Author's Note: Hey every one I hope you liked that chapter I wasn't sure if I should have stopped there, but after positive feedback from my beta, I did so what did yall think? Well At any rate here's Chapter 2…
After the newly formed friends were through with rounds, the duo preceded to their compartment. Hermione sat in the window seat before Draco, and he gave her a mock glare. "Gosh Hermione, you could at least saved me the window seat. But no, Miss Granger can't be nice to Draco 'Pureblood' Malfoy, could she?" Hermione shot him a look that clearly said for him to shut up before she shut him up. He laughed and she did, too. After a few minutes of calming time, Hermione and Draco looked out of the window and saw Hogwarts in all its glory. Draco's face suddenly became solemn. "Um… Hermione, whenever we're around others… I think we should 'hate' each other. But when I insult you, don't worry I don't mean it."
Hermione smiled, "Of course Draco, Ron would flip! And then he'd yell and the he'd-" She stopped herself. "Um… never mind." Hermione mumbled.
So, the rumors were true. Weasley hit her. "Hey Hermione," Draco said soothingly, "You know you can tell me anything, right"
Hermione just smiled and said "Ok"
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After seeing the First Years to the boats and to Hagrid, Hermione and Draco went to the Heads Carriage. After talking and laughing together they arrived at the school. A mutual agreement decided that Draco would get out first and roam the school as he usually did and Hermione would meet up with Ron and Harry.
Hermione found Harry and Ron near the end and, hand in hand, Hermione and Ron followed Harry into the school and they sat in they're usual seat at the Gryffindor table. All went silent as Professor Dumbledore stood for his speech.
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Draco exited the carriage; he rounded a corner and found Crabbe and Goyle. He looked back and saw Hermione meet up with Weasley and Potter. How did a low life Blood-Traitor like him get a girl like Hermione? Wait, there he went sounding like that bastard father of his. Ok, lets try this again. How did a dick like Weasley get an angel like Hermione? He'd find out if it was the last thing he did. Weasley grabbed Hermione's hand, what looked like very hard, and he glared daggers at him.
"Hey Malfoy, Why you watching the Granger girl, huh?" Crabbe asked. Malfoy whirled around. Because she's way to good for that freak of a red head!
"Because I'm thinking of the best way to torture her the first night." He said nonchalantly. "Now hurry up you fools, I'm starved." How did these guys even make it out of first year? He inquired to himself.
He followed the Trio into the building and watched them sit at the Gryffindor Table. He walked to "his" seat at the Slytherin Table and watched Hermione. It was simple because she was facing him. He saw how uncomfortable she looked when Weasley tried to land a kiss and how she expertly moved her head so it landed on her cheek.
He smirked; Weasley would have to do a lot better than that if he wanted to kiss his Hermione. Wait a sec, his Hermione? Merlin, he acted as though he was falling for her! Was he falling for her? Before he knew it, it the sorting was over and Professor Dumbly-dork was standing up to talk.
"Welcome students and faculty, to a new school year at Hogwarts. (Applause) This year the Forbidden Forrest will be forbidden to anyone other than the Teachers and Heads. Oh, of course, the Head Boy and Girl are, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger." He stopped and all the students broke out in applause. Though, (between you and me), it was mostly for Hermione. After the rest of the announcements, Draco and Hermione walked over to Professor Dumbledore. And they followed wordlessly as he led them to their new dormitory.
They came to a large portrait of a princess. She had short blond hair that was cut just passed her chin. She was wearing a long pink dress that had an over robe that was a darker shade. She had a silver tiara that rested just above her forehead that had a pale pink jewel set in the center. Her lips wear a pale pink, as was her eye shadow. Hermione noted that both matched the color of her dress.
"Hello, Isabelle", Dumbledore smiled. "How are you this fine evening?" The portrait, Isabelle, smiled and nodded.
"Fine, thank you Dumbledore, and who are these fine young children?"
"The new Heads, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy." He said cheery. He turned to the two. "This is Isabelle. You will give your password to her. Now decide on a password. Good night." Then, just like that, was gone.
They stood for a few seconds and looked at each other. "He sure doesn't like details does he?" Draco said.
Hermione shrugged and turned to Isabelle. "Um… well… how about…snitch?"
Hermione turned to Draco, who nodded. "Snitch it is." She said to Isabelle who nodded and swung open.
