Chapter 9

After the very exciting yet terrifying event of flying around the Quidditch Field with Harry Potter, Hermione returned back to the Head Common Rooms. She was very hesitant at first, but she decided that one more day would be all right for Draco. Wait, she shouldn't be worrying about what Draco Malfoy, King of the Snobby Blonde Pricks of the World, is worrying about, nevertheless, her. She took a luxurious shower, although it was short, it had a calming effect on her. She used her vanilla scented shampoo along with the vanilla scented conditioner. After the shower, she got out, wrapped a towel around her and walked towards the large, marble sinks. She made sure that the doors were locked just by glancing at the doors; she then took off her towel and started to get dressed. She started off with a white blouse, red and yellow lined tie with a Gryffindor lion at the bottom, a plaid red and yellow lined skirt, and finally her long black Hogwarts robes. (A/n: Don't be silly, of course she's wearing her bra and pants.) Hermione soon heard and unmistakable cough yet again, but a cool, angry voice was heard soon.

"Get out of the bathroom! Know matter how much you may look at yourself in the mirror you won't change from your pitiful, ugly, mudblood look! So deal with it and just get out of the fucking bathroom!" Draco yelled while he kept on throwing insults at Hermione.

"WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO SCREW PANSY AGAIN, FERRETT BOY!" Hermione screamed, hoping the Pansy comment would make him feel horrible and mad.

And soon enough, a fierce spell was shouted from the side where Draco's room was located at. Just as the words were out of his mouth, the door slammed open. There was Draco Malfoy, red in the face from yelling and being practically insulted about screwing around with Pansy, and his wand held out in front of him. Hermione rolled her eyes and returned back to dry her hair. Although her hair could be dried quickly with a flick of a wand, she just decided make Malfoy's blood boil even more by just staying longer in the bathroom.

"Mudblood, look at me right now," Draco ordered, he still had his wand out in front of his face.
(A/n: Is he doing what I think he's doing!)

Hermione slowly looked at Draco; she feigned shock that he was in the bathroom.

"Oh my! Malfoy! What in heavens name are you doing in the bathroom!"

"Shut up," the blonde Slytherin harshly replied, then bowed his head slightly towards her.

Hermione couldn't believe what Draco Malfoy was doing. He wanted to duel in the bathroom just because she was spending a little time in there. She leveled her eyes with Draco's, but jumped up slightly when she noticed the fierce anger driven behind his eyes.

"Malfoy, you want to duel over a bathroom!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Are you going to duel with me or what!"

Hermione narrowed her eyes with a scowl on her face. She reached into her robe pocket and grabbed her wand, she raised it to her face then bowed identically just like Malfoy. She stepped back three paces and then raised her wand threateningly.

Draco knew that he wasn't smart in dueling with the smartest witch in the whole school, but he just needed to do something. He didn't care if he hurt her anymore; he left his past feelings for her as a friend behind and went back to full hatred.

"Expelliarmus!" Hermione yelled out.

Draco was quicker then that, he ducked the spell that was thrown at him. He came back with a stunning spell which hit Hermione square on her chest, throwing her back against the sharp pointed edge of the marble sink. Hermione could tell that this was going to be a painless duel from the way it was going. Hermione, still on the ground pointed her wand at Draco and yelled out the Impedimenta Curse. This caught Draco by surprise, but fell back slowly, and then Hermione took this advantage to use another spell on him.

"Petrificus Totalus!"

The Slytherin's body jerked and hit the ground with a loud thump, he was petrified. Hermione finally slowly got up from the ground, gripping the sink tightly. She had a harsh intake of breath; something was poking her side rather harshly.

"Damnit, Malfoy. I'm going to kill you as soon as I get this checked up."

Hermione opened the door to her room which was located in the right hand side of the bathroom. She took a glance back at Draco, who was still frozen and was lying on the beige tiled floor. The Gryffindor soon closed the door, and looked around to search for her schoolbag, when she spotted it finally. Hermione picked it up, and placed it on her unharmed side. She even thought of saying the counter course to un-freeze Malfoy, but she decided it might be a bad idea, especially since he was the one who nearly wanted to her dead. Hermione decided that she was just going to tell Madam Pomfrey while she was up there that Draco was in their bathroom stunned. She knew this would be a bad idea, especially since Madam Pomfrey would be a little but curious why Draco Malfoy was in a frozen state while Hermione had a bad bruise or whatever she had on her back. Although she didn't want the whole school to know that their two Heads were in a duel together in the bathroom, she knew that if she went up there all alone, she'd end up being in a more horrible state then she was in right now. And then she realized that maybe Ron or Harry could help her with the problem, but she surely couldn't fix her hip or whatever she has by herself. The Gryffindor stopped where she was and started to run towards the opposite direction that led to the Gryffindor Common Room.

