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Authors Note: ok so here's another installment, but i just finished it so if there are mistakes or whatever sorry.

reviews are always welcome, and only some times begged for...

until next time enjoy...

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Hermione came into the kitchen to find a familiar looking owl sitting on the table.

"Hello there. Was he very upset?" She asked as she poured herself a cup of coffee. If owls could scowl she was positive that this one would be. It gave a hoot and held out its leg as if to say 'What are you waiting for you daft woman? I have places to be. Do I look like I'm here to listen to you? Just take the damn letter already.'

"Huh, I guess you're definitely Draco's owl then, hold on a second."

Setting down her cup she went over to the bird and untied the letter. Giving another indignant hoot the owl took off out the window.

"Buh bye then… Now, let's see what he has to say this time." Picking up her cup of coffee she walked into the lounge and sat down to read.

Dear !!Granger!!

I am not your friend! You are not my friend and only my friends are permitted to call me Draco!

You have some nerve! If any of us have inferiority issues it's you. And as far as Neanderthal tendencies go, well; saying as how my family have been wizards for as far back as they can be traced and YOU are the first from you pathetic gene pool to show any sign of magic I would have to conclude that I have evolved far beyond you!

As for the head positions. Lets face it Granger; we both know you've read 'Hogwarts: a history' so I'm sure you're well aware that the head positions are awarded to those who have more that outstanding grades. You're suppose to have this thing called a personality, which you show no sign of possessing. Plus; it isn't something that you can get from a book so I guess you're screwed.

By the way Granger- I didn't know you swung that way! It's very reassuring that I won't spend this year fending off unwanted advances. As far as to why I would assume you would want into my chambers is that every female (and it grieves me to even admit you're female) that has had access to my chambers over the years 'attempted to engage relations'. I think that also covers the reasons for not wanting you coming near me or talking to me.

I may not have anything you wish to borrow etc, but I'm possessive over my things and figured 'why take the chance'. Bare in mind that for the past six years I have been surrounded by Slytherins. As superior as we are we aren't exactly known for our respect for privacy.

Yes I do find myself fascinating, I'm a fascinating person.

I refuse the mention how you have acted in the past towards me to save you from embarrassment.

Finally I find something which I agree with you whole heartedly on. You don't exist!

Draco Malfoy;

Head Boy of HogwartsSchool of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

(Better me head boy than Potter or worse- Weasley)

P.S. What the hell was that 'do onto others…' shite?

Hermione sat quietly laughing. 'Boys… they really are idiots sometimes. We'll he'll soon figure out I'm not someone to mess with…'

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At lunchtime she once again sent Perdita off to Malfoy Manor.


Draco was jogging around the manor when he saw the owl heading towards him. Stopping he waited for it to land on the window sill beside him and hold out it's leg politely waiting for the letter to be removed. Untying it watched as the owl took off back home and resumed his jogging. Hearing granger's pathetic response would have to wait until he finished his morning run.

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Half an hour later he slumped into his room; dropping the letter he continued into his adjoining bathroom for a quick shower before breakfast. (A/N yes I did just put this in here for the visual you will undoubtedly go off on a tangent to, see how much I love you guys)

Before heading down stairs he opened the letter and read.

Dear Drakie-poo,

Better? That's what Pansy calls you and she's not your friend, or at least that's the impression one would get the way you two get on. Therefore I will assume that it's ok for me to call you that; that is… until I come up with something better.

Have a nice little rant did we? One thing; I have just as much magic as you. I just didn't know about it until I was 11 (although ever since I was six I thought there was something different about me. Thinking back, I might have actually made Josh mute for a few hours – hah!)

I do have a personality Drakie, you just couldn't see it past you ego.

For your information; just because a girl doesn't want to jump you that doesn't mean she's gay – which I'm not by the way. It just means that she doesn't find you the least bit attractive – which I don't.

I can't for the life of me come up with one instance in the past that would embarrass me. Please enlighten me.

You can ignore the 'do onto others' thing. I guess it's a muggle saying – wasn't that important.

Harry isn't a prefect – therefore he couldn't have been made head boy. As for Ron; he didn't really want to be head boy. I'd already asked him and he said he couldn't be bothered with all the additional responsibility. In reality it just means he doesn't have to feel as bad breaking the rules.

Now if you'll excuse me I have a potions essay to finish and I have to find a reference to pixie hair.

Hermione Granger;

Head girl…

P.S. Can we drop the title shit at the end? It looks so pompous and stuck-up. Actually now that I think about it that suits you, hehe.

Why that insufferable wench! Merlin I detest that name. I will get back at her, hum muggle thing eh…

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"Good morning Draco." Narcissa said as her son joined her for breakfast. Draco nodded his response and helped himself to some coffee as he sat down. "Was that an owl I saw head over to you this morning. You usually don't correspond with your friends during the holidays. Would I dare to hope that you've finally found someone who interests you enough to talk to? You do know how I worry about you; those boy's Crabbe and Goyle simply aren't on the same intellectual level as you are. So tell me all about this person. Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Hum… yes it was an owl; from the head girl. I took the liberty of writing to her as you know I was appointed the head boy position."

"Oh yes, me and your father are most proud of you for that Draco dear. And how wonderful that you and this girl get along enough to write to each other, and obviously this girl is intelligent. I'm glad you finally have someone to talk to at that school of yours."

"I wouldn't exactly say we get along."

"Of course you do. Other wise why would you be writing to one another."

"We argue more than anything else."

"Well at least you don't have to be worried about having nothing to discuss. Just look at it as discussing a difference of opinion instead of arguing. Draco you do know that I just want you to be happy. You need to live a little and this girl is the only thing you've really taken an interest in all summer. Just… don't throw away you acquaintance with this person just because you don't agree on everything ok?"

"Hum; we'll see mother. Actually I wanted to ask you about something."

"What would that be dear?"

"Is a muggle saying; 'Do onto others as you…'"

Notes:

another chap done, hope you liked it.

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Thanks:

FlamingArrow a.k.a. GinnyWeasley: OMG my first review thank you. I have to admit it took me a bit to figure out what you said lol; but i'm really glad you like it. Now that i think about it i guess there aren't really a lot of D/Herm stories where they're just friends, but i have something specific planned for this story that i hope people won't hate. i actually had a iffy time keeping them to their characters but i want them to start out that way; later on they're gonna change but i want it to seem like they influence each other into changing and didn't just show up a completly different person. well i hope that's what it will look like, we'll have to wait and see...