A/N: Hello fellow readers! Okay a lot of you are 'disgusted' with how I 'ruined' Harry's image. Oh come on people! Do you really think I would totally do that to our hero? Please just keep reading, there is more than meets the eye... Oh and I have changed it from Romance/Action/ Adventure to Romance/Drama... other than that, thankyou for reviewing and I hope you enjoy Chapter Four!
DISCLAMER: Well we all know the answer right? Just in case for some lunatic reason you don't know I'll tell you: I DO NOT WHAT SO EVER OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF THE PLACES MENTIONED!
Chapter Four: First Day of School
The rest of the feast went along smoothly. Hermione talked to Ron, Neville, Seamus, Pavarti and Ginny. It seemed that Pavarti was just as angry at Lavenders behaviour as Hermione was. But Ginny kept on casting strange looks at Harry who was stuck between Dennis and Colin Creevy.
The next morning rose to be a clear blue warm one. Hermione rolled over in her king-single bed and looked around her new room. Head students got their own room in their house tower. Hermione's room was at the top of the Girls Dormitory staircase. Sitting up Hermione smiled and looked around her room. White plush carpet, deep maroon walls. There were two wooden old-fashioned doors. One near the full-length windows, which faced towards the Quidditch pitch and one across the other side of the room. The one near the windows lead to the staircase and the other to Hermione's private bathroom. Next to the bathroom door was a dark wooden desk, which had Hermione's bag full of her textbooks on it. Next to Hermione bed, which was in the middle of the room the head of the bed against a wall, was a wooden bedside table with her alarm clock and a photo of her parents on it. Next to her bedroom door was a bookcase, which adjoined onto her cupboard and dresser.
Hermione climbed out of bed and dressed into her uniform. She than brushed her hair and forgot about makeup.
"Not as if I have anyone to please," muttered Hermione, "And I'm not going to let him make me cry."
Nodding at herself and what she decided, Hermione grabbed her bag and left for the Great Hall.
"Good morning Ginny," greeted Hermione cheerfully taking a seat beside her.
Ginny yawned and smiled at Hermione, "Y-you s-seem h-happy today."
"I decided I'm not going to let him make me cry today. Anyway has McGonagall handed out timetables yet?"
"Not yet. Morning Ron."
Ron nodded and started piling his plate with bacon, eggs, has browns, sausages and toast.
"His brain hasn't loaded the talking section yet Gin," laughed Hermione.
"Ahh... I see. Always knew you were slow Ron."
Ron glared at his sister and friend before they all laughed.
"Here are your timetables... ahh Miss Granger could you do me a favour and hand out the Slytherin timetables?" came McGonagall's strict voice.
"Err... sure," replied Hermione standing up.
Ginny and Ron smiled sympathetically before returning to feeding their faces.
"Thankyou Miss Granger," smiled McGonagall handing Hermione a stack of 250 timetables.
"Oh okay," said Hermione slowly grimacing at Pansy's timetable, which was on top.
Hermione walked over to the Slytherin table and started handing timetables out.
"I'm not taking that," snarled Millicent looking at Hermione's hand in disgust.
"Oh stop being pathetic and take it," snapped Hermione, "Or I won't give it to you and you will have no idea where to go to for your first lesson."
Millicent glared at Hermione and took it muttering threats under her breath.
"Oh please, you don't scare me anyway I could beat you in a duel with my eyes shut," Hermione looked at the next timetable, "Zabini, Blaise."
Hermione spotted the dark haired, hazel eyed tallish boy and walked down to him.
"Zabini," said Hermione holding out his timetable.
"Granger," replied Blaise nodding.
Hermione smiled and handed Crabbe and Goyle's there's.
"Malfoy," muttered Hermione scowling.
"What?" came a cold drawl behind her.
Hermione turned on her heel, "Your timetable."
"You've been touching it?"
"What scared you'll catch cooties?"
"No, mudblood germs."
