OK.. this is my first Hermione and Draco fic. Haha so if its bad ill understand. I accept flames. Well here goes:

THE UNEXPECTED

Chp 1 Things will be different

Hermione Granger looked like an ordinary girl that was highly intelligent. The truth is, however, she wasn't ordinary. Not ordinary at all. No, Hermione Granger was a witch.

When she was 11 years old, she had received her Hogwarts letter, the one letter that had changed her life.

She had bushy brown hair and a matching set of chocolaty brown eyes. She wasn't what you would call a beauty, but she was fairly pretty.

"GOD! Will there ever be ONE day that I wont have to wake you two up? You guys are going to be late for breakfast if you don't hurry!" Hermione yelled at her two best friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.

The only response she received was a groan. That was it, she'd had it. She grabbed two glasses of water and dumped them on each of their heads.

"AAAHH! MIONE! What the BLOODY HELL was that for?" they both yelled at her.

"Oh isn't it obvious? I did it because I wanted to get you wet." She looked at them skeptically.

"and WHY would u want to see us wet?" Ron asked, thinking Hermione had really gone mental this time.

"RON! I was being sarcastic. I threw water on you two to wake you up! You should both be more responsible and wake up on time on your own! We, as the older students of Hogwarts, must set a good example to the younger students."

"Alright, alright. We'll be down in a minute."

Hermione tutted as she walked to the common room. Harry and Ron were soon down as well. Then the trio went to get their breakfast.

"Oi FRED! I think I've got it! I think I've found a way to get them to switch back!" George said excitedly to his twin.

Fred and George were related to Ron and Ginny Weasley. They had left school early and opened up a joke shop with Harry's triwizard winnings. That was a secret between them that they all hoped Mrs. Weasley would never figure out. The twins were currently working on a candy that would make two people change bodies if they each ate half of it. They wouldn't change back until they ate half of the other candy.

"Brilliant! I say we test them on some of our old school mates!" Fred said excitedly.

"I say your right dear brother. Let's have a Slytherin switch with a...."

"Gryffindor! That would be interesting. I hope that stupid prat Malfoy gets it."

"Yes, and Lee. It'd be a great joke. I say we make a visit to Hogwarts."

"Splendid! This will be a visit that I'll never forget."

"Ron, that's disgusting!"

Hermione snapped as she watched Ron try to shove as much food into his mouth as he possibly could. Ron acted as if he hadn't heard her and didn't pay any attention to her at all, but continued to stuff food into his mouth.

"Now, Now mudblood. Let the weasel eat. You have to understand that he probably doesn't get enough food at home since he can't afford it."

"Shut it Malfoy." Harry gritted through his clenched teeth. He glared at Malfoy with pure hatred.

"Oh Potty? You coming to the aid of a weasel and the mudblood are you? You know, not everyone needs you to save them, so I suggest you stop playing the little hero."

Malfoy was clearly still angry about the fact that Harry had gotten his father thrown into Azkaban.

Now, usually Hermione was telling them to ignore Malfoy and that he wasn't worth the trouble, but Hermione had changed slightly over the summer. She looked the same yes, but her temper had become a bit shorter. So, obviously, what Malfoy had said caused her to snap. She stood up abruptly and glared hard at Malfoy.

"Listen here, ferret boy. You've gotten away with this shit FAR too long. I'm sick of ignoring it. I'm sick of you calling me a bloody mudblood. So I suggest that had better stop...I'm warning you" she eyed him steadily.

"I'm not the nice, rule abiding Hermione anymore. You call me a mudblood one more time today and I swear you will regret it. And as for Ron being poor...I'll say its true, BUT he CAN afford things! He may not have an endless supply of money, but its better to be in a good loving family and have no money that to live with death eater trash who grovel at the feet of an evil, good for nothing, power hungry wizard and be rich. Oh yes,, MUCH better."

She hissed at Malfoy in a deadly whisper.

Harry and Ron gaped at her, along with everybody else. No one had ever seen this side of her before. Crabbe and Goyle just stared stupidly, trying to understand what had just happened.

