Innocent Desire DM/HG fic. Romance, of course. Also, supernatural, for a mysterious edge. (You'll see what I mean in coming chapters.)

Summary: When things go wrong in Hermione's life she turns to the most unlikely person for help. What will happen to her relationship with best friends and the one person who loves her the most?

Authors Note: I own the plot not the lot of characters by J.K Rowling
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Chapter 3: Turns Unexpected

The Hogwarts Express bellowed as all the Hogwarts students piled onto the train, waving goodbye to their parents and siblings. Hermione Granger paced along the platform, impatiently waiting for Harry and Ron to get to there.Tired and annoyed, she sat on a bench, watching for The Dynamic Duo. She saw someone with red hair and thought it was Ron, but was only met by Genevieve Vorlue, a Hufflepuff red-head, flirting with Colin Creevey, who was blushing profusely. Another flash, this time black, but it was just Millicent Bullstrome and a few other Slytherins. Exhausted from pacing she headed toward the train to find her a compartment. "It's still a little while till the train leaves" Hermione thought to herself. "I'll just go find a compartment and take a nap, they'll find me." With that thought she strode off to find a compartment to take a nap in, not knowing that a pair of silver-blue eyes were watching her cautiously.
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"Come on Ron, we're going to get left here,if you don't hurry up." Harry called from their room. "Nobody cares what you look like on the train" "That's not true Harry, that's where everybody gets first impressions and I want to look good." Ron called from the bathroom. "We don't have time for this. Get out here now." Mrs. Weasley said as she stormed into the bathroom and came out holding a very red-faced Ron by the ear. "Now get in the car. We've already got your things in there. Come on Harry, dear. Get in the car. Don't want to be late." Mrs. Weasley said from over her shoulder.
They traveled in their new car, a gift from The Ministry of Magic for their services to the Order. They drove from the Burrow, past hills and dells, plains and plateaus, till finally they reached Kings Cross Station. Hurriedly they dashed towards Platform 9 ¾. "Hurry up kids, your going to miss the train." Mrs. Weasley urged. "God knows what I'm going to do with you two." They ran onto the platform and onto the train just as the train was closing the doors. "Pheew! That was a close one. I don't think we've ever been this late before." Ron said exhaustingly. "Well if you hadn't been so keen on looking perfect, we wouldn't have had to rush, Ron." Ginny said exasperatingly. "Well if you had woken me up earlier..." Ron started.
"Woke you up earlier, me. You could sleep through a tornado." Ginny retorted. "Well..." Ron began to say, but Harry interrupted. "Stop, you two, you've been fighting all morning. Give it a rest." "Now YOU sound like my mother" Ron said. "First it's Hermione, now you. Who's next?" "Shut up Ron. We need to find Hermione." "Oh yeah, right, Hermione." With that they left to find Hermione.

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"O'er the lakes blue,

and past God's might,

I've come for you,

To hold you tight."

Hermione awoke at the sound of a masculine voice softly singing a chant. Institively, she thought she was listening to Harry or maybe even Ron so she thought she'd voice her opinion. "That's a lovely song, Harry." Hermione said, not even opening her eyes. "Well, thank you, but I'm not your friend Potter." The voice said.

At these words she opened her eyes and saw the one and only, Draco Malfoy. "What are doing here?" Hermione asked, instinctively narrowing her eyes. "Just thought I'd come and have a chat with you."

"Who said I would want to talk to you."

"Nobody, but you're talking to me now." Hermione gave him a spiteful look at this and tried to ignore him.

"Just curious, where are Potty and the Weasel?"

"I don't know. They should have been here ages ago, but I fell asleep and... Hey wait a minute. You tricked me into talking to you, you sneaky little twit."

"Good Observation, Hermione, care to give us any more."

"Since when do you call me Hermione?"

"Since you grew up"

"What do you mean 'Grew up'?"

"I mean since you grew so... so beautiful." Draco said hesitantly, looking down at the floor, then looking at Hermione with yearning eyes that twinkled as she looked at him.

"Why would you think I'm beautiful, I'm nothing but a know-it-all mudblood to you."

"Not anymore"

"What's that supposed to mean."

"I thought you were smarter than this, Granger"

"What are you going to start crying and confessing your love to me? Yeah, right."