They walked through the portrait to find their feet on deep purple carpeting. The room housed two couches to match the carpet, one with silver trim, and the other with gold. There was a roaring fireplace and on the mantle were vases with white roses, over which hung a portrait of a meadow with a castle in the back.
"Where do you think it is?" Draco asked referring to the picture with blowing winds.
"I think its in Ireland, I saw it in a book once. It's beautiful isn't it?" Hermione replied.
"Yeah, it is."
Hermione decided to venture to the two staircases on the other side of the room, one was lined with pictures of snakes (which she figured led to Draco's room) the other with lions. She walked up the stairs and came to a large dark oak door. She reached and opened the gold doorknob and stepped into her new room.
The carpet was such a pale gray that it was almost white and so soft that she felt like she was walking on a cloud. Her bed was a large four- poster with a velvet baby-blue comforter, pillows, and curtains; the top was folded down so that she could see that her sheets were white silk. She glanced away from the bed and saw a light oak desks with shelves on which was placed quills, various colors of ink, and spare parchment. As she glanced further around the room she saw a large light oak wardrobe with her clothes already in it. Then looking over she saw a door and opened it.
Through the door was the bathroom. Everything was white marble, the sinks and shower had silver faucets. There were lots of fuzzy white towels, and two fuzzy robes, the smaller was a pale blue and the larger was white with black trim. She decided that one was Draco's. There was another door at the end of the bathroom, which she figured went to Draco's room. And sure enough, the door opened and in walked the Slytherin King himself.
"Hermione, how have you been?"
"Um… Draco, I was just talking to you not four minutes ago."
"So, I'm not allowed to ask?" He said in a mock-offended voice.
"No, well, yes but wait, quit Draco!"
He laughed, "Hermione your so easy to trick!" He closed his eyes and laughed harder. Hermione was blushing now.
"What ever Draco, look I'm going to bed."
"Wait," Draco said getting over his laughter, "we don't even have classes tomorrow! It's only going to be Saturday!"
"Yeah, but I got up really early this morning and I'm really tired."
"But you slept on the train!"
"Draco, that really wasn't the best sleep I've ever had you know. I'm going to bed. Good night." She turned and left. She closed the door behind her and smiled. Changed into her pajamas and fell asleep.
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"Draco, that really wasn't the best sleep I've ever had you know. I'm going to bed. Good night." She turned and left closing the door behind her. Draco smiled.
"Good night, Hermione" He then proceeded to his own room and changed to his nightclothes, which conceded of a t-shirt and boxers. "Wow." He said to him self. "I'm sharing a common room with Hermione 'Mudblood' Granger. And I don't mind." He sighed. "I really don't mind."
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Hermione opened her eyes and stretched. She had a good sleep and was ready to face the day. She stood up and walked to her wardrobe to find all of her clothes already unpacked. She picked out a pair of black jeans and a black shirt that said, "Drama Queen" in red letters. Then she put on her red Converse, and went to the common room.
The sight that greeted her was an empty couch with a book that was left open. She picked it up marked the page and looked at the cover. An empty space. She hadn't ever heard of that one. She turned to the first page and began to read…
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Draco walked down the stairs to his common room. There he saw Hermione sitting on a couch with a book in her hands. "Good Morning Hermione." He said loudly. Hermione jumped.
"Draco! You scared the crap out of me!" She took a few breaths and took in Draco's appearance. He was clad in black baggy pants with lots of chains hanging off of them, and a black baggy t-shirt that said, "The Weird Sisters" in curly silver script, and black combat boots. He had a spiked collar on and his hair was hanging in his face. It was covering his eyes but the shiny blond hair couldn't hide his striking gray eyes with black eyeliner. She also saw his silver eyebrow pricing, nose stud, and lip ring. He was like a Muggle Goth idol! He couldn't have looked hotter! (A/N: He he, I have a thing for Goth boys) "Wow, Draco, you look awesome!" He smiled.
"Thanks Hermione. You don't look so bad your self." She smiled. He thought she looked good. "Oh, I see you found my book. Do you like it?"
Hermione's face brightened at the talk of her favorite subject, books. The conversation went on and on and the two debated about the heroine's love affair and whether it was right or not. Draco thought that if her husband could beat her and get away with it, then she could have a long lost love. Hermione decided that if that 'long lost love' really cared for her, then he would take her to a far away place so that she could divorce her husband, and live with the other in peace.