Once Hermione arrived, she felt a rush of memories cross through her mind. She remembered when Ron, Harry, and she sneaked out of the Common Rooms so many times during the late hours at night. She smiled faintly, but then realized that she had something to do, and she needed Ron's and Harry's friend. The brunette Gryffindor said the password out loud and was permitted to enter. The fat lady's portrait slowly swung open, creaking along the way. When she stepped in, she was greeted by some of the few students who were trying to finish their last night's homework.

"Hullo Hermione!" Seamus Finnigan yelled out while finally looking up from his parchment, quill in hand.

Hermione smiled and then asked, "Do you know where Harry and Ron are at?"

Seamus faked a thoughtful expression while tapping one of his fingers to his lips. Hermione placed her hands on her hips while tapping her foot impatiently.

"Okay, okay, Hermione," Seamus said while giving up too easily. "They just got back from taking a shower; both of them should be in the boys' dormitories."

Hermione murmured a thanks and ran as fast as she could, which wasn't all that fast, to the boy's dormitories to go and meet her friends. Once she arrived, she sighed, from finally getting up the stairs, and then glanced around the room. It was slightly messy, clothes weren't exactly everywhere on the floor, but it still wasn't the girls' dormitories, which was clean.

"Hermione! What are you doing here?" Harry asked while walking in from another door from the other side of the room with a towel in hand. Ron came out with him, both of them wearing their school uniforms with slightly wet hair.

"Harry, Malfoy and I had a duel in our bathroom and I know, it sounds bloody retarded, but him being a self-centered bastard that he is, challenged me with a bloody duel. And now he's just lying on the fucking bathroom floor, petrified because I hexed him and now I don't have a bloody clue what to do. I also have this awful pain in the back because of that bloody ferret after the stunning charm that he did!" Hermione yelled with run-on sentences.

Harry bounded towards Hermione then grabbed her by the shoulders lightly while glancing at her back for any major injuries. He did notice the large bloody stain on the back, and immediately hugged the brunette tightly.

"Ow! Harry, you're hurting me," Hermione responded.

"Sorry, but your in such a bad shape right now. I-.. I don't know what to say," Harry whispered in Hermione's ear.

Ron looked like he was about to gag, he was also making funny faces that only Harry could see. He made a brilliant impression of a monkey, and Harry couldn't help but smile.

"I know I may come off as only wanting you do something for me, especially since this morning, but I don't know what to do, Harry. If I just left him there my conscience would eat me alive, but if I said the counter-curse, I doubt I'd be alive right now," Hermione responded, trying to explain what she was going through.

"Hermione, I wouldn't dream of thinking of you only wanting me to do things for you," Harry responded while smiling faintly, then added quickly, "You're going to the Hospital Wing immediately, and Ron and I can go to your Head Common Room to go handle Malfoy,"

"Harry, I'm fine, I'm sure it's just a little scratch, and I want to help you and Ron," Hermione tried persuading Harry.

"No, Mia, I can't let you do that. I'm sorry..." Harry said not giving into Hermione's pleas, and then leaned in to give Hermione a quick kiss on the lips then dashed away with Ron at his side.

Hermione let out an exasperated sigh then limped towards the Hospital Wing.

While Hermione left Draco on the floor of the bathroom, he was only allowed to think.

Did I just attack her? Wait... didn't I want her to be hurt so I can feel better about it? What is the real purpose of hurting Granger?

'I think that's your way of cutting your wrists.'

Not you again.

'What really is the matter with you, seriously? I'm your conscience, I'm here twenty-four/seven whether you like it or not, so deal with it.'

It's not really that, but you're just so damn annoying.

'At least I didn't lose a duel to a Mudblood.'

Well, like you said, you're my conscience and whatever I do; you're probably instructing me to do it. So... technically, yes, you DID lose a duel against Granger.

