Diclaimer-sigh i don't own it...still...

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lotrings08- I try to add humor lol

SwTnDrEaMyPnAy03- Where i come from all seniors in highschool have short attention spans....it's just a given.

"Hermione, what are you in such a bad mood about?" Harry asked from down the table, Ron had just beat him at chess.

"Not that you noticed but I just had to talk to Malfoy." She huffed. "Thank you guys so much for being a big help. All you care about is that bloody chess board. It's a wonder you made it to your sixth year, with everything you've done."

"Touchy this morning, aren't we?" Ron said, putting the last of the chess game away. "Hermione, if it's not one thing with you it's another. Did you ever get your head checked like I told you to?"

"Ron, I don't think you're helping right now. Just.....be quite alright?" Harry warned. The more he looked at Hermione the more he say he anger. "We best not be here when she blows up. Come on Ron, we have.....um"

"Just go!" Hermione supplied.

"Right then Ron let's just go." Harry said slowly getting up and backing away from the table like it was going to grow a mouth and bite him.

"But Harry we have nothing to do today."

"Ron! Come on." Harry said, jerking his head towards Hermione while he spoke.

Hermione watched as it dawned on Ron that he should really get out of her way right now. How did Malfoy always do this? He was the most incorrigible person in this whole school. Last night he didn't even listen to a word she said, just sat there and pretended to be paying attention. He was by far the most idiotic person she'd ever met, and she'd met some very idiotic muggles.

"Ms. Granger?" McGonagall's voice came from behind her.

"Yes professor?" Hermione asked turning around.

"It has come to my attention that you've taken on another student. Mr. Longbottom." the professor didn't sound to pleased by that.

"Well, I didn't take him on as a student, I just told him I'd help him when he asked." Hermione answered, glancing around her to see Malfoy smirking at her.

"Yes, well never the less, I must ask you to only tutor Mr. Malfoy. He's been assigned to you. Mr. Longbottom was late in signing up, he has to face the consequences." McGonagall stated, before turning away.

"But I've already told him I'd help him." she called.

"Well than, Ms. Granger, you must tell him you were mistaken. Taking on two student's with different class's that need attention is too stressful, even for you." Professor McGonagall said as she turned around. "Good day Ms. Granger."

Hermione was left staring at a vacant space. Could Malfoy really be that sneaky? She asked herself. She looked over at him again and saw him laughing.

'Oh yeah, he could be just that.'

'Poor Hermione.' Draco laughed to himself. The look on her face when old McGonagall told her she couldn't help Longbottom was priceless. She should have known better than to talk back to him. No one ever gets away with it. She's just lucky his father wasn't involved in this.....no that wouldn't be good. He'd never be able to get tutored by her. That's the only thing his father would stop. Damn it why did he have to be torn between two totally different lifestyles? If he was going to be like his father, he couldn't be close to Hermione, a subject that was on his mind of the late. But if he was going to be......normal, as everyone said he wasn't , he would be disowned by his father. Well the choices sucked either way he looked at it. Hermione was beginning to grow on him, as scary as that thought was. He loved being with her last night. It was funny to watch her get frustrated with him one minute then bouncing up and down when he said something that pleased her. You didn't get that kind of reaction from Slytherin's.

"Malfoy! I can't believe you went to McGonagall." Hermione said, standing before him with her hands on her hips. "That was totally childish."

"Draco."

"Fine Draco! You're the most childish person I know. You know Neville needed help in potions.

You have class with us. You know how bad he is at it. How could you do this?" She looked to be on the brink of tears.

'Good going Draco.' He mentally kicked himself.

"How do you know I even told? He could have gone the old bat by himself to tell her." Draco said glancing around the hall to see if anyone was watching them.

"Because Neville has sense, unlike some people I know." she said before turning around and walking out of the hall, probably to find Longbottom.

"See you at five tomorrow." he called after her. He couldn't seem to help himself when it came to seeing her get all stiff, then try to relax.

Enjoy.....