"That is just as pathetic as cooties Malfoy. Now do you want it or not?"
"Not particularly."
"Okay fine... let's see," murmured Hermione turning her back to him, "Parkinson, Jonathon!"
A blonde boy with a similar nose to Pansy raised his hand. Hermione walked towards him with Draco watching her.
"Where are you going Granger?"
"Doing my job."
"Give me my timetable."
"You said you didn't want it."
"I said not particularly."
"Just as good as saying no."
"Give me my timetable."
Hermione just continued handing out the timetables till she had only Draco's in her hand.
"Granger."
Hermione walked past him back to the Gryffindor table to collect her bag and head for her first lesson, Advanced Transfiguration.
Draco couldn't believe how stubborn Hermione was being and followed her.
"Give me my timetable dammit."
"You know there is such thing as asking me nicely Malfoy."
"I will not act nice to you Granger."
"Have it your way then. Pansy do you want Malfoy's timetable?" said Hermione turning to face Pansy's direction.
"Please Granger... please just let me have it!" pleaded Draco.
Hermione smirked at Draco, "Anyone would think you didn't want her to know what lessons you have. Here you go."
Hermione handed Draco his timetable and left the Great Hall.
"She did it again!" thought Draco furiously knowing that was the second time Hermione had pulled a stunt over him.
Hermione entered her Transfiguration classroom ten minutes before the lesson began. Hermione found a seat near the front and waited.
Slowly students trickled in talking with friends. Advanced Transfiguration was a mixture of Slytherin's, Gryffindor's and Ravenclaw's. Not one Hufflepuff. Much to Hermione's relief Draco wasn't in this class.
"Hey Hermione."
Hermione looked up and smiled at Dean and Pavarti.
"Hey you two. Take a seat," replied Hermione smiling.
Pavarti and Dean quickly took a seat a McGonagall entered.
"Morning class. Now this year..." McGonagall quickly slipped into the lecture about this years outcomes and what she will be expecting of the top Transfiguration students she saw before her.
An hour later and two, two-meter rolls of parchment of notes Transfiguration came to an end. Hermione quietly packed her bag, saying bye to Dean and Pavarti as they left before her.
"Miss Granger? Could I please see you for a minute?" asked McGonagall wiping her blackboard clean.
"Sure Professor," said Hermione walking over to her.
"Tonight at 7pm," said McGonagall looking at her, "There will be a head meeting in my office. Can you please inform Mr Malfoy... if you have to, make him listen to you."
Hermione nodded, "Okay Professor."
"Have a good day."
Hermione nodded and quickly left for Potions.
Walking through a corridor near the dungeon entrance Hermione heard her name being called. Looking back over her shoulder Hermione saw Harry.
Instantly Hermione started walking faster.
"Please Hermione! Listen to me!" begged Harry catching up to her.
"I'm late for my lesson," replied Hermione looking dead ahead.
"Just give me one minute."
"I don't have one minute to spare you." Tears were welling up in Hermione's eyes.
"Well a second then," persisted Harry.
Hermione stopped walking and looked at Harry, "Just leave me alone! I don't need any of this right now! Stop begging me to listen to you. I saw what I saw, I wasn't seeing things! You cheated on me! That's all there is!"
With a whirl of robes Hermione continued on her way without a backward glance at Harry.
Harry stood rooted to the spot watching Hermione walk away in tears.
"If only she knew the truth," thought Harry sadly.
But there was something that Harry didn't get. He didn't know what but he knew he wasn't feeling something right.
Hermione slammed her bag on the desk as she sat down in the potions classroom waiting for Snape.
"Chucking a tantrum are we?"
Hermione looked behind her and saw Draco smirking his annoying smirk at her.
"Oh shut up git."
"Oh that hurt Granger. It broke my heart."
"You have a heart? Wow... that is a scientific miracle," said Hermione mockingly.
"Oh ha ha. So what did Potty do to you this time? Sleep with Weasel?"
