Well here's chapter 2 as promised. Thank you so much too Laura and
lullaby87 and treble1. Your words of encouragement are greatly appreciated!
Once again, Harry Potter does not belong to me. It belongs to J.K. Rowling
and her wonderful team of lawyers and all those other wonderful people!
It was a sunny spring day at Hogwarts. After an especially harsh winter and an even harsher school syllabus all of Hogwarts students were looking towards their spring break. The first years were in a flurry as they scrambled to get their things together so they didn't miss the Hogwarts Express and were stuck there for another week. The second years, a little bit wiser then the first years took their time and were excited that they were going back home. The third years were highly upset that they couldn't do the things the fourth year students were allowed to do. The fourth year students were elated and didn't miss a chance to rub it in the third year's faces that they had more privileges then them. The fifth year students rolled their eyes at the fourth years antics. The sixth years wished they could be seven year students so they could be finished with Hogwarts! And the seventh year students wished they were back in first year because after they returned from spring break they would be taking their N.E.W.T.S and then, graduation.
"Harry! HARRY!" a young man with flaming red hair yelled at his friend. "HARRY! Will you hurry it up and get ready! The carriages will be here any minute and all the good will be taken!"
"Keep your knickers on Ron, I'm coming!" Harry yelled back trailing after his lanky friend. He had with him his trunk and his owl and his robes were billowing behind him. Just as he was rounding the corner he ran right into Ron who stopped in his tracks.
"RON! What's your problem?" Harry demanded trying to see why Ron had stopped so abruptly.
"They're at it again." He whispered to Harry.
"Oh no, not again. What is it this time?" Harry said sighing in defeat.
"I'm not sure but whatever it is, it seems to be serious." Ron replied.
"Its always serious between those two. And I thought our little rows with him were bad." Harry replied back.
"Malfoy for the last time, quit taking points from Neville! He said he was sorry and he didn't mean to!"
"I've got Longbottom germs on me. They'll probably never come out now and I just BOUGHT these robes!"
"Oh for the love of! Malfoy you just cant take off 342 points because that's how much you spent for them! Its unjustifiable!"
"What's unjustifiable is having these beautiful robes being thrown out in the trash because LongBottom cant watch where hes going!"
"Neville! 10 points taken off for bumping into Malfoy! I hope you're satisfied with that!"
"10 points! Hermione but!" Neville started but seeing the fierce glare she sent him he stopped and responded. "10 points seems fair..."
"See were all happy now! Happy happy happy happy HAPPY!" Hermione shrieked at Draco.
"I wonder if she's happy?" Ron muttered to Harry.
"You know what Granger?" Draco asked.
"I know everything Malfoy, what could you possible have to tell me?" She shot back.
"I'm not happy."
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!"
After the little scene between Hermione and Draco, the students disbanded and made their way to the carriages that would take them back to the express. Well except for one of them. Hermione struggled to get her things together in a timely fashion. You see, Easter Holiday completely eluded her because she was too busy with her Head Girl duties and the N.E.W.T.S that were coming up and Malfoy being an arse and Harry being worried about Voldemort and Ron's not so secret crush on her and she was at her wits end!
So it wasn't really surprising that she missed the carriages that would have taken her to the express that would have taken her home where she would have seen her parents and her family. And it was all one persons fault. If you think about it, it was really her fault because she didn't take enough time for herself. Have some down time, some R&R as the muggles like to say. But her being Hermione and him being Draco it was only right to blame him for her problems.
Muggleborn wizards and witches being ostracized because they weren't born from wizarding families, Malfoys fault. Harry constantly having nightmares and sleepless nights because Dracos' father was apart of Lord Voldermorts inner circle, Malfoys fault. Neville Longbottom accidentally running into Malfoy in the hallways because he was flirting with one of the 6th years. Malfoys fault. So she reasoned with herself everything that was wrong in her life was completely linked to Draco. So its only fair that she blame him for everything. It was a comfort zone to her one she didn't intend on leaving for quite the while.
Draco Malfoy was in a horrible mood. No he was in an awful, nasty, horrid, ghastly mood! All because of one impossible Head Girl. If she would have just let him take the 342 points away from Longbottom then he wouldn't have missed the carriage that would have taken him to the express that would have taken him home where he would do away with this place until he returned. But no, he was stuck here for the entire week and to make matters worse, he was stuck here with HER, Granger. Everything was her fault he deduced. If she had just realized that he was indeed superior to her in every way then life would run smoothly as it intended for him.
It was her fault he was second best in school. She just HAD to prove to everybody that just because she was muggleborn she could be better then most kids here who had come from a long line of wizarding families. She just had to be friends with Potter and Weasley who acted like her two personal bodyguards. She just had to rub it in his face that SHE made head girl and he made head boy so they had to put away their differences in order to keep their respective privileges. And besides which highly influential college would take somebody who forfeited their prestigious position because of fighting and bickering.
Sighing in aggravation he made his way to his dorm in huffelpuff. Yes that's right, his own private personal dorm was in huffelpuff. He couldn't have been placed in his own house, Slytherin, or the second best Ravenclaw, Hell even bloody Gryffindor would be better then, then this hell! They were a bunch of bloody idiots the lot of them were! Barking out the password, he marched his way to his dorm cursing the day Hermione Granger ever came to Hogwarts.
Day 1.
There were a few teachers left as well with a few handful of students. To promote inner house unity cough bullshit cough as Draco added, they instead decided to use one big table for all their meals. Draco and Hermione did their best to sit far away from each other but it was hard considering everybody was sitting towards Dumbledore podium and he himself was sitting at the head of the table so they sucked it up, and sat across from each other.
"Its so wonderful that we can all partake in the time..." Dumbledore started, addressing the staff and students.
Hermione and Draco both rolled their eyes at him because it wasn't wonderful and it sure as hell wasn't merry that they were here. They wanted to be home. They wanted to be away from Hogwarts and furthermore, they wanted to be away from each other as far and fast as possible.
"Don't forget now, even in this time and day things happen for a reason, there are no good and bad reasons, they just happen. There are omens all around and if you follow your heart and listen to your head the world shall be yours! And with that, I conclude my speech, eat everybody Eat! Enjoy and Eat!" Dumbledore finished with a clap of his hands and the food appeared on the table.
Day 2
Hermione was sitting by the great lake sketching out the whomping willow that she saw over the horizon. The wind tickled the tiny curls on the back of her neck as she raised her arms up to the sky and stretched. Cracking her neck from side to side. She was about to crack her knuckles until she heard rustling coming from behind her.
"So YOU were making those horrible noises. Here I was trying to enjoy a nice nap outside and you had to ruin it by...what were you doing again Granger?" Draco started as he stood over her looking down.
Hermione shielded her eyes from the sun with her hands as she looked up to the very tall form of one Draco Malfoy. Smirking in return she stood up and cracked her one set of knuckles. "This sound Malfoy?"
Draco visibly shuddered with repulsion as he saw Hermione crack her knuckles. "Stop that."
"Oh poor baby, doesn't like it when I crack my knuckles hmmm?" Hermione teased him.
"Granger I'm warning you, I'm going to break every bone in your body if you don't knock it off!" Draco threatened back.
"But if you do that Malfoy, then your going to have to hear all my bones breaking and if you cant stand it when I crack my knuckles then HOW are you going to get over that?" She finished smartly.
"Shut up Granger. Smart-ass" He mumbled before plopping down on the ground.
"Do you mind?" Hermione asked.
"No not at all. Wait...mind what?"
"I was occupying this space."
"Oh...well in that case you won't mind if I finish taking my nap here would you?"
"As long as you don't start snoring then nap wherever you want. Just leave me alone!" She finished in a huff.
Hermione sat back down again picking up her pencil and pad. She started to sketch becoming oblivious to Draco beside her.
Draco though, cradled his head in his hands and was lying on his back enjoying his catnap. Every now and then he would open his one eye and check up on the bushy haired girl sitting next to him. She seemed to be scribbling furiously on that pad of paper she had.
"Granger..." Draco began but was cut off when Hermione yelped at loud.
"I thought you were sleeping!" She declared.
"You thought wrong, cease your scribbling, it's interrupting my nap time."
