Disclaimer: I own everything you don't recognize and nothing you do recognize.

Author's note: In this chapter, there will be a couple 'mind conversations', so to speak.

Example:

I'm not hungry!
'Yes you are, you know you are..'

When their subconscious is talking, it will be between apostrophes ('')

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Chapter Twelve – Damn those feelings

Draco looked at Hermione. She looks so peaceful .. So mellow .. It almost looks as if she was under a spell.. Draco thought. When the song ended, they broke apart rather awkwardly.

"Would you like to eat something?" Draco asked, a bit too caring for his personality. Hermione looked at him suspiciously, but nodded.

"Dining Room Aparatus!" Draco said. The ballroom instant changed into a dining room, complete with candles which, to their slight horror, gave the room a romantic glow.

"Clothes Aparatus!" She said, and her stunning ball gown was replaced by her emerald green top and snug black jeans. Following her train of thought, Draco changed his robes.

"Clothes Aparatus!" and his robes were replaces with his stylish muggle clothing that he was once wearing. Hermione sat down at a table, opposite to Draco.

"Butterbeer Aparatus!" She said. A butterbeer appeared in front of her.

"Firewiskey Aparatus!" Draco said. Hermione raised an eyebrow. She wasn't about to be locked in the same room with a drunk Draco. The sober version was bad enough. Beside that, she hated when people were drunk, and she deeply disapproved of alcohol.

"Don't expect to drink that, you know. I'm not about to be stuck in a room with you drunk." Hermione said stiffly. Draco snickered.

"Don't think you can't stop me" Draco sneered. And with that, he took a big glup and swollowed the firewiskey shot. However, he nearly choked in the process.

"Whats wrong?" Hermione asked, watching him with slight amusement, slight annoyance. Draco scowled.

"Its apple juice." Draco growled. Hermione was barely able to stiffle her laughter. "Mother must have charmed the Aparatus to only deliver non-alcoholic beverages.." He said unhappily. Hermione privately thought that Narcissa was one of the most brilliant witches she'd ever met.

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3 butterbeers and a very filling dinner later..

"Library Aparatus!" Hermione commanded. The dinning room abruptly turned into a large library. Hermione gasped. I asked for a library in general .. This library must contain ever book published! A dream come true.. She though gleefully. Draco snorted.

"Just like you, Hermione" Draco said, before he dissapeared behind a bookshelf. Hermione stood there for a second, stunned. Every time he said her name, she was caught by surprise. She knew they had agreed to call each other by their first names while they were locked in the room, but she didn't actually expect him to keep his end of the agreement. Come to think of it, I haven't heard one 'mudblood' since agreed to call each other by our first names Hermione thought.

She approached the first row, scanning the shelves for a title that may catch her interest. Her eyes fell upon a book – Transfiguration for the soul. She took a seat on a couch in the library, and began to read.

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Draco, meanwhile, was looking through quidditch books, but his mind didn't seem quite focused In fact, a mental battle was going on in his mind.

Why don't I hate her anymore?
'Maybe I never did?'
Yes I did! Shes a mudblood, below me, scum of the earth..

'That's what father always used to say..'

Father.

There was that word again. What had changed? Just a few days ago, he was righeously following all of his father's rules. But if his father was all-powerful, why was his in a wizard's gaol? This question had been at the back of Draco's mind, ever since his father was captured. He glanced up at Hermione, who was presently curled up on the couch, deeply emersed in a book.

'She's pretty..'

But she's a mudblood. Nothing will change that.

'But does that really matter?'

Draco sighed. He just wanted to stop thinking about her. He wasn't really sure of his feelings for her, anyways. One moment, he hated her. Then next, he actually enjoyed her company. What was going wrong with him?

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Hermione was reading.

Through the ages, transfiguration has always been an important subject in magical studies. Transfiguration is the art of changing something into something else—in essence, transfiguring it.

I wonder what he's doing right now.. Hermione thought. Completely oblivious to the fact that she was thinking about her supposed enemy again.

'Just the fact that I just thought about him right now proves he is more than a mere annoyance'

I suppose he can be intelligent..

'He IS intelligent. He's got the second highest grades.'

'What could go wrong by giving him a chance?'

A chance? I've given him many chances! I do nothing to deserve the 'mudblood' title!

'Well, I AM a muggle-born. He was raised with the belief that all muggle-borns were good for nothing. That, in essence, isn't his fault.. He can change'

Malfoy? Changing?

Why couldn't she just concentrate on the book? Her mind kept floating away to thoughts, or rather, mind conversations with her subconscious, about a certain blonde-haired Slytherin.

I must be going insane. She thought.

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After an hour of 'trying' to read, Draco decided to approach Hermione.

"Hey" Draco said. 'Hey'? 'HEY'?! How much more un-Malfoyish can I get? Good god, I must be going crazy. Why am I even talking to her again? Oh yes.. Draco thought wildly. Hermione must have noticed his 'unMalfoyish' behavior, because she raised an eyebrow.

"Hey" She replied, unable to think of anything else to say.

