AN/ I am very sorry about the constant mistakes in my last chapter, as seems my computer was haveing problems. I've decided not to wait for ten reviws, had not I had one chapter I would have done them all myself.

CareBearErin ... Thank you for your Reveiw, and yes, I guess you can say it deffinatly will start to get interesting give maybe by 5th or 6th chapter.

!As for all to read! As in the ministery memory, Hermione will repeatedly go back to this memory to explain some weird stuff that may happen presantly in this chapter.

Now, I don't think I have anyother news regarding this story, other than it is to get interesting very soon, if you can just be patient. I encourage you to read The great stories in this silver couple category!

Disclaimer: I own nothing of the talents of the wise J.K. Rowling

Now on with this story!

Chapter 2: Lucius Malfoy

Hermione was waken at about two last night getting a letter from Dumbledore, it read,

" Miss Granger, I forgot to mention at our meeting that you will be meeting Professor Malfoy on the reqested days at 6:45 am, in the Great Hall, After breakfast your days will proceed as planned, Remember, Modays, Wednesdays, and Fidays.

Good Morning to you,

Albus Dumbledore "

Hermione woke with a start at 5:45 am, and started to get around. She got dressed in her robes, and she sprayed, a sweet perfume of Imari... and went down to the great Hallat 6:30 am. She walked into the Great Hall, to see Malfoy Sr's back to her, her heart thumped a little hard against her ribs...

In life, there are two ways you can go...Good or Evil.

To the good, There are always rewards for what you do in life from the great God above,

there is always love in the path for them.

And to Evil, There is always Power and the respect and fear from others.

Power hungry the Evil are.

When it comes to them, Love prevails them none.

Hermione ate as she figuered out he was in deep conversation with Dumbledore that he was speaking so low as to not so she can hear. After Hermione finished some toast, bacon, and eggs, she walked to the man, and read her whatch 6:44, as to when he turned around, it turned 6:45. She looked up at hime with her long locke surrounding her face giving her a captivateing look.

I am a Loyal Gryffindor, I am a Good person...

She looked up into the stormy gray eyes of the man before her.

But the evil, has never tasted so sweet...


He looked down into her face... he seen some thin...No, I will not allow this!

He looked at Dumbledore, and they shook eachothers hand.

"Come along girl," he said.

She jogged to keep up with his strutted hurried steps,

"If you don't mind, but I am no girl... I am seventeen years old, an adault... so would you please adress me as one." she scolded.

He didn't pay attention to her comment, they reached the DADA room, and he opened the door and allowed her to go first. Of course he let himself be the "gentleman" that he was, even if she was a mudblood.

"Thank you," she said solemly, she heard some sort of grunt of aknowlegement, come from his chest. She somewhat smiled at this... why was he even here? she thought to herself, but was quickly out of them when a stack of parchment hit the oakwood desk. She stared at it, and looked up at him when he took half the stack.

"You need to explain what I have to do before I can do something with the parchments," she said

"Sort them," he said not looking at her,

She waved her hand in a small manner telling him to be more specific.

"I can't be more specific than that," he looked at her scatheingly.

"How to sort them Lucius, HOW TO SORT THEM!" she yelled getting very agravated twords the wizard in front of her.

"5 points from Gryffindor," he said,

"Wh--- why?"

"Need I not explain myself, and call me Professor Malfoy, we are NOT, on first-name basis," he looked at her as though she was filth.

"How do you want these to be sorted, Professor Malfoy?" she hissed lowly, glowering at him.

He smirked at her tones, nonetheless he explained.

"These are the roll attendance for the term, I need the sorted out day by day," he said finally.

"See now that wasn't so hard..." she said in a more relaxed tone.

He felt a smile tugging at his lips, but he didn't let it come, they spent all early morning sorting the papers when the bell rang, she went to go stand up, but remebered she didn't have classes to go to, she sat down to the little she stood up Lucius saw this but payed no attention.

