Disclaimer: It's not mine. It's JKR's.

Hello again! I know most of you are once again angry at me for taking so long to post, but my life is hectic. To those of you who weren't really fond of the little Ron twist thrown in, I apologize, but I needed this tid-bit to move the story along. And don't worry. This is a Draco/Hermione fan fiction. It just might take a while.:) Enjoy!

Hermione awoke to the sound of squeaking breaks. She sat up and yawned loudly. Draco was already awake. He was sitting quietly and seemed to be staring intently out the window.

"Are we there?" she asked sleepily.

"Yeah," Draco replied automatically, never looking away from the window. His voice was stern and distant.

Hermione studied his cold expression.

What has been up with him? For the last few days, he had seemed so much more… human. But now… he's just the same old Malfoy he's always been. It just doesn't make any sense!

"What's your problem?" asked Hermione angrily.

"My problem?" exclaimed Draco, his eyes leaving the window for the first time since she had awaken. "What do you mean my problem? You are the one who leaves my trunk in the middle of the platform, and runs off with your stupid little friends! Then you are too busy snogging with Weasel to even notice I entered the room!"

"You're the one who left me with both of our trucks and ran off to talk to Blaise and your precious Pansy!" Hermione spat. "And besides, why do you care if I kiss Ron?"

"I don't!" Draco yelled back. "You can kiss whoever you want to! I don't care!"

They exchanged hateful glares, and Draco turned forcefully back towards the window. Hermione couldn't stand to be in the room with him any longer. She stood up, grabbed her Hogwarts robes, and started towards the door.

"Where are you going?" spat Draco.

"That's none of your business Malfoy!" she snapped back at him. She was just going to change, but she enjoyed leaving him wondering.

Hermione turned the brass knob, and left into the long hallway.

Draco watched her leave in the reflection of the window. He remembered waking up on the train and seeing her sound asleep.

She had looked so peaceful, so beautiful…. What is wrong with you Draco? This is Granger you're talking about! She's not beautiful! She's just a stupid mudblood with buck teeth and bushy hair! Well, her teeth aren't really big anymore… and her hair has flattened quite a bit.. But still! It's Granger! I can't like Granger.

I still can't figure out why I had that sudden urge to kill the Weasel. I couldn't be because he was snogging Granger… could it?

No. That would mean that I liked her. And I don't, not even slightly.

Draco nodded his head, as if it answered all of the questions still lingering in his mind.

"Guess I'd better change," he thought aloud. Draco pulled his trunk off the metal rack above his seat. He unlocked the clasp, and pulled out his long black robes with the Slytherin symbol on the front. He took off his shirt, and threw it down on the ground. He was unbuttoning his pants when suddenly the door flew open. Hermione walked in but froze upon seeing Draco. She was dressed in her too-large robes as usual, and staring wide-eyed at him.

"Shut the damn door!" he yelled loudly at her. Hermione came out of her trance, and quickly shut the door. Draco sighed angrily and began yelling to her.

"Don't you ever knock?" he yelled through the door.

"It was an accident!" he heard her yell back. "It's not like you were naked or anything!"

"Almost!" he yelled pulling off the worn pair of jeans he was wearing. "In a few seconds I would have been!"

"Give it a rest already! It's not like I ran in on you and refused to leave until you helped me!"

"What?" yelled Draco picking up his robes. "I never made you help me! You just did! You probably enjoyed snogging me on the floor!"

"I most certainly did not!" he heard her yell. "I hated it! And I never, ever want to do that again!"

Draco suddenly felt a sting of pain that seemed to come out of nowhere.

Where did that come from? I don't like her!

Draco finished pulling his robes over his head, and opened the door. Hermione was standing outside it and her face was red with anger.

"What you did," Draco began staring hard at her. "was no different from what I did. Except for the fact that I had no choice."

