Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns these characters, not me. If I did, do you think that I would be writing fan fiction?

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Draco went to his trunk the next day. He got out two things, his broken wand and his old uniform. He tried on his uniform, but it was a little bit too small (It has been two years since he tried on the school's uniform, so it's bound to be a little snug) but he didn't care.

Later that day, he went to Knockturn Alley. No one really recognized him because it's been a while since he was there. He went to the wand shop. The shopkeeper let him try out a couple wand until he found the right one, Beach Wood with Pheonix Feather. Now he was ready to make his plan for revenge come true.

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"Harry, please calm down. You're only making it seem worse." Hermione pleaded.

"'Mione you don't understand. He thinks I ruined his life, and he's going to hurt Ron and you. I don't want that!" Harry said. "If Draco ever hurt you, I'll never live with myself" he said with tears in his eyes.

"He won't." Hermione said rather calmly. "Can I get you anything?" she asked.

"Just stay with me" Harry said quietly. Hermione sat on the bed next to him, until they fell asleep in each other's arms. Draco watched the entire moment.

"So you have Granger as a girlfriend, I'll put an end to that when I rape her." He muttered to himself.

It was a week until Hermione's birthday. She had loads of homework to do and she had to study for her Potions exam. She was so caught up in her mind she didn't know where she was going. Her busy mind stopped brewing with thoughts when she bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry" Hermione said, but what appeared to her as a squeak.

"Don't worry 'bout it" the person said. After helping pick up his books, she saw his face. He appeared to be the same year she was in. He had platinum blonde hair, and a pair of blue gray eyes. He was dreamy.

"Matt Malfson" he said with a hand out, intending he wanted a hand shake.

"Hermione Granger" she said rather quickly.

"Hermione. That's a pretty name." Matt said as his ocean mist colored eyes sparkled.

"Thanks" Hermione said with a shy grin. Then they left.

Harry caught the tail end.

"'Mione, who was that?" Harry said. Harry and Hermione was joined by Ron a second later.

"Who?" Ron asked obliviously.

"I ran into him on accident, he says his name is Matt Malfson. Sounds like a stage name than a regular one" she said.

"Oh. Nothing happened right?" Harry asked.

"I swear to you nothing happened. All I did was help him pick up his stuff" she said.

"Sorry to bail on ya 'Moine but I have to leave. 'Cause my dad won tickets to the States. I guess taking Malfoy's place was good" he chuckled. "It's just gonna be you two for your birthday, because I'm going to the states!" he said with glee. "Bye. Mum's outside with the rest. Be back in two weeks." He yelled from ahead.

"Bye!" Harry and Hermione yelled. They had forgotten about Ron and his trip.

"Look at the time" Hermione said looking at the clock tower. "We'll be late for Defence against the Dark Arts class." She said in a hurry. Then in hand in hand, Harry and Hermione walked down to the class together.

Author's Note: I hope you like the story! It might not be all romancy to you, but it's supposed to be. Later on hopefully. Please review! I don't want to write that every single time. If you are into angst too, this will be good. REVIEW! Thanks. I'll update soon. The chapters might be a little shorter, but there will be more chapters. Read on!