Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story, nor do I really want to because the rights would cost too much. Property of WB, JK Rowling and a few other sister companies who bought some WB shares.

The chapters alternate between couple events, so you will get a quick notification before each chapter. This is seventh year but take note of a few things.

Chapter 1: Diagon Alley (DM&HG)

Draco walked up Diagon Alley with the parchment in his hand. He was Head Boy, with the only downside being that he was partnered with Granger. That stupid mudblood, sending his father to prison. Standing around with her two enforcers. Potter, the Golden Boy, having all those witches after him because of his stupid accident. Granger, smart in silver, her bloody knowitall attitude ruining the experience for the Slytherins. Finally the useless weasel, if he ever got a chance to screw his life up he would take it in a second.

Narcissa: "Draco. You should make amends with that nice girl who you'll be sharing your duties with."

Draco: "Mum, she's a filthy mudblood."

Narcissa: "Draco, I will hear none of that from you! Your father is in prison because of all that nonsense. I will not allow you to ruin your upbringing like that. We've moved away from the mansion over that incident and you will not get involved."

Draco: "Fine, I'm not going to like it and she won't accept it."

Narcissa: "I never said you had to like it Draco. I'll be in Flourish & Blotts."

Draco walked up and down Diagon Alley looking for the bushy head of that crazy girl. Draco hoped she wasn't here, then his mother would never know. He figured he'd just lie to his mother when he got to Flourish and Blotts but was unfortunately mistaken as Hermione was in the bookstore listening to her mother and Draco's mum talking. She stared at him for a while, as if inviting him to come over. If he had to befriend her, he was going to enjoy it. He walked over to her, trying hard to avoid strutting in that arrogant manner. From up close she was beautiful, her hair wasn't bushy and everywhere today, she had done something to it. She was looking very perky, yet somewhat uptight. He just hoped his mother hadn't told her about their conversation. That would make it hard to gain her trust.

Hermione: "Hi, Malfoy."

Draco: "Hello, I was kind of wondering if you… wanted to take a walk?"

Hermione: "Uh… Sure, that would be fine."

Draco had led her out of the bookstore, and they had started to walk down the road. He looked at her again, he noticed that she had an uneasy look about her that didn't suit her angelic fragility. Hermione looked at it from another point of view; he had stared at her hair in the bookstore. She hadn't done anything special with it; she was just shocked that he hadn't insulted her like usual. She was just worried that he would take her fragility for weakness and get the better of her. It just played over in both of their minds.

You called her an angel! Are you mad Draco? What if I am mad? Mum said that I should break the barriers, my dad's in Azkaban, I think mum has a better idea. But why angel? You could describe her as anything beautiful but you had to bloody well choose angel. She's so much like an angel though. She is nice, correct, and usually stays out of trouble. Plus just look at her, it is so hard to look at her and not think of an angel. Personally Draco, I look at her and see the instant death. Your housemates respect you and you'll just throw it away. Yes, I will throw it away… I spent all this time acting as if she deserved my hatred when there are plenty of wizards and witches out there who deserve it more. But why bloody fucking angel?

I don't know what has gotten into me today. I'm acting so fragile; do I want to give him more to mock me about? Hermione, did you ever think that maybe you like to hear him speak? Have you ever taken any of his insults seriously, you waited for them to come. Maybe you were waiting for a different reason. I just don't know, the way he looked at me with those handsome steely blue eyes of his just melted away my hate for him. They just had sincerity in them; I wouldn't give that away for anything. Hermione, you've changed. You just called the amazing ferret handsome; you were descriptive about the way he made you feel… You want him.

By the time that they had finished thinking about each other they had reached Gringotts at the end and had to turn around. Draco chose his next words carefully so as not to offend her any more then he already had, he wanted her to trust him eventually.

Draco: "Granger, I'm sorry about some of the things I've said. I didn't realize how much of an idiot I was being until just recently. I was kind of hoping we could start over… We're Head Boy and Girl. This is a good time to forget petty grudges and show some maturity."

Hermione put a finger up to his lips to stop him so she could get in a final word.

Hermione: "Draco, you can call me Hermione. If you want a second chance you have a lot to answer for, I'll see you on the Hogwarts Express."

She took her finger off his lips, admired his dumbstruck look and then walked back up the road to the Leaky Cauldron to see her mother.

Draco, you were absolutely correct. She is an angel. Now I think you should thank your mum before you forget that this wasn't your idea. Well, I think that you should remember to remind me to kiss her. Regardless of how she feels about me.