing the river again, she would never tell him he was right. After all this was Draco Mafloy, arch enemy. even though all that seemed pretty pointless, childhood bully, she was beyond that. He stood up suddenly.
"See you around Granger."
She said nothing she just listened to the stillness and his footsteps as he walked away.
"Harry?" Ron appeared from behind Harry.
"What is it?" Harry asked curiously.
"I'm worried about Hermoine." Ron said his blue eyes wide.
"Why? What happened?" Harry asked concern flooding over him.
"Well the school is buzzing with news that she's back from the dead. This is going to be too much for her, you saw how she reacted yesterday in the great hall." Ron said worriedly.
"That's why I'm here." Ginny appeared beside Harry.
"Huh?" Ron asked stupidly.
"I thought we could have a group breakfast." She held up a basket with food stacked in it.
"Sounds great."
They all turned to Hermoine who was at the bottom of the steps in muggle jeans and a purple sweater, her hair in curls falling down her back.
Harry smiled softly, she looked beautiful. He would never under estimate how great his best friend is.
"Yeah it does."
Draco Malfoy watched Potter, Weasel, Weasel's sister and Granger walk through the grounds of Hogwarts, Granger looked frail and out of place with the happy teenagers. Potter took her hand and she smiled at him softly. Draco frowned that was certainly different. Or was it? It was quite obvious really, Potter being the one that came up with the idea of bringing her back. He also noticed how he looked at the girl, it was amusing and at the same time sickening, Potter and Granger. They would be the perfect happy couple, and Granger foolishly would oblige.
He knew what his plan was, what he had to do, he had to make Hermoine Granger see things his way. Make her understand the work of Voldemort and his father.
Hermoine waved goodbye to Harry and Ron as they made their way to the Quidditch pitch.
Ginny with a quick wave of her wand cleaned the remains of the picnic, she sat cross legged across from Hermoine. "So?"
"So?" Hermoine said eyebrows raised.
"What's it like being back." Ginny said eyes wide in wonderment.
"It's strange, but I'm glad to be back." Hermoine said a smile on her face she then took a bite of her apple.
"Well we're all happy to have you back."
"Didn't imagine I'd be so missed." Hermoine said honestly.
"No one thought it would ever happen, you know Harry always the hero, we were certain he would always protect you and Ron. So when you died and he couldn't help. well you know how it was with Cederic." Ginny said.
"Ginny do you still like Harry?" Hermoine asked curiously.
"No, I don't think so. He's got his eyes on some one else."
Hermoine nodded understanding. "Cho."
Ginny frowned "For someone so smart your pretty oblivious." She stood up and smiled softly and made her way back to the castle.
Hermoine watched her leave a confused look on her face.
"Granger!" A sharp voice interrupted her thoughts.
She turned her head to see, Malfoy his blond hair falling onto his face in almost an innocent appearance, blond hair gleaming in the sun, his silver eyes seemed dark and clouded.
"Malfoy, what did I do to deserve this pleasant surprise?" Sarcasm dripping in her voice.
He took no notice of the comment and dropped down onto the grass next to her.
Hermoine looked at him strangely, he took her apple out of her hand and took a big bite, munching on the fruit.
She frowned at him, she could not figure him out at all. She glanced around at the area and noticed that it was deserted,
"Are you lost?" She asked him.
"I don't think I'm the one whose lost." He said looking at her.
"Your right, I am lost, since when are we on speaking terms?!" She spat.
"Well after our little heart-to-heart the other night, yeah we are on speaking terms."
She laughed "Heart-to-heart?"
"Well what would you call it?"
"Umm. brief exchange of words?"
"So Granger are you in love with Potter?"
She looked shocked "Wh.What?! What did you say?"
He smirked enjoying the shock factor, "Well it's obvious how he feels. so is it unrequited?"
She held her head in the air "I have no idea what your talking about nor do I wish to discuss it."
He laughed, taking another bite of the apple he watched her. Her brown eyes were darting wildly as if she was lost in thought, long brown curls fell down her back. he had a strong urge to reach out and touch it, to see if it was as soft and silky as it looked.
"Was life always this complicated?" She asked softly almost in a whisper, she leant back against the tree, he did the same, their shoulders touching.
Hermoine frowned at the contact made, and waited for him to jerk away and make a comment about dirty mudbloods, he remained silent however.