"Are you done reading? I was wondering if you'd mind if I turned this into a quidditch pitch. Good time to practice." He said gruffly. He hated the idea of having to ask her permission. Then again, if he didn't, she'd be furious with him if her comfortable couch suddenly disappeared. Since when have I ever cared if she was furious with me? Draco thought fleetingly.

"Well, I guess its only fair that you get some to use this Aparatus charm. But do tell me, what am I going to do while you fly?" Hermione asked. She really wanted to stay and explore the library some more, but, like she said, it was only fair. Since when have I cared if things between me and Draco were fair? They've never been Hermione thought fleetingly, but soon shook away those thoughts.

"You don't fly?" Draco asked. He was surprised. Miss know-it-all not doing something?

"No. I rather, er, don't like it" Hermione said warily. But Draco saw through her lie.

"Is it because you're not good at it, or because you're scared of flying?" Draco asked. For once, his voice was absent of all sarcasm or smugness. He just sounded genuinely curiously.

"Why do you care?" Hermione snapped. Draco was a little taken aback.

"Well then, you can either say on the ground or come fly with me" Draco announced.

"Fly with you .. As in, on the same broomstick?" Hermione asked. Draco snickered.

"Yes" He replied.

"Fine, lets go then" She answered, with a hurried tone. If she was going to do this, she was going to get it over with.

"Qudditch Aparatus!" Draco commanded. The library faded into a large quidditch pitch. "Broomstick Aparatus!" He said. A broomstick appeared in front of him. Hermione made an inaudible noise.

Draco mounted the broomstick, then looked at Hermione expectantly. Hermione quivered.

"I'll .. umm .. just watch" Hermione said. Draco rolled his eyes. He swiftly dismounted the broomstick, swept Hermione off her feet before she could even say 'MALFOY!' and gently placed her on the broomstick.

"Come on, it'll be fun" He said, whispering into her ear. His breath tickled her ear. Hermione feebly nodded. He slipped on the broomstick, in front of her. The sat there, for a moment, before Draco realized she didn't know what to do.

"You know, you need to hold on to something unless you plan on flying off.." Draco said, with a smirk. (But she couldn't see that)

"What do I hold on to?" Hermione asked. Draco sighed. She was making this very hard.

"Me. Don't get any ideas. It's not like I'd enjoy it" Draco said stiffly. Or would I? He thought fleetingly. Hermione wrapped gingerly wrapped her arms around Draco's waist. She never wanted to get this close to him.

Draco froze.

Her touch .. it was electrifying. Her arm, small arms wrapped around his waist. He could feel her body pressed against his back. She was so .. warm.

Regaining his senses, he kicked off. Hermione instinctively drew closer to him and grew ridgid.

"You know .. you've got to relax. You can't fly when you're so .. tense" Draco said. Hermione exhaled deeply.

"I suppose you're right. I have a very bad feeling about this" Hermione said worriedly. Draco laughed.

"Don't worry" Draco said simply. Hermione clung lightly to him, surprised at his words. Even Draco was surprised. Smooth. Real smooth. Show emotion for the muggle-born.

"Besides" Draco said, swelling proudly "I'm superiorly good at flying"

'I just referred to her as muggle-born, not mudblood..'

"Um… Draco..?"

I must be truly going insane.

'But Malfoys don't go insane'

"MALFOY!"

Then it must be something else..

'Love?'

NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT!

"DRACO! BLOODY HELL! THE TREE!"

'Denial is the 1st step…'

No!

"DRACO!"

'Look.. she's screaming your name'

What? OH!


And with a sickening crunch, the flew into a tree.

(A/N – I could leave you here.. but .. I'm not Lord Voldemort evil, I'm fluffy-bunny evil, remember? –grins-)

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From approximately 10 feet off the ground, Draco fell first. Then came Hermione, smack on top of him. She looked utterly frightened, and .. livid.

"DRACO MALFOY! Just WHAT exactly were you thinking when you flew us into that tree?! I actually trusted you! We could have died! How could I have been so stupid as to trust you? I thought you were GOOD at flying! Even Neville could have avoided that tree!" Hermione yelled, visibly angry.

Draco just lay there, (with her on top of him, mind you) unable to say anything. What exactly was he suppose to say, when just minutes ago, he was boasting about being the best flyer? How would he explain his, uh, 'unawareness'? "Sorry Hermione, I was too busy thinking about you to notice the tree directly in front of us" Oh yeah, that I'll go over smoothly.

"Well?" Hermione asked, a look of severe anger and annoyance played across her face.

"Well what?" Draco asked, momentarily forgetting why she was so angry. His thoughts seemed to be the dominant focus of his mind.

"HONESTLY! What do you have to say for yourself? You tell me to join you flying, saying it will be "fun". My idea of fun does NOT include falling ten feet from the ground. What were you thinking? Or do you ever think at all? This idea was absolutely absurd!--"

Draco blinked. She kept yelling at him, non-stop. What was he going to say? He couldn't possibly tell her the real reason, nor could he come up with a reasonable explanation. There was only one way he could shut her up.

He kissed her.

Author's Note: Aww! I'm so evil, I know. But remember; i'm "fluffy bunny evil" not "lord voldemort" evil. Updates will be coming soon, never fear! About time we seen some Draconie action (-giggles- draconie.. get it? draco and hermione equal draconie!)

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