Author's Note: I swear to continue all of my other fics...but right now I've found inspiration and this promises to be one of the most romantic fics I have ever written. P.S. A lot of the events in this are true.

Chapter One

Hermione was and always would be the original, nerdy book worm. But if one were to look closely, they would see a perfect girl inside her. Of course she longed to have the affection of a boy after Ron. Ron became a star over 6th year summer and was very popular with girls those days, leaving Hermione in the dust.

He came in the room angry, and throwing his books on the floor. Hermione looked at him and rolled her eyes. "Is that stick ever going to come out of your ass, Malfoy?" He stopped dead in his tracks, just about to take his tie off. He glared at her and she wasn't afraid of him.

"Did I say something to you, Granger? Look its bad enough living with you for the last year, but if you get on my last nerve, I will make you wish you were never born." He went into his room and took off his tie there.

"Too bad I already was born."

The days seemed to pass by, boring and sunny, and Draco Malfoy seemed to be angrier every day, coming in and snapping at the bookworm.

Hermione sat on the couch with a book at hand. She opened to the last chapter of the book. The girl of course was in love with the person she couldn't have, so she eventually became suicidal and crazy. Hermione could relate to this almost.

Draco busted into the room. Hermione looked at his angry face. "If you say one thing to me, Granger, I swear…"

"You will kill me, Malfoy. I'm so sure of it." She went back to reading her book but hadn't realized that Draco had gotten so close to her.

"I will kill you," he whispered. Hermione looked at his hand, which was clutching a pocket knife. Hermione's eyes widened as she looked back at Draco. She put a hand on his shoulder.

"Give me the knife, Draco." She always knew that Draco Malfoy would go crazy after his mother became pregnant by rape. She slid her hand down his arm. "Draco, you know you don't wanna do this." Her hand grabbed his but he snapped away.

"I will, Granger. I will kill you!" Draco yelled he backed away. Hermione stood up and tried to get near him. "Don't move, you stupid mud blood." She took another step. Draco pushed her against the wall, the knife just barely touching her the skin on her neck. "I told you not to move."

"You wouldn't want to do this, Draco." Hermione's hand slowly inched up Draco's tense stomach and then up his arm. "You don't want to go to Azkaban." She lightly grasped the knife feeling the heavy breath against her neck. She slipped it out of his fingers and then dropped it on the floor.

Draco looked into Hermione's eyes with tears filling his eyes fast. "You don't know what it's like, Granger. I hate my father, I hate him so much, I think about the ways I could kill him every night." He grabbed her softly by the neck and told her these unimaginable things. "He beats my mother and it hurts her and I love my mother and I want to kill my father." Tears ran down his cheeks as he draped his arms around Hermione's slim body. This was the most unusual thing that had ever happened to Hermione. One minute Draco Malfoy had a knife against her throat, the next he was crying on her shoulder telling her things that he told no one.

She slowly put her arms around his neck, feeling his hands slide to her waist. "Can you keep a secret, Granger?" he asked.

"Sure," she whispered not knowing what he was going to tell her. Draco looked at her again and she knew what was coming. He slowly moved closer to her face and placed his lips on hers. Hermione wasn't sure what to do, she knew how to kiss but if she pulled away Draco could react angrily but if she stayed there could be a nasty rumor the next day. He pulled away though.

"I won't tell," Draco whispered. He kissed her again and she returned it hungrily. Maybe Draco Malfoy just needed a friend or a secret.

"I won't either," Hermione said in between kisses. He pulled away and hugged her, nuzzling his head into her neck. Hermione hugged him back. The moment seemed to fade away and tomorrow seemed to have come too fast.

Hermione walked down to the Great Hall finding Harry along the way. "Did you get all your homework done?" Harry asked. Hermione remembered the Defense Against the Dark Arts homework. Draco had helped her on some of the parts.

"Yeah, it wasn't that hard." She said dully. Harry stared at her.

"Hermione, what are you talking about. She said she would let you redo it if you got the whole thing wrong which she expected. You had to get something wrong."

"I might have." They walked into the Hall and sat next to Ron and all his girlfriends.

"Hey Hermione, I need help on my homework." Ron said. Hermione couldn't hear him though. She gazed at Draco yelling at Pansy.

"What are you looking at?" Harry asked. Hermione blinked and looked down at her hands. They had started to sweat. Hermione looked at Ron who was waving a paper around. She smacked it away.

"Ron, I'm not going to help you, ask one of your girlfriends to." Hermione snapped. She sighed as Ron lowered his paper.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked.

"Nothing," Hermione said. "I'm just sick of helping my ex-boyfriend with homework when all of his girlfriends are fluttering around like little pixies. Bloody hell," she paused and looked at Harry. "Did I just say that out loud?"

"Pretty much," He told her.

Nobody knew what really happened to Ron or how he got so popular; he didn't get filthy rich and he still looked the same, his personality was the same as well. Harry and Hermione guessed it was because he had gotten better at Quidditch. And from when he broke her heart the sky never looked the same and the air always felt cold.

Hermione listened to Draco and Pansy bicker. "Don't take out your anger on me, Draco. I wasn't the one who raped you mom. She's carrying your dad's baby, not mine!"

"That has nothing to do with this, Pansy!" Draco yelled. "You're cheating on me and that's the problem!"