"No," replied Hermione forcefully. "What I did was waaaaay different then what you did! What I did, was an accident! What you did, wasn't! You know what else is different? I didn't force you down, cover your mouth almost suffocating you, then snog you in the floor while you were half naked! I didn't do the stupid thing of trying to take on my father and getting myself almost killed! That was all you! You would have died if it wasn't for me and you know it!"

Draco felt as if fire would burst from his eyes. He half wished it would and burn Hermione's nose right off her face.

"Ahem," said a voice. Draco and Hermione turned simultaneously to see Professor Dumbledore standing in the entrance to the hallway. Other students on the train were peering out from behind him and staring curiously.

"Could you two please keep it down? You're disturbing the other students on the train." Draco sighed and looked down at his feet. He noticed Hermione did the same.

"You two have been given a great honor in becoming Head boy and girl. But to make this work, you two have to form some sort of truce. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to give this honor to someone else. Do you understand?"

Draco nodded slowly and watched as Professor Dumbledore motioned to the others to go back to their compartments. He heard Hermione let out a sigh, then they both retreated back into their own.

Hermione sat back down on the squishy seat. She watched Draco sit down across from her, and look out the window again.

Suddenly the door opened and Professor Dumbledore stepped in.

"By the way," he said. "when we reach Hogwarts, the two of you are to be the last ones to leave the train. Then, you both should wait on the platform, and I'll come and retrieve you." He smiled at them both and turned to exit the car. Suddenly he turned around again.

"And, try not to kill each other before we get there." He finished. Hermione nodded, and Dumbledore exited the car.

After she was sure, he was gone, Hermione sighed to herself.

"He's right you know." She said to Draco. For the first time that day, he looked at her without scowling.

"Yeah," he said quietly. They both sat in silence for a few minutes listening to the rumble of the train on the tracks. When Hermione couldn't stand the silence any longer, she spoke again.

"Do you think we could form some kind of truce?" she asked quietly. "I know we aren't the best of friends, but if we are going to be living in the same common room, we need to at least be on speaking terms."

Hermione thought she saw a small smile form on Draco's face, but then disappear as quickly as it came.

"We did get along for those few days." She continued slowly. Draco gave a small nod.

"Truce?" Hermione asked. Draco sighed, looking at her again.

"Truce." He replied. They exchanged small smiles, then awkwardly looked away.

Suddenly, there came the loud familiar train whistle, and the squeaking of breaks.

"We're here." Hermione thought aloud as the train slid to a stop. She stood up and turned towards her trunk above her head. She grabbed the handle and tried to pull the trunk down slowly but its weight overwhelmed her, and it started to fall on her. Hermione let out a gasp and closed her eyes waiting for the impact.

Suddenly, Hermione felt a pair of strong arms come around her, and grab the luggage. Hermione opened her eyes and saw that Draco had caught the trunk, and was helping her glide it down slowly. When it was resting on the seat, Draco dropped his arms and Hermione turned around. Their noses were only inches away from each other.

"Thanks," said Hermione softly.

Wow. I just can't get over his eyes…

Hermione suddenly felt a strong urge to lean closer to him. She mentally slapped herself.

Hermione! How could you? Not only is this Draco Malfoy, you also were just kissing Ron a few hours ago! What are you thinking?

Draco nodded towards her, then turned around to face his own bag. Hermione breathed a silent sigh of relief. She gathered the rest of her things, then opened the door of the compartment.

She exchanged smiles with her friends, when they passed her car. Of all of them, her gaze lay longest on Ron. He was so tall his head was almost hitting the ceiling, and his face was a still a bit pink. Harry nor Ginny gave her funny looks, so Hermione assumed Ron had kept their secret.

I'm glad he did. I don't really feel like being bugged by everyone about it.

When the last person passed, she followed them outside to the station platform. She saw Draco follow her out, and stand behind her looking around for a sign of what to do next.

Suddenly Dumbledore appeared in the crowds, and he motioned for them to follow him. Hermione exchanged wondering glances with Draco, then together they followed their mysterious Headmaster.

Yes, it's a bit short. I know it. The next chapter will be longer.

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