"The crying part is off but the love part is right."Draco said solemnly.
Hermione sat speechless staring traumatized by his words. After a few moments ogling at Draco, she started to laugh. "What's so funny?" Draco inquired. "HaHaHaHa... This is a joke isnt' it? Isn't it? You're trying to be funny. It's working, It's definetely working."

"You think this is a joke?"

"Yes, you're obviously trying to play a joke on me. But it's not going to work.. you can quite acting now, I know you're faking this."

"I'm not acting." Draco said with a serious voice and a loving look in his steel-grey eyes. "Hermione, I Love You."

With that he edged close to her and leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips.
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Harry, Ron, and Ginny had a predicament. There was no sign of Hermione anywhere. They had searched nearly compartment and they could still not find hide or hair of Hermione Granger. "Where is she?" Ron said annoyingly for the 700th time since they'd got on the train. "Ron, give it a rest, we'll find her. There are only three compartments left to check." Harry said impatiently. "Ron you check the one on the left, I'll take the up there, and Ginny, you check the one on the right." Ginny headed for the right compartment. Ron for the left. Harry went straight. Draco kissed Hermione as all three reached their door. Draco kissed Hermione passionatly, yearning to taste her, wanting to show he truelly loved her. Hermione's eyes opened wide as the doors slid open. There stood Ginny Weasley, wide-eyed and as red as her hair, speechless and shocked. All three doors closed and a disturbed Ginny turned quickly to back to the other compartments. "Nothing in there." She said quickly as she practically ran down the hallway. "What's her problem?" Harry asked. Ron only replied. "I don't know, It's a girl thing."

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Hermione was trying to push Draco away, but he just held her tighter, his soft lips compressed against hers, his arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer and closer to his chest. Finally, he stopped kissing and sat back, watching for any sign in her eyes that she enjoyed it. Hermione just stared wide-eyed at him, sitting back on the couch-like seat, her mind just now registering that Draco Malfoy, the Ferret boy, the Slytherin king, the man, no boy,well young man, she had hated for 5 years. 5 years of hate, despise, and fighting and now he just kissing me. What the Bloody Hell is going on? "How... How dare you?" Hermione started to yell. "How dare you come in here, start talking to me and kiss me when you know I despise you, and then expect me to come back and start snogging and being love-dovey with you."
"Hermione..."
"And calling me by my first name, since when did you start calling me Hermione? Huh? When did you stop calling me a filthy mudblood, or Potty's princess or Granger?" Hermione screamed at him.
"But I told you Hermione, I love you. Now what do you say we kiss and make up?" Draco said lifting one eyebrow and smirking at her. At that same moment he felt a stinging sensation on his left cheek and a red-faced Hermione looking icily at him. "Owww. What was that..." Draco said, but before he could finish he was dealt a painful blow in his lower, how do you say, equipment, and as he fell to his knees in pain, he saw Hermione walking briskly away, a slight smile on her lips, but fury on the rest of her face.
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Ginny Weasley had finally stopped running and found a empty compartment to sit and think over what she had just seen. Draco Malfoy was kissing Hermione, whose eyes were closed and his arms were wrapped around her. What the hell is going on? First of all, they've hated each other for the past 5 years and now their snogging each other in a compartment on the way to school. Before they couldn't stand each others presence and now it seemed like they were enjoying a kiss like nothing in the world could stop them from it. What Am I going to do? Should I tell Harry and Ron or keep it a secret? What am I going to do?" A million questions ran through Ginny's brain, as she wondered what to do about what she saw. "Should I confront Draco? No, Hermione?
Just then Ron and Harry came charging in. "What's the matter, Ginny? You ran away like a mad werewolf after a hare." Ron inquired. "Yeah we were worried about you." Harry said with a hint of affection in his voice. " Nothing, I'm fine. I just wanted to come lay down and, uh, get some sleep." Ginny replied. With that she lay down on the seat and closed her eyes. Ron and Harry sat down across from her. When they thought she was asleep, Ron said. "Harry, I don't think she's telling the truth. I think she saw something."
"Oh don't worry so much, Ron. She probably just PMSin' or something. You know, it's a girl thing."
"Whatever, I think there's something she knows, but she just doesn't want to say." Ron ended. They rode through the countryside in silence for a few minutes, till they heard the compartment door slid open and saw a red- faced but smiling Hermione Granger.
"Where have you been?" Ron asked almost shouting. "We have been worried sick." "Shut up Ron. You're starting to sound like your mum." Hermione answered. "I was just in the loo, no cause for alarm. Now what's up?"
"Well Ginny is asleep and we were wondering were you were." Harry said. "But when we were looking for you, Ginny ran away really fast and we were worried so we followed her here. But she won't say why she ran away." "Hmmm, I wonder what she saw..., or what was wrong." Hermione said, diverting her eyes away from Ron and Harry's questioning glances, looking at Ginny, who seemed to be sleeping soundly. Hermione sat down next to Ginny's sleeping form and looked out the window.

