Chapter two, I hope you enjoy :D


Chapter two.

While Draco came up with ways to ask out the blonde Ravenclaw girl Hermione was freaking. ' Does he actually like me? Is he playing me for a fool, what if I've got this all wrong, look at Pansy all over him, god I was such an idiot, wait she looks upset… jealous even? I don't know, she's looking at the Ravenclaw table… of course he wouldn't say it was me, that would be idiotic…' And on and on these little half thoughts went flying through her head a minute at a time. Her eyes blurred as the thoughts whirred Harry and Ron looked at each other nodded and Ron prodded Hermione in the arm.

"'Mione? You all right?"

"Huh? What? Yes, yes Ronald I'm perfectly fine. Just thinking about… potions, yes potions, our next class. " The boys, as thick as they are, figured something must be wrong but they let it go hoping Hermione would come to them if the problem ensued.
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Later in Potions Hermione's mind was still racing, and being in the near vicinity of the gorgeous Draco Malfoy was NOT helping. ' did he just look at me? no he couldn't have… why would he do that? There it is again! he totally did look at me… he's turning… he winked…. Oh my fucking God Draco sodding Malfoy just winked at me. No, no, Hermione Jane Granger get a hold of yourself girl! You are acting insane. Malfoy did not wink at you, he must have had something in his eye… or maybe you are just totally imagining everything. He sneered just like always. Just like always. He hates me, and I hate him. no you don't yes I do. I really, really do. Suit yourself girlie, you are infatuated with the boy and you know it. no, no, no, no, no'

"No!"

"What?" Harry said removing the substance he was about to put into the potion.

"Oh, sorry, no that's right, my mistake." She smiled meekly Harry raised an eye brow and added the ingredient. The potion immediately turned the colour it was supposed to be and he let out a sigh. Hermione found her eyes drifting back to the familiar golden haired boy, the boy until recently she hated with a fiery passion. She sighed again, letting her mind drift off, thinking about the last few days. How could she like a guy like Draco. She shook her head, it was nonsense.

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Draco smiled, a small smile but he definitely smiled. He saw the confusion in Grangers eyes and he loved it. He loved looking at her. He was used to seeing her so sure of herself, this tiniest bit of confusion made her so hot! No! turn you're attention to Emma-Leigh. This being advanced N.E.W.T Potions many houses were together. Emma-Leigh was one of the Ravenclaw members of the class, she sat at the front of the class with her bookish friends. She on the other hand looked far from bookish. Golden blonde waist length hair, cerulean eyes, tall but not taller then Draco slender but curvy figure, yes she would do as a way to get rid of Pansy… but would he lose Hermione in the process?

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Emma-Leigh laughed with her Ravenclaw friends as they stood around the courtyard. She was an odd one, her and her friends, really loud for Ravenclaws. Didn't spend all her time reading, even though she really enjoyed it. She made sure she had time for her friends, and living, and laughing a little, even with her steady O grades.

"Dude, Is Draco Malfoy trying to get your attention?" Catie asked. Emma-Leigh looked over at him and he stared back.

"No, I doubt its my attention he wants." She replied turning back with a flick of the hair. Draco's shoulders slumped but only for a second as he started to make his way across the courtyard.

"No fucking way, He is coming over here." She whispered Emma-Leigh's eyes widened.

"What!" the girls very subtlety fixed their hair as the self proclaimed 'Slytherin Sex God' sauntered up to their humble little group.

" 'Ello, 'Ello." He said nodding to each of the girls in the group, each mumbling a meek hello or hi.

"Emma-Leigh can I have a word?" Emma-Leigh managed to master the look of cool and collected when inside all she wanted to say was WTF!

"Sure," she said nonchalantly, as they walked away from her little group she turned to look at Catie 'Oh my god' She mouthed.

"Erm.. what is this about Malfoy?" Emma-Leigh asked.

"Please call me Draco." He drawled. Emma-Leigh could practically feel her knees going weak, and Draco knew it.

"Listen, there's a Hogsmeade weekend coming up, do you want to go with me?" Draco was never one to beat around the bush. Emma-Leigh raised her eye brows.

"All right…" she said hesitantly.

"Excellent, I will meet you in the Entrance hall at 10."

"Okay." She replied. He gave her a pure smile that not many people got to see and she did melt, into a giant puddle. Luckily the giant puddle was only in her mind as he walked away all she could do was stare at the back of his blond head. Her friends came rushing up to her.

"What was that all about?" Lyndsay asked.

"Emmz you all right?" Catie violently waved her hand in front of her face.

"Wah?"

"What was that all about?" Catie repeated.

"Oh. Draco sodding Malfoy just asked me to go to Hogsmeade with him." The girls shrieked around her. She just zoned out. 'Hmmm, interesting…'

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Emma-Leigh wasn't one to fret over silly little things like dates, of course none of the silly little dates she'd been on were with Draco Malfoy. She finally settled on her favourite pair of jeans a black tank top and black zip up hoodie because it was a bit chilly outside. Her golden blonde hair was brushed to perfection and the hint of makeup she had on made her look beautiful in a simple sort of way. She spun around and looked at Catie for approval.

