a/n: WOW! This story took me the longest time to update, mainly because my computer stuffed up, ah well, here's the chapter you have been waiting for...well i think you have at lease :P - MY LONGEST CHAPTER EVA! i think i've said that before...lol!

CHAPTER 11: Two kisses and one potion

"Hermione, we're here" Ginny whispered in Hermione's ear. Hermione woke up startled, "What?" she asked.

"We have arrived at Hogwarts" Ginny giggled.
Hermione nearly screamed and immediately ran to change into her robes as quickly as she could.

Hermione jumped into a carriage with Ginny, Ron, Harry, Fred and George. "Thanks for waiting" she said, before closing the carriage door and feeling the slight jerk, meaning they had started moving.

"Don't thank me! I was all for leaving you on the train" Fred teased.

"I'll bet" Hermione giggled, kissing him lightly on the cheek. Ron rolled his eyes and this and turned to look out of the window. "Hey, there's Malfoy! Damn, kind of hoped he wasn't coming back" Ron said in a disappointed whisper.
"Oh…I had forgotten about him" Hermione said quietly. George hit Ron over the head.

"What was that for?" Ron demanded.

"What was what for? I'm your older brother, which gives me the rights to hit you" He said smugly. Hermione giggled, knowing full well that George had only hit Ron because he had mentioned Malfoy. "Don't hit Ron" she laughed.

"Ah, if it isn't Potty and his Weasel, still alive I see, shame. But where is your mudblood bitch?" Harry and Ron turned around in rage to face Malfoy, "What did you call Hermione?" Ron demanded.

"Why, I called her exactly what she is" Malfoy sneered.

Harry drew his wand out and pointed it at Malfoy, just as Malfoy pointed his at Harry.

"Tell me, do you think 'Serpensortia' would be a suitable spell? No, I suppose it wouldn't, everyone already knows you can set snakes on people, but then again, I have a list of people you could set it on" Malfoy said, tossing a piece of paper to Harry.

Harry caught it and read it. 'Mudblood bitch Granger, Weasel, Potty' It said. Harry tightened his grip on his wand.

"Expelliamus!" Harry's wand flew out of his hand. Malfoy smirked. "Bet you wished you'd never see the day that I held your wand" he said.

"True, but I must say it'd be interesting to see the day you manage to keep my wand longer then 60 seconds" Harry hissed. "Hmm, what a coincidence, that'd be today" he said, tossing Harry's wand up and down.

WHACK

Malfoy dropped Harry's wand to hold a hand to his burning cheek, he looked at the attacker. "You were saying?" Hermione smirked. "Stupid bitch!" he spat, looking over her shoulder to make sure there was no sign of Fred and George.

"Well that wasn't very nice" she said bluntly, walking over to Harry and passing him his wand. Malfoy took this opportunity and sent a spell at Hermione's ankle, she fell with a cry.

"You bastard!" she yelled at him, causing him to smirk.

Suddenly an angry voice sounded from behind them. "What is the meaning of this!" a very grumpy looking professor McGonagall said. "Professor!" Hermione said in relief. McGonagall turned a sour face towards her, "I expected better from you Ms Granger" she said. "Now, as I am already well aware of what happened here, all four of you will receive a detention; now get to the great hall before you lose points!" Harry and Ron left nearly as soon as the words had left her mouth. "Harry! Ron! I can't walk, remember?" Hermione called after them to no avail.

Professor McGonagall looked at her sternly, then at Malfoy. "Mr. Malfoy, if you would kindly carry Ms Granger to the hospital wing, I'm sure you'd both be able to make it back before the feast starts" Hermione looked at her pleadingly, while Malfoy muttered "Depending on how much she weighs" under his breath. "Well, I'm sure it's not a lot judging by her size, and if so, then use a levitating charm, I trust you know one?" McGonagall snapped. "Yes" Malfoy muttered, McGonagall turned her gaze to Hermione and then left.

"There is no way in hell that I'm letting you take me to the hospital wing with no one else around" Hermione said sternly. She then tried to stand up herself, but fell again with a short cry. Malfoy smirked.

He picked her up and started walking in the direction of the hospital wing. "Put me down" Hermione hissed, struggling against his grip. "Hmm, well let me think abou- NO!" he replied.

She glared at him.

They made there way to the hospital wing without talking, Hermione making sure they went directly there, and not through a short-cut.

At last they arrived, Malfoy stopped shortly before entering with her.

"See, I'm capable of making it here with you without taking a detour…" he said, smirking at her sudden desire to get into the hospital wing. "But, if you want, we could always find a nice private hallwa-" "Malfoy put me down!" Hermione yelled. He grudgingly went into the hospital wing carrying Hermione.

