Story: Hermione and Draco that aren't really what who we thought they were - they've both been putting on acts for years. Somewhere in-between these acts they manage to find a relationship. Based very loosely on Gainax's Kareshi Kanojyo no Jijyo.

Rating: PG.

Readers: I would really appreciate reviews. To flamers, I would like it if you could leave a constructive critique telling me what you didn't like, and suggestions as to how I could improve it.

Disclaimer: This is a non-profit story. The characters and terms relating to Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and other associates (Bloomsbury, Raincoast, WB etc.) Kareshi Kanojyo no Jijyo is owned by Gainax.

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Her View

"Ugh… that bloody hat! Just pick a damn house!"

"Ron!"

"Hermione!"

Ron rolled his eyes at me while I glared back at him. Harry remained seated and silent with an impassive face. It's rather funny how things are so normal after the whole train incident.

"Oh come on Hermione, don't tell me you don't think that the Sorting Hat is taking so long."

"It's not the hat's fault. You know that student transfers have been going up because of the war and the fact that Dumbledore is the Headmaster."

"And you should be careful what you wish for Ron." Harry said finally piping in, "for all you know, the hat might sort a second Malfoy into Gryffindor to spite you."

"Oh I shudder at the thought! But hey, we have the skill to turn to the git into a ferret… bounce him around…"

The two laughed and now it was my turn to do the impassive face. Come to think of it, I never thought of having to tell these two. Luckily for Draco, he won't have to work to hard to hide our relationship – those thick headed idiot 'friends' of his will believe everything he says.

Oh that lucky ferret.

Oh Draco! Save me!

Subconsciously, I glanced at the Slytherin table where he caught my eye, winked and mouthed, "Don't worry. It'll be fine." Shit. Can he read my mind?! My boyfriend is creepy.

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Sept. 14 – Two Weeks after School Starts

His View

From extra patrol duties to having to plan Heads/Prefect meetings ("You know how that muggle lover is," I tell my friends), Hermione and I continuously lied to our friends to see each other. Our room was the one I caught her and the DA in our fifth year. Our room however was less classroom and more home. Couches, study areas, books, a piano and a fireplace adorned the room.

"Draco?"

"Hmm?

I snapped out of my trance. Hermione, who was leaning on my back was apparently not reading her "girl books" (aka her guilty pleasure).

"Wouldn't it be nice to not pretend? We wouldn't have to lie-"

"-wouldn't have to study so hard."

"-wouldn't have to worry about our image."

"Hey hey... you know the ladies love sexy, dark, broody Draco Malfoy."

She slapped me playfully on the arm.

"I'm serious here!"

"So what do you want to do? Put off our studying and tell our friends how we've been lying to them for years?

"Well we wouldn't have to lie. But we could relax a little."

"I don't know Hermione. Even that could be ris-"

Are we scared Mr. Malfoy?" She gave me my signature smirk (which is fearfully accurate I might add) while cockily raising one eyebrow.

"Do you challenge me Ms. Granger?" I asked in mock shock

"Oh but I do," she replied in the same tone which only made me smile – the few real smiles I gave out. And that only she could get me to do.

"Then you give me no choice. I accept your challenge and uphold my honour," I said in a gallant tone and shook her hand.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "You are such a dork."

"And you, my lady, are not what I expected. Quite the opposite."

"As are you Draco."

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"Draco, here's our schedule for today," Goyle said passing me a copy when I entered for breakfast. , Double Care of Magical Creatures with the Gryffindors, Charms, Herbology with Ravenclaws, Transfiguration – it's quite a decent schedule. Actually, this could be a good day for me.

Then along came the simpering announcement from pug-faced Pansy.

"Did you hear? That giant oaf Hagrid is back. He's teaching. Not Grubbly-Plank."

Crap.

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As the Slytherins and I cleared the passing, we could see the outlines of Hagrid and the Gryffindors. Once within ear-shot I sighed.

