--Disclaimer---

Me: (on computer typing in web site) searching….. Found it! Ok now I want Draco and Hermione…..

Computer: ha! Do you really think you'll get them over the Internet?

Me: no, I'll download them off the Internet!

Computer: oooooh, well then it will take seven years to download Draco, and four for Hermione. Which do you want first?

Me: seven years!!! Ok I'll wait.

As you can still see I can't own Draco or Hermione or any one else for that matter… waaaah!

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Recap---

"Harry what do we have first on the list for today?" she asked as they walked out of the classroom.

"Well first we have potions, then herboligy, then transfiguration, then we have history of magic and care of magical creatures."

"When do we have dada?"

"Not till tomorrow, but we have it doubled!"

She smiled at Harry and continued walking down the hallway to the dungeons, life, she thought, was good.

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Chapter 2

Hermione was sitting next to Harry in the defense against the dark arts classroom, waiting anxiously for the new teacher to arrive.

The door swung open and in walked a tall, black haired woman. She was dressed in a silver and black dress with a silk silver cloak sort of thing. Her black hair was worn in long loose ringlets and came down a little past her chest. She smiled at the class and sat down on the edge of her desk, her silver gray eyes scanning the room.

"Hello class, I'm sorry I was late. I'm sure you all would like to know a little about me, correct?" she asked still smiling. The class nodded and she continued.

"Well first off, I would like to say that you are only aloud to call me madam rose unless given permission other wise. My full and real name is Emma Antoinette Roseni. The faculty here, and my friends, will call me thorn. I will let you ask questions to know what you want."

Lavender was the first to raise her hand.

"Yes, Ms. Brown right?" lavender nodded and proceeded with the question.

"I love your out fit! But why are you wearing gloves?"

"Well Ms. Brown I have very good reasons, but unfortunately I am not aloud to tell you. You will how ever find out from the head master this afternoon." Responded madam rose with smile. (A/n: she smiles too much. lol) Ron was the next to raise his hand.

"Mr. Weasley?"

"Yeah, I would like to know how old you are!" she laughed a bit and smiled at him her eyes twinkling.

"Well Mr. Weasley tell me what you think."

"Um…. 24?" she laughed again.

"My goodness! That young? Oh… well then lets leave it at that shall we? No? Ok, fine I'm thirty-five. I know I'm old." She said laughing. Some of the guys in the class sighed disappointedly. She laughed again and told them to aim for their own age.

----Madam Rose's pov----

As I scanned the room my eyes fell upon the two on whom I based this story. One, the blonde slytherin, sat on the left side of the room with two big goons. The other, the bushy haired gryffindor, sat on the right with her two good friends, Harry and Ron. They seemed to stand out to me for some odd reason. I couldn't put my finger on it until it was finally clear and to this day I'm proud of my self for learning my third ability. Oh I laugh now and then with Severus, my beloved, about how I found out I could see the couples before they happened and he would always ask me if I saw our future…

----Back to regular pov----

The questions ceased and she went over the basics of what they would be learning that year. She dismissed the class early and was headed out the door when Harry potter stopped her.

"Yes Mr. Potter?"

"Well um… I would like to ask you… um… well…"

"Harry just spit it out."

"Well I was sort of wondering what we will really be learning in the next classes."

"Well Harry," she started "you know the war is coming soon and I'm expecting it after graduation, in fact I'm almost sure its directly after graduation. So you should expect me to teach you some useful things, shouldn't you." She said smiling at him. He wore a bleak expression and nodded slowly.

"I figured the same thing I just don't want it to come so soon…" he said looking even grimmer than before.

"Harry," she said softly and motherly like, "I know it is difficult, but trust me Harry it's all for the best." She hugged him tightly and then shoed him out the door.

Hermione, Ron, and Harry were on their way down to the dungeons for their second day of potion class. When they sat down in their usual spots Hermione seemed to notice that there was something different about professor Snape.

"Hey, Harry? Does Snape look clean to you?" she whispered to Harry. He looked over to Snape and nodded.

"Yeah, he looks happy too. Do you think some one told him we were dead?"

"I don't know it's possible…" but she was cut off when Snape rose to his feet and greeted the class.

"Good morning class, lovely day we're having isn't it?" he said smiling.

