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I'm so sorry for not updating this weekend, you all must have thoughed I backed out on my story. But I didn't. I went away with my family for the weekend but I broughta notebook with me, so Icould write, even without a computer nearby. I wrote two pretty large chapters and I'm now busy with typing them on my computer and getting out as many spelling-errors as I can find. If there still are faults in my chapters, I'm very sorry, sometimes the grammar doesn't work with my way of writing P.
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Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger were obviously the weirdest couple in Hogwarts, there was no competing in that.
Even Luna and Neville couldn't have been weirder if they were a couple.
Nobody had ever thought it was even possible, the Womanizing Sexy Slytherin falling for the Goody Two-shoes Gryffindor. Or the other way around because the smart Muggle hated Malfoy's guts for a very very long time.
Nobody thought it could ever happen.
But that was until they saw it with their own very eyes, when Hermione chased Draco in anger down the Great Hall, wearing nothing but a shirt that was obviously Draco's and everybody, students and teachers, ended up watching a love-declaration and a whole lot of kissing.
Since then it was a well-known and definetily well-discussed fact that Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger were getting busy. With eachother.
They were the hottest gossip-couple and the most various stories went on about them.
One of the very few sweet ones was that they got detention for only paying attention to eachother in Potions. (false: Hermione was only sending him her most deadly glare because he thought it was funny to curse her kettle to do a walz with her quill.)
One of the way more bad ones was that Malfoy hit her a lot. (false too: Hermione just took revenge for the dancing kettle by cursing him spastic in the Great Hall, and he simply pirouetted around her flapping his arms a lot.)
And one of the many, many more smut-stories was that Moaning Myrtle had found them in her bathroom while they were doing a little moaning of their own. (true, and everytime someone mentioned this story Hermione turned bright red and Draco started laughing)
They were still bickering over nothing, they still hated eachother's friends with passion, called eachother mostly Malfoy and Granger or Blondie and Bookwurm, along with many other curse or nicknames, whatever you like to call it.
But they found their bickering amusing, used their nicknames with covered tenderness and found comfort in eachother's arms every night and definetily cared about eachother. In their weird own way.
"We are going to be late." Hermione mumbled, clearly very irritated.
She was walking down the hall with Draco, on their way to the dungeons for Potions.
She kept straightening her robe and checking her books.
Draco seemed a lot more at ease. He was walking with his usual arrogance and smoothened his hair.
"We're not going to be late." Draco reacted confident. "And if we do," He looked at her from the corner of his eye, "that's not entirely my fault. You co-operated."
She glared at the blonde boy walking next to her, who was now wearing an even more cocky smile than usual, clearly reminding himself of earlier this morning.
"Merlin Malfoy, you just could have written "I had sex" on your forehead!"
Hermione grinned a bit forced, her annoyance of the chance to be late still shown on her face.
She might like the Ferret and her sex-life had never been better (or busier) but she was still Hermione Granger, and Hermione Granger was never late.
Suddenly, she felt something she never thought would happen.
Draco's fingers were trying to intwine with hers. In the Great Hall. In public.
"Draco Malfoy, did I just felt that correctly?" She said, raising her eyebrows in amusement.
He withdrew his hand as quickly as if he was burned.
"I have no idea Bookworm." He said icily, but turning a shade Hermione had never seen before on anyone, maybe expect Ron. "you're probably hyperventilating again for being late, causing you to hallucinate."
"You were trying to hold my hand!" Hermione said triumphant. Her voice rising in volume and pitch of restrained laughter caused a few students to curiously turn their heads.
"Bloody hell woman, lower your voice." Draco said through clenched teeth.
Hermione looked at him with a broad smile on her face.
"Get that smile of your face, Granger, you're practically covering me in endearment." Draco said the word 'endearment' with an expression on his face similar as it was covering him in a big pile of poo, which made Hermione smile even more.
"I did not try to hold your hand." He said heated. "I…I was trying to stop your ridiculous arm-sweeping while you walk. You look like a bloody gorilla and it's rather embarassing."
Hermione first looked at him in disbelief and than bursted out in laughter.
"Very good comeback, Blondie." She laughed. "By the way, that shade of red isn't really working for you."
She entered the classroom and muttering cursewords Malfoy followed.