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Chapter 3

The Bet and Stares

When she walked into school, it was like the first time she had been there, she was so happy. She was dating Ron—the one thing that she had wanted to do for so long. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him. She just wanted to kiss him again, but she couldn't make out with him in the middle of the corridor. She would have to wait until later.

But if she was so happy about Ron, then why was she also thinking about Malfoy? She didn't know why, but when he had actually smiled at her, she felt something towards him, and it wasn't just the gratitude. Nothing happened, she told herself, we just understood each other.

She walked into the Great Hall, which was fantastically decorated as usual. She took her usual seat between Harry and Ron. Seamus, Neville and Dean sat across from them. Hermione started talking to Ron when she felt eyes on her. She looked up and saw Seamus looking at her. Then she looked to his right and Neville was looking at her too. To his left, Dean was also looking at her.

"What?" she asked, feeling embarrassed.

"Nothing," Seamus and Dean said, putting their heads down.

"It's just, you look so good, Hermione," Neville spoke up; a first for Neville Longbottom.

"Well, thanks Neville."

"You do, what did you do?" Seamus asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, how did you get, you know."

"I matured Seamus, it's what girls do."

"I know, but you just…all of a sudden…wow."

"Well thanks."

"She's mine you guys, back off," Ron finally said.

"What?"

"Yeah, we're dating," he said very protectively, putting his arm on Hermione's shoulder.

"Oh, sorry," Seamus apologized.

"Its ok, just don't make the mistake again."

"Oh, calm down Ron. They were just complimenting me, I think," Hermione smiled.

"I know."

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On the other side of the Hall, Draco was talking to Blaise.

"Dude, what happened to her?"

"I don't know."

"She is so fine."

"I know."

"She's fucking hot."

"I know," Draco said again, trying to get Blaise off the subject.

"I'm still going to do her."

"Dude, she is dating the Weasel, they were snogging on the train."

"So, she won't care about him when I put on my charm."

"Sure, she has been in love with him forever."

"So, she is going to be in love with me forever when I get to her."

"And how do you plan on doing that, ass?"

"I don't know, but I know whatever I think of will work perfectly."

"You just don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"Why?" Blaise asked, confused.

"Because, she is a Mudblood, she's a Gryffindor, she is in love with the Weasel, and she doesn't even know your name…"

"She does too know my name."

Draco shook his head in reply.

"I don't think she does. And what if she does? She still knows nothing about you, she would never date you."

"You just want her for yourself."

"No I don't, there is no way I would ever have that kind of trash," lied Draco, he actually did want her, and something about Blaise talking so crudely about her made Draco mad.

"Sure dude, every guy in the school wants her, look around."

Sure enough, almost every guy had their head turned towards Hermione. It's amazing how one summer can change everything. Then Weasel put his arm around her and there was an audible sigh that went through the hall. They all knew that they had no chance with her if she was dating Ron.

"Everyone wants to fuck her, I'm not the only one. I better get a move on before my chances are gone."

"You have no chance in hell."

"Thanks for your support," Blaise said sarcastically as the doors of the Great hall opened and the first years marched in after Professor McGonagall, who was carrying the sorting hat and a four legged stool.

The first years were sorted into their houses, each house got about five more students.

"I remember when I got sorted," said Harry all of a sudden.

"Me too," said Hermione.

"I don't really," said Ron

"The hat wanted to put me in Slytherin. Imagine what it would have been like if I was in Slytherin, all of the things that would've happened."

"You wouldn't have made it through first year without us, Harry," Ron said happily, finally taking him arm off of Hermione.

"I know, thank you for everything," Harry said sincerely.

"You're welcome, Harry," Hermione said looked at Harry with a grin.

"What are you grinning at?"

"I was just thinking, if you were in Slytherin, then you would probably be best friends with Draco."

"Highly doubtful, since his father is the servant of the one person in the world that wants to kill me most." This made Harry give a sort of awkward laugh.

"Its okay Harry, we'll find him."

"I know we will, I just hate waiting for the inevitable."

"Harry, we'll find him and get rid of him once and for all."

"I want to believe that, but he is going to be stronger, more powerful, with more supporters, and we are going to have no one to help us."

"We have The Order."

"Is that all? Against Death Eaters, Dementors, Giants? We cannot win this war."

"Yes we can Harry, and we will."

"How can you be so sure Hermione?"

"I don't know, I just have a feeling."

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On the other side of the Hall, Draco was also thinking about his sorting, how the hat had not even touched his head before it called him out to be a Slytherin. Was he really that evil at heart? Or was it because of the bullshit that his father had fed him for the last 11 years. He didn't know, but as he was thinking he looked up and his eyes instantly fell on Hermione. Weasley had taken his arm off of her and then she started smiling again. Why did she always have to do that?

Then he saw her grinning at Potter. The grin! It was perfect, it was just enough to show that Hermione might actually have an evil side to her. The she gave Potter a hug as Dumbledore got up to speak.