"Always Granger. Always."
"Hermoine!" Harry nudged the girl next to him and she flinched away from him.
"What?" She looked anxious and on edge.
"You okay?" He asked genuinely concerned
"Yeah, I'm just a bit off today. I don't think I wrote enough for the history assignment."
Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm sure you did enough."
Ron munched on his toast, "You coming to the match today."
"Of course I'll be front row cheering on the two best players on the Gryfindor players."
Ron blushed, he was proud to become the Gryfindor keeper.
"Great." Harry grinned at her green eyes smiling.
Hermoine smiled, was Malfoy right, everyone else seemed to be hinting to her that's how he felt. She wasn't sure, it was Harry after all, best friend Harry. Could she see him as more than that?
"What do I have food on my face?" He asked wiping his mouth.
She chuckled, "No, it's nothing never mind."
Hermoine realised she was late for the prefect meeting, she cringed that would not look good. Hermoine Granger late for a meeting. She could always use the time turner, no she could do this without magic. Grabbing parchment and a quill she shoved it into a small carry back then slung it over her shoulder she glanced at her appearance.
Her hair was in a messy pony strands of hair falling around her face, she wore light lip gloss and a small bit of mascara, she wore a white string top and Levi jeans. She didn't really care, after all the old Hermoine never would, school was much more important.
She smiled remembering the forth year ball she did find that night important, she wanted to prove that even for a night she could look like a girl, dare she even say it. pretty? Maybe not as Lavender or Ginny. But she wasn't ugly. shaking her head she rid her head of all thoughts and wrung her hands nervously. What was she doing taking on such a huge responsibility as prefect.
Knowing that it was too late now to change her mind she ran to the students meeting office.
Draco Malfoy propped his head on his hand, he should know better than to slouch but, he didn't care after all he was more important than anyone in this room. A Hufflepuff prefect girl smiled at him, he narrowed his eyes at her and sneered, she took the hint and turned away.
This year's head girl was talking away about this years student plan, going through schedules and boring instructions and rules. Draco would much rather be out on the quidditch pitch with his team practicing for the Quidditch cup.
To make matters even less fun, there was an empty seat next to his, Hermoine's, he thought he could have spent this meeting pulling her hair, or making quiet comments that made her cheeks turn red and her brown hazel eyes flicker dangerously, he loved making her angry.
The door opened, and every one turned to see Granger standing there, looking gorgeous, her cheeks slightly pink from the running and obvious embarrassment from being late.
"Sorry." She mumbled,
Her eyes narrowed when she realised the only other seat was the one next to Malfoy. She looked at him cautiously then dropped down next to him.
"Your late." He hissed smirking.
"You catch on quick." She snapped annoyed.
"Necking with Potter delay you."
"What business of it is yours?"
"Ah no denying I see."
"Would it matter if I did?" She asked not very interested.
"No, Granger it wouldn't."
"Do you no what continuously amazes me?" She asked a small curve of her lips.
"Tell me, please I'm dieing to know."
"Why the hell your still talking to me!" She spat angrily.
"Listen if you and lover boy had an argument you should not take it out on me." He smiled innocently.
"Oh, but you seem so willing, if your not careful I will severely hurt you and you won't be able to have children."
He raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything, there was no way he was going to risk his manhood.
"Well did you hear that. silence. no come back from Draco Malfoy. my mouth is open with shock." She hissed.
"Yeah well enjoy it cause it doesn't happen that often." He sneered.
"Aw I'm sorry did I hurt your feelings." She said sarcastically.
"No after all you did say that I was dead inside, but I suppose you could relate. After all dead for four months, the world was a better place." He glared coldly at her.
She suddenly shot up out of her seat, cheeks red.
"Hermoine?" Alison the head girl asked her gently.
Hermoine grabbed her things and ran out of the room.
Draco sunk into his seat, everyone was staring at them, Dean Thomas the Gryfindor prefect was glaring at him. Great this was going to get back to Weasel and Potter, that's just what he needed them up on his back. He too jumped out of his chair "Emergency." He hissed, then ran after Granger.
He didn't have to go to far, she had obviously fallen and was in the midst of picking up her things. He rolled his eyes, "Granger." He said, she looked up staring daggers at him. He walked over-
"That's close enough thank you very much." She pulled out her wand and held it up.