Hermione glared at him as he closed his eyes again. Smirking for a moment she put down her pad and pencil and cracked her knuckles. His eyes opened wide and had this crazed look to them.
"What did I tell you about NOT doing that Granger. Are you mental or something?"
"Oh yes Malfoy, I'm completely Mental. That's why I've got the top ranking in school and you only come in second."
"Shut up Granger."
"You know, everything was just fine until you opened up your big mouth. Cant you take your nap elsewhere, like maybe in the bog of eternal stench." She finished with a haughty tone.
"Bog of what Granger?! There is no bog of eternal stench here on Hogwarts! I'm beginning to think you really ARE mental." He replied looking at her weird.
"Its from a movie Malfoy. Oh why am I trying to explain this to YOU of all people. Mr. Pureblood wizard himself!" she stated in huff as she gathered her things together making to leave.
"Moo-ve? Whats a moo-ve?" He asked bewildered.
With her back facing him she counted to three then turned around. "No not MOO-VE its Movie. Don't accentuate the extra 'O'. You sound like a cow. Now if you'll excuse me good day! And with that she made her way back to Hogwarts Castle leaving Draco out there to finish with his nap.
Day 3
Draco swore underneath his breath as he looked in a dictionary for the word 'cow'. He was currently sitting in one of the library's big comfy chairs. His one leg rested on his thigh as his elbow rested on the table with his thumb stroking his chin and the big red book on his lap. He leafed through the pages with fervor trying to find out what a 'Cow' was. What did it do, what was it purpose, what is this 'Methane' that emits from it.
And that's how Hermione found him a little while ago when she decided to sit down and draw him from afar. She'd been sketching him for 20 minutes or so before she took a break and cracked her knuckles. Draco looked up with that crazed expression he had on his face from the other day and looked around wildly again.
Hermione swore underneath her breath and with much haste, hightailed her way back to her dorm in Ravenclaw.
Day 4
It was a rainy day at Hogwarts. The wind was blowing and the rain was pouring down in sheets. Hermione was at the library again trying to sketch in the rest of Draco's face. Since she had to curtail it out of there quickly she only had time to do his outline. She was so absorbed into her work she didn't hear the footsteps that that stopped right in front of her table.
Draco noticed Hermione sitting there scribbling in that pad of hers. He too was in the library looking up more information of Cows. Fascinating creatures. He never knew that they had three stomachs and that if you don't milk them they can get quite ornery. And this cow tipping trend. The muggle world was interesting to say the least. Seeing a most opportune moment he crept up to her and with a loud shout he saw her jump 3 feet in the air.
"GRANGER!" Was all Hermione heard as she jumped right out of her seat. Putting a hand to her heart that was hammering inside, she glared up at Draco.
"Very cute Malfoy."
"Aren't I?" He smiled at her flashing his pearly whites.
"Not particularly no."
Ignoring her comment he took a seat in front of hers and plopped down in it.
"Can I help you with something." She asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'm bored."
"Read a book."
"Too boring."
"Eat something then."
"I'm not Crabbe or Goyle."
Hermione rolling her eyes went back to sketching.
"Whatcha doing?" He asked.
"Drawing." She replied not looking up.
"Drawing what?" He continued.
"Malfoy you're acting like a five year old." She replied back annoyed.
"Maybe you're the one acting like a five year old. Maybe that's what we all are. Maybe..." Draco started but was interrupted by Hermione.
"What in Merlins name are you babbling about Malfoy? Oh wait, don't tell me the HuffelPuffs finally have gotten their hooks into you. You've been assimilated!" She declared with glee.
Malfoy looked at her strangely.
"It means conformed Malfoy. Or turned into." She said using her grown up tone.
"I know what it means."
"Sure you did."
"I did!"
"Oh I believe you." She said smiling clearly stating she didn't.
Draco wasn't enjoying being made fun of, (he was the one that made fun of people, not the other way around!) and snatched the pad from her hand.
"MALFOY! Give that back!" Hermione said outraged standing up trying to get her drawing back.
"You know I do believe I found something that's not going to bore me to tears. Its called catch me if you can!" and with that, Draco was off like a light running down the library's ancient hallways.
Hermione let out a feral growl and gave chase. "Malfoy!" She yelled at him in the library! "Give that back! Its not yours!"
"I know that Granger. That's why I took it!" He yelled back at her.
Listening to where his voice came she made an about face and turned to the direction his voice came from. Realizing she could catch him if she kept him talking she started to bait him.
"Please Malfoy, I could find you in a heartbeat. Its not too hard to miss your big lunk-head frame!"
"Lunk-Head! Lunk-Head! I'll have you know!" He said yelling from what she believed was her left.
"I got you now you little rodent." She whispered. She went behind the one shelf and looked through the books. She saw him standing there looking in the opposite direction she planned on taking. Walking stealthily to the side he wasn't looking she crept up next to him and with a swiftness she didn't know she possessed she grabbed back her sketching pad and ran right past him.
"Granger! You little! You witch!" He yelled behind her this time chasing her.
"Thank you Malfoy! I do believe this is the first time you have EVER complimented me in all our years of Hogwarts." She declared with happiness: not noticing a very large step stool that was left carelessly in the hallway. It all happened in slow motion. Hermione ran straight into it knocking her down from her calves. Now what made the situation comical is the fact that Draco was right behind her and while Hermione was trying to get up he tripped on the very same stool and he knocked her back down again.
"Owwwwwww!" Draco yelled rubbing his head. "Can't you watch were your going you filthy little..."
"If you finish that statement Draco Malfoy I'll cut your heart out with a spoon!"
"Why a spoon Granger?"
"Because, IT'LL HURT MORE!" She yelled back at him.
"Granger everytime you look at me it hurts." He replied back.
"Oh very mature Malfoy!" She hollered.
"Not as mature as 'I'll cut your heart out with a spoon!'!" He responded raising his own voice.
"You know this is YOUR fault!" She said, jabbing him in the chest with her index finger. "If you would have done something productive like spontaneously combust then THIS, would have never happened!"
He cocked his head to the side and looked past her head.
"You know Malfoy, When I'm yelling at you I'd appreciate it if you would look AT me not PAST me!"
Pushing her to the side he made his way to the sketchpad that was lying carelessly on the floor a few feet in front of them. He bent down to examine the opened pages.
Realizing what he could have been looking at Hermione went pale with fright and quickly made her way over to him. "Give that here Malfoy."
Still not responding to her, he stood up with her sketchpad open examining the sketches that were on the page.
"Malfoy PLEASE! Just give it back to me! Its just some doodles and some stupid scribbling." She pleaded with him nervously. Sweat beads were developing on her neck and she was breathing rapidly.
"You drew this?" He asked her quietly still not looking at her.
"Umm...well...I." Hermione stuttered to him.
Draco finally looked at Hermione with narrowed eyes. "I don't recall ever giving you permission to draw a likeness of me."
Hermione gulped nervously as she averted her eyes from his face. She took a few steps toward him before he threw her notebook at her. She caught it in surprise holding it close to her chest. "Malfoy I..."
"Don't you Malfoy me Granger." He barked out icily. "I should have known you've always had a thing for me, but I didn't realize it went this far."
"What...Malfoy, What are you talking about! I don't like you!" She started but was interrupted when Draco roughly pushed her up against the bookshelf.
"If you ever come near me again Mudblood, I'll do more then just cut your heart out with a spoon." And with a final shove he stormed out of the library.
Hermione rested her head against the books bringing a hand to her chest trying to reduce her rapid heartbeat.
Day 5
Draco was in the library doing some homework that was assigned to him over the holiday. He was in a foul mood and didn't want to be bothered by anybody. He ignored everybody that came in and sat in the furthest corner in there. Though he was ignoring everybody he couldn't ignore the nagging thoughts that were plaguing his mind.
'Why the hell was she drawing a picture of me?' Was the million dollar question he asked himself.
When he first saw it lying on the ground after they collapsed into eachother yesterday he thought it was something else. But when he actually examined it and got a good look at it he was shocked. Granger, Hermione Mudblood Granger was sketching him. Maybe he shouldn't have reacted as he did, the sketch was indeed good, and probably one of the best ones he's seen. But he just couldn't understand why she would take the time and sketch him. They did make somewhat of a truce in the summer when they both found out they were to be head boy and girl.