'You can't see it, but I'm rolling my eyes at you!'

You're crazy.

'Like you said, my actions are partially you're actions, so technically, yes, I think you are crazy too.'

You seriously are unbelievable.

Draco kept talking to his so-called conscience, when he heard the loud resounding creak from downstairs. He thought it was Hermione, coming back from possibly the Hospital Wing, to come and un-freeze him. But when he heard his friends, Blaise and Pansy, call out his name, he grew surprised.

I thought Granger was coming to help me.

'Um... after that little duel that you had with her, I doubt that she'll be in a thirty foot radius of you.'

Great, that's just positively smashing.

'Well, didn't you "leave" Granger in your past, and that you didn't want anything to do with her.'

That's true.

Draco couldn't think of it anymore since Blaise and Pansy arrived in the bathroom.

"What happened," Blaise asked the blonde headed boy with a hint of laughter in his voice.

Pansy gaped at the brown haired boy and hit him upside the head, "Do you think he's capable of answering you when he's frozen? You're such a twit."

"Heh... I knew that."

"And you call yourself a wizard," Pansy murmured under her breath then said the counter-curse for Draco.

The blonde headed Slytherin immediately got up and brushed invisible dust from his cloak and looked at his friends in the eyes.

"You know, I think I scared her real good," Draco smirked.

"That's the old Draco we all know and love," Blaise commented.

Even though Draco was petrified for awhile by a Mudblood, he couldn't help but be in a good mood. The three of them walked out of the bathroom and headed downstairs, while going down, Blaise and Pansy commented on how the Head Common Rooms were lavishly furnished and that it was much warmer than the Slytherin's Common Rooms. Once they were all out of the sun and moon portrait, they walked towards the Great Hall for breakfast.

Meanwhile, the two boys who were running as fast as they could towards the Head Common Rooms stopped in front of the portrait that would lead them in there.

"Damn, what was the password again?" Ron muttered.

The painting of the sun frowned at them, knowing that they shouldn't be here unless it was something important. While the other side of the painting, which had the moon, smiled

"You won't get in here without a password, boys," the sun replied shining violently.

"Oh hush. Now, boys, what do you want?" the moon kindly asked while shutting the sun up.

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance of confusion, but then got to the point to ask the painting if a blonde male came out of the room recently.

"Why would you want to know," the sun butted in once again.

"Will you hush up for one bloody minute!" the moon scolded.

The sun frowned, but nevertheless, he didn't say anything the rest of the time Harry and Ron were talking to the moon.

The moon thought for a moment and then responded, "Well, yes, we did see a blonde male coming out of the room, but he was accompanied by a male and a female, both of their hair a shade of brown."

"Great, Pansy and Blaise got to them before us," Harry told Ron.

"Thank you," Ron told the painting then grabbed Harry by the arm and led him to the Great Hall. Harry had planned on going up to the infirmary, but Ron convinced Harry that Hermione could take care of herself, and that she didn't need the both of them breathing down her neck.

At the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey ushered the Gryffindor in immediately.

"Miss Granger! Out of all the people, you were dueling? And may I ask whom?"

"Malfoy," Hermione murmured.

The nurse didn't catch what she was saying so she asked the brunette to speak up.

"It was Malfoy, we were dueling for know reason too. He just came in without permission and challenged me to a duel with him," Hermione tried to explain while shortening the whole event.

"Miss Granger, I know you have enough sense to turn down the boy, but you just agreed," the nurse scolded the girl while looking over her body for damages.

Once Madam Pomfrey found that her back had a long bloody gash, she set to work immediately. It wasn't a piece of cake healing the gash, who knew colliding into a marble sink, even with clothes, would cause such damage. As soon as Hermione was fully healed, she received a short lecture from the nurse to not get into any more duels, especially with Draco. Hermione agreed quickly, she definitely wasn't going to be anywhere near Malfoy.

Hermione walked out of the infirmary just a little sore on her back. When she arrived at the Great Hall, she was met up by Harry and Ron asking about how she was doing.

"I'm fine, it was just a scratch," Hermione told her best friends, trying to wave off the subject.

Harry gave her a stern look, but Ron decided to drop it and finished what he was doing, which was obviously stuffing his face full of food. Hermione couldn't help but watch and laugh at Ron.