"Well, how do I look?" she asked.

"You look gorgeous. No wonder the Sex God asked you to Hogsmeade." Catie replied. Emma-Leigh laughed and looked down at her watch. 9:55.

"Shit! Shit shit shit!." Catie looked at her watch as well and started to snicker.

"Guess you better start hauling ass." Emma-Leigh shot her a death glare and went running out of her dorm.

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'Oh my god… I have been stood up.' Draco thought to himself as he leaned against the wall. He had seen Hermione and "her boys" leave the castle about twenty minutes ago. He had felt the ripple of jealousy as she talked, laughed, and smiled with them. He sighed, ´well if I've been stood up I might as well go sulk in the comm…' there was a loud squeal behind him, the sound of rubber shoes on stone floor.

"Hey Draco. Sorry I'm late." Emma-Leigh stood behind him a bit pink in the face but pretty non-the-less.

"It's all good." He drawled. She eyed him up and down.

"You thought I stood you up didn't you?" he laughed.

"Yes, yes I did." She smiled. 'wow she has a great smile… if this wasn't a cover up I'd most definitely be interested.'

"Oh poor Draco. Were you about to go sulk in the Slytherin common rooms?" she asked sarcastically. He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not going to dignify that with an answer." Emma-Leigh burst into laughter.

"Whatever you say Draco darling. Shall we go to Hogsmeade?" He held out his arm and they were on their way.

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Hermione looked at the pink quill. It was beautiful if you liked pink. She picked it up any ways. It was Lavenders birthday in a few days and she was sure that she would like it.

"What is that?" Ron asked.

"It's for Lavender Ronald."

"Oh good wouldn't want you getting all girlie on us." Hermione punched him in the arm, hard.

"Oh yes, for heaven sake Hermione don't be a girl." She said with a smile at the look of pain on Ron's face. ' You turn into a girl every time you see Draco. Giggling, blushing, spacing out.' Yes I do and that's exactly what has to change, hanging out with my boys should do just the trick. After Hermione had paid for the quill they decided to stop in the Three Broomsticks pub for a large Butterbeer and a place to sit. The Butterbeer was easy enough to get a hold of, a seat on the other hand wasn't. The pub was full of Hogwarts students but they did end up finding a seat in the corner. They settled into the comfy booth and started to talk about nothing in particular. School work, S.P.E.W, teachers, latest brooms, head girl responsibilities. Every thing seemed normal, just like old times until the blond couple walked in.

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They stumbled in laughing. Emma-Leigh bright red in the face from the lack of oxygen. (from laughing you pervs) The pair were getting along famously. ' Ah much better Draco, a respectable pure blood. Excellent.' Draco's fathers voice said to him. And all was well until his gray eyes settled on the bushy hair he always scanned for when he walked into a room. His heart fluttered as Emma-Leigh grabbed his hand and made their way to the front bar, not a flutter for Emma-Leigh but a flutter for Hermione.

"Two Butterbeers please." Emma-Leigh announced as they finally got to the front. They too found a seat in the crowded bar, unfortunately for Draco they were right across from the golden gang. Emma-Leigh continued to chat and Draco tried to listen but his mind kept drifting back to the Gryffindor's table. He could hear her tinkling laugh as the weasel said something funny, and that annoyed him to no end. He should be the one making her laugh. He looked over at Emma-Leigh her cerulean eyes glittering, they were beautiful eyes but he couldn't help wishing they were Hermione's chocolate brown eyes staring so deeply into his. He heard Emma-Leigh sigh.

"What?" he asked, she looked at him.

"Who is it?" Emma-Leigh questioned. Draco's eyes widened a bit.

"Who is who?" he asked obviously confused.

"The girl dummy. The girl you've been thinking about pretty much since we got to the three broomsticks. I'd like to think you were thinking about me when I met you in the entrance hall and most of the day, but ever since we got here your mind has quite obviously been somewhere else." Her blue eyes burned into his. She smiled. "Well at least I was right about it being a girl…. Is she in this room!" Emma-Leigh started looking around at each of the girls in the bar.

"Emma-Leigh stop." She turned around her face full laughter. She smiled mischievously and placed her had on his.

"Well then Mr. Malfoy, Who is the lucky girl?"

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"Oh lord, check out Malfoy." Ron said with a hint of venom in his voice. Hermione snuck a quick glance over and saw him sitting there with a blonde girl from Ravenclaw holding her hand. She looked up at Harry and Ron.

"Who cares, " She said trying to change the subject.

"I care, Emma-Leigh is an old family friend, why would she be dating Draco Malfoy?" Ron replied. 'dating?' Hermione crumpled a little in her seat. Harry laughed.

"Ron, Hermione is right, who cares. Draco will dump her in a few weeks any ways. It's not like he knows how to love someone." Hermione again crumpled.