"If you don't shut up Malfoy not only will your so called heart be broken but so will your head, along with a few more limbs. And I won't be using magic either."
"You? Break my bones?"
"Yes me break your twigs you call bones."
"These are not twigs Granger," sneered Draco flexing his arm.
Hermione rolled her eyes and turned to the front as Hannah Abbott sat beside her.
"Hello Hermione. I heard what happened with Harry," smiled Hannah sympathetically.
Hermione smiled, "Hey Hannah. I think everyone has heard what's happened between us."
"Do you think everything will work out between you two?"
Hermione opened her mouth and closed it.
That question had her thinking. If things did work out with Harry did she want to go out with him still? Wouldn't any normal girl be in a complete mess about something like that? Why wasn't Hermione hurting? What the hell are her feelings towards Harry come to think about it?
"I-I dunno Hannah. I honestly don't know," sighed Hermione.
"Wow I have to write this one down," sneered Draco who had been listening to them, "Granger doesn't know something."
"Well Malfoy. I do happen to know one thing you don't know," smiled Hermione.
Hannah threw her a questioning look.
"And what is that Granger?" asked Draco.
"I'm not telling."
With another smile Hermione turned back to the front as Snape literally flew into the classroom.
"Quiet and face the front. No foolish wand waving or silly incantations. I want your undivided attention. This year is your NEWT year. This year is your career decision. The marks you receive for these tests are the decider for your future wether you believe it or not... now onto more important things..." Snape, just like McGonagall fell into a lecture of what he expected this year.
Draco kept throwing Hermione curious looks all through out the lesson. What did she know that he didn't know?
"Mudblood tell me what you know!" hissed Draco when Snape had his back turned.
Hermione shook her head sniggering.
"What do you know?" whispered Hannah so Draco couldn't hear.
"Nothing. I'm having him on," replied Hermione, "Laugh as if a told you."
Hannah nodded and laughed quietly throwing Draco a look to make him think Hermione told her.
"Granger you freak, tell me!" whispered Draco.
Hermione just dipped her quill in her inkbottle and continued writing.
By the end of the lesson Draco looked as if he was going to lose his mind. The bell sounded and everyone began packing.
"Oh Malfoy," said Hermione remembering McGonagall's message, "McGonagall said to tell you that tonight at 7pm sharp we have a meeting with her in her office. And just so you know that is not the thing I know that you don't know okay?"
Draco rose his eyebrows, "What is you know that I don't know?"
"Something that is so shocking you will wet your pants if I told you," replied Hermione walking out.
Draco threw his belongings in his bag and rushed out after Hermione.
"Come on Granger tell me."
"What's this? Malfoy being nice to me?" said Hermione loud enough for people walking past to stop and watch them.
Draco looked around and glared at Hermione, "The day I'm nice to you is the day I go crazy."
"Which would be any day now."
"You wish you filthy little mudblood."
Hermione's eyes narrowed darkly, "Me, wish for you to be nice to me? Ha! Dream on Ferret Brains."
"Why would I dream on for something like that to happen? Shouldn't you be dreaming that Voldemort doesn't kill you?"
Hermione's anger flared up two more notches, "You know what? Your ego is so fucking huge that your head needs deflating! You strut around this place as if you own it! It's always make way for the King of Slytherins... but really you are only leading a kingdom of ferrets!"
"My ego huge? I would be worrying about Potty's ego!" sneered Draco; "He seems to think he can get any girl in bed!"
Hermione shook her head in disbelief, "You really are scared aren't you?"
"What are you on about?"
"You are scared that Harry is going to our do you in everything! Just admit it Malfoy you are scared."
"I am not Granger!"
Draco barged past Hermione nearly knocking her to the ground.
Hermione caught her balance but knowing fully well she had hit Draco where it hurt the most.
Hermione entered the Great Hall ten minutes later. Already the hall was buzzing with the news of there latest argument.
Hermione found Ron and quickly sat beside him.