"It's sad to see that our so-called capable Headmaster can't even employ proper professors. Let alone literate ones."

As if on cue, the Slytherins behind me guffawed while the Gryffindors scowled. Hagrid pretended no to hear anything and I couldn't look at Hermione.

"All righ' class, gather round, gather round," Hagrid called out. He took out a box, pulling out what looked to be a small dog with the exception of its forked tail.

"Now, can anyone tell me what this is?

Hermione's hand shot up in the air missing Harry's glasses by a few millimeters. "It's a Crup; a wizard created dog that's loyal to wizards and ferocious to muggles."

"Very good 'ermione! Ten points to Gryffindor!" Hagrid beamed as he turned around for his hut to get the remaining Crups.

"Oooh… better watch out then Hermione," Pansy sneered once Hagrid was out of earshot. She then looked at me for support.

I had to do what I had to. I gave the same sneer and said "That's right. We wouldn't want your dirty blood on my robes Mudblood."

"Why you filthy-"

Ron was advancing at me, the colour of hisface matching his hair. Harry made no effort to hold him back this time, but was looking at me in loathing. Hermione – I didn't dare look at her face. But the fact that she wasn't holding back Ron tells me she's either livid or really hurt. Luckily though, Hagrid came back and the class went on.

I'll have to apologize later on.

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Her View

That…idiot! I can't believe he'd say such a thing. I knew about his whole image but to resort to calling me… that name!

My classes today were all horrible because of him. My pig in Transfiguration turned out only half cat, my quill that was supposed to dip itself and write what I wanted without me having to hold it ended up spilling ink all over my Charms book and my translations of Ancient Runes were off. I don't even want to go to my midnight Astronomy class.

I slammed my books on the library desk, not caring at the glare Madame Pince gave me. Actually, I didn't care about anything. Except perhaps giving that blonde git a good punch in the eye followed by all the hexes I knew in my head.

-Well it's not like you proposed changing to our original personalities.

-He didn't have to be so extreme about it!

-What are you talking about? That was the same Malfoy you've known for six years.

-Then why was he so much bearable in Potions?

-Because he's supposedly more corrupted with Hagrid than the less tolerable Snape

-SHUT UP

And that's how you know you're crazy; when you're arguing with yourself in your mind.

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His View

Instead of a good day, it turned out horrible. I couldn't concentrate in class after the Care of Magical Creatures incident and messed up in all my classes. The whole day, I thought the words to say to apologize to Hermione, and now she's not even in our room.

Although we stopped our frantic studying, we did enough to get by. I knew the only other places Hermione went to finish homework than our room was her dorm and the library. Hoping by all chances she'd be at the library, I set off.

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Her View

Well well. Look who comes walking in. Mr. Malfoy himself.

He slowly walked towards me. There were other students around us so I can tell he'll act less than civil towards me.

"Listen Her-"

I didn't listen. I punched him one on the nose. Then I saw him crouching on the ground holding (what appeared to be) his bloody nose.

"MS. GRANGER! MR. MALFOY!"

I looked up to only see Professor McGonagall's angry face. From the corner of my eye, I could see that Draco straightened up and his nose was bloody, and that the students were looking at us with shocked faces. Madame Pince stayed seated at her desk but only because Professor McGonagall was dealing with us.

"Of all the- I can't believe this. Our own Head Boy and Girl showing such a display of- come with me. Headmaster's Office."

Headmaster's Office?! Oh just perfect. What more could happen now?

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A/N

Oh my goodness. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in soooo long. After the computer crashing not one, but TWO times and school I just didn't have the time or energy. In addition, I did have a relationship not end in such a good way (won't get too much into that), so you can see what writing a happy relationship is like for me.

NONETHELESS, this story is back up and I have produced a lot more ideas on what's to happen. So please be patient with me. Keep in mind that I'm trying to tie in the Christmas portion of the story to the current date so this could perhaps mean more updates!