Hermione left the hospital wing walking, thankful that Madam Pomfrey had told Malfoy to get down to the feast.

She decided that she may as well stop at the library quickly while she had the chance.

Skimming through the books, she found one on dark magic that greatly interested her.

"Ok, Hermione, only one book" she told herself, looking longingly at different books on roman magic.

"You know talking to yourself is the first sign of madness" Hermione spun around to face the speaker. "Will you ever give me a moment's piece?" Hermione hissed at Malfoy, "I did, a moment ago" he said.

"Well give me another million moment's" she said, picking up her book that she had dropped.

"Why aren't you afraid of me anymore?" Malfoy asked randomly.

Hermione looked at him in disbelief. "Because I have no reason to be afraid of you anymore" she said irritably, dropping her book once again.

Malfoy bent down and picked the book up for her. "Hmm, dark arts, what exactly do you want to know? I'm sure I can tell you" he grinned.

"I'm pretty sure you wouldn't know shit" Hermione said sarcastically.

"Ah, but death eaters know all about the dark arts" he replied casually. "You're not a death eater" Hermione said confidently, "You wouldn't have the guts".

She was suddenly bashed up against the bookshelf by him, "Don't speak of what you don't know" he hissed, pulling his sleeve back to reveal the dark mark. "Oh my god…" Hermione gasped.

"So what do you say to that?" he asked her. "Let go of me now" she said hastily, fear rising within her. Malfoy smirked at this. "Not so brave anymore are we?" Hermione could feel tears forming in her eyes, she just wanted to go, why did this always happen to her?

Slowly Hermione slid down the bookshelfs, tears streaking her cheeks. She sat on the sound, still in a firm grasp. "Please let me go" Malfoy looked at her, "Were you begging?" he asked her, "If I say yes will you let me go?" she asked hopefully. He smirked at her attempt, making her hopes fall.

He started kissing her, not roughly like he had always done, but softly and bearably, and much to his surprise, she kissed back. It was only after the book Hermione was going to hire dropped onto the floor with a dull thud that she realised what she was doing. "I didn't…" she tried. Draco leaned in for another kiss, but Hermione pulled away. "Let me go" she said sternly. He looked at her incredulously, letting his guard down. She slipped her wand out of her pocket and pointed it at his ribs.

Hermione stood up and ran from the library. She wanted to skip dinner and go to the common room, but she didn't know the new password, so decided to go to dinner, get the password, and then say she was sick.

The next day Hermione got up tiredly and changed into her robes. She then dragged her feet over to the mirror and put her hair back into a rough bun. All night she had been dreaming of that kiss, that wonderful kiss… "Shut up" Hermione said to her mind.

Hermione crept out of her dorm, as not to wake her room mates, and then wandered downstairs to the common room.

"Feeling better?" Hermione looked up to see Fred sitting on a couch, looking at her softly. "A lot better" she smiled. She went and sat with him on the couch, kissing him tenderly as she sat. "Wow…What was that for?" he asked her. "Do you have to ask?" she replied.

"Ah shit, I better get going, I have potions first thing" Hermione said. "Umm…classes don't start for an hour and a half Hermione" Fred said, looking at her teasingly. She shrugged and stood up. "'I'll see you at lunch" he said, kissing her goodbye.

Hermione walked down to the great hall, seating herself at the end of the Gryffindor table. She pulled some pancakes towards her and began eating, thinking the whole time, and constantly checking the Slytherin table.

Hermione was the first to arrive at the dungeons after breakfast, so she took a seat and opened a book that she had read countless times.

"Ms Granger, class does not start for another 15 minutes"

"Sorry Profes- You?"

Malfoy stood in the doorway smugly.

"So mudblood, why are you always so early to class?" he asked.

"So I'm not late"

Malfoy snorted at this comment.

"Oh that was charming" Hermione said in a disgusted tone. Malfoy shrugged it off, and sat next to her. "So, about that kiss…"

"There's nothing to talk about Malfoy!" she snapped. He sighed, slipping his hand into his bag.

"I got this for you" he said, handing her the book she had intended on getting. She looked at it suspiciously. "Why?" she asked, "What did u do to it?" Malfoy rolled his eyes. "If you really must know, it's a monsters book of monsters in disguise; honestly, you really have to start trusting people" Hermione laughed mockingly at this, "Oh yes, and you're just the perfect place to start!"

Malfoy couldn't help but smirk, he pulled her to him, and kissed her deeply and softly, just like the night before, and as the night before Hermione melted into it.

"Get your hands off of her!" Hermione pulled away and looked at the door, "George…" she gasped.

"It's all right Hermione" George said softly, before he turned to Malfoy, "You never give up, do you?" he snarled.

