DISCLAIMER: I STILL DON'T OWN HARRY OR DRACO OR HERMIONE OR RON OR ANYBOSY ELSE ( I ONLY OWN DA STORYLINE

Hello!!!!!!!!!! Hehe this chappie is gonna b in 2 different point of views so ill jus tell you when they change. Thanx for all da nice reviews! On with the story!

I'll Prove it to You
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Hermione was walking up the hallway grumbling to herself furiously. She looked at her watch and saw that it was 8:50. She quickened up her pace so as not to be late for her first detention.

"This is all his fault, that's a permanent mark on my record! Grrr... I'm not going to forget this!" she grumbled as she pushed the door open of Professor McGanagall's office. She walked in and found Malfoy already sitting there waiting for her to come, it seemed that he too was very angry about this as he was grumbling quietly to himself as well.

"Ah, you're here Miss Granger. You two will go down to the dungeons with Professor Snape to clean out cauldrons. I am too busy to be taking care of miscreants tonight so Professor Snape will be in charge. I expect the best behaviour from you two or you can be sure of more detentions." Professor told them with a superior air to her voice. Hermione and Draco looked at each other at the same time and shot daggers into each other.

As they were walking down to the dungeons, lead by Snape, they continued to glare at each other at different times. When they finally reached the dungeons, Snape swept up about 10 cauldrons which all looked completely burnt out and beyond repair.

"I expect these cauldrons to be completely clean when I return. If not, I suspect you too will have been mucking around and more detentions will be in order." And with that, Snape left the dungeons to what Hermione suspected as his office for something nice to drink. Hermione picked up one of the cauldrons and began to wipe it furiously to no avail. Draco laughed at her.

"Honestly Mudblood, you can't expect to wipe these cauldrons clean. Use magic! It's much easier!" he sneered at her. Hermione got up and looked at him.

"If Professor Snap left these cloths here, he must expect us to clean them by hand and not by magic!" she said back.

"Fine do it your way, but don't come complaining to me if your arms are too weak to do anything afterwards." Draco picked up a few cauldrons and with a flick of his wand the cauldrons sparkled like new. Hermione looked back down to her cauldron and continued wiping.

DRACO'S POV

He sat down into a nearby chair and looked at Hermione. Honestly, I don't know how she thinks. It's impossible to wipe these cauldrons clean, especially after what I did to them... He gave a muffled laugh and Hermione got up to look at him.

"And what would you be laughing at?" she asked him.

"Oh, nothing. Just your pathetic attempts at cleaning!" he replied.

"You are so foul Draco Malfoy! Do whatever you want but I go by the rules in which I don't believe you ever had!"

"Oh really? Well you can slave over them. I'm just going to sit her and laugh at you. And by the way, I have followed the rules before, just not the rules you follow." Draco turned away a conjured up a mug of hot chocolate. He was thinking about all these horrid things he was planning to do to Hermione when he felt a slight twinge of guilt and then for a split second he felt kind of happy. Draco overlooked these things thinking they were simply the affects of hot chocolate. (A/N such a dull one he can be at times --')

HERMIONE'S POV

Hermione was thinking of going straight back to Harry and Ron after detention to tell them just how horrible Draco had been to her but then she noticed something. The empty feeling from the trip to Hogwarts and throughout the week had disappeared. She felt content and calm all of a sudden but she couldn't think of why. She just thought to herself, I'll ask Harry and Ron afterwards, maybe they will know...

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After a few hours of scrubbing and listening to Draco snort at her, Hermione was on her way back up to the Common Room to tell Harry and Ron what had happened.

"Kneazles!" she said to the portrait of the fat lady. It swung open to reveal a warm, deep red room with a few large couches and sofas arranged strangely around the room. As she stepped in a flood of warmth swept over her sending a cold shiver down her spine as she adjusted to the temperature. She looked around the Common Room and found Harry and Ron sitting in front of the fire playing Wizard's Chess, apparently waiting for her return.

"Hermione! We've been waiting for you! How was detention? Did Malfoy bother you?" They both said to her at the same time.

"Well, detention was horrible. Professor McGonagall made us go to the dungeon with Snape to scrub cauldrons, Malfoy sneered and laughed at me when I scrubbed them by hand and he did it by magic and...eugh...he's so annoying!" she blurted out in one deep breath.

"Stupid git. Honestly, how annoying can you get?" Harry said to them in frustration.

"Hey, in the dungeons I felt something strange. Before on the train to school and for the past week, I've been feeling kinda of...empty you could say but down in the dungeons I felt kind of...how can I say this...complete? I don't know but that empty feeling went away. What could that mean?" Hermione asked them, remembering her mental note from the dungeons. Harry and Ron thought for a moment then exchanged looks.

"Umm...Hermione, you don't...umm...like Malfoy do you? I mean it's just that I felt that way too when I liked Cho..." Harry asked slowly. Hermione looked at him in disbelief.

"Harry! How could you think such a thing! Course I don't like him! That's impossible! He's an annoying git like you said! And I'll prove it to you I don't like him! Harry, will you go out with me?" she said to him in disbelief. Harry went red and sat there for a moment in shock.

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