"Is that all mu..Granger? Because you seem to be wasting my time"

Malfoy said in response with a slight hint of fear, anger, and confusion in his voice.

"Actually...NO! That is NOT all. Don't you DARE talk about Harry "playing" the hero again! He does NOT "play" hero. You, Malfoy, of all people, should know. Your father was right in Volde...mort's inner circle. YOU should know about...well, that Harry IS the one who can defeat Voldemort and reinstate peace to the wizarding world. So he is NOT playing hero, ferret. He IS the hero, and you wont be all high and mighty when he finishes of your master, so you had better watch yourself!"

Hermione was now breathing heavily. She was so angry and now she was letting it all out. All those years he tormented her and her friends, this is the year it wouldn't be ignored.

"Well Granger, that little speech was touching really, and possibly frightening?"

He said in mock fear.

"but, it's a pity that there is no true meaning behind your little words. That's all they are, little words."

Malfoy retorted. He was very good at concealing his try feelings and emotions. He was actually frightened about what she could do to him. She WAS the cleverest witch in her year. He, Draco Malfoy, would of course, NEVER admit that he felt this way.

"Just watch your back Malfoy" She seethed as she sent him a death glare.

"Lets go guys" She called to Harry and Ron who were still gaping and oogling at her. They just stood up and followed her out of the Great Hall.

"That was bloody brilliant, Hermione!"

"Yea, you really told him. 'I'm not the nice, rule abiding Hermione anymore!' That was excellent!"

"It wasn't really. But I meant every word. I'm tired of putting up with all of it. I'm tired of ignoring it as he gets NO punishment. Oh no. Things will be different year."

'Yes very different; I'll make him wish he was never born if he messes with me again.'

She mused to herself as she walked into potions. She took her usual seat with Harry and Ron.

About two minutes later Malfoy came in flanked with his two cronies and that clingy slut of a girl, Pansy Parkinson.

"OH DRAKIEKINS! You'll show that mudblood filth. She'll never win against a pureblood, let a lone the school hottie." Pansy cooed to a disgusted Draco as she affectionately played with his hair.

"Good morning class. Today we will be brewing a truth potion. It will not be quite as strong as veritaserum (sp?), but sill extremely effective. I will be partnering you with someone for this class."

"Potter and Crabbe"

"Weasel...y and Goyle" Malfoy smirked at this.

He went on sorting the class and then

"Granger and...Parkinson"

"Excuse me professor. What about me? There is no one else I could partner with." Said Malfoy.

"Ahh, yes that would be a problem. Well let's see, you'll just have to work with Granger and Parkinson."

'Great! The 2 girls I hate most. A mudblood and a clingy slut.' Malfoy thought to himself.

The three didn't talk much during the lesson. Well, Hermione didn't. Pansy was continuously talking to sweet little Draco how perfect he was. It made Hermione sick. She was about to add the last ingredient when suddenly Malfoy shouted

"GRANGER! No! It's 3 ounces not 2!"

"Malfoy leave this to me. I wouldn't want a pureblood disgrace, like your self, to ruin my grade for today."

"Well seeing as how your mudblood filth has already intoxicated it, there isn't much more damage to be done"

"That's it Malfoy! I warned you!" screeched Hermione as she grabbed the cauldron and poured half of its contents on Malfoy. She nodded triumphantly as it soaked into his hair. She filled the vile with the remainder of the potion and put it on Professor Snape's desk.

Malfoy was shocked. So there WAS meaning behind her little words. His mouth hung open as a bit of the potion dripped in, causing him to start sputtering, trying to get the horrible tasting potion out of his mouth.

Professor Snape recovered from his shock and walked over to Hermione, shaking with anger.

"I cannot believe you lost control back there Granger. NOTHING, I repeat NOTHING gives you the right to embarrass and possibly harm another student! 50 points from Gryffindor and a weeks worth of detention!"

She simply nodded and headed back to her seat with a smile of satisfaction on her face. The whole class was shocked at what good little Hermione had done, but she was no longer good.

'I may have gotten detentions, but it was well worth it.' She thought to herself.

'Yep. Things would definitely be different this year. This year would be very interesting.'

Hermione didn't know how right she was.