A/N: And now, by popular demand…No I'm only joking this is here because I felt like writing it. And thank you to all of my wonderful reviewers.. I love you all soo much…Don't you all forget, Reviews are like cheering Charms….Leave me some please…and now without further ado.. Chapter Two of Too Close For Comfort

There Are Twenty-Four Prefects, Which Makes Twelve Pairs

"Hermione…" a soft voice whispered in my ear. "Wake up Hermione." Then I realized I was not alone in my bed. And it was a boy's voice. Belonging to someone I was snuggled up against. I shot out of bed.

"Draco!! Oh God! This sharing a bed thing is going to take some getting used too."

Draco just laughed. "You have no idea how funny you looked just then." He managed to choke out.

I glared at him.

He stopped laughing. I went into the restroom without another word.

I was just tossing my robes on when I heard Draco shout. "Breakfast is here, Hermione!"

I walked into our common room. Draco was shoving toast in his mouth. "Just like Ron," I muttered.

"Don't compare me to him!" he shouted. At first I thought he was angry. Then he grinned. "I'm much better looking than Weasel."

I flopped down onto the couch next to Malfoy, and helped myself to the jelly. Grape. I smiled. Then I noticed a piece of parchment sitting next to the jelly.

"Did you even notice the note?" He shook his head. "Just like Weasel," I muttered. Then I realized I had just called my best friend by my worst enemy's nickname for him. I quickly opened the letter. "it's from Dumbledore…" I trailed off when I noticed Draco staring at me. "What?"

"You just called Ron Weasel."

"You just called Ron Ron." He shut up then. "Anyways. Dumbledore just wanted to let us know that we won't get breakfast her everyday, just when he is meeting us in the mornings… which will be weekly…every Friday…and also to remind us of our meeting this morning. And he also says he is proud of our behavior. You know, that is really creepy, he hears everything we say and such. You better get dressed we have to meet Dumbledore in ten minutes."

I was rambling because I noticed Draco was still in his boxers. And that he looked really hot in them. Granger!! What has gotten into you? He is your worst enemy! But he is being really nice… Only because he has too! Sometimes I wish I could stop arguments with myself as easily as I could stop arguments between Ron and Harry.

But I did wonder what the bloody hell I was thinking…or I did until Draco walked out of the bathroom, looking stunning in a tight green shirt and blue jeans. He crossed the room and picked up his robes, tossing them on. Pity I thought. Goddamnit Granger, pull yourself together!

We made our way to the Headmaster's office in silence. "Slithering Lions," we said in unison. Draco looked at me a bit strangely. "What?" I said, noticing his strange look continue as we ascended the stairs.

"Nothing," he mumbled, looking at his feet, a slight flush in his pale cheeks. God he's cute when he's embarrassed. I guess I was going to have to get used to thoughts like that. They hadn't shown any signs of abating so far this morning. I guess that is what happens when you live with a boy, you become attracted to them. I wouldn't know, having never lived with a boy before. But I figured that was what happened. No matter how ridiculous the feelings were, at least I knew that it was only because I lived with him.

I knocked on the door.

"Come in. Have a seat Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger," he addressed us as we sat down in two comfortable chairs. It was nice to be in this office when I wasn't in trouble, and someone hadn't died. Those were the only pretenses in which I had visited the headmaster's office before.

"I just wanted to let you two know of your duties this year. You will be organizing the prefect's patrol schedules, planning the Halloween and Yule balls, over-seeing the Prefect meetings, and such. We will meet every Friday morning to discuss things. Also, I want the prefects to patrol in partners. You two will be partnered together. I want you to make it clear to the Prefects that during patrols they are not to leave their partner. I want everyone completely safe. Understood?"

"Yes, Headmaster." We spoke in unison again. It was a bit creepy.

" The next prefect meeting will be this evening. Mr. Malfoy, I want you to stay behind. Ms. Granger, you may go."

"Umm, Professor?" I realized I didn't know where to go after this.

"Yes, Miss Granger?"

"Our schedules, we missed breakfast so we didn't get them…"

"Oh yes quite right," Dumbledore chuckled to himself, as he shuffled through the papers on his desk. "Here we go, ah yes I see you both have NEWT Charms next, so Miss Granger, you may wait outside for Mr. Malfoy, and you can walk to class together."

I really didn't want to walk to class with Draco. I wanted to hurry to the Great Hall, and see if I couldn't catch Ron or Harry, and walk with them. But you don't say no to Dumbledore. "Yes Headmaster," I sighed, and exited his office.

