Hermione reached into her robes, searching in her pocket for her wand. Too late. Malfoy's wand pointed towards her head, right between the eyes.

"You could be in serious trouble for this, Malfoy," Hermione wasn't about to let him intimidate her to the point of silence.

"And what are you going to do, Mudblood? Take points off for inappropriate conduct?" Malfoy sneered down at her. It seemed he was inheriting his father's cold silky drawl, though it was imperfect.

His wand was mere centimeters from her forehead and Hermione knew that Malfoy was able to kill her, or cause some serious damage trying, but that didn't stop her from pushing herself off the ground to stand at her full height- 5'4. Scary to a first year just over 4ft, but not to the 5'11 Malfoy standing in front of her.

"You really should learn that your place, Granger," He sneered, hate in his cold eyes as he stared down at her, "Is below purebloods like myself. I think I'll just have to give you lesson in wizard courtesy so no one else's toes are stepped on."

As he opened his mouth to mutter some curse, Hermione took the chance to knee him where it counted. However, before her knee was halfway up, Malfoy's hand pushed it back down and easily pinned her to the wall behind her with one hand.

"That was not a very wise decision," His whispered the words but they still sounded as threatening as if he had yelled at her.

"If you don't get off of me, ferret, I'm going to scream."

Malfoy chuckled at that and pocketed his wand so that he could press him palm against her throat.

"Go ahead, scream. No one...," He was caught off by someone out side the door muttering an unlocking charm and sliding the door open.

Over his shoulder, Hermione could see the face of Professor Snape. She never thought she'd be so happy to see him. The moment she opened her mouth to say something, Malfoy pressed his own against hers. Blank. For the first time in three months, Hermione Jane Granger's mind was blank.

"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger, save that type of behavior for your own time," Snape's voice was cold and bored sounding but the look in his eye was one of anger and confusion and maybe a hint of amusement.

"Sorry, Professor," Malfoy feigned embarrassment, "I was patrolling the corridors when I found Hermione in here unconscious. Someone shut the door on us and locked us in here. Probably a prank from some first year. I was simply trying to resuscitate her."

"That's not true! Malfoy had me at wand point and..."Hermione was fuming but Snape cut her off.

"Ten points from Gryffindor for lying," he smirked slightly as did Malfoy.

"But..."

"Another ten for back talk,"his voiced remained monotonous but his eyes were alive and dancing as he spoke, "Keep it up and you'll be serving the first detention of the year."

Hermione fell silent and looked down at her feet. She knew she had no hopes of winning. Why fight it and end up having to spend more time with the greasy git then she already had to?

"Twenty points to Sylterin for showing concern for fellow school mates."

This only made Malfoy even more smug. He gave her one last smirk and a wink before he headed out of the compartment and back to his own. Snape looked at Hermione out of the corner of his eye before turning and striding back to the teachers compartment, his robes billowing as much as possible in the tight space. This was going to be one long year.

A/N: Short yes. But I'll have the next chapter up tonight which has far more detail and will seriously blow you away. I think around 5 pages will do it.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed. From here on out there will be no more individual mentions of anyone. Just a group thank you. Please continue to review though, because if I don't have 30 reviews by the time I'm at chapter ten, I won't be writing anymore for this story.