"Wware oo waffling ahh eee?" Ron asked in a completely different language because of him talking with his mouth full.

"Ronald, I don't know what in Merlin's beard you're talking about, so swallow and tell me," Hermione ordered Ron in a motherly fashion while laughing slightly.

"I said, are you laughing at me," Ron responded after fully chewing his food, but soon started on muffins.

"Ron, are you always that hungry?" Harry asked even though he already knew the answer.

"Why of course, Harry my boy. That's why I'm still here in Hogwarts!" Ron yelled out happily.

Both Hermione and Harry laughed at this and started to talk about what they were going to do this weekend at Hogsmeade.

While on the other side of the Hall at the Slytherin's table, Draco, Blaise, and Pansy were discussing about Hermione.

"You know, you really should just move out and come back down to our place," Pansy told the blonde.

"And leave her to the huge room to her Mudblood self? I don't think so, no matter how much I'd love to," Draco replied, and then added, "Why couldn't we have Head Rooms in our own Houses?"

"That crackpot old fool called Dumbledore believes in 'Uniting Houses'," Blaise replied while faking an impression of their Headmaster.

He transfigured his goblet into a pair of half moon spectacles that resembled Dumbledore's placed them on his face, mumbling nonsense, waving his arms around like a crazy chicken, and crossing his eyes. The whole Slytherin table erupted in laughter once they caught a sight of Blaise. Professor Snape threw Blaise a glare and mouthed to control himself then finished his discussion with Professor McGonagall. After their little fun, the boys started to talk about the upcoming Quidditch matches while Pansy rolled her eyes and talked to the other girls that surrounded them about how guys would die if Quidditch didn't exist.

Hermione looked up from her conversation to find Draco Malfoy looking coldly at her. She didn't drop eye contact even while she was talking to her friends.

"Hermione, what are you looking at?" Ginny Weasely asked the brunette girl.

"It's nothing important," Hermione responded while still glaring back at the blonde.

This happened when Harry, Ron, Seamus, and Neville were talking. One particular subject came to them; it was Hermione and Harry finally becoming a couple.

"Finally, Harry. It's been what, two years that we've all been waiting for you two to be together," Seamus said with his thick Irish accent.

Harry just smiled shyly; he was still shocked that Hermione would return his feelings, and just saying that they were a couple out loud made him feel embarrassingly happy. Ron then looked at Ginny then Neville who were sitting rather close to each other but talking separately to their friends. The red head narrowed his eyes dangerously then asked Neville, "Are you and my sister together?"

Neville, who was busy congratulating Harry, didn't hear what Ron had just said.

"What? Sorry, didn't hear you, I was talking to Harry," Neville told the red head.

"Are you going out with my sister," Ron asked his eyes still narrowed.

Neville gulped while tapping his girlfriend on her shoulder, Ginny turned around to face her brother who was looking rather dangerously at her boyfriend.

"Gin, are you really going out with him?" Ron asked just to clear the whole thing up once more.

"Yes, and is there a problem with that?" Ginny replied.

Harry, Seamus, and Hermione glanced towards to the three, wanting to know what Ron would do next.

"Well then," Ron started, but raised his hand up over his head.

Neville cringed, thinking that Ron was about to hit him or do something worse. The red head slapped the boy next to him on the back and finished what he said, "Congratulations mate."

The people who were watching this all happened started to laugh, while Neville sighed deeply then turned to Ginny to give her a peck on the cheek.

"Now, now, just because you're going out with my sister, doesn't mean you have to get all mushy gushy on her in front of me," Ron said while sliding away from Neville a bit. The red head still was recovering from the relationship with Lavender he had with her last year. Hermione just shook her head side to side still thinking that Ron would never mature.

Although Hermione broke eye contact for awhile, Draco still kept looking at her. The way she laughed, the way she rolled her eyes when something Ron said was utterly stupid, to way she bit her bottom lip when she was trying hard not to laugh.

"Hullloooooo, is anybody in there?" Blaise asked his friend while waving one of his hands in front of Draco's face.

Draco snapped back into reality, and then looked at Blaise who was looking at him strangely.

"Why are you looking at her?"

"What are you bloody talking about," Draco replied but knowing exactly that Blaise had caught him looking at the brunette Gryffindor.