"Hey Herms," smiled Ron, "How has your day been?"
"Could be better. Yours?" replied Hermione.
"Been good."
Hermione nodded and spotted Ginny talking quietly to Harry, "What are they talking about?"
"I don't know... but you know Ginny. She's the peacemaker."
"I always figured that to be my job."
"That's between me and Harry."
"Oh true. So what have you got next?"
"Care Of Magical Creatures. You?"
"Same... and we are with the Slytherins."
"Oh yay. Malfoy"
"Argh, as if I haven't spent enough time with that git in two days."
"Poor you. I sympathise for you."
Hermione smiled, "Thanks Ron."
"Glad it's not me though."
Hermione slapped him laughing.
Twenty minutes later the troop of seventh year Gryffindor's made there way to Hagrid's Hut.
The Slytherin's looked up at the loud noise drawing closer to them. Draco watched Hermione with a slight interest as she talked and laughed with Ron, Pavarti, Dean and another Gryffindor girl. The other thirty Gryffindor's, Harry included talked in smaller groups.
Hermione looed up at the feeling of someone watching her and saw Draco avert his gaze to the sky.
Hermione raised an eyebrow and went back to talking.
Hagrid's hut door swung open and out he came looking a little disappointed about something.
Hermione noticing this walked over to Hagrid.
"Hagrid, is everything okay?" asked Hermione.
"No, no, it's nothin' at all," replied Hagrid, "Gather round all of yer', gather round."
The two houses huddled closer to Hagrid and looked at him expectantly.
"Righ' Dumbledore has asked me to give yer assignment ter' do. He has also given me a list of who's working with whom. That makes it a group one. Righ' listen for yer name." Hagrid unrolled a roll of parchment, "Lavender and Gregory, Seamus and Pansy, Melissa and Jackson, 'Arry and Millicent, Ron and Josie, 'Ermione and Draco..."
The list went on for another ten minutes.
"Righ' find yer partner and work out an animal ter study. Yer ter make a speech about em in two weeks."
Hermione groaned out loud when everyone paired up.
"This is wrong," groaned Hermione, "What did I do wrong to deserve this?"
Draco frowned at Hermione's comment, "You should fell honoured to work with me Granger."
"Get over yourself."
"I think you should get over yourself."
"Look let's just work out an animal to study and when we should meet to work on the speech. I do plan on passing this."
"So do I."
"My god something we can agree on."
Draco half smiled but suppressed it.
Hermione glanced at her watch. It was 6:55pm. Saying bye to her friends Hermione left the Great Hall for her meeting with McGonagall. Walking swiftly, Hermione made her way to McGonagall's office dead on seven.
Rasing a hand Hermione knocked on her head of houses door.
"Come in Miss Granger."
Hermione opened the door and walked in to see Draco already there.
"Evening Professor... Malfoy," said Hermione taking a seat.
"Granger," replied Draco.
McGonagall nodded in a approval of their maturity to act civil, "Okay. This really isn't a meeting. I called you both here to show you your meeting room. I'm sure you have heard of it?"
They both nodded.
"Okay well follow me to it," said McGonagall standing up.
The two heads followed her out of her office, down a dark corridor, up two flights of stairs, down another corridor till they came to a painting of an old hag.
"This is the entrance to your meeting room. The password is Tycoon... don't ask why... it just is. You two will meet here once a week to discuss school issues. Every meeting there will be a letter on the table inside about what needs to be discussed. Any questions?"
Hermione and Draco shook their heads.
"Well you both may leave."
Draco and Hermione said bye and went two different directions. Draco down stairs and Hermione further up the corridor to Gryffindor tower.
"Password?" asked the Fat Lady.
"Petunia Major!" replied Hermione.
"Very good dear."
Hermione smiled and entered.
"Hermione!" cried Ginny-seeing Hermione enter, "I need to talk to you!"
A/N: And I'm leaving it there... so what is it Ginny needs to speak to herms about? Oh well you'll see...
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