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CHAPTER #2 BLAISE AND AL PACINO

Hermione and Draco didn't talk that much. To Hermione's surprise he didn't bug her at all. The only time she ever really saw him was when he was coming or going or just sitting in their common room with Blaise or by himself reading.

He had also stopped insulting her, even in the hallways. He hadn't called her a mud blood since their first night there. She didn't ask him about it though because, she was scared he would catch himself and start up again.

When Harry and Ron and the other Gryffindors had asked her about it the first morning she had just shrugged her shoulders and said " it's not that bad actually."

One thing Hermione definitely did not mind about living with Draco Malfoy was that he had a habit of walking around with his shirt off. She had to admit to herself he wasn't too bad she would notice looking at his shoulder and back muscles and six pack peaking out. Not too bad at all.

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Draco Malfoy sat in the heads common room reading on one of the large couches by the fireplace. Well he wasn't really reading, just thinking.

He did this a lot and the common room was comfortable and usually quiet since Granger was never around. It seemed they had come to a silent agreement to be civil and stay out of each other's way. He had been hanging out with Blaise and Pansy in the Slytherin common room a lot, or having Blaise over here. They were his only real friends.

Hermione came downstairs and sat on the couch beside him. Draco looked up but didn't say anything and continued reading.

Hermione got up and walked over to the strange black box Draco had seen when they first moved in. She kneeled down by a small shelf filled with small rectangular boxes. She picked one out and opened it to remove a small disc inside it. She then pushed a button on a rectangular silver box beneath the black one and out popped a little door. Hermione placed the disc in it then pushed the door back in. She stood up, came back over and plopped down beside Draco.

He watched her in curiosity as she pressed buttons on the remote in her had. He had to admit she was pretty. She was wearing her adidas shorts rolled up and a blue cami tank top, with the top of her chest showing, he didn't fail to notice.

Draco looked back at the box and jumped back in surprise. The box showed moving pictures. Kind of like a wizard photo.

Hermione glanced at him and laughed, "never seen a TV before Malfoy?" Draco was too entranced by the TV to answer her. Five minutes later he exclaimed, "This is so cool!" Hermione just laughed as he handed her a pillow and they sat and watched Scarface together.

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The next morning Hermione woke up to find herself still on the couch, Malfoy asleep beside her snoring lightly. He looks so cut when he's sleeping, she thought.

Embarrassed she got up and headed upstairs to shower and get ready. Before she got to the stairs she noticed a not on the heads bulletin board.

"Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger, we would like to hold a homecoming dance this year the weekend after the first Hogsmeade trip. You two are to decorate the gym and we would like you to share the opening dance. –Professors Dumbledore, and Mcgonagal."

Hermione would have to buy a dress at Hogsmeade. She lathered shampoo in her hair as she thought about the dance. She would have to dance with Malfoy. Harry and Ron would be pissed. It wasn't like she was going to enjoy it though. Malfoy would probably make a great show of how much he hated having to touch her.

But wait, she thought, he had been nice to her last night. And, he hadn't made fun of her since their first day back at Hogwarts. She wondered what had brought about the change in him.

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Draco woke up and stretched his arms over his head. He looked around and realized he was still on the couch. Granger wasn't there. She must have gone upstairs to her room after the movie he figured. He got up and noticed a note on their bulletin board.

After reading it he couldn't believe he had to dance with Granger in front of the whole school! The Slytherins would never stop making fun of him.

He went into his room and noticed the clock beside his bed. "Oh shit!" He said to himself "I'm late!" He pulled on a clean shirt and ran out of the dormitories.

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Hermione walked through the corridors to her second class; Transfiguration. She had been late to her first class but luckily Flitwick had been understanding, as she had never been late to class before.

She smiled as Harry, Ron, and Kelsey caught up with her, "Did you hear about the homecoming dance!" asked Kelsey. Hermione laughed at her excited friend. "Ya me and Malfoy are decorating the Great Hall." She decided not to mention the dance. "Oh" said Harry. " Should be fun" "Ya" Hermione replied not catching, the sarcasm. " Hey Kelsey we should buy our dressed together this weekend!" "Ya definitely!"

Kelsey nodded in excitement then waved goodbye as she headed towards the defense against dark arts classroom.

Hermione sat with Blaise in Transfiguration. They had become friends as he was in the common room with Malfoy a lot.

"So, you got a date for homecoming yet?" He asked raising his eyebrows at her. Hermione pushed him playfully on the shoulder. "Ya like I'd ever go with your Slytherin ass!"

Blaise gave her a look of mock anger, " Hey, I was just playin, actually I wanted to ask you about your friend Kelsey." "She's single right?" He asked hopefully. "Ya" replied Hermione surprised. "Why?"

Blaise looked down pretending to do his work. "I was wondering if you thought she might go with me" Hermione thought " I have no clue, I can find out though," She offered smiling at him.

" Hey, do you know why Malfoy is being so nice to me now?" She scowled at her parakeet that refused to turn into a rock. Blaise watched her failed attempts before answering, "He's not his father Hermione," He said without looking away from the squawking bird.

Hermione thought to herself before whispering back " Are you and Draco death eaters?" Blaise gave her a stern look and Hermione thought she probably shouldn't have asked. "Would you want to spend your whole life kidding the Dark Lord's ass?" Hermione knew the answer.

Blaise looked back to his own parakeet and swished his wand at it. They both watched as it flew out the window.