Blaise's voice turned down into a whisper, "I know this may sound crazy and all, but, do you like her?"

Draco who was currently drinking pumpkin juice, nearly choked when Blaise told him this. The blonde set down his goblet quickly and coughed hard, once he stopped, he gasped then asked his friend, "Are you trying to kill me? Of course not!"

"That's not what it seems like to me," Blaise muttered under his breath, but just loud enough for Draco to hear.

The Gryffindors were to have Transfiguration with the Slytherins today, and unfortunately, they had Potions together also. While Hermione, Ron, and Harry were walking towards the Charms Room, Ron was complaining like he did every year, why they had to have classes with the Slytherins.

"Why can't we have Hufflepuffs or Ravenclaws when we have doubles! Is Dumbledore out to get me or something?" Ron asked hysterically.

"I think we lost him," Harry muttered to Hermione.

"We lost him since second year after he found out for the first time that we were having classes with Slytherins, Harry," Hermione corrected her boyfriend.

"Just because I'm whining over here doesn't mean I'm deaf!" Ron told the two.

Harry and Hermione jumped up slightly, but then laughed it off.

"Ron, nothing gets by you, does it," Hermione asked while laughing.

"Nope!" Ron replied while puffing out his chest.

Harry reached over to hold Hermione's hand; he slightly brushed her hand with his fingertips. Hermione looked up at Harry then smiled while intertwining her fingers into his. Draco, who was only a few steps behind, whispered something to Pansy and Blaise. He then walked a little quicker towards the "Golden Trio" and hit Hermione aggressively on her shoulder making her hand immediately reach over to touch the place where he hit her, and that hand had to be the one Hermione was holding Harry's. Just after hitting her, he sharply turned into the class room that they were supposed to go into. While they were walking into the Charms Room, Harry just thought that it was rivalry between the Gryffindors and the Slytherins. But Hermione saw past it and realized that Draco didn't want Hermione to hold hands with him, and didn't want Hermione to be together with him.

"You okay?" Harry asked in a kind tone.

"Yeah, I'm fine, but I'm not so sure that he is," Hermione referred to the particular blonde who was sitting in one of the many tables that were scattered around in the classroom. The both of them walked in with Ron at their side, Harry found courage once more and held hands with Hermione. Draco obviously noticed, he grimaced, his plan didn't exactly work the way he wanted it too.

DRACO'S PLAN FORMED IN HIS MIND

Draco pushed Hermione roughly by the shoulder rather aggressively. Hermione dropped her hand that was currently held by Harry and immediately rubbed the place where she was hurt. The raven-haired boy would be acting stupid and wouldn't realize that the Slytherin didn't want the two of them together. While Hermione, who figured out that Draco was intentionally trying to harm her new relationship that she was currently in with Harry. The brunette girl immediately ran away from her boyfriend to talk some sense into Draco. Immediately when she walked in, she was pushed up against the stone walls of the classroom and was face to face with Malfoy.

"What is your fucking problem?" Hermione yelled to the blonde boy.

Draco smirked than replied, "You cold say it's my favorite past-time to make your blood boil."

Hermione's lip were formed into a thin line, "And I thought you could sink-"

The Gryffindor girl was interrupted by a pair of lips crashing into hers. Her eyes fluttered open, finding the blonde Slytherin in front of her. Hermione accidentally emitted a low moan into his mouth, he responded by smiling while kissing her. Harry walked into the room confused because his girlfriend walked off without him but, he didn't expect her to be snogging with his rival, Draco Malfoy.

"HERMIONE!" the green-eyed boy yelled.

The two stopped their passionate snog...

(A/N: JUST SO YOU KNOW... I'M SCREWING WITH YOU GIRLS AND GUYS. Draco definately didn't think this way. I became bored, so I just made that up. My former plan was to put that up where the whole pushing thing really started, and then tell you that I was just screwing around. Well... sorry about that, I'm being a little immature. haha. Anyways, happy readings.. oh and remember.. this isn't the original plan that Draco was thinking of. It's coming up right now.)

All Draco wanted Hermione to do was just get upset and figure out that he didn't want Hermione to be with Harry. Although he did say before, between Blake and Harry, Harry would be the better one, didn't exactly mean that she was supposed to literally go out with him. The blonde Slytherin glared at the couple who were sitting in the middle table of the classroom with Weasel.