Slowly the first class of the day filed into the room, first year Gryffindor and Slytherin. Lucius stood up and waited as the class settled down, which took little time as the first years looked terrified at the man. Hermione looked around the room, it looked all to familliar, but with only one simple change. A blond man stood in the middle of the room. He asked a question and only one hand shot in the air, and it wasn't Hermione, it was a little first year, with brown hair and brown eyes, she wasn't Hermione but she was. Difference she had tamed hair, and seemed pretty for her 11 year old self. Malfoy called on her and she answed but the wrong answer. She wasn't all down about being wrong but you can tell she was out to impress and failed the first try.

The class passed with a slideshow of events, but it ended when the bell rang, The day went by and before the 7th year Gryffindor Slytherin she finished sorting the roll attendance, she called him over and gave them to him.

"Well it's the last class of the day you can walk around as I assign them an essay," he didn't look at her as she gave the parchment to him. She was bored and sitting all day and she was striving to keep awake, so the 7th years filed in, she saw Harry, Ron, and...Malfoy. As much as she loathed being Head with him, she respected that he didn't blow on her the first day she walked in the same dorm as him.

"I want you to read chapter 36 in your books on the Demetor Rebellion of 1230 and write an essay on the events that happened all the way to when it was closed, give me knolegable facts and reasons, go," he waved his hands off and he sat down and Hermione got up, and started to walk around. She started first at the Slytherin side and walked between the rows of desks. She heard a snicker come from in front of her, she looked up and sawPansy Parkinson, and some girl, laughing at the way she was dressed which she saw nothing wrong, skirt at the reasonable length, blouse buttoned all the way... and she looked at them skirts a little too high, and blouses a little too buttoned short.

She looked around and saw Draco looking at her, she shook it off and went to the Gryffindor side of the roomshe saw Harry and Ron as they waved small and smiled when she walked by.

Class ended very fas for Hermione, and then they were dissmised. Hermione went to pack her things when she heard Lucus comeing from behind her. "I will need help gradeing these, come tonight after dinner." she looked at him with a stupid expression on her face.

"Yeah sure,"

"Yes Sir," he corrected her coldly. As she was walking out of the room she rolled her eyes.

He knew she had, and just ignored it, she was a stubborn mudblood and this he was going to have to get used to.

After dinner she headed up to the DADA room and found him sitting at the desk. She walked up to the desk and sat her bags down, she seen that he graded the essays by himself,

"Oh, so you graded them all I guess I'll just go then," she got out of her seat and headed twards the door, but stopped when she heard him speak, "I wanted to talk about the night at the Ministry," she stopped dead in her tracks, and she felt her breath go rigid.

"What about it? there's not really much to say, you hada chance to kill me and it slipped through your fingers, big deal you're going to have live and deal with it,"

There was something nagging at her, from that night,

"What are you talking about?" she hissed,

"I can read your thoughts Granger I know what you think of me..." Lucius breathed down her neck,

"I think nothing other than a passionate loathing for you" she glared into his eyes.

It wan't imageination that there was lust in his gray eyes, he wanted her that night and she felt it, when he nealy suffercated her, when he pressed harder against her weight.

"Nothing is to be said about that night EVER again... do you understand?" he watched her hard as she nodded.

"Now go, I have work to do," he looked away, she walked out of the classroom. Didn't he say he wanted to talk about the night, WAIT, for some reason she had a feeling he wanted her to think of the night. She shuddered at the thought, just then she realized she left her bag in the room and she turned around to go get it, she reached for the door handle and her weight on the door to open it but was opened on the other side on she fell into the hard chest of a just leaving Lucius Malfoy, her hands on his bulk shoulder she was moe hanging on to him more standing on her own feet. They stared into eachothers eyes, and he ...slowly... came closer to her face and then suddenly his feathered lips reached hers and he kissed her lightly, parting Hermione didn't close her eyes, watching every moment that happened, she could not beleive this. He let go of her waist slowly, and walked out of the room without any words.

Hermione touched her lips, and leaned against the wall... for everyknown reason... she was starting to beleive what he said back at the ministery was true.

"...I know what you think of me..."

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