"Snape's gone off the rocker!" whispered Ron franticly. Harry and Hermione both nodded in agreement.

"Today we will be learning a potion that will change our wizarding money to muggle currencies. I will be paring you up into groups for this assignment. The first group is weasley and Parkinson. Potter, Bulstrode…"

"Well he's still an evil bastard..." Muttered Harry angrily.

"Longbottom, Goyle…" Neville shivered nervously and began to whimper.

"And finally malfoy, granger."

"NO!" they shouted at once, both of them shooting out of their chairs and knocking them over. Snape's lips curled into small menacing smile.

"I'll take 20 points each."

"Why I otta…" started Hermione.

"But I'm in your house!" whined Draco.

"That little bas…" she continued.

"I'm in slytherin!" he cried.

"He'll pay…" she muttered.

"Now get with your partners!" Snape yelled.

Snape's pov----

I hope thorn's right about this… I would hate to have two dead students because of me. No never mind I wouldn't mind losing granger… but then I would loose my job… oh well.

---Regular pov---

"So granger, why don't you just finish the potion and we can get out of here." Said Draco sounding board.

"Well lets see here malfoy, I don't work for you or others. I can't do this potion by my self and you sound board. So why don't you help." She said coldly.

"Fine granger, fine."

They worked on the potion in silence and only spoke when they needed an ingredient that wasn't on their side of the table. When class was done they packed up their things and left as soon as possible.

Classes were done for the week now and Hermione was in the great hall dinning with Harry and Ron.

"So um Hermione…" Ron began, "you know how we've… well… been going to the dances together and stuff?"

"Yeah…"

"Well I was kind of wondering if it would be ok for me to ask some one else? And if not I don't mind, really!"

"No Ron! You go with who ever you want!" she said. Her stomach twisted a bit and she felt sick.

"I think I'll go back to my room early I'm not feeling to well." She said and left the hall. As she ran up the stairs she felt tears in her eyes, and she ran faster. She couldn't let anyone see her like that. She entered the room and sat on the couch, quickly barring her face in a soft round pillow. Stupid Hermione! She cursed her self, how could you think Ron actually liked you! And why do you care so much any way he's just a friend! She calmed down a bit after a few minutes and took in a deep calming breath. She jumped and tried to regain her composure as the portrait door swung open and Draco walked in.

"I saw you run from the great hall is ever thing… erm… ok?" he asked trying his best to be remotely nice.

"Why would you care?" she spat.

"Well granger you cared for me, I should return the favor." He said actually smiling, but very weekly. It was hardly a smile.

She smiled weekly as well and took a deep breath. "Well Ron and I would always go to the dances together and this year he wants to take some one else and it kind of hit me pretty hard. I'll get over it though."

"Well if it makes you feel any better pansy did the same to me at dinner too. I however, jumped for joy. You should too, I mean its weasel we're talking about!" he said laughing. Hermione glared at him but couldn't help but smile. She thought the situation was really pretty funny, she was talking to malfoy, civilly mind that, about dating and things. That was uncanny.

"Um, malfoy?"

"Yeah?"

"We're being nice to each other."

"Yeah so?"

"So…"

"Oh…"

"Why?"

"I don't know," he said sitting on the couch next to her, "but for a wile I seem to have been feeling strange… and well… I would like to know something. Would you mind if I found out?"

"Not at all." She said. Then all of a sudden Draco grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her softly on the lips. It lasted for a moment until his tongue wanted entry. She opened gladly not knowing why but did any way. After a moment of swapping saliva they pulled away for air.

"Wow… that was… something…" breathed Hermione.

"Yeah…" said Draco dreamily. Then when he caught his breath once more he pushed Hermione back down onto the couch and kissed her more passionately. She moaned with pleasure and giggled at his light and airy touch. His hands moved down from her shoulder and she stopped kissing.

"What?" he asked disappointedly.

"I cant do that." She said shaking her head and removing his hands from her.

"Oh… well I have home work. I'll see you latter." And with that he got off the couch and went upstairs to his room leaving hermione behind contemplating her actions.

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Well that was the fun part… but I'm sure your thinking, why did I have to make rose and Snape a couple? That's just plane disturbing! Well I figured I would have to have a reason for rose's abilities and they somehow involve him… I'll tell you next chapter, please R&R!