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"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. The same rules that have been in effect in the last years are still there. The Forbidden Forest is as it is named, Forbidden. You may not go in there unless you have permission from a teacher, or in the company of a teacher.

"Also, the Head Boy and Girl will be starting a new tradition this year, they will share a common room. This will help with the unity of the school. If we can have our Heads sharing a dorm, then maybe we can have a little house unity. After all the Heads this year are from different houses, we have a Ravenclaw and a Hufflepuff, may I present to you Hannah Abbot and Terry Boot as your Head Boy and Girl.

"Last, all classes will be attended by all four houses instead of just two. This will also help with the house unity that we so desperately need. Thank you and enjoy your meal, I hope it is satisfactory for you." With that, he sat down and the food magically appeared on the plates in front of them.

"Satisfactory, isn't it always satisfactory?" Ron asked as he scooped mashed potatoes onto his plate and smothered them in gravy.

"Yes Ron," Hermione said as she grabbed a plum and bit into it.

"Well, I think it is mighty satisfactory," Harry said through a mouth full of Shepard's pie.

The three ate, and when all the plates were cleared and the dessert came, they were all too happy to eat more.

"Why does this food have to be so good? I always gain weight on the first day, it takes me all year to lose it," Ron said, grabbing a slice of apple pie, and putting a scoop of ice cream on it.

"I don't know, it's like they magically enhance it or something," Harry said as he piled pudding on his plate.

"They don't magically enhance it, the elves are just really good cooks," Hermione complained as she gave herself a small slice of pumpkin pie.

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Why were they making the Heads share a common room, isn't that not according to school regulation? A boy and girl living practically in the same room?

"Why would they do something like that?" Draco asked as he started to peel an orange.

"Do what?" asked Blaise as he grabbed as many chicken legs as he could reach.

"Make the Heads share a common room."

"I don't know, but I tell you what, it would awesome, especially if you liked the girl, then you could screw whenever you wanted to and no one would interrupt you."

"Only you."

"Huh?"

"Only you would think of that as a good thing Blaise. What if you absolutely despised the girl?"

"Then you make her like you, and then you screw whenever you want to."

"You are hopeless, all you think about it sex."

"Me? Dude, if you are a guy, then you think about it just as much as I do."

"Yeah, but I don't think about it publicly as you do."

"Oh, sorry, do you want me to keep my fantasies to myself?" Blaise asked sarcastically.

"Yes, please."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Dude, you are totally a poof."

"No I am not."

"Prove it to me."

"And how am I supposed to do that? I have already had half the girls in Slytherin. What could I possibly do to prove to you that I was not a poof?"

"Slytherin…not anyone else…certainly not Granger…could get them to…hmmm…"

"What are you talking about Blaise, I am not going to fuck Granger."

"Are you sure, if you do, then I will never call you a poof again."

"I'm listening."

"Ok, you have to break her and little Ronniekins up. You have to get to her before he can. Make his life a living hell. Make her fall in love with you."

"How the hell am I supposed to get her to fall in love with me?"

"That's where your charm comes in, my friend."

"Fine, I'll do it, but only because I do not want you to think that I'm gay, because I'm not."

"Sure, just do it."

"And if I lose?"

"You wont, I know you."

"But hypothetically, if I was to lose…"

"Then you would have to announce to the whole school that you were gay."

"You've got a deal."

"Good. I'm glad." They shook on it, Draco knew that he was going to win this. He grabbed a slice of pumpkin pie and started to eat it slowly.

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When the feast was over Hermione, Ron and Harry made their way to Gryffindor tower, Ron and Hermione holding hands. Hermione was so comfortable this way, she was so happy that Ron had finally came around and all she could think about was how her little dreams of them getting married and have a bunch of red-headed buck tooth kids, might just come true. If only there was some way to get rid of the threat that was endangering that life from ever happening.

She did not want that to happen. Somehow she knew that they were going to beat him, get rid of the threat forever, but she didn't know how and she didn't know when. She just hoped it was soon. She wanted to have the perfect life with Ron, in the country, with everything they would ever need.

When they got back to the common room, she kissed Ron goodnight and walked slowly up to her room. She fell into a dreamless sleep.

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After the feast, Draco had decided to go back to his common room and Blaise was right behind him.

"Why aren't you going after her right now?" Blaise asked.

"Shut up Blaise, I need some time to figure out how to do this."

"No you don't, you know that her and Weasel are going to do it tonight."

"No they're not, they aren't like you. They are going to wait."

"You're absolutely sure?"

"Yeah, they probably won't have sex for at least another month or so."

"Okay, and if they do before then?"

"Then they are going to screw up my entire plan."

"And what plan is that."

"Nothing Blaise, just leave me alone. I need to figure this out."

"Whatever man, just tell me when she loves you."

"Okay," Draco said. He just needed to get her alone, without the rest of the Dream Team. If he could, then his plan might actually work.

He headed back to his common room and fell onto his bed without even changing. He fell into a light sleep.

Love and Lemons

Brittany