As soon as he received his letter that told him he did obtain the prestigious honor he whooped for joy not bothering to read the rest of the letter. Later that night (After the festivity ended in his house) He picked the letter back up again to finish reading. Imagine to his horror he found out who he would be sharing the honor with, Hermione Granger. He was up all night thinking about his dilemma. Hermione was an enemy. She was a best friend with his other two enemies. He was HER enemy and as far as he could tell, her only one. Debating the issue well into the morning he finally came to the conclusion that he would have to put his hatred for her on the back burner while at school and while they shared their duties. He wrote her the letter explaining such and summoned his eagle owl.
Within an hour he had received his reply. She absolutely agreed with him on his proposition and promised him that she would harbor no ill will to him during their last school year there as long as he wouldn't call her mudblood. He wrote back agreeing to her demands but though he promised her he wouldn't make fun of her, Potter and Weasley weren't included in their deal. She had responded just as swiftly and with her response, I wouldn't dream of it. And that had been that. They had formed a tentative friendship that had been going on well until now. Of course they had their little rows (ok they fought a lot) but they were professional, they were efficient and by Merlin they weren't going to let a 6-year rivalry ruin their last year. And with that final thought he gathered his things and made his way to the Ravenclaw portrait.
Rapid, loud knocking woke Hermione up. Yawning loudly she slipped her feet into her slippers and made her way to the noise. Scrunching her eyes as she yawned again she opened up the door to find Draco Malfoy looking at her expectantly.
Recovering from her shock fairly quick she shook her head. "Um...Can I help you?"
"Can I come in?" He asked.
"I guess..." but before she let him she stopped and turned around with a hard look on her face. "I've changed my mind. You can't come in."
"Wait, you just said I could come in!" He replied surprised.
"If I recall, if I ever were to come near you again you'd do a lot more then cut my heart out with a spoon."
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm the one knocking on your door."
Hermione glared at him before opening the door all the way.
"I take it I can come in then?"
"What does it look like Malfoy?"
"Thanks." Draco replied as he walked through the open door. Hermione shut it with a resounding click.
"Take a seat." She told him as she cleared some books from her chair.
"I'd prefer to stand."
"Then stand." She replied haughtily.
Sighing heavily he responded, "I'm not hear to fight with you."
Hermione just snorted.
"I'm not." He began again but was cut off her Hermione."Then why are you here? I find it very rare that I have a day off."
"I'm here to apologize to you. My actions yesterday were inexcusable and..."
Hermione cut him off once again. "If you expect me to believe that rubbish then you're the one who's mental."
"And," he continued as if she didn't interrupt, "I realized that we shouldn't be fighting."
"You've just figured that out now?"
"You're not making this easy for me." He gritted out.
"Why should I? You got upset at me for drawing a likeness of you Malfoy, THEN you get this hair-brained idea in your thick skull that I like you...like that. Which, for the record, I do not!" she stated angrily.
Rubbing his hand against his forehead he started again. "It took me by surprise that's all. Listen I came here to apologize not to squabble with you."
Hermione snorted again.
"Do you need a tissue or something?" He asked annoyed.
"The only thing I need is for you to be out of room! Out Out OUT!"
"You know, you're really melodramatic."
"OUT!" She said stomping her one foot.
"Your 17 Granger, not seven. And I'm not leaving until YOU finish the sketch." He declared sitting down.
"What did you just say?" she responded looking at him oddly.
Smoothing out invisible wrinkles on his pant leg, he took up the position he had in the library a few days ago. "I said, I'm not leaving here until you finish your sketch. You obviously started it for a reason so finish!"
Standing there shocked beyond belief she wasn't even aware she went to get her sketch pad and pencils from her floor. Sitting across from him she began to finish what she started.
A few hours later Draco was looking over Hermiones shoulder as she put the finishing touches on her sketch. He looked down at it appreciatively and let out a low whistle.
"Not bad Granger, not bad at all. I never knew you were so good at art."
She grinned up at him as she signed her initials on the bottom of the page and ripped it out. "Here you go."
Draco looked at her in surprise. "For me Granger? I cant accept this."
Shaking her head she rolled up the parchment and placed it in his hands. "Malfoy, just take it. Throw it out, hang it up, do whatever you want with it. Its yours."
Looking at her uncertainly he took the sketch.
"Was that so hard?" she teased.
"Yes."
"It was a rhetorical question Malfoy."
Day 6
Another uneasy truce settled between the two heads as they made their rounds around the school. Peeves was causing trouble again and they wanted to assess the situation before the students came back in a couple of days. He had done quite a bit of damage to the prefect's bathroom that had Moaning Myrtle in an uproar. He managed to decrease all the water pressure so whenever somebody flushed the toilet, it wouldn't flush all the way. Then he managed to flood out the other bathrooms in various parts of the premises. It was just a big mess that had both of them working all afternoon well into the night. Just as they were finishing up with the clean-up Peeves decided to cause even more trouble by placing a large statue in front of the bathrooms door.
"PEEVES you bloody git!" Draco roared. "Just you wait! The Bloody Baron is going to have your head!"
"I don't think he cares that much right now Malfoy." Hermione said while pushing on the door.
"And whys that!" he shot back kicking at the door.
"Because you're in here and he's out there and until you get out your threats are just empty." She replied matter-of-factly.
He kicked the door in anger one final time before storming off towards the sink.
"Its not so bad Malfoy. I mean, Ok somebody has to find us, and I'm pretty sure Finch is going to notice a missing statue." Hermione offered.
He snorted in return.
"Oh come on lets play a game!"
He shot her a look.
"What! I'll let you pick it!" She said brightly.
"You're not going to drop it until I agree to play a game with you aren't you?" he replied annoyed.
"Nope, sorry Malfoy, lets play 20 questions!" she said.
"Hey I thought I would pick out the game!"
"Well fine what game did you want to play?"
"I don't know...20 questions?"
"I just mentioned that Malfoy!"
"Fine, how about Lets make a deal?"
"How do you play that?" she questioned.
"I think it goes something like, I offer you something and in order to get it you have to make a deal with me. And if I like the deal then you get it."
She looked at him oddly. "I've never head of that game."
"Well I think that's the gist of things." He said unsure.
"Ok well what do you have to offer me?" she asked.
He patted himself down and looked through his pockets and the only thing that he could come up with was a piece of string.
"A piece of string Malfoy. Theres nothing in the world I would offer you for that piece of string." She declared.
"Well its special string." He tried to reason.
"What makes it so special?"
"It's a 100% Draco Malfoy original piece of string."
"This game is moronic. I'm not playing anymore!" she said while getting up to try pushing at the door again.
"No no no! Wait! Ok I got it, how about this; If you're not married in 10 years and I'm not married in 10 years then how about we get married!"
Hermione stopped pushing on the door and turned around to face him. "What did you say!"
"Yeah, I'll make a deal with you, If you're not married in 10 years time, I'll do YOU the honor of becoming your husband!" He stated.
"Oh dear god. Its only been 10 minutes since we've been shut in here and you're going insane! That's not supposed to happen until a couple of days!"
"I am not going insane, come on Granger it's a game. I'm really not going to marry you, I just want to see what you'd offer me."
"Absolutely not! I refuse to play this game anymore!"
"You're no fun." He said sticking his tongue at her.
"Yes well your insane." She replied and went back to pushing at the door.
An hour had passed and they were still stuck in the bathroom, The schools curfew was going to be in affect soon and nobody had discovered them yet.
"Granger I'm bored. Lets play another game!"
"Fine I get to pick the game. None of that stupid 'Lets make a deal game.' "
"Oh no you don't! You quit the other game! So that means I get to pick since we didn't properly finish the other one."
Not wanting an argument from him she decided to appease him with a nod of her head and a curt fine. "What's the new game called?"
He smirked at her "Lets make a bet!"
"You've got to be kidding me." She groaned from the floor.
"Nope. And you cant back out of this one either!"
She looked up sharply at him. "And why not!"
"Because..." Draco started, "You quit the other game."
"That makes NO sense."
Not listening to her complaints he charged right into the game. "Ok the rules are this, I make a bet and you either accept or decline."
"What happens if I accept?"
