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Chapter 3 ;; Starting over

Hermione tapped the correct sequence of bricks and waited as the bricks separated to let her through. She sighed. What do I need to buy…

First she went to go buy some ingredients at the Apothecary to stock her supply up. Then she went into Flourish and Blotts to see if they had the new Hogwarts, A History Volume II that she had requested. They didn't have the book, but they told her to come back in a week or two; they would have it by then. Hermione sighed, not knowing what to do next.

Draco was acting weird. Not that she was complaining or anything. She did wonder what had happened. Why was Draco acting so nice to her? What happened that night? Why was he so badly beaten? Hermione had a suspicion that it had something to do with the Death Eaters or anything of the sort. That made her feel sorry for the poor guy. How could they do that to him? She shook her head and apparated back into the house. The first thing she saw was Draco on her couch playing with the television.

"Draco, what are you doing?"

"What is this? This is so interesting!" Draco said, fascinated by the muggle contraption. "How do muggles fit into this?" he continued clicking the remote, quickly changing the channel.

"Draco, that's a television set. It plays moving images." She said impatiently, not wanting to get into how a TV works. She continued to watch as Draco switched channels, increasing his interest with every passing show.

"Woah…" Draco looked at the screen wide eyed as he came across an inappropriate show.

"DRACO!" she yelled as she grabbed the remote and turned off the television set. Draco grinned and then walked around the house.

"Where are your parents?" he asked.

"Back home."

"Back home?" he repeated.

"Yes. This is my vacation home. It's just a place to get away from everything." She said.

"Oh, I see." He looked at all the pictures and paintings along the walls. "It's a nice place."

Hermione softened a bit, "Thank you." He smiled at her and her heart skipped a beat. What the hell?

"So, Hermione…" he said slowly, as if testing out her name. "What's there to do around here?" he ran his hands over the table counter, touching everything he could.

She looked at him, "Draco, are you feeling alright?"

"Of course." He looked at her questioningly, "Why?" He stared at her, as if trying to figure out the meaning of her question. "Look Hermione, if you really want to know, things happened the other night that I had no complete control over. I really appreciate you helping me out and I do want to thank you somehow. Things have changed so much for me in barely a few days time. It's like I'm living another life. So, do you think we could start over somehow?"

Hermione was blown away. He had changed so much. How am I so sure that I could trust him? She decided to go with her gut instinct. Anyways, if anything ever happens, I know I can always get Ginny to back me up. She laughed to herself. And I guess Ron and Harry too.

"Hi, my name is Hermione Granger." She held out her hand. "And you are?"

Draco smiled and shook her hand, "Draco Malfoy. It's a pleasure." An electric shock went up both of their arms as they touched. They both stared at each other wide eyed and let go slowly.

"Haha…" Hermione laughed nervously. Draco just smiled.

"So, do you want to show me around?" he asked.

"I would, but I think you should get some proper clothes." She looked at his tattered robes.

"Oh yeah." He frowned. Hermione thought for a second.

"Hey wait, I think my cousin left some clothes here last time he came to visit." She went upstairs and Draco followed after her. She walked into the guest room, which she used as an office room, and looked inside the closet. She threw out a pair of jeans, a white undershirt and a green polo.

"I hope that fits you." She walked out of the room for him to change. She sat on the couch and waited for him in the living room. A few minutes passed and Hermione was beginning to worry. What's taking him so long?

She walked back up to the room and knocked on the door. "Draco? You alright in there?" There was no answer. "Draco?" she walked in to see him looking at himself in the mirror.

"Is how muggles are supposed to look like?" he asked modeling in front of the mirror.

Hermione could only stare. She couldn't help it. She had to admit, Draco only looked better with every year that passed. He was about a head taller than her. He was nicely built and his hair wasn't slicked back like it used to be back in their younger years. Draco noticed her staring at him and turned to her.

"Do I look alright?" he asked, looking at her questioningly.

Hermione snapped back to reality and nodded, "Yeah, you look fine." She grabbed her bag and took him outside.

"So where are we going?" he asked.

"Here, just hold on to me." Hermione asked. Draco put his arms around her and they both blushed. What the hell is going on?

Hermione apparated them both in front of a carnival.

"Woah… what is this place?" Draco asked.

"We're in front of the annual city fair." She explained. "I thought I'd take you somewhere fun." They walked around, talking and laughing and really enjoying their time together. She smiled as Draco told a story to her about his childhood. You know, Draco really isn't that bad.

Draco looked at her smiling face and felt his stomach flip flop. Hermione really is a great person. It's such a shame that I wasn't her friend sooner.

"You hungry?" she asked.

"Just a little."

Then she smiled, "Have you ever tasted funnel cake?"

A while later, the two new friends were found laughing over a plate of funnel cake.

