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Summary: Draco/Hermione. I've read some really good fics about them and I just thought that I'd try my hand at it. Can one moment change anything?

A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but I just started another fic. (Multi-tasker I am.) And I was just getting the first two chapters up for that. I do have good news, because I have written up some random dialogue for this fic, which means that I have some inkling of where I want it to go. :-)

I'll Walk With You
Chapter Three

Hermione went to breakfast the next morning, the events of last night still vividly playing in her head. She had no idea what was happening, only that it wouldn't happen again. It was curiosity that had brought her to the East Wing again, but she knew she wouldn't let that ever get the better of her again.

She sat down next to Ron at the table, and started to shove eggs and toast into her mouth (hopefully not at the same time).

"Hermione, you keep eating like that and you're going to choke, and if you choke who'll help us with our Transfiguration essay?"

Hermione glared at Ron and continued to eat.

"Hermione, what's the hurry?"

"I've got to get to the library, Harry, I wanted to double check something for Ancient Runes. I mean, I think I've gotten the – "

"Oh, the library," Ron said sarcastically and rolled his eyes.

"That's your second home, that is, Hermione. I'm surprised Madam Pince hasn't asked you to live there, and dust the books for the rest of your life."

"Ron, if you are saying that I – "

"Look, Hermione, we get that you spend a lot of time in the library. And we don't mind. Right, Ron?" Harry interjected.

"Right," Ron muttered grumpily, and continued eating his oatmeal.

"Okay, I'll see you guys in Charms!" she said through a mouthful of toast, and hurried off.

"Oy! That's disgusting! Keep your food in your mouth!" Ron bellowed back.

Malfoy on the other side of the hall, looked up and watched Hermione rush out towards the direction of the library. He looked down the Slytherin table, and saw that everyone was too preoccupied with their food to notice him gone.

"I'm going back to the Common Room," he told Crabbe and Goyle. And before Pansy could object and ask him whether he was feeling well, he grabbed his stuff and left.

A/N #2: Sorry that this chapter is so short. But I can't really think right now. A bit of Writer's Block, but the next chapter will be a long one. I promise.