Her eyes were stormy and were enough of a warning. "Listen I didn't come to fight." She narrowed her eyes "What do you want?"
He frowned, what did he want, why was he standing here. Did he feel guilty? No. Surely not. "I came out because I don't see why you should get to skip that boring meeting and I shouldn't."
She shook her head, "You are unbelievable do you know that! I mean augh! Augh! Have you got any human decency?"
"Hey, I'm offended, really, I have human decency but you. you're a mudblood." He spat.
From past events he should have seen what was coming next her right fist connecting with his nose. Crack! "You broke my nose."
Her face fell opps. She hadn't meant to break it, she just wanted to hurt him. "Well I'm sorry but you pissed me off!" She argued, and grimaced as blood flowed from his nose.
He groaned "It hurts you know!"
"I'm sorry!" She edged closer
"Stay away! Don't touch me." He said
"Oh you big baby." She took out a tissue "Tilt your head back!" She frowned there was a lot of blood. "Maybe you should go to the hospital wing."
"No I don't need Pomfrey nursing me."
"You just don't want her to know that you got your nose broken by a girl." She grinned
"I can't see you know cause my head is tilted back but you can wipe that smirk off your face okay?!" Hermoine frowned
"How did you know- never mind has it stopped bleeding?"
"Yeah."
"Okay then a simple spell will fix your nose. C'mon library time."
He groaned.
"It can't hurt that bad!"
"No, it's just a library with Hermoine Granger, never thought I would be damned to such a curse."
"Shut up or do you want a black eye?"
"Where did you learn to hit like that?"
"I don't know, when it comes to you Malfoy it seems like the perfect impulse."
"Aw, Granger I'm touched that I bring out the violent streak in you."
"I am seriously considering a black eye, it would really suit your personality."
They both silenced them selves under the stare of Madam Pince, it didn't take that long for Hermoine to find the section she was looking for.
"Ah still remember." She smiled to herself, the library still had this amazing affect to calm, her the books continued to amaze her every time.
Draco Malfoy watched Hermoine look around the library as if tracing her memory of all the moments she had spent here, she ran her hand over the top of one of the study tables.
He coughed, "Sorry to break this little reunion but there is the matter of my nose."
She looked up as if only remembering that she was in his presence "Oh right!" She then turned on her heal drumming her fingers against the covers of some books.
Around five minutes later, "Found it!" She said gleefully.
He sighed "It's about time Granger, death slowed you down."
"Do you really want to be talking like that while I have this wand in my hand." She snapped angrily, the wand held in her tight fist.
He gave her a sheepish look, "Let's get this over with then."
She pointed her hand at his nose, and under her breath she whispered the healing spell softly.
A moment later Draco put a hand to his nose, tapping it gently he then wiggled it. Hermoine giggled.
He frowned, "What's so funny?"
"Nothing. just the way you wiggled your nose."
"Granger you are so strange."
"Yeah well you're a stupid ferret."
He towered over her, "Don't call me that."
"Why not? The memory is etched on my brain forever."
"Mudblood."
"Death eater."
They were glaring at each, silver eyes gleaming and cold. deep chestnut brown eyes, alive and sparkling.
This felt all too familiar, she had done this so many times, name calling and bickering like children. It was amusing winding him up sometimes but he could be a real prat.
"I hate you." They said at the same time.
"Do you know what for a while there I thought you were ok. Shows how wrong one person can be."
"Granger please I am going to cry let me break out the violins, let's get one thing straight here. We are not friends."
"Agreed."
Something, right there changed between Draco Malfoy and Hermoine Granger.
Draco looked at Hermoine his eyes slightly narrowed as if he was trying to understand something important. Her eyes widened at the smouldering look he was giving her and he cupped her face with his hands and pulled her to him. He drunk her in, kissing her mouth gently, tasting her she parted her lips kissing him back. His hand slid to her waist and he let himself enjoy the feel of their bodies pressed against each other. The feel of the warmth of her sweet skin he could smell the floral scent of the shampoo she used. She rested her hand on his chest leaning into him. As he gently rubbed his tongue against hers, calming her.
Hermoine never felt more alive.