"We make a wager then. And if you can do the bet then you win the wager." He said as if it were the easiest thing in the world.
"And if I refuse." Hermione asked.
"You're allowed one refusal after that then you have to make a wager."
"This sounds an awful lot like truth or dare." She said suspiciously.
"Well its not!"
"Fine I go first then!" she threatened without really threatening him.
"I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Ok I bet you, you can't stick out your tongue and touch your forehead."
"What happens if I cant do it?"
"Then you leave Harry and Ron alone for the rest of the school year!" Hermione stated triumphantly.
Looking at her with his I'm better then you look, he stuck out his tongue and touched his forehead. "I win Granger."
She stuck out her tongue at him and mumbled something under her breath. He laughed at her antics. "Sorry Granger, looks like Potty and Weasel are stuck with me for a few more months. My turn."
"This better be good Malfoy." Hermione threatened him.
"I bet you, you wont be married by the time your 28."
"Of all the slimey! I refuse this bet!" She yelled at him from across the room.
"Fine, fine, I was only kidding with you. Ok I bet you, you cant be quiet for 5 minutes. And HUMMING counts as not being quiet!"
"Whats the wager?" She asked.
"If you can't do it, then you have to do all my homework until school lets out."
"Easy as pie Malfoy, easy as pie." And with that, Hermione looked at him with her arms crossed over her chest smirking at him.
The first minute Hermione had it easy. By the second minute she was pursing her lips. By the third minute she was licking her lips. Draco walked over to where she was standing at and stood next to her shoulder to shoulder. She nearly yelled at him but when she saw the look he gave her she gave him the finger and went back to licking her lips. The fourth minute she biting her lower lip and the fifth minute she was biting the inside of her cheeks. When Draco gave her the go ahead to talk she let out a huge breath and started to talk non-stop.
"That was the worst five minutes of my life! Of all the evil rotten things you vile boy!" She declared.
Laughing at her behavior he egged her on some more. "Nice touch with flipping me the bird Granger. I didn't think you had it in you."
Ignoring his remarks she went on. "Its MY turn now Malfoy."
"Oh do your worst." He replied while looking at his nails.
"I bet you, that you cant lie to me for the next five minutes."
"This makes sense how..."
"I wasn't finished yet. What I'm getting out is, whatever question I ask you have to be honest with me. No ifs, ands, or buts!"
"Whats the wager?"
"You become Hagrid's personal assistant for all of his Care for Magical creatures classes for a week."
Paling visibly he gulped nervously.
"You could always refuse Malfoy...Chicken!" She teased.
"I am not refusing! Do your worst!" he boasted again.
"What do you really think of Harry?"
"You're evil you know that?"
"Yes well, you still haven't HONESTLY answered my question Malfoy. Do I need to repeat it to you?"
"No, I don't need you to repeat it for me." He replied mimicking her.
"Well then by all means, go on."
"Harry is an oaf, who just so happens to be good at quidditch." He said dejectedly. "Wait a minute Hermione, how do you know if I'm lying to you or not?"
"You're eyes. Whenever you lie you look towards the right."
"They do?"
"Yes, onto the next question, Do you really hate Ron that much?"
"What...Oh no, he just annoys me. So wait...You've known every time I've told a lie just because my eyes go to the right?"
"Draco we've already been over this yes! Now, have you've ever cheated on a test before?"
"I beg your pardon, I have not! So wait, you knew I was lying in 6th when I told Prof. Sprout that my plant ate my homework?"
"Draco for the last time! YES! Oh my five minutes are up! You smarmy bad person you!"
"My eyes really go to the right..."
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Oh I suppose its my turn now isn't it?"
"Yes it IS your turn Malfoy. And I hope you choke on it!"
Draco was going to reply to her kind choice of words when they heard shuffling coming from the other side of the door. They both looked at each other before running to the door and banging on it. Their shouts of 'Were in here!' and 'Let us out!' could be heard well throughout Hogwarts.
"What do we have in here?" A voice drawled.
"Professor Snape?!" Draco asked looking at Hermione. "But I thought he was gone for the week?"
"So did I!" she whispered back.
"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, what are you two doing in there, AND after curfew?" Prof. Snape asked snidely.
"Peeves locked us in here!" Hermione cried out.
They heard more shuffling and then Prof. Snape muttered a spell that moved the statue back to its original place.
"Thank you Prof. Snape..." Hermione said.
He looked over her once before nodding his head. He turned to Draco and nodded at him too.
"I assume you two know you're way back to your dorms?"
"Yes sir." They both said.
"Then go. Oh and next time Draco, don't allow a Gryffindor to get you stuck in these situations again. Its unbecoming of a Slytherin." And with that he was gone in a whirl of black robes.
"That slimy..."
"Hey watch it! That's my head of house!" Draco interjected before she could finish.
"So sorry." She responded though her tone of voice implied she didn't.
"I'm off to bed now Malfoy, Goodnight." And she too left in a whirl of robes.
"Night Granger." He replied while putting his hands in his pockets and walking towards his room.
Day 7
The students were coming back later that night. Draco did indeed let the Bloody Baron know of Peeves mistreatment towards the Slytherin and you could hear Peeves screams coming all the way from dungeons. Hermione had finished up all her homework and was reading for most of the day in the great hall when Draco found her. They needed to greet the carriages that were coming.
They walked in comfortable silence enjoying the little time they had left to themselves before the other students came. Hermione was looking off in the horizon and Draco was checking his pocket watch.
"That's the 8th time you've checked that thing Malfoy. Give it a rest." Hermione said from her perch.
"I've got people to do and things to see." He said waving her off.
"That's people to see and things to do." She corrected.
"I meant what I said."
"That's disgusting." She replied making a face.
"Hey we never finished our game last night." He stated.
Hermione snapped her fingers. "I thought you would have forgotten about that."
"You're not that lucky Granger."
"If only I were." She shot right back.
"Its my turn anyway." He went on ignoring her sarcasm.
"Oh goody gum drops."
"Goody what?"
"Its muggle candy Malfoy. Lets just get this over with. I see some of the carriages already." She responded not paying attention.
"Ok, Ok, I bet you, in 10 years you'll still be single."
She looked at him sharply. "What is with you and your obsession with me and my romantic life. And for that matter my romantic life in the future!"
"Do you accept it or not?" He said.
"I most certainly do NOT!"
"You have to accept it Granger, not unless you want to do my homework for the rest of the school year, and top that on with the N.E.W.T.S...." he trailed off.
"Fine! What's the wager then?"
"If you're still single in 10 years, then you have to marry me."
She looked at him horrified. "You're kidding me right?"
"Nope." He said in dead seriousness. "If you're still single by Christmas 10 years from now then you have to marry me."
"What happens if you're already married?"
"You still have to ask me."
"WHY!" she bellowed.
"Because it'll be fun humiliating you." He replied smirking at her holding out his hand to seal the bet.
"Then I accept!" she said taking his hand and shaking vigorously.
Wow 24 pages. This is the most I've ever written. And this beats out term papers too. I want to say thank you to everybody once again. But I do have a some questions for 2 of my reviewers.
Chance encounter- Thank you for taking the time out to review! I appreciate it but what is QT? I have a horrible memory so I don't know what exactly you're talking about.
Alice-If you're referring to how I have them use their last names instead of their first, everything I do makes some sense. I'm really big on leaving clues and letting people figure things out, or guessing. It's the Scorpio in me.
Also I felt like I needed to add this in there. I'm not very good at adding other characters in. Like Harry and Ron and Ginny and the such. I'm just not that good at it. I know a lot of authors on here can do it and do it beautifully but I'm not one of them. I feel that if I were to add them into the story it would take away from what I'm trying to write. Which is essentially a Draco and Hermione fan fiction. Too be perfectly honest, Hermione is not my favorite character in the book. I don't like how she's written. I've always had this other image of her, she definitely is strong but I sometimes feel she gets the short end of the stick. My favorite characters by the way are Fred and George. I find it very rare in the fanfiction world that somebody can capture them just how J.K. Rowling does. Anyhoo, read, enjoy and review!