The hours came and went, as did breakfast and lunch. They talked until there voices were going horse and they ran out of things to say. Hermione stretched, as did Draco. He unconsciously put his arm around her and her cheeks flamed. "So, Did you like it so far? Hey, what's wrong 'Mione?" He said realizing her fire red cheeks. She looked at his arm and he quickly removed it. "Oh, I'm so sorry Hermione I didn't realize- I'm- I didn't-"
"Draco! It's ok!" She laughed. "Now, what do you say we go down to dinner?"
Draco smiled "Ok…Mudblood" he said with a wink
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Hermione followed Draco out of the portrait and down to the great hall. They walked to the doors and Draco turned to her. "Ok, I'll see you tonight 'Mione." He smiled grabbed her hand and squeezed. He winked and let go of her hand to walk into the great hall. The door shut behind him and Hermione looked down at her hand.
"Wow," she breathed, "Draco." Hermione never had a thing for Goths before, especially not Slytherin Goths. But wow, Draco changed her mind. Wait, no! Stop thinking about him! You have a boyfriend! You can't even think about Draco!
'Why not? Have you ever heard of 'look but don't touch?''
Yes but, you have Ron, don't throw that away!
"Yeah right! What do I have with him?"
"Hermione?" Hermione whirled around to come face-to-face with Ginny. "Are you ok? What are you yelling about?"
"Yelling?" Hermione said her face clearly showing her confusion.
"Never mind. Where were you all day? Ron, Harry and I didn't see you." Ginny inquired.
"Oh, I was talking with Dr- Malfoy." She corrected her self.
"Oh really, did you do anything?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No! Ginny!"
"I'm just asking… but if you do…"
"Ginny, I'm with your brother."
Her face went solemn. "You know how I feel about your relationship with 'Him'"
Hermione nodded. Ginny didn't like Hermione with Ron after… the incident. She shook off the memories and walked with Ginny into the Great Hall for dinner where they saw Harry and… Ron.
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"Ok, I'll see you tonight 'Mione." He smiled grabbed her hand and squeezed. He winked and let go of her hand to walk into the great hall. The door shut behind him and he walked to the Slytherin Table.
"Draco! My main man! What's up?" Draco looked to the seat that was next to his.
"Zambini." He stated. Draco sat down and watched the doors for a few minutes. He saw Hermione walk in with Weasel-et. She sat down and Weasley instantly wrapped his arm around her. In one fast motion he whipped his head around and forced his lips together with hers. He saw Hermione struggle and try to push Ron off of her. Her eyes, which had been shut on reflex, flew open. She gave him one last shove and stood up.
He saw her saying something and him replying. Her face turned red with anger, "Ronald Weasley! Just because you're my boyfriend doesn't mean you can just do that with out my consent! Leave me alone!" The whole hall was quiet while she stormed out of the hall tears streaming down her face. Draco and Ron's eyes connected and he glared at Ron. Lets just say if looks could kill, Ron would be on the seventh level of Hell right now. After everyone started talking again, Draco said his 'good-bye's to his best friend Blaise, grabbed two plates full of food, and was about to leave when Blaise asked something like 'who are the plates for'. Draco didn't have time for this so he made something up about a Hufflepuff, and ran after Hermione.
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Hermione sat in her seat next to Ron. He wrapped his arm around her so fast she couldn't pull away. She turned to tell him to let go, but as she did, his lips crashed with hers. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she tried to push him off of her. This wasn't the gentlest of kisses. Suddenly, she felt his tongue against her lips and his hands grabbing at her upper thigh. Her eyes flew open as she gave an all-mighty shove. She stood up to catch her breath. She could feel the anger burning in her cheeks. "Ron what are you doing?" She glared.
Ron gave her a look that clearly said 'What ever I want' but came out, "Kissing you, my girlfriend."
"Ronald Weasley! Just because you're my boyfriend doesn't mean you can just do that with out my consent! Leave me alone!" She whirled around and ran towards the doors. She could feel all eyes on her, but she didn't care, she just wanted to be alone. She slammed the door behind her and ran down the corridor to her common room. She got about half way there and she collapsed. She just couldn't run anymore. She lay there on the stone floor and cried. She cried as long as she could her only comfort the hard marble floor.
She was still crying when footsteps could be heard ringing down the hallway. "Go away Ron! Are you really so thick that you don't know what 'Leave me alone' means?" She sobbed her cheek against the cold stone floor of the deserted corridor.
"Hermione, I'm not Ron."