A/N: Thank you to my reviewers! I was so chuffed! Thanks for all your kind words! Especially Mya14, cos I read your story and you just rock. Thank you all once again. I am really trying to keep them in character. If you have any suggestions to where I should take this I love suggestions. Remember I am a first time Harry Potter fic writer, so go easy on me if I don't know any of the spells or the library woman's name right! I'm really trying : )
Author: Emma
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters in this story. : ( Can I please have Draco? . No. Okay. *Pouts *
Summary: At the end of fifth year Hermoine Granger was killed by a death eater and her friends have decided to bring her back using powerful magic.
"Hermoine!" Lavender squealed bouncing on to her bed pulling her in a tight hug.
"Hi." Hermoine said quietly unsure how to take the girl's sudden actions.
"Oh my gosh look at you." Were they tears in Lavender's eyes!? No maybe her eyes were watering because of her very strong perfume. "It's really you."
"The one and only." Hermoine said bitterly, Lavender immediately frowned at her tone and Hermoine gave her a sweet smile. "It's good to see everyone."
"I'll say! When you were killed by that death eater, you must have suffered terribly."
Hermoine shrugged unsure how to answer the enquiring girl.
"I have to get Parvati, she's off snogging Dean. Dean can you believe it! Seamus will kill him, Parvati and Seamus only broke up two weeks ago! Did you hear about that? No. of course you didn't! Wait here I'll get all the girls!"
She obviously didn't see pure panic in her eyes, once the door shut Hermoine pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a blue sweater, sprinting out the door she crashed into someone.
"Harry!" She squeaked
He smiled softly. "Sneaking out Miss Granger?"
She gave a guilty smile. "Had to get away." She whispered.
He handing her something. "Your invisibility cloak?"
"Figured you'd need it more than me." She looked at him in awe, just when she had him down as oblivious, he went and proved her wrong. That was Harry for you full of surprises.
"Thank you." She took the cloak gratefully.
"No problem." He hugged her and she thought she felt him smell her hair. She shook it off, this was Harry, he didn't sniff her hair.
"I missed you." He said looking her in the eye.
"I missed you too." Pulling the cloak over her she vanished out of sight.
Out in the darkness of the night with everything still, no one watching Hermoine fell at ease with the silent night and soft breeze against her skin. She wrapped the cloak tighter around her like a safety blanket. She stopped at the lake and sat at the base of the large tree, with branches that, hung over the lake. Comfortable that she was alone and at peace she took off the cloak and folding it onto her lap and watched the moon light up the still lake. Fumbling for pebbles, she popped them into the stillness of the lake and ripples appeared. Leaning against the tree she rested her head. She thought about what Lavender said, you must have suffered why would she have suffered? Sure she had died a terrible death but after that. where she went, her soul, she was in bliss. She wasn't in pain, she wasn't suffering. She was at peace. Then she had it all taken away from her and she was dropped back into this unfamiliar place trying to scramble back to normality, when she was really lost. Lost and scared.
"Wishing you were dead again Granger?" A low voice said in her ear, she jumped in surprise facing Malfoy who was, on his hunkers, staring at her in amusement.
"I will be dead, next time you jump out from the darkness like that."
"Frighten you did I?" She ignored the question.
"You didn't answer my earlier question." He said slowly.
"What?" She said.
"Wish you were dead again?" His dangerous eyes glinted
"Why are you here?" Hermoine asked simply.
He didn't bat an eye "Potter is an idiot."
She glared at him "Harry is a wonderful person."
"A wonderfully selfish person." He argued.
"How do you recon?" She said confused.
"He brought you back from the dead cause he missed you, that's pretty selfish. Took you from heaven."
She looked at him brown eyes narrowing, "Heaven? How do you know I wasn't in some terrible place, hell is a bit extreme. But I could have been suffering and Harry could have saved me-
"He didn't though." Malfoy said in a knowing voice.
Her shoulders dropped "You would know this how?"
"You died, how could a goody-two-shoes, prissy, know it all-
"Is this going somewhere?"
"How could you not go to heaven." He said.
She turned away facing the river again, she would never tell him he was right. After all this was Draco Mafloy, arch enemy. even though all that seemed pretty pointless, childhood bully, she was beyond that. He stood up suddenly.
"See you around Granger."
She said nothing she just listened to the stillness and his footsteps as he walked away.