Oh I used a couple of references from certain movies. (One not so noticeable then the other) If anybody can tell me what the two movies are and what's the connection between Harry Potter and these movies I'll write a chapter or story of anything you want. If you want angst I'll give you angst, if you want a cheery happy ending, I'll see what I can do.
It was a sunny spring day at Hogwarts. After an especially harsh winter and an even harsher school syllabus all of Hogwarts students were looking towards their spring break. The first years were in a flurry as they scrambled to get their things together so they didn't miss the Hogwarts Express and were stuck there for another week. The second years, a little bit wiser then the first years took their time and were excited that they were going back home. The third years were highly upset that they couldn't do the things the fourth year students were allowed to do. The fourth year students were elated and didn't miss a chance to rub it in the third year's faces that they had more privileges then them. The fifth year students rolled their eyes at the fourth years antics. The sixth years wished they could be seven year students so they could be finished with Hogwarts! And the seventh year students wished they were back in first year because after they returned from spring break they would be taking their N.E.W.T.S and then, graduation.
"Harry! HARRY!" a young man with flaming red hair yelled at his friend. "HARRY! Will you hurry it up and get ready! The carriages will be here any minute and all the good will be taken!"
"Keep your knickers on Ron, I'm coming!" Harry yelled back trailing after his lanky friend. He had with him his trunk and his owl and his robes were billowing behind him. Just as he was rounding the corner he ran right into Ron who stopped in his tracks.
"RON! What's your problem?" Harry demanded trying to see why Ron had stopped so abruptly.
"They're at it again." He whispered to Harry.
"Oh no, not again. What is it this time?" Harry said sighing in defeat.
"I'm not sure but whatever it is, it seems to be serious." Ron replied.
"Its always serious between those two. And I thought our little rows with him were bad." Harry replied back.
"Malfoy for the last time, quit taking points from Neville! He said he was sorry and he didn't mean to!"
"I've got Longbottom germs on me. They'll probably never come out now and I just BOUGHT these robes!"
"Oh for the love of! Malfoy you just cant take off 342 points because that's how much you spent for them! Its unjustifiable!"
"What's unjustifiable is having these beautiful robes being thrown out in the trash because LongBottom cant watch where hes going!"
"Neville! 10 points taken off for bumping into Malfoy! I hope you're satisfied with that!"
"10 points! Hermione but!" Neville started but seeing the fierce glare she sent him he stopped and responded. "10 points seems fair..."
"See were all happy now! Happy happy happy happy HAPPY!" Hermione shrieked at Draco.
"I wonder if she's happy?" Ron muttered to Harry.
"You know what Granger?" Draco asked.
"I know everything Malfoy, what could you possible have to tell me?" She shot back.
"I'm not happy."
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!"
After the little scene between Hermione and Draco, the students disbanded and made their way to the carriages that would take them back to the express. Well except for one of them. Hermione struggled to get her things together in a timely fashion. You see, Easter Holiday completely eluded her because she was too busy with her Head Girl duties and the N.E.W.T.S that were coming up and Malfoy being an arse and Harry being worried about Voldemort and Ron's not so secret crush on her and she was at her wits end!
So it wasn't really surprising that she missed the carriages that would have taken her to the express that would have taken her home where she would have seen her parents and her family. And it was all one persons fault. If you think about it, it was really her fault because she didn't take enough time for herself. Have some down time, some R&R as the muggles like to say. But her being Hermione and him being Draco it was only right to blame him for her problems.
Muggleborn wizards and witches being ostracized because they weren't born from wizarding families, Malfoys fault. Harry constantly having nightmares and sleepless nights because Dracos' father was apart of Lord Voldermorts inner circle, Malfoys fault. Neville Longbottom accidentally running into Malfoy in the hallways because he was flirting with one of the 6th years. Malfoys fault. So she reasoned with herself everything that was wrong in her life was completely linked to Draco. So its only fair that she blame him for everything. It was a comfort zone to her one she didn't intend on leaving for quite the while.
Draco Malfoy was in a horrible mood. No he was in an awful, nasty, horrid, ghastly mood! All because of one impossible Head Girl. If she would have just let him take the 342 points away from Longbottom then he wouldn't have missed the carriage that would have taken him to the express that would have taken him home where he would do away with this place until he returned. But no, he was stuck here for the entire week and to make matters worse, he was stuck here with HER, Granger. Everything was her fault he deduced. If she had just realized that he was indeed superior to her in every way then life would run smoothly as it intended for him.
It was her fault he was second best in school. She just HAD to prove to everybody that just because she was muggleborn she could be better then most kids here who had come from a long line of wizarding families. She just had to be friends with Potter and Weasley who acted like her two personal bodyguards. She just had to rub it in his face that SHE made head girl and he made head boy so they had to put away their differences in order to keep their respective privileges. And besides which highly influential college would take somebody who forfeited their prestigious position because of fighting and bickering.
Sighing in aggravation he made his way to his dorm in huffelpuff. Yes that's right, his own private personal dorm was in huffelpuff. He couldn't have been placed in his own house, Slytherin, or the second best Ravenclaw, Hell even bloody Gryffindor would be better then, then this hell! They were a bunch of bloody idiots the lot of them were! Barking out the password, he marched his way to his dorm cursing the day Hermione Granger ever came to Hogwarts.
Day 1.
There were a few teachers left as well with a few handful of students. To promote inner house unity cough bullshit cough as Draco added, they instead decided to use one big table for all their meals. Draco and Hermione did their best to sit far away from each other but it was hard considering everybody was sitting towards Dumbledore podium and he himself was sitting at the head of the table so they sucked it up, and sat across from each other.
"Its so wonderful that we can all partake in the time..." Dumbledore started, addressing the staff and students.
Hermione and Draco both rolled their eyes at him because it wasn't wonderful and it sure as hell wasn't merry that they were here. They wanted to be home. They wanted to be away from Hogwarts and furthermore, they wanted to be away from each other as far and fast as possible.
"Don't forget now, even in this time and day things happen for a reason, there are no good and bad reasons, they just happen. There are omens all around and if you follow your heart and listen to your head the world shall be yours! And with that, I conclude my speech, eat everybody Eat! Enjoy and Eat!" Dumbledore finished with a clap of his hands and the food appeared on the table.
Day 2
Hermione was sitting by the great lake sketching out the whomping willow that she saw over the horizon. The wind tickled the tiny curls on the back of her neck as she raised her arms up to the sky and stretched. Cracking her neck from side to side. She was about to crack her knuckles until she heard rustling coming from behind her.
"So YOU were making those horrible noises. Here I was trying to enjoy a nice nap outside and you had to ruin it by...what were you doing again Granger?" Draco started as he stood over her looking down.
Hermione shielded her eyes from the sun with her hands as she looked up to the very tall form of one Draco Malfoy. Smirking in return she stood up and cracked her one set of knuckles. "This sound Malfoy?"
Draco visibly shuddered with repulsion as he saw Hermione crack her knuckles. "Stop that."
"Oh poor baby, doesn't like it when I crack my knuckles hmmm?" Hermione teased him.
"Granger I'm warning you, I'm going to break every bone in your body if you don't knock it off!" Draco threatened back.
"But if you do that Malfoy, then your going to have to hear all my bones breaking and if you cant stand it when I crack my knuckles then HOW are you going to get over that?" She finished smartly.
"Shut up Granger. Smart-ass" He mumbled before plopping down on the ground.
"Do you mind?" Hermione asked.
"No not at all. Wait...mind what?"
"I was occupying this space."
"Oh...well in that case you won't mind if I finish taking my nap here would you?"
"As long as you don't start snoring then nap wherever you want. Just leave me alone!" She finished in a huff.
Hermione sat back down again picking up her pencil and pad. She started to sketch becoming oblivious to Draco beside her.
Draco though, cradled his head in his hands and was lying on his back enjoying his catnap. Every now and then he would open his one eye and check up on the bushy haired girl sitting next to him. She seemed to be scribbling furiously on that pad of paper she had.
"Granger..." Draco began but was cut off when Hermione yelped at loud.
"I thought you were sleeping!" She declared.
"You thought wrong, cease your scribbling, it's interrupting my nap time."
Hermione glared at him as he closed his eyes again. Smirking for a moment she put down her pad and pencil and cracked her knuckles. His eyes opened wide and had this crazed look to them.