"Hey it's getting dark, you guys. We'll be at Hogwarts in no time." Hermione said after a long silence. As she said this, the train slowed and finally came to a halt. " You were right, Her'ione." Ron said. "no time." They woke up Ginny and headed outside.

As they exited the train, Hagrid, the groundskeeper and Care for Magical Creatures professor, waved to them. "Best be get these youngin's to the castle, eh?You should be getting' up to the castle too, you know. Well, see all of you later." Hagid said, before calling the first years to the boats. With that, they headed to the horseless carriages. They got one right next to Neville and Pavarti, who looked annoyed with each other. "Hey Neville." Hermione called, waving to him. "Hey Hermione, how was your summer?" Neville replied smiling from ear to ear. "Great. How about yours?" "It was so boring. I missed all of you, especially you Hermione. I kept on forgetting things and wished you were there to help me." "Well if you need help, just ask. OK?" "OK. Thanks Hermione, you're the best." Neville said his grin widening even more and his face went red at the cheeks.
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Draco Malfoy stalked off after Hermione for a while, but then she disappeared so he started to look for his fellow Slytherins. Rounding the corner, he saw two corpulent boys heading for a compartment on their right, their hands filled with cakes and sweets going up to their portly chins. "Crabbe. Goyle. What are you two thick-headed numbskulls doing? Pigging out for the 900th time today. Well, Hurry up I need to talk to Blaise and some of the others." With that Draco stomped off, red-faced and angry.
"What's his problem?" Crabbe said in between bites of an apple struedel.
Meanwhile, Blaise Zaibini, Pansy Parkinson, Mina Loranga, and Zack Caldetry sat in a compartment talking in lowered voices, although Mina and Zack were doing this between snogging sessions. "Where is that prat of a Malfoy?" Zack said, as Mina tugged playfully at his pants. "Don't know, Mister Fancy-pants." Blaise said as he watched Mina and Zack burst into an intense snogging fest, which included some thrusts of the pelvic area by Zach, Mina using her tongue in very inappropriate ways, and both of them gropping savagely at each other.
"Why don't you two get a room." Draco said as he entered the compartment, a look of disgust on his face. "Yes, why don't all three of you get a room. That way me and Drakey can have some fun to ourselves." Pansy shrieked as she licked her lips seductively and winked at Draco with lust in her eyes. "Don't have too much fun, eh?" Blaise said, getting up and leaving from the compartment. Mina and Zach stayed however, seemingly doing the horizontal mambo.
"Cum on, Draco. Do me now. Set me on fire." Pansy said, spreading her legs. This done, it was revealed to Draco, to his horror, that Pansy didn't have any panties on. "Not now. Maybe later." Draco said walking out of the compartment, trying not to throw up.
As Draco headed for the bathroom to hurl, the train slowed down. Just as he vomited revoltingly into the loo, the train stopped completely and a loud bell clanged, announcing their arrival to Hogwarts. Draco got up, slightly nausiated, and headed to an empty horseless carriage. As he scooted in he overheard a conversation between two familiar voices. "Great. How about yours?" "It was so boring. I missed all of you, especially you Hermione. I kept on forgetting things and wished you were there to help me." "Well if you need help, Neville, just ask. OK?" "OK. Thanks Hermione, you're the best."

So, Neville, has got a crush on my girl, I mean, Hermione. This could be interesting: Draco thought to himself. I'll have to deal with that.

Meanwhile, back in the Potty, I mean, Potter carriage, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny were talking quietly about their summers when a glow came from behind them. "What on earth?" Ron questioned, turning to look behind him. All of a sudden, there was a massive explosion and the "horses" stampeded toward the castle. "Bloody Hell" Harry and Ron said in unison.