"Harry?" Ron appeared from behind Harry.
"What is it?" Harry asked curiously.
"I'm worried about Hermoine." Ron said his blue eyes wide.
"Why? What happened?" Harry asked concern flooding over him.
"Well the school is buzzing with news that she's back from the dead. This is going to be too much for her, you saw how she reacted yesterday in the great hall." Ron said worriedly.
"That's why I'm here." Ginny appeared beside Harry.
"Huh?" Ron asked stupidly.
"I thought we could have a group breakfast." She held up a basket with food stacked in it.
"Sounds great."
They all turned to Hermoine who was at the bottom of the steps in muggle jeans and a purple sweater, her hair in curls falling down her back.
Harry smiled softly, she looked beautiful. He would never under estimate how great his best friend is.
"Yeah it does."
Draco Malfoy watched Potter, Weasel, Weasel's sister and Granger walk through the grounds of Hogwarts, Granger looked frail and out of place with the happy teenagers. Potter took her hand and she smiled at him softly. Draco frowned that was certainly different. Or was it? It was quite obvious really, Potter being the one that came up with the idea of bringing her back. He also noticed how he looked at the girl, it was amusing and at the same time sickening, Potter and Granger. They would be the perfect happy couple, and Granger foolishly would oblige.
He knew what his plan was, what he had to do, he had to make Hermoine Granger see things his way. Make her understand the work of Voldemort and his father.
Hermoine waved goodbye to Harry and Ron as they made their way to the Quidditch pitch.
Ginny with a quick wave of her wand cleaned the remains of the picnic, she sat cross legged across from Hermoine. "So?"
"So?" Hermoine said eyebrows raised.
"What's it like being back." Ginny said eyes wide in wonderment.
"It's strange, but I'm glad to be back." Hermoine said a smile on her face she then took a bite of her apple.
"Well we're all happy to have you back."
"Didn't imagine I'd be so missed." Hermoine said honestly.
"No one thought it would ever happen, you know Harry always the hero, we were certain he would always protect you and Ron. So when you died and he couldn't help. well you know how it was with Cederic." Ginny said.
"Ginny do you still like Harry?" Hermoine asked curiously.
"No, I don't think so. He's got his eyes on some one else."
Hermoine nodded understanding. "Cho."
Ginny frowned "For someone so smart your pretty oblivious." She stood up and smiled softly and made her way back to the castle.
Hermoine watched her leave a confused look on her face.
"Granger!" A sharp voice interrupted her thoughts.
She turned her head to see, Malfoy his blond hair falling onto his face in almost an innocent appearance, blond hair gleaming in the sun, his silver eyes seemed dark and clouded.
"Malfoy, what did I do to deserve this pleasant surprise?" Sarcasm dripping in her voice.
He took no notice of the comment and dropped down onto the grass next to her.
Hermoine looked at him strangely, he took her apple out of her hand and took a big bite, munching on the fruit.
She frowned at him, she could not figure him out at all. She glanced around at the area and noticed that it was deserted,
"Are you lost?" She asked him.
"I don't think I'm the one whose lost." He said looking at her.
"Your right, I am lost, since when are we on speaking terms?!" She spat.
"Well after our little heart-to-heart the other night, yeah we are on speaking terms."
She laughed "Heart-to-heart?"
"Well what would you call it?"
"Umm. brief exchange of words?"
"So Granger are you in love with Potter?"
She looked shocked "Wh.What?! What did you say?"
He smirked enjoying the shock factor, "Well it's obvious how he feels. so is it unrequited?"
She held her head in the air "I have no idea what your talking about nor do I wish to discuss it."
He laughed, taking another bite of the apple he watched her. Her brown eyes were darting wildly as if she was lost in thought, long brown curls fell down her back. he had a strong urge to reach out and touch it, to see if it was as soft and silky as it looked.
"Was life always this complicated?" She asked softly almost in a whisper, she leant back against the tree, he did the same, their shoulders touching.
Hermoine frowned at the contact made, and waited for him to jerk away and make a comment about dirty mudbloods, he remained silent however.
"Always Granger. Always."
"Hermoine!" Harry nudged the girl next to him and she flinched away from him.
"What?" She looked anxious and on edge.
"You okay?" He asked genuinely concerned
"Yeah, I'm just a bit off today. I don't think I wrote enough for the history assignment."
Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm sure you did enough."
Ron munched on his toast, "You coming to the match today."
"Of course I'll be front row cheering on the two best players on the Gryfindor players."
Ron blushed, he was proud to become the Gryfindor keeper.
"Great." Harry grinned at her green eyes smiling.
Hermoine smiled, was Malfoy right, everyone else seemed to be hinting to her that's how he felt. She wasn't sure, it was Harry after all, best friend Harry. Could she see him as more than that?
"What do I have food on my face?" He asked wiping his mouth.
She chuckled, "No, it's nothing never mind."
Hermoine realised she was late for the prefect meeting, she cringed that would not look good. Hermoine Granger late for a meeting. She could always use the time turner, no she could do this without magic. Grabbing parchment and a quill she shoved it into a small carry back then slung it over her shoulder she glanced at her appearance.
Her hair was in a messy pony strands of hair falling around her face, she wore light lip gloss and a small bit of mascara, she wore a white string top and Levi jeans. She didn't really care, after all the old Hermoine never would, school was much more important.
She smiled remembering the forth year ball she did find that night important, she wanted to prove that even for a night she could look like a girl, dare she even say it. pretty? Maybe not as Lavender or Ginny. But she wasn't ugly. shaking her head she rid her head of all thoughts and wrung her hands nervously. What was she doing taking on such a huge responsibility as prefect.
Knowing that it was too late now to change her mind she ran to the students meeting office.
Draco Malfoy propped his head on his hand, he should know better than to slouch but, he didn't care after all he was more important than anyone in this room. A Hufflepuff prefect girl smiled at him, he narrowed his eyes at her and sneered, she took the hint and turned away.
This year's head girl was talking away about this years student plan, going through schedules and boring instructions and rules. Draco would much rather be out on the quidditch pitch with his team practicing for the Quidditch cup.
To make matters even less fun, there was an empty seat next to his, Hermoine's, he thought he could have spent this meeting pulling her hair, or making quiet comments that made her cheeks turn red and her brown hazel eyes flicker dangerously, he loved making her angry.
The door opened, and every one turned to see Granger standing there, looking gorgeous, her cheeks slightly pink from the running and obvious embarrassment from being late.
"Sorry." She mumbled,
Her eyes narrowed when she realised the only other seat was the one next to Malfoy. She looked at him cautiously then dropped down next to him.
"Your late." He hissed smirking.
"You catch on quick." She snapped annoyed.
"Necking with Potter delay you."
"What business of it is yours?"
"Ah no denying I see."
"Would it matter if I did?" She asked not very interested.
"No, Granger it wouldn't."
"Do you no what continuously amazes me?" She asked a small curve of her lips.
"Tell me, please I'm dieing to know."
"Why the hell your still talking to me!" She spat angrily.
"Listen if you and lover boy had an argument you should not take it out on me." He smiled innocently.
"Oh, but you seem so willing, if your not careful I will severely hurt you and you won't be able to have children."
He raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything, there was no way he was going to risk his manhood.
"Well did you hear that. silence. no come back from Draco Malfoy. my mouth is open with shock." She hissed.
"Yeah well enjoy it cause it doesn't happen that often." He sneered.
"Aw I'm sorry did I hurt your feelings." She said sarcastically.
"No after all you did say that I was dead inside, but I suppose you could relate. After all dead for four months, the world was a better place." He glared coldly at her.
She suddenly shot up out of her seat, cheeks red.
"Hermoine?" Alison the head girl asked her gently.
Hermoine grabbed her things and ran out of the room.
Draco sunk into his seat, everyone was staring at them, Dean Thomas the Gryfindor prefect was glaring at him. Great this was going to get back to Weasel and Potter, that's just what he needed them up on his back. He too jumped out of his chair "Emergency." He hissed, then ran after Granger.
He didn't have to go to far, she had obviously fallen and was in the midst of picking up her things. He rolled his eyes, "Granger." He said, she looked up staring daggers at him. He walked over-
"That's close enough thank you very much." She pulled out her wand and held it up.
Her eyes were stormy and were enough of a warning. "Listen I didn't come to fight." She narrowed her eyes "What do you want?"
He frowned, what did he want, why was he standing here. Did he feel guilty? No. Surely not. "I came out because I don't see why you should get to skip that boring meeting and I shouldn't."