I never did find out what Dumbledore wanted to talk to Draco about. He came out beet red, not with anger, but embarrassment, and refused to talk about it. "Come on, let's get to Flitwick's" he mumbled, looking at his feet. I was struck again by how cute he was, but pushed the thought away. We were going to be late to class.

I would have made it in time if Ron and Harry hadn't clobbered me on the way.

"Hermione! You're alive!"

"The scum didn't kill you!"

"No I didn't thank you very much, Potter, Weasley," He said coldly. But I noticed he used their real names, even if the boys didn't.

They glared at Draco, and escorted me the rest of the way to Charms, leaving him following along behind us, scowling the whole way.

"Students!" Professor Flitwick squeaked. "You are late! To the first class of the first day!"

"Sir, Draco and I were meeting with the Headmaster this morning."

"Oh right, yes well that however does not excuse Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley's tardiness. I'm afraid ten points from Gryffindor. Now take your seats." Harry, Ron and I made our way to the three empty seats at the back of the room, and Draco walked over to sit by Blaise. "Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Granger, you two will be sitting next to each other. Right Here." He pointed to two seats in the front of the room. Draco and I sighed. In unison. I wished we would stop doing that. I made my way up to the chairs in the front of the room.

The rest of the morning went uneventfully. Draco was placed next to me in every class we shared. Which was all. Draco was training to be an Auror, as were Ron, Harry, and I. Although I found the idea of Draco becoming an Auror a lot more ridiculous than Harry, Ron, and I becoming one. Draco came from the darkest wizard family around.

"We have to plan the Patrol schedules during lunch, Hermione, the meeting is tonight." Malfoy's whispers brought me out of my reverie. NEWT History of Magic classes were even more boring than the old ones. I had even nodded off once. Draco woke me. I realized he was right, which was creepy. Then I realized we hadn't argued at all, except for that one minor mishap. Which was creepier.

"Yeah you're right. I'll meet you in the common room after this class, all right?"

"Have to meet Potter and Weasley first? Tell them not to worry?" He smirked. I glared. He stopped.

"Ron, Harry, I have to skip lunch today. Draco and I have to plan the prefects meeting today." Harry just nodded. Ron glared. I ran to the portrait of the snakes.

"Slithering Lioness" I gasped. Running up five flights of stairs is no joke. I saw Draco had conjured a desk, and was furiously scribbling on a piece of parchment.

"Thanks for waiting Draco." He lazily conjured up another chair next to him. Why does everything in this room turn green, red, gold or silver? I get that it is our house colors, but it was a bit creepy. For one thing, Draco's chair was red, but mine was a deep forest green.

I shrugged it off and sat down. "There are twenty four prefects, which makes twelve pairs. I figure we should have two pairs patrol each night, one the upper floors and towers, the other the lower floors and the dungeons. I've started some pairs already…" He stopped as he noticed I was gaping at him. "What?"

"You got a lot of work done already."

"I'm hungry. I want to make it to lunch…" Food appeared on the desk Draco had conjured. "That is convenient. I wonder if I said I fancied a girl, one would be sent up?"

"Draco!!" I shouted, indignant.

"I'm only joking, Hermione… now come on we have to finish. We have Care of Magical Creatures next."

We worked through lunch, eating the food, but not noticing what was presented to us. By the time it was time for Hagrid's class, we had finished the schedules for the entire next month. Ron would be having fits later. He was paired with Padma Patil, who hadn't quite forgiven him for the Yule Ball during fourth year. But it was either that or Pansy.

I copied the sheets so there was enough for everyone. Missed patrols would not be acceptable. We walked down the sloping lawns to Hagrid's hut, laughing and joking. Then I realized that we were acting like old friends. Which scared me, at the same time a sending an odd shiver down my spine.

Hagrid's lesson was on Augreys. That was depressing. Hearing Augrey song for an hour would depress anyone, but not Malfoy. He was cheerful as a chipmunk. He was laughing cheerfully. "Shut up, Draco."

"Did you forget to put a Cheering Charm on yourself?" As a matter of fact, I had. He did one for me.

"Thanks, Draco."

"No problem, Hermione." There it was again. That friendship thing. How is it that Draco and I get along so well?

A/N: Ahhhh yes chapter two is finished….now do you really take me for someone who will withhold the next chapter until I get a certain number of reviews? No I will not do that to you… but reviews are nice……and I would like to have them…come on…hit that review button! You know you want to…….