"Yah well that almost makes it worse, I don't want to know what he wants to get out of that relationship. She is a good person and doesn't deserve his bullshit. I swear to God if he lays one hand on her I'll…"

"What Ronald, make yourself throw up slugs again. Leave Draco sodding Malfoy and his sodding date alone!" Hermione half whispered half shouted. She threw a galleon on the table and quickly left the pub. She could handle Harry and Ron talking about Draco in a mean way. She used to join in, but seeing him sitting there all close with that blonde girl and having Ron talk about that, that she just couldn't take. She walked to a side ally just away from the pub and sat down on and old box and just breathed.

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Draco was doing his best not to tell Emma-Leigh anything. She had listed off a bunch of names, luckily none of them were Gryffindors, so none of them were Hermione. All was going well and he almost had her believing that the girl he was really interested in was Catie, when Hermione had run out of the pub and his eyes followed her out of the room.

"Oh my God, It's Hermione Granger isn't it!" Emma-Leigh said triumphantly. She smacked her hand on the table and laughed and uncontrollable and extremely contagious laugh and soon Draco was laughing as well.

"So it's mudblood Granger, eh. Interesting." It was in the way Emma-Leigh said mudblood that made him look up. It wasn't the way he said mudblood all those years, full of hate and malice. She made it sound more like a term of endearment.

"Yes it's the mudblood Granger, I've said it, it's out in the open." Draco was relieved that some one else knew his dirty little secret. He was relieved and slightly terrified. Emma-Leigh seemed to sense this.

"Don't worry, I won't tell a soul." As Emma-Leigh said that he smiled, he believed her. she was a very trusting person. She looked at him pointedly.

"So what are you still doing here?" she asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Pardon." She rolled her eyes.

"Wow you're a smart cookie. Okay so here's the plan. The girl you are in love with just walked out of the room, and is most likely sitting just outside in the ally…" Draco looked at her and was about to interrupt but she held up her hand to keep him quite. "Ask me no questions I just know she's there, it's a girl thing. Any ways, you will walk up to her and tell her that I was just a cover up because… I dunno I obviously was a cover up for something so just tell her the truth," Again Draco opened his mouth to talk. "I don't care it's none of my business. You will then take her hand and go for a stroll, or hide further down ally because obviously you can't be seen with her. hmm, This makes your relationship quite tricky you know that. Any ways you're a sneaky little Slytherin I'm sure you'll find a way to make this work." Emma-Leigh smiled. "now you may speak" Draco stared at her.

"You should write a book." Emma-Leigh raised an eye brow. "You are extremely intelligent and could probably write about absolutely nothing at all and still sell a million copies. You are beautiful and will one day make some man either extremely happy or extremely annoyed." He smiled. "thank you for everything." He got up and kissed her on the cheek and ran from the bar.

"Well your welcome Draco Malfoy." She said to no one in particular as she drank down the rest of her Butterbeer.

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Draco ran down the street looking down the ally ways, he was running so fast he almost missed the one that Hermione was sitting in. He stopped and doubled back seeing her staring of into space.

"Granger?"

"Oh, Malfoy, hi. Where's Emma-Leigh?" she asked looking up.

"Emma-Leigh was just a cover. Mostly for Pansy's benefit. You know I can't be seen with you Hermione, but it's you I want to be with. And I'm sure we can come up with something, some way to make this work. You are the brightest witch of our age." Hermione's mouth dropped, a habit she had gotten into while talking to Draco.

"Did… uh.. did you just call me Hermione?" she asked. 'shit shit, I've been calling her Hermione in my head and now I've called her Hermione to her face, and she's getting all freaked out. Oh god what is she thinking. Ahhhhh!' was going through Draco's mind. On the outside he was looking a bit panicked as well.

"Because," she whispered. "I like it when you call me Hermione." It was Draco's turn to have his jaw drop. "Malfoy I don.."

"Call me Draco." he smiled.

"Draco, I don't know what's going on. I've never felt this way before and I'm extremely confused. You've never said more then four words to me before, all those words being evil put downs, and then all of a sudden in the past two weeks you have had real conversations with me, telling me I'm beautiful, smart, amazing and such. I don't know what's going on in your head Mal.. Draco and it scares me. I mean, you could be doing this as just another Slytherin prank, making the sad silly little Gryffindor make believe something that isn't real, and I don't know if…" Draco kissed her. He mostly kissed her to shut her up, but he also kissed her because he wanted it, he wanted her so bad. The kiss was just as amazing as it had been that day on the front steps but this time it was better because she kissed back with just as much ferocity as he was. Her fingers ran through his soft hair, his through her unruly locks. He was surprised to feel how soft her hair actually was, the frizzy mass was almost as soft as his own. Almost being the key word. When they finally broke apart they were breathing heavily. He sat down beside her on the box and laced his fingers through hers.

"Where do we go from here Hermione?" She looked over at him.

"That's really up to you."


Ahaha I'm glad no one read's my stuff, cuz that would've been embarasing.