Hermione listened becoming very interested in what he had to say to her. He was angry and finally letting all of his feelings out. "I don't want to be with a liar!" Hermione smirked because he was a liar as well.

"Well I don't want to be with a mummy's boy either!" Pansy whipped around, Draco clenching his fists, and she walked out. He turned around to look at everyone, taking a few glances at Hermione. He then walked out to follow Pansy.

Ron laughed. "Well, what a fight that was. Two jerks telling each other off."

"Hmm, I wonder who will be in the next jerk fight. Ron and probably Blaise Zabini." Hermione said. Ron turned to glare at her. He touched her forehead checking her temperature. She whipped his hand away. "Don't touch me, Ron, I'm feeling just fine."

"Harry, are you almost done eating? We should go study for the Care of Magical Creatures test." Harry suspiciously looked at his half eaten porridge. Even though it was gross he still wanted to eat it. He hadn't seen Hermione eat in a while. She had occasionally snacked on crackers.

"You haven't even had anything to eat today, have you?" Harry asked.

"I had breakfast, an apple. All the food here is gross anyway. Let's go."

"Let me eat, you should eat something too." Hermione glared at Harry, but stubbornly grabbed an oatmeal cookie. She hated the taste of them. She stuffed it in her mouth however, showing Harry that she could eat.

"Now I'm leaving, so be up there in about ten minutes." Hermione walked out of the Great Hall but ran up to the closest bathroom. She busted into a stall and shoved a finger down her throat. Vomit came up and the taste was disgusting but it was gone within a few seconds. Oatmeal cookies were always easy to vomit. She didn't usually vomit though because she never ate. This was only when someone suspected she was…well had an eating disability.

Hermione wiped her mouth and the tears away from her eyes. She stuck a piece of gum in her mouth and walked out of the bathroom only to hear the voices of an arguing couple. She knew it could only be two people.

"Why would you do that, Draco? Of all the people, you had to kiss her! What was going through your mind, she's gross and disgusting. She's ugly." Pansy screeched. Hermione felt like she was going to vomit again. Had Draco told on them? He wouldn't, that would pretty much be suicide.

"Draco, we can't be together. You never even around me anymore that's why I do cheat on you. No…I don't want to talk about it anymore. It's over and we're done." Pansy turned the corner and glared at Hermione.

"Don't stare at me, mud blood." Pansy walked pass her and into the Great Hall. Draco turned the corner angry. He looked at Hermione.

"I didn't tell her if you were eavesdropping." He stopped and looked down at her. Hermione looked at his hand rummaging around in his pocket. She knew he had a knife. He pulled it out and pressed her up against the wall. She didn't show any fear however. He touched her face with his cold hand and pinned both of her hands above her head, the knife still lingering in his hand.

"Who did you kiss then?"

"That's none of your business, mud blood." His words didn't bother her. She kissed him hungrily and watched him close his eyes, beginning to feel numb. She slowly put a firm grasp on the blade and then whipped it out of his hand. She pushed him off of her body and ran up to the library. How many knives did he have?

She found Harry sitting at one of the tables reading away. He looked at her, breathing harshly. "You said ten minutes. It's been fifteen. Where have you been?"

"I had to go get something in my dorm. A girly something, if you know what I mean." She said, suggesting a tampon.

"Oh, I see."

"Now, what page are you on? Oh, page 173, I'm there also. Amazing how fast you can read now, Harry. What's a Wonder Toad and what kind of deadly functions does it have?" Hermione asked, turning her head to see young Ravenclaws coming in.

"If it is a pet, it is said to make the owner have a longer life. But if it is not a pet and anyone tries to touch it, it shoots out venom that usually has some type of virus in it. That person usually ends up with some type of a skin disease. Only specialists can touch these toads with the very best equipment to teach them how to live around beings."

"Correct. And what might a Border Lining Baling be?" She looked back at the door only to see Draco Malfoy walk into the library angrily. She tried to look back at Harry but his words still came out to be mumbling just knowing that Draco was walking up to her. He grabbed her by the arm, taking her out of her seat and dragged her to the way back of the library. He slammed her against the wall and she looked away.

"Look at me, stupid mud blood. You don't lead Draco Malfoy on."

"I wasn't, I was trying to protect myself." She told him through gritted teeth.

"Oh shut up you stupid bitch." Tears sprung to her eyes. "Look at me," He slapped her and she looked at him.

"Don't touch me," Tears ran down her face.

"Fuck that, mud blood. Don't try to make me feel sorry for you. You don't know what pain is. Don't cry because I haven't hurt you…yet."

"I can't believe Parkinson would go out with a scum like you. You're horrible. Did you beat her too?"

"No, because she respected me."

"I didn't do anything wrong to you, Malfoy."

"You have done a bunch of things wrong to me. My life is a living hell and you're the devil."

"I hope you die and rot in hell." Hermione mumbled.

"What was that, Granger?"

"I said I wished you would die." Draco stared at her. "That's how much I hate. How would you feel if someone held you down and called you a bitch? How would you feel if the slapped you, if they tried to kill you? I hope you die, Malfoy." He locked his jaw, holding his tongue back.

She pushed him off of her. "You have no right to tell me I'm the devil because I haven't done anything to you."

Author's Note: Yes, pretty sad so far. But the title and the early kissing will be explained in the next chapter if I get at least 3 reviews. No flames please!