"What did I tell you about NOT doing that Granger. Are you mental or something?"
"Oh yes Malfoy, I'm completely Mental. That's why I've got the top ranking in school and you only come in second."
"Shut up Granger."
"You know, everything was just fine until you opened up your big mouth. Cant you take your nap elsewhere, like maybe in the bog of eternal stench." She finished with a haughty tone.
"Bog of what Granger?! There is no bog of eternal stench here on Hogwarts! I'm beginning to think you really ARE mental." He replied looking at her weird.
"Its from a movie Malfoy. Oh why am I trying to explain this to YOU of all people. Mr. Pureblood wizard himself!" she stated in huff as she gathered her things together making to leave.
"Moo-ve? Whats a moo-ve?" He asked bewildered.
With her back facing him she counted to three then turned around. "No not MOO-VE its Movie. Don't accentuate the extra 'O'. You sound like a cow. Now if you'll excuse me good day! And with that she made her way back to Hogwarts Castle leaving Draco out there to finish with his nap.
Day 3
Draco swore underneath his breath as he looked in a dictionary for the word 'cow'. He was currently sitting in one of the library's big comfy chairs. His one leg rested on his thigh as his elbow rested on the table with his thumb stroking his chin and the big red book on his lap. He leafed through the pages with fervor trying to find out what a 'Cow' was. What did it do, what was it purpose, what is this 'Methane' that emits from it.
And that's how Hermione found him a little while ago when she decided to sit down and draw him from afar. She'd been sketching him for 20 minutes or so before she took a break and cracked her knuckles. Draco looked up with that crazed expression he had on his face from the other day and looked around wildly again.
Hermione swore underneath her breath and with much haste, hightailed her way back to her dorm in Ravenclaw.
Day 4
It was a rainy day at Hogwarts. The wind was blowing and the rain was pouring down in sheets. Hermione was at the library again trying to sketch in the rest of Draco's face. Since she had to curtail it out of there quickly she only had time to do his outline. She was so absorbed into her work she didn't hear the footsteps that that stopped right in front of her table.
Draco noticed Hermione sitting there scribbling in that pad of hers. He too was in the library looking up more information of Cows. Fascinating creatures. He never knew that they had three stomachs and that if you don't milk them they can get quite ornery. And this cow tipping trend. The muggle world was interesting to say the least. Seeing a most opportune moment he crept up to her and with a loud shout he saw her jump 3 feet in the air.
"GRANGER!" Was all Hermione heard as she jumped right out of her seat. Putting a hand to her heart that was hammering inside, she glared up at Draco.
"Very cute Malfoy."
"Aren't I?" He smiled at her flashing his pearly whites.
"Not particularly no."
Ignoring her comment he took a seat in front of hers and plopped down in it.
"Can I help you with something." She asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'm bored."
"Read a book."
"Too boring."
"Eat something then."
"I'm not Crabbe or Goyle."
Hermione rolling her eyes went back to sketching.
"Whatcha doing?" He asked.
"Drawing." She replied not looking up.
"Drawing what?" He continued.
"Malfoy you're acting like a five year old." She replied back annoyed.
"Maybe you're the one acting like a five year old. Maybe that's what we all are. Maybe..." Draco started but was interrupted by Hermione.
"What in Merlins name are you babbling about Malfoy? Oh wait, don't tell me the HuffelPuffs finally have gotten their hooks into you. You've been assimilated!" She declared with glee.
Malfoy looked at her strangely.
"It means conformed Malfoy. Or turned into." She said using her grown up tone.
"I know what it means."
"Sure you did."
"I did!"
"Oh I believe you." She said smiling clearly stating she didn't.
Draco wasn't enjoying being made fun of, (he was the one that made fun of people, not the other way around!) and snatched the pad from her hand.
"MALFOY! Give that back!" Hermione said outraged standing up trying to get her drawing back.
"You know I do believe I found something that's not going to bore me to tears. Its called catch me if you can!" and with that, Draco was off like a light running down the library's ancient hallways.
Hermione let out a feral growl and gave chase. "Malfoy!" She yelled at him in the library! "Give that back! Its not yours!"
"I know that Granger. That's why I took it!" He yelled back at her.
Listening to where his voice came she made an about face and turned to the direction his voice came from. Realizing she could catch him if she kept him talking she started to bait him.
"Please Malfoy, I could find you in a heartbeat. Its not too hard to miss your big lunk-head frame!"
"Lunk-Head! Lunk-Head! I'll have you know!" He said yelling from what she believed was her left.
"I got you now you little rodent." She whispered. She went behind the one shelf and looked through the books. She saw him standing there looking in the opposite direction she planned on taking. Walking stealthily to the side he wasn't looking she crept up next to him and with a swiftness she didn't know she possessed she grabbed back her sketching pad and ran right past him.
"Granger! You little! You witch!" He yelled behind her this time chasing her.
"Thank you Malfoy! I do believe this is the first time you have EVER complimented me in all our years of Hogwarts." She declared with happiness: not noticing a very large step stool that was left carelessly in the hallway. It all happened in slow motion. Hermione ran straight into it knocking her down from her calves. Now what made the situation comical is the fact that Draco was right behind her and while Hermione was trying to get up he tripped on the very same stool and he knocked her back down again.
"Owwwwwww!" Draco yelled rubbing his head. "Can't you watch were your going you filthy little..."
"If you finish that statement Draco Malfoy I'll cut your heart out with a spoon!"
"Why a spoon Granger?"
"Because, IT'LL HURT MORE!" She yelled back at him.
"Granger everytime you look at me it hurts." He replied back.
"Oh very mature Malfoy!" She hollered.
"Not as mature as 'I'll cut your heart out with a spoon!'!" He responded raising his own voice.
"You know this is YOUR fault!" She said, jabbing him in the chest with her index finger. "If you would have done something productive like spontaneously combust then THIS, would have never happened!"
He cocked his head to the side and looked past her head.
"You know Malfoy, When I'm yelling at you I'd appreciate it if you would look AT me not PAST me!"
Pushing her to the side he made his way to the sketchpad that was lying carelessly on the floor a few feet in front of them. He bent down to examine the opened pages.
Realizing what he could have been looking at Hermione went pale with fright and quickly made her way over to him. "Give that here Malfoy."
Still not responding to her, he stood up with her sketchpad open examining the sketches that were on the page.
"Malfoy PLEASE! Just give it back to me! Its just some doodles and some stupid scribbling." She pleaded with him nervously. Sweat beads were developing on her neck and she was breathing rapidly.
"You drew this?" He asked her quietly still not looking at her.
"Umm...well...I." Hermione stuttered to him.
Draco finally looked at Hermione with narrowed eyes. "I don't recall ever giving you permission to draw a likeness of me."
Hermione gulped nervously as she averted her eyes from his face. She took a few steps toward him before he threw her notebook at her. She caught it in surprise holding it close to her chest. "Malfoy I..."
"Don't you Malfoy me Granger." He barked out icily. "I should have known you've always had a thing for me, but I didn't realize it went this far."
"What...Malfoy, What are you talking about! I don't like you!" She started but was interrupted when Draco roughly pushed her up against the bookshelf.
"If you ever come near me again Mudblood, I'll do more then just cut your heart out with a spoon." And with a final shove he stormed out of the library.
Hermione rested her head against the books bringing a hand to her chest trying to reduce her rapid heartbeat.
Day 5
Draco was in the library doing some homework that was assigned to him over the holiday. He was in a foul mood and didn't want to be bothered by anybody. He ignored everybody that came in and sat in the furthest corner in there. Though he was ignoring everybody he couldn't ignore the nagging thoughts that were plaguing his mind.
'Why the hell was she drawing a picture of me?' Was the million dollar question he asked himself.
When he first saw it lying on the ground after they collapsed into eachother yesterday he thought it was something else. But when he actually examined it and got a good look at it he was shocked. Granger, Hermione Mudblood Granger was sketching him. Maybe he shouldn't have reacted as he did, the sketch was indeed good, and probably one of the best ones he's seen. But he just couldn't understand why she would take the time and sketch him. They did make somewhat of a truce in the summer when they both found out they were to be head boy and girl.
