A/N Thx to Applescm, dracolov, WolfessInloveWithDraco, bananaspliters, HPfan 4ever, SeptEmbeRzChiLd, and runnerchick102 for reviewing
"Okay," Hermione said to herself as she gathered up her books for class the next day, "all I have to do is be nice to Malfoy, that's not gonna be hard." She walked into the common room and say Malfoy standing by one of the desks,
piling up his own books.
"Um, hi Mal- Draco," Hermione said as Draco turned around.
"Hi....Hermione," he said, looking at her lips, wondering what it would feel like to kiss her. 'Oh God, this is not good,' he thought, 'I can't, I repeat, can't be attracted to Granger!!!'
Hermione, on the other hand, was thinking that it might not be as bad as she thought it was, 'I mean, he is in the Order now and he did help fight the battle against Voldemort, maybe this can work.
"So, umm, class..." Draco said.
"Right, potions," Hermione headed toward the portal hole.
"Right," and they walked out of the common room together.
As they made their way down to the dungeons, they were completely silent, both lost in the thought of being friends with their enemy for the past six years.
They entered the potions classroom and took their seats.
"Attention everyone," Snape said as he burst into the room, bringing total silence whether he liked it or not "today we will brewing a potion of most complexity. Do pay attention, especially those who can't even concoct the simplest of potions," Snape continued, pointedly looking at Neville. "I will be partnering you up," he walked over to his desk and picked up a slip of parchment, " Potter and Parkinson, Wesley and Bulstrode, Granger and Malfoy...," Hermione groaned inwardly as her potions master continued to read the list.
"You will have until the end of the week to finish this....Well, what are you waiting for, BEGIN," Snape tapped to board and instructions appeared.
Hermione moved all of her stuff over to Malfoy's table, seeing that he wasn't about to move. "Okay," she said,
sitting down beside him, "this will probably take a while to brew, so I think we should work on it after classes so we can get finished with it."
"Why, aren't you eager to spend time with me," Draco whined, giving Hermione his best puppy-dog eyes. Hermione blushed briefly, not meeting Draco's eyes. "You go get the ingredients," she said changing the subject and watched as he walked off. 'Nice arse,' she thought. The two worked in harmony the rest of the class, oblivious to the many pairs of eyes that were on them.
"Okay, so we'll meet back here around five, I don't think we could do it in the common room, we wouldn't have the resources," Hermione said to Draco as they walked out of potions class.
"Yea, I'll see you then," he said and walked off in the opposite direction.
"What was up with that," Ron said as he and Harry came up on either side of her.
"What was what," she replied, unusually happy.
"Were you just talking to Malfoy!?!?"
"Well, yea, you see, he's really not that bad, once you talk to him," she couldn't keep from smiling, something about Malfoy made her feel light headed.
"Maybe we should take her to Madame Pomphrey," Harry said jokingly, trying to look as serious as he could, then burst out laughing, "Oh come on Ron, were like seventeen now, lighten up, and we know he's not for Voldemort, he joined the Order, so he can't be completely bad."
"Yeah, but, but," Ron stammered, lost for words.
"A little interhouse friendship never hurt anyone Ron, now loosen up, we have Charms next," she said, looping her arms through his and Harry's, practically skipping to class.
"Oh my God, Drakie, were you actually talking to that Gryffendor bitch?" Pansy Parkinson squealed, clinging on to Draco.
"The better question, Pansy, would be 'Am I actually talking to the Slytherin slut,' so why don't you just go fuck off," he replied, pushing her off of him. Pansy looked slightly offended then huffed up and walked deliberately towards some sixth year, trying to look seducing, which only managed to make her look like she had a carrot stuck up her arse.
'Hermione, God she looks so good and I guess she's kinda all right....,' he thought while walking to Transfiguration class, 'she will be mine this year,' and all through class, he plotted on ways to be alone with her.