"I loved that passage in Sonnets of a Sorcerer. It was breathtaking. I never knew you read that." Hermione said, eating a piece of cake.

Draco laughed, "There's a lot you don't know about me." Hermione stood up and grabbed his arm.

"Lets go on that!" she pointed at the roller coaster. Draco watched as the passengers screamed as they went down the huge drop and went on the loop.

"That doesn't look safe…" Draco said uncertainly.

"Come on!" she smiled as they waited in line. "Just pretend you're on a broom."

"But I could actually control a broom…" his voice trailed off. They came to the front of the line and the ride operator looked at them.

"How many?"

"Two please." Hermione answered.

"Do you have a preference?" he asked. Hermione grinned.

"We'd like the front."

"And I'd like to leave." Draco tried to get out of it, but Hermione grabbed his hand quickly. Warmth came in between them as their hands touched once again.

"Come on Draco. Look, you can ride a broom hundreds of feet above ground playing Quidditch. Surely you can handle a rollercoaster." Hermione whispered to him. He looked at her, trusting her, and sat inside the cart.

The ride operator looked at them strangely. "You guys ready?" They both nodded. The ride started and Draco grabbed Hermione's hand as they started up the hill.

"Hermione… are you sure this is safe?" Draco asked again.

She smiled and took out her wand, "If anything happens, you know that either of us can save our lives."

Draco smiled back and loosened up a bit. "Alright."

They arrived at the top of the hill and the ride paused for a bit. Draco looked at her questioningly, "What's going o-----AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Both teens screamed as the rollercoaster cascaded down the hill, giving them both a rush of adrenaline and butterflies.

"THIS IS SO FUN!" Draco yelled as they went down another hill.

Hermione grinned at him, "I TOLD YOU!"

They arrived back at the station and Draco leapt up, "Muggles are so interesting!" Everyone looked at him in confusion. Hermione looked around in panic.

"Draco, lets go." She said, quickly ushering him away from the area.

He beamed at her, "Where to next?"

She thought for a second, "How about the haunted house?"

He looked at her, "It's not really haunted, now is it?"

"Of course not. It's just a muggle creation." They walked over to the old house in the middle of the fair and walked inside. Hermione thought it looked like the cheap version of the Shrieking Shack. Suddenly all the lights shut off.

"Hermione?" Draco called in the darkness.

"Yeah, I'm right here." She said, not knowing where 'here' exactly was. Suddenly she felt a hand grasp hers in the darkness. Her heart jumped, knowing who's had it was.

"Here. So we don't get separated." He said. Bullshit. You just want a reason to hold her hand.

"Alright." She said as they both walked through the dark house. Floating holograms of ghosts floated across hallways.

"Hey!" Draco called, trying to talk to the fake ghosts.

"Draco, they're not real."

"Oh, really?" he asked as he reached out to one of the ghosts. His hand went through the ghost with no response.

"Oh, how interesting." They walked on further down the house, going through rooms and rooms finding more ghosts, goblins, skeletons and dead bodies. Finally they came upon the last room. There was nothing scary in the room.

"I wonder what's in here." Hermione thought out loud. They walked around the room, feeling colder by the second. A shadow passed over the room, as if something bad was going to happen.

Suddenly there was a blood curling cry as a figure in a black cloak floated across the room. Both teens immediately felt faint.

"Dementor." Hermione gasped.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked as they backed away. He felt a little pale, like nothing in the world was worth living…

"Fuck… Draco… what's the incantation?" Hermione asked a sleepily.

"Expecto Patronum…" he said slowly.

She took her wand out, "Expecto… expecto patronum…"

Draco followed her lead, "Expect… oh… patriotism…"

The dementor let out a cool laugh, as if sensing victory. Hermione turned to Draco, holding his hand firmly, "We gotta do this. I know we can. Think of something that makes you truly happy." They both stood up as tall as they can. "Alright." She took a deep breath as their spirits sank lower and lower. "On three."

"One…" The dementor floated closer to them.

"Two…" The teens took a deep breath.

"THREE!" They closed their eyes and thought of their happiest memory as they waved their wands.

"Expecto patronum!" they yelled. A sapphire dragon and a ruby phoenix emerged from the wands. The dementor screamed as the patronus' circled it, drowning it in a cage of light. Finally it trapped it inside its cage and the dementor vanished in thin air.

Hermione and Draco stood up, not believing what they had just seen.

"What the hell just happened?" Draco finally found his voice.

"I don't know, but I think we should try and figure it out." They both looked at the spot in which the dementor had been and then at their wands. How could they have destroyed a dementor?

A/N ;; oOoh… and so the plot goes on… Hermione & Draco finally become friends, but what just happened? How could anyone destroy a dementor? Maybe they'll find out in the next chapter (:

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