Love Me. Chapter 4. A Friendly Chat

A/N: Hi guys. Here it is… Chapter 4!! I took a bit longer to update with this one because of it being the Christmas holidays. I can't wait till Xmas!! And my birthday come to that. Anyway. Thanx 4 reading and enjoy…

I OWN NOTHING breaks down and sobs heart out

"This is so not fair" Herminie muttered to herself as she trodded through the empty halls of Hogwarts. She had just spent a hour in Dumbledore's office listening to him ramble on and on about rights and responsibilities of the heads. She didn't listen much. She knew what he was going to say, She had memorised the rights and responsibilities list out of Hogwarts: a history, in first year

"Why me? Why did I have to made head girl with him" she shot a glance at the tall, blond slytherin walking next to her

"And we have to share a dormitory. That is so typical… there better not be one bed"

"Relax Granger. Of course there's going to be more than one bed. And we are Wizards so even if there isn't we can magic one cant we?"

"Have you been listening to me? That was private" her voice was sharp and clearly full of hatred.

"Look Granger" her replied in the same tone "if you don't want anybody to hear your complaining, I suggest you don't mumble quite so loud"

Hermione blushed as they stopped at a large painting of an 18th century Bride.

"Bellezza eterna"

The portrait lifted to reveal a mahogany door with a round gold handle. Draco reached out a swung open the door with great force, before retreating inside. Hermione followed. She walked down a small passageway that after a while opened up to reveal a large room.

The room was huge. There was a fireplace at the end of the room, which seemed to be made out of gold. The carpets were a deep red and the walls were plush cherry and gold striped. Around the fireplace were a large red and golden sofa and two matching chairs. In the back corner of the room stood a grand bookcase. By the bookcase was a red and gold corner piece that surrounded a small mahogany coffee table.

"Wow" Hermione breathed as she took in the splendour of the room.

"Its not bad" Malfoy established "although Slytherin colours would be better"

Hermione watched as he pulled out "Potions through the years" from the bookcase and flopped down into the corner piece.

Hermione then walked over to the bookcase herself and pondered over the books. There were so many, this was like a dream come true.

A wave of realisation came over Hermione as she noticed that some of the books in the shelf could be found in the restricted area. She glanced at the book Draco was reading, judging by the picture on the cover she guessed that it was one of them.

She grabbed a book titled 101 Facts to know before becoming an Animagus by I. Malone and sat down next to Malfoy.

"You don't have to stay here y'know"

Hermione was shocked to hear Malfoy talking to her, it took her a while to realise what he had said

"What do you mean?"

"Just because you have your own dorm doesn't mean you have to stay in here all the time, you are allowed back into your old common room."

"Oh, yeah. I know that. I just don't want to visit Harry or Ron. What about you? Why don't you go back to your common room?

"And be greeted by Pansy 'biggest cow ever' Parkinson and the two biggest idiots in the world… I think not. So, what's happened then?"

"What?"

"What's happened between you and Potty and Weasel? I mean something must have happened for you to rather spent time with me than them"

"Its nothing really… you wouldn't want to know"

"If I didn't want to know. I wouldn't have asked"

Hermione sighed. "Allright. Well Harry left me for some blond bitch and broke my heart. And that's why I don't want to go see him because he'll probably be snogging her anyway."

"Is he why you did" he waved a hand towards her indicating her looks "this?"

"Yeah. It was a kind of attempt to get him back"

"Ah. I see. Making him jealous of what he's missing. Doesn't this usually involve another man?"

"You know, for a bloke, you seem to know quite a lot about this" she smiled at him "is there something you're not telling me?"

Malfoy laughed. His laugh was soft and friendly. His laughing did something to Hermione; it made her insides sort of swell up, it made her feel as if she'd never be sad again. This wasn't the evil laugh she was so used to. This was a kind, friendly, gentle laugh.

"You do come up with the craziest ideas, Hermione" he smirked at her "good luck with the potter thing, see you in the morning," he tossed his book onto the coffee table and proceeded to his bedroom.

As Hermione climbed the stairs to hers she realized.

He'd called her Hermione

As she pulled on her cotton nightdress and climbed into bed, she couldn't help smiling to herself.

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