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Draco ran down the corridor to his common room. He heard crying, no not crying, sobbing! He rounded the corridor and saw Hermione, his dear Hermione, lying on the ground. She stopped crying long enough to scream at him, "Go away Ron! Are you really so thick that you don't know what 'Leave me alone' means?" That hurt. Not physically, but, even though he wasn't the one those words were meant for; it was her tone of voice that tore at his heart.
"Hermione, I'm not Ron." He said as soothingly as he could. She looked up and he saw her face. Her once beautiful eyes, were now swollen and red. Her cheeks were covered with tears and her nose was red also. "Oh Hermione, look at you," he said sitting down and pulling her into his arms. His chains rattled as they slid back against the wall, "You're a mess."
Hermione sniffed and wiped her eyes. "Draco," she whimpered, "why are you treating me like this?"
Draco smiled at her. Because I love you. Wow, where had that come from? "Because I care."
Hermione sniffed again and spotted the food that Draco had brought. "Draco, you pig." She managed to giggle even in her condition. "Do you really need that much?"
"It's not all for me! I saw you didn't eat anything so I brought this for us to share." Draco laughed. That's Hermione for you, Draco thought, Always trying to lighten the situation. "Hermione, can I ask you something?" He said in a more serious tone.
"You just did, but shoot." Hermione said her tears drying and her smile returning.
"What happened? Back with Weasley, not just today, but were the rumors true? Did he hit you? Like, where? How hard? Did it bruise? Did you fight back? If he did, why?" He finally stopped to see Hermione looking down at the now cold food in front of her.
"Um… well… you have to understand, this is hard for me to talk about. But, yes, he hit me. He slapped me in the face and other places. Hard, but not hard enough to make me fall mind you, but it made me stumble. Yes it bruised a little. No, I couldn't fight back. And… well let me just tell you the story. We were in the Gryffindor Common Room last year, and Harry, Ron, Ginny, and I were staying up late because of Charms homework, when I got a Midnight Owl…"
Flashback
Hermione had just put the finishing touches on her Charms essay, The Dangers of Levitating Living Things. Harry and Ginny were having a snog fest in the corner while Ron was gazing at his girlfriend. Hermione looked up from her paper into her boyfriend's eyes. "Ron, shouldn't you finish your essay. It's due tomorrow." Hermione smiled at her boyfriend.
"Hmm Hermione the great. All she thinks about is homework." He wrapped his arms around her and breathed in her scent. "I love you, Hermione." He mumbled into her hair. He kissed her neck. Hermione giggled and pushed him off her.
"Ron, not now." She smiled and pecked him on the cheek and heard a tapping at the window. "I'll get it." She opened the window and in flew a snowy owl that looked almost like Hedwig. "Oh, it's Victor's owl!" Hermione squealed. "I've been waiting for this letter for over a month.I'm going over durning the Christmas Holidays to study-"
"What! Oh, so what, you're cheating on me with that Durmstrang bastard?" Hermione gasped.
"No!" Hermione said tears welling up in her eyes, "Ron I would never-"
"Bull shit! How long has this been going on?"
"Ron!" Harry yelled, "Stop it she didn't do anything wrong!"
"No! Hermione tell me, how many times did you shag?" Ron screamed.
"Stop it Ron!" Ginny screamed next to tears.
"Ron," Hermione said now whimpering, "I didn't do anything wro-" now see, Hermione would have said 'she didn't do any thing wrong', but, Ron's hand collided with her face. Hermione's hand shot up to her red bruised cheek and tears ran down them. Then he shoved her against the hall her head collided with a hanging portrait and almost fell on her. She choked back a sob and Ron grabbed her collar. But was jerked away from her suddenly by Harry who flung him across the room.
"Hermione," Ron gasped after collecting his bearings, "I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, don't cry." Ron stuttered and Ginny wrapped her arms around her best friend and shot Ron an, 'I'm gunna kill you and then tell Mom' look, and led the crying Hermione up stairs.
End of FlashbackHermione was crying silent tears by the time she was through telling Draco her story. He was rocking her back and forth making soft shushing noises. "Ok Hermione, do you want something to eat?" Hermione shook her head and berried her face in his chest. Soon after, her breathing evened out, and Draco knew she was asleep. He looked into the face of Hermione, and knew, once and for all, he was in love with her.
A/N: Tear sniff sniff tear Wow that was beautiful. Ok reviews people! Review you sillys or I'll cut you up with a butter knife! AND THEN EAT YOU! MUAHAHAHA!