What does she see in both of them, anyway? Draco thought quietly in his head while noticing that underneath the table, Harry and Hermione were still holding hands. The blonde grimaced in disgust, but then caught himself.

Wait, why should I care that the two are holding hands together, it's not like I'm in love with her or anything.

Draco kept thinking to himself, but was soon disrupted when Professor Flitwick tapped his wand on his desk three times to grab the attention to his students.

"Now, today, you will be working in pairs to charm your partners to look different physically. The incantation is rather simple, glamphora imagera, but the wrist movement is a bit difficult. It will depend on what you plan on changing, if you were to change the color of your hair or the length, you would have to point towards your hair. Mr. Finnigan, you're going to poke someone's eye out, just wait until I'm done explaining," the tiny professor started to explain to his students. Although the Professor made it seem as if it was utterly impossible to understand in what they were about to do, it was really easy. You just had to twirl your wrist twice in front of the place where you wanted something to be changed while thinking what you wanted it to look like in your mind.

"Could we change our partner's clothing, by any chance," Dean asked mischievously.

"Why, yes, you can," Professor Flitwick answered, unaware of what Dean was thinking. (A/n: pshh yeah right.)

He continued telling his students the proper way to flick their wrists while saying the incantation, and while this was happening, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were having a bit of trouble with the pairing issue.

"Hermione, you wouldn't mind if I worked with Harry, would you?" Ron whispered towards the brown haired girl.

Hermione glanced at Harry, who gave her the same look that she had on right now, confusion.

"Well, I thought that I would work with Harry," Hermione answered in a hushed tone while glancing towards Professor Flitwick just in case he was aware of them speaking to each other. She couldn't stand getting caught, so she grabbed out an extra piece of parchment, this caught a few students who weren't listening to look at the Gryffindor, but once she started to scribble away madly with her quill, they presumed that she was taking notes as usual.

A/n: Hermione's notes will end in Hr and Harry is H and Ron is R. Simple enough? Oh, just so you know, they all have a piece of parchment on their desks but the type of quill that they are using is magical and allows whatever they write onto the other person's paper, or whoever they want it to appear on.)

'Ron, please?' Hr

'But Hermione, can't I work with my best mate, Harry here, just for today?' R

'I feel special.' H

'Was that a sarcastic remark or what, because you can't exactly be sarcastic on paper.' R

'Oh shush the both of you.' Hr

'Don't shush me!' R

'Sorry mate, but she already did.' H

'So that's how it is, is it? Taking sides with your girlfriend instead of your friend? I see how it is Harry.' R

'You may not know right now, but I'm rolling my eyes at you.' H

'You two are so immature!' Hr

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, followed by a wide smile. Ron gave a nod and the both of them started to write something on their parchment.

'But you still love us, Mia.' H & R

'You-.. Did you just plan to write it at the same time, just a few seconds ago!' Hr

'I'm aghast Hermione, can Harry and I not share the same thoughts as one another!' R

'Fine Ron, but what are we going to do about the whole pairing issue?' Hr

'Harry's with me and you can be with...' R

'Well, I guess Ron does have a point. I promise that we'll spend more time together later though.' H

'... Fine, but it better be something worthwhile.' Hr

'Oh gross! I don't need to know your little rendezvous with Harry. But anyways, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, MIA!' R

Hermione glanced up from her parchment and sighed, she didn't really have anyone to work with now. She just hoped that Professor Flitwick would just assign partners so that it would be a lot easier for her and probably man other students, other students like Neville or even Malfoy. The Slytherin was in the same position as she was, he has two friends and she has two friends. Most likely their two friends would want to work together, leaving them out. Almost at the same time, the both of them sighed, thinking of their awful outcome with the whole pairing issue.

"All right then, let's see..." Professor Flitwick looked around the room.

"Zambini and Potter. Parkinson and Weasely. Bulstrode and Longbottom. Malfoy and Granger. Thom-"

The Charms professor was interrupted by a very outraged Slytherin.

"Are you kidding me? I have to work with her! It's like I'm bloody cursed or something, she's always around with me everywhere!"

"Mr. Malfoy, will you please sit back down," Professor Flitwick told his student before finishing the pairings.