Malfoy shrugged, "She kissed me back" he said bluntly, Hermione glared at him. "Liar" George hissed.

Hermione looked at them both. Malfoy sat calmly at the desk Hermione had been sitting at, while George held his wand so it was pointing at Malfoy's chest, Hermione was almost afraid, she had never seen George like this before.

"George…" Hermione said shakily. George turned around and saw Hermione, she was shaking slightly, she was afraid…of him.

"Hermione, I'm sorry" he said, rushing over to her, she smiled and managed a weak laugh, "It's ok, really."

"Well, isn't this all just so touching" Malfoy said, yawning, "But I'd appreciate it if you left so Granger and I can continue that kiss" Malfoy then narrowly avoided a hex sent by…Hermione.

George refused to leave until Professor Snape came, who was in such a foul mood that he took 50 points from Gryffindor because George was in the wrong place.

"Well, at least you two are here first, I have a task to give to the both of you" They looked up at him. "You two will be making a belief potion for me today, while the rest of the class goes over the simplest of potions" Snape rolled his eyes when he said this, "I expect you to have it finished by the end of the lesson, a cauldron has been set up on the other side of the dungeon for the two of you, do not disappoint me" They nodded. Malfoy packed his things up and made his way over to the desk smugly, whereas Hermione picked up her things taking as much time as she could without making Snape mad.

"Where are you going?" Harry asked her as he took his seat, "Snape wants M-" "Ms Granger, do not test my patience!" Snape hissed. Hermione swiftly made her way to the table and sat down next to Malfoy who looked like Christmas had come early.

"What are you so happy about?" Hermione snapped.

"Oh, nothing, just the fact that this is torture for you is just so…" Malfoy sighed.

Hermione started to back answer but was cut of by Snape who began talking to the class.

"Today we will be brewing a simple Nausea antidote, any questions?" Neville slowly raised his hand. "What?" Snape snapped.

"Umm, haven't we already m-made one of those…?"

"For someone as untalented as you I am surprised that you have so good a memory span, yes, we have already 'made' one, but due to all of your lack of knowledge on the Nausea antidote in particular, I have decided that we will go over it again" the class moaned.

Lavender raised her hand.

"Miss Brown, please share your more then likely dim-witted question with us"

Lavender blushed a little, but continued anyway. "Umm, I was just wondering why Hermione and Draco were over there" she said, making the class look over at the two.

"Not that is any of your concern, but Ms Granger and Mr Malfoy are there because they were the only ones that proved to have knowledge on everything we have done this year, so I think it would be unfair if they had to sit among blowing up cauldrons caused by stupid mistakes when their talents can be used on something more difficult then most of you could handle" half the class grumbled, the other snorted at hearing Snape say the word "Unfair".

"Pass the Wiggen-tree bark" Hermione said, holding her hand out.

Malfoy looked at her hand and then her face, "Why?" he asked.

"Because Professor Snape wants this potion done before end of class, so hand it over" Hermione replied, glaring at him.

Malfoy smirked and placed the bark on the floor beside him, "Get it yourself" he said. "Fine" Hermione answered, standing up and making her way around the table.

"Ms Granger, there is no reason to be out of your seat, so sit down!" Snape hissed from the other side of the classroom.

"But Pro-" "Do not argue with me Ms Granger, 50 points from Gryffindor, now sit down before you lose your house any more points!" Hermione sat down immediately, and tried asking Malfoy again, she got the same answer as before.

"Why should I have to get it myself? This is your potion as well, if I fail, you fail" she argued.

"Ah, but you see Granger, I don't care" Draco lied, he cared more then Hermione, if that was possible.

Hermione looked angry; she raised her wand threateningly then dropped it when Snape looked over.

"I expect that potion to be finished soon" Snape said, and then looked back to the class to make sure no one was doing anything wrong.

Hermione cringed, then unwillingly lent over Malfoy to fetch the bark. She could feel his eyes boring into her and spent as little time as she could grabbing the bark and sitting up straight.

At the end of class Malfoy volunteered to hand in the potion and clear up. Hermione cast him a suspicious look but left all the same.

Once Hermione was out of the door he filled two vials with the belief potion. He tucked one away in his robes, and the other he handed to Snape.

A/n: OOOOOH, the damage Draco could do with a potion! Ok, please note that Hermione is starting to melt into Draco's kisses! Originally i was just going to leave it as a FWHG fic, but now...i'm considering making Hermione fall for Draco. Well please review! I would also like to take this oppurtunity to comment on the movie 'The lion, the witch and the wardrobe' i'm not sure about others opinions, but i was disappointed, having read the Narnia series i expected a bit more, i also think that the movies was aimed at a younger audience, lol, ok well thats my complaining done, but over-all i did enjoy the movie!