As soon as he received his letter that told him he did obtain the prestigious honor he whooped for joy not bothering to read the rest of the letter. Later that night (After the festivity ended in his house) He picked the letter back up again to finish reading. Imagine to his horror he found out who he would be sharing the honor with, Hermione Granger. He was up all night thinking about his dilemma. Hermione was an enemy. She was a best friend with his other two enemies. He was HER enemy and as far as he could tell, her only one. Debating the issue well into the morning he finally came to the conclusion that he would have to put his hatred for her on the back burner while at school and while they shared their duties. He wrote her the letter explaining such and summoned his eagle owl.
Within an hour he had received his reply. She absolutely agreed with him on his proposition and promised him that she would harbor no ill will to him during their last school year there as long as he wouldn't call her mudblood. He wrote back agreeing to her demands but though he promised her he wouldn't make fun of her, Potter and Weasley weren't included in their deal. She had responded just as swiftly and with her response, I wouldn't dream of it. And that had been that. They had formed a tentative friendship that had been going on well until now. Of course they had their little rows (ok they fought a lot) but they were professional, they were efficient and by Merlin they weren't going to let a 6-year rivalry ruin their last year. And with that final thought he gathered his things and made his way to the Ravenclaw portrait.
Rapid, loud knocking woke Hermione up. Yawning loudly she slipped her feet into her slippers and made her way to the noise. Scrunching her eyes as she yawned again she opened up the door to find Draco Malfoy looking at her expectantly.
Recovering from her shock fairly quick she shook her head. "Um...Can I help you?"
"Can I come in?" He asked.
"I guess..." but before she let him she stopped and turned around with a hard look on her face. "I've changed my mind. You can't come in."
"Wait, you just said I could come in!" He replied surprised.
"If I recall, if I ever were to come near you again you'd do a lot more then cut my heart out with a spoon."
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm the one knocking on your door."
Hermione glared at him before opening the door all the way.
"I take it I can come in then?"
"What does it look like Malfoy?"
"Thanks." Draco replied as he walked through the open door. Hermione shut it with a resounding click.
"Take a seat." She told him as she cleared some books from her chair.
"I'd prefer to stand."
"Then stand." She replied haughtily.
Sighing heavily he responded, "I'm not hear to fight with you."
Hermione just snorted.
"I'm not." He began again but was cut off her Hermione."Then why are you here? I find it very rare that I have a day off."
"I'm here to apologize to you. My actions yesterday were inexcusable and..."
Hermione cut him off once again. "If you expect me to believe that rubbish then you're the one who's mental."
"And," he continued as if she didn't interrupt, "I realized that we shouldn't be fighting."
"You've just figured that out now?"
"You're not making this easy for me." He gritted out.
"Why should I? You got upset at me for drawing a likeness of you Malfoy, THEN you get this hair-brained idea in your thick skull that I like you...like that. Which, for the record, I do not!" she stated angrily.
Rubbing his hand against his forehead he started again. "It took me by surprise that's all. Listen I came here to apologize not to squabble with you."
Hermione snorted again.
"Do you need a tissue or something?" He asked annoyed.
"The only thing I need is for you to be out of room! Out Out OUT!"
"You know, you're really melodramatic."
"OUT!" She said stomping her one foot.
"Your 17 Granger, not seven. And I'm not leaving until YOU finish the sketch." He declared sitting down.
"What did you just say?" she responded looking at him oddly.
Smoothing out invisible wrinkles on his pant leg, he took up the position he had in the library a few days ago. "I said, I'm not leaving here until you finish your sketch. You obviously started it for a reason so finish!"
Standing there shocked beyond belief she wasn't even aware she went to get her sketch pad and pencils from her floor. Sitting across from him she began to finish what she started.
A few hours later Draco was looking over Hermiones shoulder as she put the finishing touches on her sketch. He looked down at it appreciatively and let out a low whistle.
"Not bad Granger, not bad at all. I never knew you were so good at art."
She grinned up at him as she signed her initials on the bottom of the page and ripped it out. "Here you go."
Draco looked at her in surprise. "For me Granger? I cant accept this."
Shaking her head she rolled up the parchment and placed it in his hands. "Malfoy, just take it. Throw it out, hang it up, do whatever you want with it. Its yours."
Looking at her uncertainly he took the sketch.
"Was that so hard?" she teased.
"Yes."
"It was a rhetorical question Malfoy."
Day 6
Another uneasy truce settled between the two heads as they made their rounds around the school. Peeves was causing trouble again and they wanted to assess the situation before the students came back in a couple of days. He had done quite a bit of damage to the prefect's bathroom that had Moaning Myrtle in an uproar. He managed to decrease all the water pressure so whenever somebody flushed the toilet, it wouldn't flush all the way. Then he managed to flood out the other bathrooms in various parts of the premises. It was just a big mess that had both of them working all afternoon well into the night. Just as they were finishing up with the clean-up Peeves decided to cause even more trouble by placing a large statue in front of the bathrooms door.
"PEEVES you bloody git!" Draco roared. "Just you wait! The Bloody Baron is going to have your head!"
"I don't think he cares that much right now Malfoy." Hermione said while pushing on the door.
"And whys that!" he shot back kicking at the door.
"Because you're in here and he's out there and until you get out your threats are just empty." She replied matter-of-factly.
He kicked the door in anger one final time before storming off towards the sink.
"Its not so bad Malfoy. I mean, Ok somebody has to find us, and I'm pretty sure Finch is going to notice a missing statue." Hermione offered.
He snorted in return.
"Oh come on lets play a game!"
He shot her a look.
"What! I'll let you pick it!" She said brightly.
"You're not going to drop it until I agree to play a game with you aren't you?" he replied annoyed.
"Nope, sorry Malfoy, lets play 20 questions!" she said.
"Hey I thought I would pick out the game!"
"Well fine what game did you want to play?"
"I don't know...20 questions?"
"I just mentioned that Malfoy!"
"Fine, how about Lets make a deal?"
"How do you play that?" she questioned.
"I think it goes something like, I offer you something and in order to get it you have to make a deal with me. And if I like the deal then you get it."
She looked at him oddly. "I've never head of that game."
"Well I think that's the gist of things." He said unsure.
"Ok well what do you have to offer me?" she asked.
He patted himself down and looked through his pockets and the only thing that he could come up with was a piece of string.
"A piece of string Malfoy. Theres nothing in the world I would offer you for that piece of string." She declared.
"Well its special string." He tried to reason.
"What makes it so special?"
"It's a 100% Draco Malfoy original piece of string."
"This game is moronic. I'm not playing anymore!" she said while getting up to try pushing at the door again.
"No no no! Wait! Ok I got it, how about this; If you're not married in 10 years and I'm not married in 10 years then how about we get married!"
Hermione stopped pushing on the door and turned around to face him. "What did you say!"
"Yeah, I'll make a deal with you, If you're not married in 10 years time, I'll do YOU the honor of becoming your husband!" He stated.
"Oh dear god. Its only been 10 minutes since we've been shut in here and you're going insane! That's not supposed to happen until a couple of days!"
"I am not going insane, come on Granger it's a game. I'm really not going to marry you, I just want to see what you'd offer me."
"Absolutely not! I refuse to play this game anymore!"
"You're no fun." He said sticking his tongue at her.
"Yes well your insane." She replied and went back to pushing at the door.
An hour had passed and they were still stuck in the bathroom, The schools curfew was going to be in affect soon and nobody had discovered them yet.
"Granger I'm bored. Lets play another game!"
"Fine I get to pick the game. None of that stupid 'Lets make a deal game.' "
"Oh no you don't! You quit the other game! So that means I get to pick since we didn't properly finish the other one."
Not wanting an argument from him she decided to appease him with a nod of her head and a curt fine. "What's the new game called?"
He smirked at her "Lets make a bet!"
"You've got to be kidding me." She groaned from the floor.
"Nope. And you cant back out of this one either!"
She looked up sharply at him. "And why not!"
"Because..." Draco started, "You quit the other game."
"That makes NO sense."
Not listening to her complaints he charged right into the game. "Ok the rules are this, I make a bet and you either accept or decline."
"What happens if I accept?"
"We make a wager then. And if you can do the bet then you win the wager." He said as if it were the easiest thing in the world.
"And if I refuse." Hermione asked.