Draco slumped down on his chair with a pout on his face, while Hermione looked as if she had just swallowed something very disgusting. The both of them glanced at each other, just to see how the other person was dealing, but it was pretty obvious that the both of them weren't taking it so well. Especially with what happened in the morning, they had to work together and act as if nothing happened, or they could just use misuse the charm and force each other to look stupid.

"Now, if you would, please go to your assigned partners and begin," the professor told his students.

The sound of chairs being pushed back were heard around the whole room, the charms professor then made all the tables to be pushed against the walls with chairs stacked on top of them. There were pairs of students scattered around everywhere in the classroom, but one particular pair, were found in a corner glaring at each other. Hermione quickly grabbed out her wand and pointed it towards Draco's hair; she thought for a second, she suddenly had an evil idea pop up in her mind.

"Glamphora imagera!" Hermione muttered while twirling her wrist twice at Draco's hair.

Draco, at the time was looking at his friend Blaise trying to manage with Potter. It was when he noticed that his hair turned a dark brown and started to grow over his eyes, it was more of a shaggy haired look, but on Draco, it wasn't quite fetching. Draco stiffly turned his head towards the Gryffindor who was grinning like a mad-man. Draco raised his wand, and at that point, Hermione's eyes grew wide as dinner plates.

"Glamphora imagera!" Draco whispered harshly, doing the same wrist movement as the girl did before, and it was towards her hair this time.

Hermione's hair, which was slightly waved instead of a bush of curls, started to become straighter, but the most shocking thing about it was that her hair was turning blonde. And so it began, they were charming each other to look like one other to their opposite genders. Even the other students, who were busy playing around, stopped what they were doing to watch what the Slytherin and the Gryffindor were doing. In the end, Draco ended up having brown shaggy hair; warm brown eyes to replace for his silver ones, his skin tone become noticeably tanner than his usual paleness. His face filled out, instead of his narrow face with high cheekbones, but for the final touches, his clothes were from Muggle stores. Hermione ended up with long, straight, blonde hair that shorten into near shoulder length hair, had silvery grayish eyes, her freckles were gone, and while Draco's face filled out, her's became narrow and she had high cheekbones. Just as Draco had worn today, she was decked out in designer wear. The Slytherin grimaced when he looked down at what he was wearing, but jumped up when he looked in a nearby mirror. He started to touch his face, hopeful that maybe the reflection was deceiving him, too bad that it wasn't. It was when the guys started whistling towards Hermione, the Slytherin purposefully gave the Gryffindor a short skirt so she would feel uncomfortable, and it worked. Although the guys in the classroom didn't really mind, Hermione started to blush brightly; you could say she had a more model look in her now.

Draco shot a glare at Hermione, but soon smirked when he saw that Hermione wasn't really having fun. He soon realized that his usual trademark smirk turned into a smile, with his facial formation that he had right now, it wasn't possible for him to smirk. Nearly all of the girls noticed this and started to swoon over him more than usual, Draco took this advantage, and smiled wider. He glanced at one Gryffindor girl and winked slightly, and the girl started to blush madly while her friends were asking her what was the matter when they clearly knew that Draco winked at her.

(A/n: Sorry, but I just wanted to clear this up, because you know you possibly can't imagine Draco as a brunette or Hermione as a blonde. Draco is sort of looking like Jared Padelecki, while Hermione looks like ... Sarah Michelle Gellar? But they don't exactly identical, oh well, just know that they look almost like them. Hehe... I would've made Draco look like Orlando Bloom, but that didn't exactly suit him.)

The Gryffindor girl walked towards the now brunette Slytherin while receiving catcalls, "Malfoy, turn me back, RIGHT NOW!"

Draco gave her a questioning look, "And why would I do that?"

"Because I'm feeling uncomfortable and ... wait, I could just use my wand," Hermione started to ask Malfoy, but told herself out loud that she could just reverse the spell.

"You obviously enjoy how you look like, but I don't," Hermione muttered while trying to change her appearance to the way she was.

"Oh no you don't," Draco said while walking up to Hermione, trying to grab her wand from her.

"Oh, I think so."

Harry watched his girlfriend and another guy rather close to each other, uncomfortably. Blaise noticed this, and took immediate action to tell him about Draco and his 'feelings' towards Hermione.

"Hey, Potter," Blaise started out to grab the attention of the green-eyed boy.

