Disclaimer- Can't sue me!!!ha ha i don't own it..... wait, that's not funny.

Draco sat down next to the fire in the common room. With only him it seemed empty, which was okay with him mind you.

'Dear Diary,

What am I going to do? Draco keeps staring at me, and I know every time he does it turn as red as Ron's hair. What am I going to do? Do you think he know's? No he couldn't possibly. I mean, I don't think he could. Oh what am I going to do? Lavender should never have told me that he was staring at me. I think she know's I like him. No she couldn't....she hasn't been talking to me that much this year. No one know's well except you and I. And I haven't told anyone and I know you haven't. Unless this is like riddles diary.....no, get a grip Herm......'

"So Granger fancies me, hmm....interesting." Draco said, smiling to himself.

Perfect.

"Hermione? What's wrong?" Harry asked her.

"I'm going to fail my class if you don't leave me alone." she answered, snapping her head up from her Defense Against the Dark Arts book. "Really Harry, you should study more." she stressed the word study.

"Hermione.... we have a load of time until classes start again. Why are you studying now?" Ron asked from a table, where he was busy setting up wizards chess. "Come on, Harry."

Hermione watched her best friends as they played chess. If they applied themselves half as much in their school work as they did chess, they would make top mark's easily. She sighed and shook her head. Some things never changed. She went up to the girls dormitory and flopped down on her bed.

'Dear Diary,

Harry and Ron are down in the common room playing wizards chess, stupidest game if you ask me. Something's going on with Draco. He's acting weirder than normal. He's actually getting better at Muggle Studies. He can't totally tell me what everything is yet but he's getting there. I can't believe McGonagall made me tutor him though. Who knew the guy took Muggle Studies, as much as he complains about me. Well I have to go write to mum and dad.

Hermi'

Hermione smiled as she closed the book and took at a spare piece of parchment. She had to get more things from her parent's and send some things back.

Saturday 5:00, Library

Hermione looked around the library and sighed. He was late, almost by ten minutes. She had gone to all the trouble of shaking Neville so she could be alert to his insults today and he wasn't even showing up.

"Hello Granger. Not asleep?" Draco asked taking a seat across from her.

"You're late. Now just sit there and shut up." she said going to her bag and pulling out a talking picture frame. "What's this?" she asked propping it up on the stand.

"A picture." he answered, rolling his eyes.

"No, what's it in?" she asked, trying to figure out why her parent's sent it. She hadn't looked at the picture.

She looked at Draco and sighed. He was smiling, which was a good thing, she hoped.

"What's so funny?" she asked when he started laughing.

"Nothing." he said, looking up from the picture to her face, then looking back down to the picture.

'They wouldn't.' she thought suddenly, turning the picture around to face her.

"Oh no!" she said as she looked at the picture. It was of her when she was just learning to walk, she was only wearing a diaper and was dragging a large book behind her. "Aw, mum and dad why did you do it?" she asked before taking the picture off of the table and putting it into her bag. She pulled out an electric toothbrush.

'That's better.' she thought, putting it on the table.

"What's that?" Draco asked before she could.

"It's an electric toothbrush." she said, saying a spell over it and turning it on. It whirred to life, much to Draco's surprise.

"What is that?" he asked again, jumping up out of his chair and backing away from the table.

"It's a toothbrush. Don't be such a baby, it won't do anything to you but clean your teeth."

"Listen Hermi, next time you pull something like that this tutoring is over." He spat at her before reclaiming his seat.

"Hermi?" she echoed, she was sure her face paled.

"What?" he asked, a stunned look coming across his face.

'What did I call her?' Draco searched his mind and came to the awful conclusion. He'd called her Hermi, the name she used to sign her dairy. Maybe she would write it off as coincidence... he hoped she would.

"What did you say?" she asked, looking him in the eye.

He hated when people did that. It's like they could see right through him sometimes. He was pretty good at guarding his eyes but sometimes emotions slipped out. Please don't let this be one of those times. He silently pleaded.

"Nothing.... what do they use that for?" he asked, under control once more.

"They use it when they don't have much time. It's faster than using a regular toothbrush because the head moves by it's self." she explained before turning it off and putting it back in her bag.

After that the time passed quickly for him. Before he knew it, Hermione was gathering her stuff and telling him to meet her Wednesday, same time, same place.

"Fine whatever." he said, before standing up and walking towards the door.

"Draco.....Malfoy!" He heard her call him.

"Yeah?" he asked, stopping to look back at her.

"I think we should talk." she said after a hesitation.

"What about?" he asked, turning his whole body instead of his head.

"Just sit down." she said, sounded at a bit snappish to him.

If she was ever going to get over her feelings she had to face them. Talking to him would be the first step, he might laugh at her but she'd get him off her mind.

"What do you want, Granger?" he asked after he retraced his steps and took his seat agian.

"Well...." she started, this was going to be harder than she thought. "I....I wanted to talk to you about, well about why I've been acting so weird around you." she said looking down at the table.

"And what is the reason?" he asked, leaning over the table, getting way to close to her.

"Even though you're totally idiotic at times I find myself drawn to you, as much as I hate it. But I've noticed you staring at me too. So how about we talk about this like adults, tomorrow, in the great hall?" she said as calmly as she could, wincing when her voice rose to a squeak at some parts.

"Are you saying you fancy me, Granger?" Well, she thought, he wasn't going to make it any better.

"Well, not exactly." she said, wringing her hands. "Just meet me in the hall tomorrow after lunch. We'll talk then." she said before grabbing her bag and making a quick exit.

Why did she decide to act on impulse now? She could have waited say ten or fifteen years. At least it would all be out in the open now. It was just living with it that would be hard.

Draco watched as she ran out of the library. She'd noticed him staring at her.....Again. He'd have to think of some answer by tomorrow.

There ya go.....have a blast reading.