"Listen Granger..." Malfoy began to speak while running a hand through his hair.

Hermione waited for him to speak silently.

Malfoy opened his mouth to speak then without any warning he pulled Hermione close and kissed her lips softly then began to deepen the kiss.

After Hermione got over the initial shock of the kiss her brain kick started, this was MALFOY she was kissing, the person she hated most! All the years of taunts and bullying flooded back to her and she realized she couldn't do this anymore. Hermione pushed Malfoy away from her and ignored his surprised look and slammed the door in his face.

She then ran to her bed and started to cry on the pillow, once again Malfoy had managed to make her cry. She never understood how he managed to get under her skin so much. She hated him because he was the only person who couldn't look past her muggle heritage and see what an amazing witch she was. I AM BETTER THAN HIM! With this in her mind she got up with such rage she throw her pillow across the room and it hit her pile of books and as they tumbled she fell to her knees in weeping heap on the floor. Hermione stayed on the floor for the rest of the night and only woke up to the sound of the shower in the bathroom next to her bedroom door in the morning. After lifting herself up off the floor she waited till the bathroom was silent and entered, from one glance at herself in the mirror she knew she looked horrible, make-up and tear smeared cheeks. Her hair was already getting regrowth and she knew she couldn't do this anymore. Why did I even think I could do this? Hermione then took a shower and tried fix herself up so it wouldn't look like she had been crying all night. She was going back to the old Hermione, She opened up the only suitcase she hadn't unpacked and took out her old baggy clothes and threw them on. She felt safe hidden behind her layers of warm clothing. Hermione realized the time and quickly ran out of her room and out of the common room to make sure she wasn't late to her first lessons. Hermione arrived two minutes early to potions and she could tell by the look on Ron and Harry's faces that her appearance surprised them once again, but they didn't say anything. The lesson passed by quickly with the usual malicious remarks from Snape targeted at her. However Hermione made sure to always avert her gaze from the back of the classroom to avoid Malfoy. She knew she couldn't avoid him forever since she lived with him but she could at least try.

The rest of the day dragged on and Hermione felt so miserable that she couldn't even join in conversations with Harry and Ron like she used to.

Hermione stayed in the library for the rest of the evening till it was time for her to do her rounds and after doing her rounds she headed to the common room late at night hoping Malfoy would be asleep. It was just her luck that just as she entered the common room Malfoy would sleepily enter the common room from his bedroom in silk boxers.

Hermione walked quickly to her door but he caught her arm and stopped her from walking away. She stayed with her face turned away from him As long as I don't look at him nothing will happen.

"Granger, what's wrong with you, one day you decide to be a sex kitten who likes me and next thing your back to a bookworm".

Hermione hesitated, it was no use holding it back any longer, she didn't care how Malfoy would respond because she felt as though he'd already been horrible enough to her to last a lifetime so there was not much more she hadn't hadn't heard from him.

"Well Malfoy,whats wrong with you! I have never done anything to you and you insist on hating me….why?" Hermione quietly repeated "Why" over and over then fell silent. The tension in the room was so thick it could be cut with a knife. It was obvious Malfoy had no answer to her question because he gently let go of her arm and Hermione walked away from him and to her room. Just as she was closing the door she heard a soft "Sorry…"

Hermione had done all her homework in the library so he took out a book and snuggled up in her bed and sure enough she fell asleep and while after.

Draco's POV:

Why did I apologize? Malfoy couldn't believe he had just apologized to a mudblood, that was all she ever was to him, a filthy mudblood. He fell asleep repeating that to himself trying to reassure himself that she was nothing more than that.

Hope you liked this chapter. I'm trying my best to make this fanfic turn around from being unbelievably cliché to good and make it actually interesting.

Hermione is going back to the old brown haired bookworm, and Draco still thinks of her as a mudblood..or does he?

Any suggestions for next chapters would be helpful 

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