Harry didn't answer, but Blaise went on anyway.

"You know, I have a feeling Drake has something for Granger. You should see how he looks at her, but the funny thing is that he tries to hurt her mentally and now in the morning, physically. Wonder why, I guess he's just trying to release his anger because of what happened between you and Granger. He wasn't a happy person right after he found out that you two were a couple," Blaise kept making Harry incredibly angry.

"Granger, come on, you've got to admit that you like that guys are noticing you a lot more."

"I bloody look like a female version of you!"

"My point precisely, but I've got to admit, I like this look on me," Draco smiled.

Hermione rolled her silver eyes at the brown haired boy, and then sighed, "Just turn me back to the way I looked like."

"Giving up so easily, Granger?"

"Malfoy, what is wrong with you? At first you're angry with me, but now you're being... different. Are you bipolar by any chance!" Hermione suddenly yelled out, not many students heard it, but Draco definately did.

The Slytherin froze, he was acting a little too friendly to her, and she noticed, this wasn't good at all.

"Well? Explain yourself!" Hermione ordered the Slytherin.

"You want me to explain myself?" Draco asked, while walking closer to Hermione.

Hermione gulped while backing up into the cold wall, Draco was getting awfully close to her.

"Wha-what are you doing!" Hermione stuttered while she finally reached the stone wall.

"What do you think I'm doing, I'm trying to explain myself," Draco told her.

"Yeah, but why this close."

"Is it hard for you to be this close to me?" Draco asked.

Hermione was nearly screaming, "Yes, of course it's bothering me that you're this close to me! I have a boyfriend, Malfoy, a B-O-Y-F-R-I-E-N-D! And he's watching what we're doing right now, so if yo-"

She was interrupted by Draco's lips crashing into hers, Hermione first fought against him, but when Draco slipped his arms around her waist firmly, she stopped what she was doing. Her thoughts of worrying that Harry was watching, getting caught by the professor who was busy in his office, and knowing that all the students in the classroom stopped what they were doing to watch them vanished. The only thought that stayed throughout in her mind was, 'His lips are so soft...', While the rest of the class were silent, Professor Flitwick came out of his office to see why everyone was quiet, but stopped to look at what the two Head's were doing. Even Blake Richmond was shocked, but soon waved it away, he reckoned that Draco and Hermione were together in secret and they were just showing everyone that they were together now. Hermione was pulled away from the kiss she shared with Draco a moment ago, by someone. Unfortunately, that someone was her glowering boyfriend, Harry.

A/n: If there are any mistakes in there, sorry, my mouse went crazy, more likemy computer became crazy and I think it missed some errors on Word. Uh oh... :( But otherwise, how was this chapter? I think this one was better than #8... waaaaayyy better.

REVIWERS:

rowlinghermione - Yeah, well, in this chapter, you could say that she wanted him to explain to her face why he was acting like this. But good news! I'm definately out of writers block. :) That's really good, ideas are sort of floating around everywhere.
rizahawkeye21 - don't worry, I was like.. damn this chapter sucks...
call me brit - why thank you, I'm glad you love my story. I've never thought of Ron and Hermione being together, so I just like Hermione and Draco, yup it's risky, but they love each other in the end :) Oh, and the other Draco ship I hate is gay ones with harry.. bleh.. and with Ginny. I swear.. I hate the Weasely's except for Fred, George, Bill, Charlie, Molly, and Arthur. The others... I HATE!
kakashisninjadogs - intresting review.. :) Yeah, Harry is mad at Hermione now, which all goes with the plan for Draco.. mwah hahahahahahah. Don't worry, Hermione will eventually go with Draco, and Blake, well... he'll be more prissy later in next chapter so just hang on! Harry, yeah he's like her brother, but it wouldn't really be interesting if there wasn't rivalry. Um.. you mean pervertive as perversive? You want Blake to be a pervert? Sure, why not, that'll be interesting. Well, he isn't really getting in the way now.. I'm not so sure if I want him as an important character now.
fell for the stupid love so... - thank you :)
dracoshott - oh that's pretty cool, the first eigth grader that I've ever met on fanfiction. Yeahh... I met someone new that's in the same grade as me! Sure, I'll check out your fic sometime. Thanks for your review:)

Thanks for the reveiws!

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