"You're allowed one refusal after that then you have to make a wager."
"This sounds an awful lot like truth or dare." She said suspiciously.
"Well its not!"
"Fine I go first then!" she threatened without really threatening him.
"I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Ok I bet you, you can't stick out your tongue and touch your forehead."
"What happens if I cant do it?"
"Then you leave Harry and Ron alone for the rest of the school year!" Hermione stated triumphantly.
Looking at her with his I'm better then you look, he stuck out his tongue and touched his forehead. "I win Granger."
She stuck out her tongue at him and mumbled something under her breath. He laughed at her antics. "Sorry Granger, looks like Potty and Weasel are stuck with me for a few more months. My turn."
"This better be good Malfoy." Hermione threatened him.
"I bet you, you wont be married by the time your 28."
"Of all the slimey! I refuse this bet!" She yelled at him from across the room.
"Fine, fine, I was only kidding with you. Ok I bet you, you cant be quiet for 5 minutes. And HUMMING counts as not being quiet!"
"Whats the wager?" She asked.
"If you can't do it, then you have to do all my homework until school lets out."
"Easy as pie Malfoy, easy as pie." And with that, Hermione looked at him with her arms crossed over her chest smirking at him.
The first minute Hermione had it easy. By the second minute she was pursing her lips. By the third minute she was licking her lips. Draco walked over to where she was standing at and stood next to her shoulder to shoulder. She nearly yelled at him but when she saw the look he gave her she gave him the finger and went back to licking her lips. The fourth minute she biting her lower lip and the fifth minute she was biting the inside of her cheeks. When Draco gave her the go ahead to talk she let out a huge breath and started to talk non-stop.
"That was the worst five minutes of my life! Of all the evil rotten things you vile boy!" She declared.
Laughing at her behavior he egged her on some more. "Nice touch with flipping me the bird Granger. I didn't think you had it in you."
Ignoring his remarks she went on. "Its MY turn now Malfoy."
"Oh do your worst." He replied while looking at his nails.
"I bet you, that you cant lie to me for the next five minutes."
"This makes sense how..."
"I wasn't finished yet. What I'm getting out is, whatever question I ask you have to be honest with me. No ifs, ands, or buts!"
"Whats the wager?"
"You become Hagrid's personal assistant for all of his Care for Magical creatures classes for a week."
Paling visibly he gulped nervously.
"You could always refuse Malfoy...Chicken!" She teased.
"I am not refusing! Do your worst!" he boasted again.
"What do you really think of Harry?"
"You're evil you know that?"
"Yes well, you still haven't HONESTLY answered my question Malfoy. Do I need to repeat it to you?"
"No, I don't need you to repeat it for me." He replied mimicking her.
"Well then by all means, go on."
"Harry is an oaf, who just so happens to be good at quidditch." He said dejectedly. "Wait a minute Hermione, how do you know if I'm lying to you or not?"
"You're eyes. Whenever you lie you look towards the right."
"They do?"
"Yes, onto the next question, Do you really hate Ron that much?"
"What...Oh no, he just annoys me. So wait...You've known every time I've told a lie just because my eyes go to the right?"
"Draco we've already been over this yes! Now, have you've ever cheated on a test before?"
"I beg your pardon, I have not! So wait, you knew I was lying in 6th when I told Prof. Sprout that my plant ate my homework?"
"Draco for the last time! YES! Oh my five minutes are up! You smarmy bad person you!"
"My eyes really go to the right..."
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Oh I suppose its my turn now isn't it?"
"Yes it IS your turn Malfoy. And I hope you choke on it!"
Draco was going to reply to her kind choice of words when they heard shuffling coming from the other side of the door. They both looked at each other before running to the door and banging on it. Their shouts of 'Were in here!' and 'Let us out!' could be heard well throughout Hogwarts.
"What do we have in here?" A voice drawled.
"Professor Snape?!" Draco asked looking at Hermione. "But I thought he was gone for the week?"
"So did I!" she whispered back.
"Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, what are you two doing in there, AND after curfew?" Prof. Snape asked snidely.
"Peeves locked us in here!" Hermione cried out.
They heard more shuffling and then Prof. Snape muttered a spell that moved the statue back to its original place.
"Thank you Prof. Snape..." Hermione said.
He looked over her once before nodding his head. He turned to Draco and nodded at him too.
"I assume you two know you're way back to your dorms?"
"Yes sir." They both said.
"Then go. Oh and next time Draco, don't allow a Gryffindor to get you stuck in these situations again. Its unbecoming of a Slytherin." And with that he was gone in a whirl of black robes.
"That slimy..."
"Hey watch it! That's my head of house!" Draco interjected before she could finish.
"So sorry." She responded though her tone of voice implied she didn't.
"I'm off to bed now Malfoy, Goodnight." And she too left in a whirl of robes.
"Night Granger." He replied while putting his hands in his pockets and walking towards his room.
Day 7
The students were coming back later that night. Draco did indeed let the Bloody Baron know of Peeves mistreatment towards the Slytherin and you could hear Peeves screams coming all the way from dungeons. Hermione had finished up all her homework and was reading for most of the day in the great hall when Draco found her. They needed to greet the carriages that were coming.
They walked in comfortable silence enjoying the little time they had left to themselves before the other students came. Hermione was looking off in the horizon and Draco was checking his pocket watch.
"That's the 8th time you've checked that thing Malfoy. Give it a rest." Hermione said from her perch.
"I've got people to do and things to see." He said waving her off.
"That's people to see and things to do." She corrected.
"I meant what I said."
"That's disgusting." She replied making a face.
"Hey we never finished our game last night." He stated.
Hermione snapped her fingers. "I thought you would have forgotten about that."
"You're not that lucky Granger."
"If only I were." She shot right back.
"Its my turn anyway." He went on ignoring her sarcasm.
"Oh goody gum drops."
"Goody what?"
"Its muggle candy Malfoy. Lets just get this over with. I see some of the carriages already." She responded not paying attention.
"Ok, Ok, I bet you, in 10 years you'll still be single."
She looked at him sharply. "What is with you and your obsession with me and my romantic life. And for that matter my romantic life in the future!"
"Do you accept it or not?" He said.
"I most certainly do NOT!"
"You have to accept it Granger, not unless you want to do my homework for the rest of the school year, and top that on with the N.E.W.T.S...." he trailed off.
"Fine! What's the wager then?"
"If you're still single in 10 years, then you have to marry me."
She looked at him horrified. "You're kidding me right?"
"Nope." He said in dead seriousness. "If you're still single by Christmas 10 years from now then you have to marry me."
"What happens if you're already married?"
"You still have to ask me."
"WHY!" she bellowed.
"Because it'll be fun humiliating you." He replied smirking at her holding out his hand to seal the bet.
"Then I accept!" she said taking his hand and shaking vigorously.
Wow 24 pages. This is the most I've ever written. And this beats out term papers too. I want to say thank you to everybody once again. But I do have a some questions for 2 of my reviewers.
Chance encounter- Thank you for taking the time out to review! I appreciate it but what is QT? I have a horrible memory so I don't know what exactly you're talking about.
Alice-If you're referring to how I have them use their last names instead of their first, everything I do makes some sense. I'm really big on leaving clues and letting people figure things out, or guessing. It's the Scorpio in me.
Also I felt like I needed to add this in there. I'm not very good at adding other characters in. Like Harry and Ron and Ginny and the such. I'm just not that good at it. I know a lot of authors on here can do it and do it beautifully but I'm not one of them. I feel that if I were to add them into the story it would take away from what I'm trying to write. Which is essentially a Draco and Hermione fan fiction. Too be perfectly honest, Hermione is not my favorite character in the book. I don't like how she's written. I've always had this other image of her, she definitely is strong but I sometimes feel she gets the short end of the stick. My favorite characters by the way are Fred and George. I find it very rare in the fanfiction world that somebody can capture them just how J.K. Rowling does. Anyhoo, read, enjoy and review!
Oh I used a couple of references from certain movies. (One not so noticeable then the other) If anybody can tell me what the two movies are and what's the connection between Harry Potter and these movies I'll write a chapter or story of anything you want. If you want angst I'll give you angst, if you want a cheery happy ending, I'll see what I can do.