A/N So sorry for not updating sooner...I've been really busy and I know this chappie is even shorted than the other two, but im trying, I really am. I'm still not sure how this is gonna work Please review
"Okay," Hermione said to herself as she gathered up her books for class the next day, "all I have to do is be nice to Malfoy, that's not gonna be hard." She walked into the common room and say Malfoy standing by one of the desks,
piling up his own books.
"Um, hi Mal- Draco," Hermione said as Draco turned around.
"Hi....Hermione," he said, looking at her lips, wondering what it would feel like to kiss her. 'Oh God, this is not good,' he thought, 'I can't, I repeat, can't be attracted to Granger!!!'
Hermione, on the other hand, was thinking that it might not be as bad as she thought it was, 'I mean, he is in the Order now and he did help fight the battle against Voldemort, maybe this can work.
"So, umm, class..." Draco said.
"Right, potions," Hermione headed toward the portal hole.
"Right," and they walked out of the common room together.
As they made their way down to the dungeons, they were completely silent, both lost in the thought of being friends with their enemy for the past six years.
They entered the potions classroom and took their seats.
"Attention everyone," Snape said as he burst into the room, bringing total silence whether he liked it or not "today we will brewing a potion of most complexity. Do pay attention, especially those who can't even concoct the simplest of potions," Snape continued, pointedly looking at Neville. "I will be partnering you up," he walked over to his desk and picked up a slip of parchment, " Potter and Parkinson, Wesley and Bulstrode, Granger and Malfoy...," Hermione groaned inwardly as her potions master continued to read the list.
"You will have until the end of the week to finish this....Well, what are you waiting for, BEGIN," Snape tapped to board and instructions appeared.
Hermione moved all of her stuff over to Malfoy's table, seeing that he wasn't about to move. "Okay," she said,
sitting down beside him, "this will probably take a while to brew, so I think we should work on it after classes so we can get finished with it."
"Why, aren't you eager to spend time with me," Draco whined, giving Hermione his best puppy-dog eyes. Hermione blushed briefly, not meeting Draco's eyes. "You go get the ingredients," she said changing the subject and watched as he walked off. 'Nice arse,' she thought. The two worked in harmony the rest of the class, oblivious to the many pairs of eyes that were on them.
"Okay, so we'll meet back here around five, I don't think we could do it in the common room, we wouldn't have the resources," Hermione said to Draco as they walked out of potions class.
"Yea, I'll see you then," he said and walked off in the opposite direction.
"What was up with that," Ron said as he and Harry came up on either side of her.
"What was what," she replied, unusually happy.
"Were you just talking to Malfoy!?!?"
"Well, yea, you see, he's really not that bad, once you talk to him," she couldn't keep from smiling, something about Malfoy made her feel light headed.
"Maybe we should take her to Madame Pomphrey," Harry said jokingly, trying to look as serious as he could, then burst out laughing, "Oh come on Ron, were like seventeen now, lighten up, and we know he's not for Voldemort, he joined the Order, so he can't be completely bad."
"Yeah, but, but," Ron stammered, lost for words.
"A little interhouse friendship never hurt anyone Ron, now loosen up, we have Charms next," she said, looping her arms through his and Harry's, practically skipping to class.
"Oh my God, Drakie, were you actually talking to that Gryffendor bitch?" Pansy Parkinson squealed, clinging on to Draco.
"The better question, Pansy, would be 'Am I actually talking to the Slytherin slut,' so why don't you just go fuck off," he replied, pushing her off of him. Pansy looked slightly offended then huffed up and walked deliberately towards some sixth year, trying to look seducing, which only managed to make her look like she had a carrot stuck up her arse.
'Hermione, God she looks so good and I guess she's kinda all right....,' he thought while walking to Transfiguration class, 'she will be mine this year,' and all through class, he plotted on ways to be alone with her.
A/N So sorry for not updating sooner...I've been really busy and I know this chappie is even shorted than the other two, but im trying, I really am. I'm still not sure how this is gonna work Please review