She shook her head, "You are unbelievable do you know that! I mean augh! Augh! Have you got any human decency?"
"Hey, I'm offended, really, I have human decency but you. you're a mudblood." He spat.
From past events he should have seen what was coming next her right fist connecting with his nose. Crack! "You broke my nose."
Her face fell opps. She hadn't meant to break it, she just wanted to hurt him. "Well I'm sorry but you pissed me off!" She argued, and grimaced as blood flowed from his nose.
He groaned "It hurts you know!"
"I'm sorry!" She edged closer
"Stay away! Don't touch me." He said
"Oh you big baby." She took out a tissue "Tilt your head back!" She frowned there was a lot of blood. "Maybe you should go to the hospital wing."
"No I don't need Pomfrey nursing me."
"You just don't want her to know that you got your nose broken by a girl." She grinned
"I can't see you know cause my head is tilted back but you can wipe that smirk off your face okay?!" Hermoine frowned
"How did you know- never mind has it stopped bleeding?"
"Yeah."
"Okay then a simple spell will fix your nose. C'mon library time."
He groaned.
"It can't hurt that bad!"
"No, it's just a library with Hermoine Granger, never thought I would be damned to such a curse."
"Shut up or do you want a black eye?"
"Where did you learn to hit like that?"
"I don't know, when it comes to you Malfoy it seems like the perfect impulse."
"Aw, Granger I'm touched that I bring out the violent streak in you."
"I am seriously considering a black eye, it would really suit your personality."
They both silenced them selves under the stare of Madam Pince, it didn't take that long for Hermoine to find the section she was looking for.
"Ah still remember." She smiled to herself, the library still had this amazing affect to calm, her the books continued to amaze her every time.
Draco Malfoy watched Hermoine look around the library as if tracing her memory of all the moments she had spent here, she ran her hand over the top of one of the study tables.
He coughed, "Sorry to break this little reunion but there is the matter of my nose."
She looked up as if only remembering that she was in his presence "Oh right!" She then turned on her heal drumming her fingers against the covers of some books.
Around five minutes later, "Found it!" She said gleefully.
He sighed "It's about time Granger, death slowed you down."
"Do you really want to be talking like that while I have this wand in my hand." She snapped angrily, the wand held in her tight fist.
He gave her a sheepish look, "Let's get this over with then."
She pointed her hand at his nose, and under her breath she whispered the healing spell softly.
A moment later Draco put a hand to his nose, tapping it gently he then wiggled it. Hermoine giggled.
He frowned, "What's so funny?"
"Nothing. just the way you wiggled your nose."
"Granger you are so strange."
"Yeah well you're a stupid ferret."
He towered over her, "Don't call me that."
"Why not? The memory is etched on my brain forever."
"Mudblood."
"Death eater."
They were glaring at each, silver eyes gleaming and cold. deep chestnut brown eyes, alive and sparkling.
This felt all too familiar, she had done this so many times, name calling and bickering like children. It was amusing winding him up sometimes but he could be a real prat.
"I hate you." They said at the same time.
"Do you know what for a while there I thought you were ok. Shows how wrong one person can be."
"Granger please I am going to cry let me break out the violins, let's get one thing straight here. We are not friends."
"Agreed."
Something, right there changed between Draco Malfoy and Hermoine Granger.
Draco looked at Hermoine his eyes slightly narrowed as if he was trying to understand something important. Her eyes widened at the smouldering look he was giving her and he cupped her face with his hands and pulled her to him. He drunk her in, kissing her mouth gently, tasting her she parted her lips kissing him back. His hand slid to her waist and he let himself enjoy the feel of their bodies pressed against each other. The feel of the warmth of her sweet skin he could smell the floral scent of the shampoo she used. She rested her hand on his chest leaning into him. As he gently rubbed his tongue against hers, calming her.
Hermoine never felt more alive.
A/N: Thank you to my reviewers! I was so chuffed! Thanks for all your kind words! Especially Mya14, cos I read your story and you just rock. Thank you all once again. I am really trying to keep them in character. If you have any suggestions to where I should take this I love suggestions. Remember I am a first time Harry Potter fic writer, so go easy on me if I don't know any of the spells or the library woman's name right! I'm really trying : )