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Hermione's POV

When they got there they ran into none other than Malfoy.

"Figures, as soon as we're enjoying the day, a little ferret comes along and ruins it." said Ron. As Ron said this Hermione thought, 'I wondered when he'd show up.'

"Well, now my day is complete, especially now that I ran into Weasel, Pottyhead, and the Mudblood." Draco said with sarcasm dripping from his lips.

Hermione moved closer to Draco, closer than he preferred anyway, and got in his face saying, "Number one, don't EVER call me that again. Number two, for you information, I am not a mudblood." All the while Draco was just melting in Hermione's eye's, not as if he was in love, but as if he wasn't sure where he was. They were just like Ella's, but he thought for sure that only Ella could have those eyes. Without thinking he whispered, "Ella."

"What did you just say?" Hermione gently asked, even though she already knew what he had said.

"What?" Draco replied as if he just came out of a trance.

"Why did you just say 'Ella'?" She couldn't be that obvious, could she?

"Did you get Head Girl then Granger?" Draco said quickly trying to cover up his mistake.

"Yes, I suppose we'll have to work together this year." Hermione said with distain.

"How'd you know that I was Head Boy?" he asked suspiciously.

"By assuming that your precious father was able to pay your way in."

"For your information Granger, I have the 2nd highest grade at Hogwarts!"

"Under me of course." Hermione said triumphantly.

"Of course, I bow to your greatness." As Draco said this he bowed down and hit a bowl of ice cream and it landed all over Hermione's shoes. Draco stood up to his normal height and said sorry like he had done it purposefully. Hermione just stood there with a single tear running down her cheek and a face that plainly said, 'Why would you do this? Can't you see? It's me, your Ella.' She turned around and walked off. She stopped though for just a moment and looked back. She whispered softly enough so that only she could hear herself,

"I'll always be your Ella."

Still Hermione's POV

The next days were wonderful with Harry and Ron. They didn't mention what had happened at all between Draco and I. I still cry myself to sleep, but it's good that, that happened I suppose. I need to get used to being mean to him. To calling him names like ferret-face, and Slytherin slime, and The King of Idiots. Life with Draco over the summer never was like this. They'd sometimes spend all day out in the lake or riding in the woods. Although things weren't perfect, they'd had their fair share of fights. Like the most recent one they had (not including the one about Ella not telling Draco she was also Hermione) was about Draco calling a little first year a mudblood that they had seen at a shop. He wasn't sure why she had been so sensitive about it, and hopefully he never would have to. There was another thing about Ella that Draco didn't know. She wasn't on the dark side. No, she wasn't on the side of light either but she did not support Lord Voldemort and his deatheaters, nor did she ever suppose she would. It would take something very big for her to change her mind. Even though she was the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange she felt sorry for Harry, and a part of her really cared about him, and wanted him to win. Yet another, so much stronger part didn't want her parents to lose. Not that it was a game but just as well because only one person will win in the end. Her mom had killed the only person Harry really loved, Sirius, the only family Harry had, had. She didn't fully understand how she could love her parents so much and yet be against them.

Draco's POV

We flooed to Diagon Alley. I hurried out of the fireplace in hopes that Ella was there. I'm not really sure why I looked for her, as she wouldn't look like Ella. My dad rushed off to Knockturn Alley to do some business. My mom saw a good friend of hers so she went to shop with her and I; I was on my own for the day. I got all of my shopping done and by the end of the day I was tired so I slowly walked over to Tom's Ice Cream Parlor. I spotted the inseparable Gryffindor triplets who are glued at the hips.

"Figures. As soon as we were enjoying the day, a little ferret comes along and ruins it"

The Weasel said.

Look at Granger! She changed over the summer. Her hair was now straight as a needle, her clothes were a little more becoming on her petite body. She actually has curves under there. She's kind of hot. No! Wait I didn't just say that about a mudblood. I've got Ella to concentrate on.

"Well, now my day is complete, especially now that I ran into Weasel, Pottyhead, and the Mudblood." I said with sarcasm dripping from my lips.

Hermione moved closer to me, closer than I preferred anyway, and got in my face saying, "Number one, don't EVER call me that again. Number two, for you information, I am not a mudblood." Wow. I didn't think she had it in her, what did she mean not a mudblood though. She was definitely serious though because her eyes were cold when she said that. Her beautiful eyes. They're golden-rod yellow, they sort of gave me the shivers, and I didn't really know what I was doing there at that moment. The only thing I could think about was Ella, they were just like Ella's eyes. "Ella" I whispered.

"Why did you just say 'Ella'?" The mudblood asked me.

"Did you get Head Girl then Granger?" I said quickly trying to cover up my mistake.

"Yes, I suppose we'll have to work together this year." Hermione said with distain.

"How'd you know that I was Head Boy?" I asked suspiciously.

"By assuming that your precious father was able to pay your way in."

"For your information Granger, I have the 2nd highest grade at Hogwarts!"

"Under me of course." She had said rather triumphantly.

"Of course, I bow to your greatness." As I said this I bowed down and hit a bowl of ice cream and it landed all over Hermione's shoes. I stood up to my normal height and said sorry, of course I said it like I had done it purposefully, which I had. Hermione just stood there with a single tear running down her cheek and I didn't feel sorry for her one bit. She looked at me with a face that plainly asked me why I would ever do that. 'Well Granger, frankly it's because I don't like you.' I thought as though our minds were connected somehow. I turned around and walked off to get my ice cream, hopefully the Mudblood and her twin posies left.

Draco's POV cont'd

We got to King's Cross early that day so I found a compartment that would hopefully be all my own. I didn't want to have that slut Pansy hanging all over me today. Nor did I care to be in the company of Goyle and Crabbe. Seeing as were they aren't capable of having a real conversation, I don't like talking with them. However if Blaise showed up I would not mind have a good conversation with him. I feel like he's the only person I can really talk to. Oh sure there are the other guys who are on the Quidditch team that I can talk to, and some guys from Ravenclaw that I hang out with, but Blaise is my best friend, and has been since before I can remember. Hopefully, he'll find me before the others do. Who knows, perhaps he'll be too busy hanging with his girlfriend, unless they broke up. I'm not really sure, Ella and I had such a great summer. I didn't really pay much attention to anyone else. Sure you could call me a bad friend, but you could also call me a great boyfriend. I wonder what Ella's doing right now...