A/N: Enjoy

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September 10

Malfoy Mansion

Here at the Malfoy mansion, which the word huge would be an understatement. White brick house, think roman columns, and at least 3 stories high. Maybe close to 100 rooms, how can someone have 100 rooms? I doubt they use them all.

We took the train most of the way here which I felt was somewhat a waste to me for just the two of us. We sat opposite of each other and I suggested we ask questions to each other so we could get to know each other as we were suppose to be together. Malfoy rejected the idea completely.

"Why do you have to make everything so difficult because of my parentage? You hate me for really no reason. I have never once struck out at you because of your immaturity."

"Yes you did. In third year and last year, you punched me."

"That was different. I was provoked. It's called self defense. As I was saying, other than that, why do you hate me?" When he didn't answer, I looked over at him. He was looking out the window.

"Malfoy, I expect an answer." I said crisply. I went over to the other side and tried to see what was so interesting that he didn't have time to answer a simple question. I was about to speak when I stopped. I was stopped by the look in his eyes. They weren't the usually stone cold stare, but it looked more of a sad look. Like he was thinking of something, maybe a memory, and like he wanted to change something about it but couldn't. But most of all, I saw hurt. Plain hurt in his eyes. I thought I saw his eyes mist over but by that time he noticed me.

"What Granger?" he asked me coldly, his eyes were now back to being stone cold.

"Nothing." I said quietly, remembering his sad eyes. It was like it was another side to him."I'm going to get something from the food cart." I made up quickly, standing up. "Want something?" He looked a bit surprised as I asked it. He nodded his head no as he looked back out the window. I looked at him for minute and then left.

I was terrified as we entered, and not just because of the creepy paintings. Our background story was somewhat lame considering it was fleshed out in back of a train. I was so scared that someone would put two and two together, but no, Dumbledore was right. Malfoy entered the mansion no problem and then with a quick talk with Lucious, he told us it was late and to get to bed. He would see us in the morning. We were actually given one room. Two showers within the room but one bed, I wonder that could slip a parent's mind. I still can't believe we pulled it off. We arrived very late in the evening while it was pouring so it was quite a sight, the two of us, soaking wet. I don't think Lucious ever thought it was me, thanks to the spell Dumbledore used. Draco and I could see my real looks but everyone else saw a different me. We were escorted to Malfoy's room and a late dinner was brought up, by a house elf. It took all my restraint to not protest against the house elf cruelty taking place in the mansion. Malfoy smirked when he realized this was another thing to use against me. After dinner, I took a quick shower, and put up a pair of pajamas.

"I can't believe we just did that." I said as I dried off my hair, with a towel. It was going to be so frizzy tomorrow, I sighed as I went through the taming spells in my head.

"Me neither." Malfoy said as he stretched out on the bed. I never realized just how tall Malfoy was and that he was now taking up most of the bed by laying in the center.

"Hey! I'm suppose to sleep on that too you know" I said.

"Excuse me?" he said, getting up and smirking. "You?"

"Yes. In case you didn't get the message, we're not married. So that means, you are sleeping on the floor." He laughed.

"That's a good one."

"I'm serious Malfoy." I said staring him down.

"There's no way in hell I'm sleeping on the floor." he said matter of factly.

"And why is that?"

"Because I'm a Malfoy." he said simply. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh that's a good reason." I said sarcastically.

"Plus it is my bed after all." he said.

"But hello?! I'm a lady?" I stressed. "You could be a gentleman for once in your life Malfoy."

"Oh really? I hadn't noticed." Ok, I had taken it long enough, I screeched and pounced on him. He covered my mouth when I came close enough to him.

"No, no. We can't have you blowing our cover by being too loud. It won't do." I glared at him. I looked at my position, I was on top on Malfoy. On a bed. He smirked. Merlin would he stop doing that?!

"Why Granger, I didn't know you wanted me that badly." That's it! I started to at least try to pound him into a thousand pieces but his Qudditch practices must have gotten him stronger. Yes he's still the Seeker for Slytherin, not to mention Captain. I don't know how that happened but maybe next time he's not in his room at Hogwarts I can search for their game plans for Harry, Gryffindor's team captain. He still wouldn't take his hand off of my mouth. Before I knew what had happened, I was under him. I finally realized I wasn't going to win this fight and I gradually stopped.

"Now there's a mudblood." My eyes flared up at that word. "Promise to play nice?" I nodded, but little did he know, I never truly gave up. He got up and started to walk away. I quietly ran up on him, but as if he knew, he swung me around.

"Thought you could trick me now did you?"

"Malfoy." I growled.

"It's Draco, now. We've got to make everyone believe you love me."

"Oh it's ok for you to call me Mudblood still?"

"Ok, then what do you want to be called. I don't see an appropriate replacement."

"You can call me anything but Mudblood." I said, spatting at the word Mudblood. The pressure of his grip was getting a little too tight. "If you do, I'll call you something other than Malfoy in return."

"Really. What?" He just raising an eyebrow.

"Jackass"

"Really, can't you pick a better name?" he said bored, as if he had heard this from many other people before. I believed it. I was about to say something else when he did the oddest thing. He kissed me. It was nothing special. It was short and over with in a matter of seconds. I was shocked out of my life. When he pulled back he smirked.

"See you in bed sweetheart!" he said with fake sugary sweetness. I wanted to die on the point, that didn't sound right. I touched my lips. Draco Malfoy had kissed me. Even though he ranted about purebloods he kissed me, a "mudblood". They were tingling a bit. Yes it did happen. Why did I feel like I wanted more? I shook my head, must have been the spell. I'll write more later.... But I'll lock my bathroom door, just in case when I do....