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Chapter 4

Draco's POV

I could barely sleep that night. I was too preoccupied with two things; getting Pansy out of my life without my father killing me and getting Hermione in my life without my father killing me.

The next morning was very awkward because wherever I went; Hermione seemed to be right there as well. Madam Pomfrey wanted to teach Hermione and Pansy a lesson, so she healed their wounds the muggle way, which apparently took a lot longer.

When I walked into the Great Hall that morning, the first thing that caught my eye was these large brown eyes coming from the Gryffindor table. I gasped from loss of air the minute I saw her. She seemed to do the same, because she immediately turned back to her meal, panting heavily.

I went to my normal seat, where I could keep an eye on Hermione, but, sadly, she was seated further down than she usually is so I couldn't get a good look at her. I let my breakfast sit and get cold, while Pansy told me how much pain she was in and something else, but I wasn't really paying attention. I saw Hermione get up from the table and walk out of the Great Hall in a hurry. I assumed she was going to the library to study for her N.E.W.T.'s, that wouldn't be taking place for another year.

I left Pansy with a comment about how nice she looked and that I had to go to the library to work on an essay. Most of that wasn't true but she accepted it and just turned to the person on the other side of her and complained about her aching boo-boo.

I ran as fast as I could to the library, hoping that that would be the only place I had to look for Hermione. Thank goodness she was there, pouring over a book as if it was the Pope's Bible. I laughed at this thought, making Hermione look up in surprise (we were the only ones in there besides Madam Pince). My mouth became dry once again and I couldn't find the right words to say.

"What do you want?" She asked this as if this was the first time she had ever talked to me in her entire life.

"I uh…ummm…. errr…well I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday. See there are a lot of things I have been meaning to tell you but I haven't been able to because we have been interrupted by a load of people." These words came out so fast I am not sure that she understood me. She seemed confused for a second and then she said, "Go on."

"Well," I sat down in the chair next her, and put her hands in mine," Hermione Granger…I am love with you."

At this comment, she pulled her hands away, turning bright red, and went back to reading her book. I didn't know what to do next, so I just got up and left. Hoping that I didn't make a fool of myself. I would make it up to her in one way or another. Maybe I'll get her flowers, in Hogsmeade.

Hermione's POV

I slept semi-well that night, not knowing that the next day would bring me a whole new set of problems.

I arrived in the Great Hall fashionably early, hoping that Draco was already there. He wasn't. I sat down at the Gryffindor table a little further down than I normally do, but I don't know why. I was looking for Draco, but instead Ron and Harry came into the Great Hall.

Ron said," Hermione, what happened last night? Harry wasn't too specific on the details."

"Now that's not true, Ron. I told you the whole story, you just think there is more to it." This made me laugh. Harry and Ron were always trying to prove each other wrong, no matter what the subject. Usually Harry won.

"Nothing more happened probably than what Harry told you, Ron. I went into the bathroom to freshen up before my next class and pansy happened to be in there. She said her usual stuff; I said mine. Then she went a little too far and I lost control. That's all."

"Ha! I told you, Ron." Harry had a wide grin on his face, but surprisingly he was looking at me instead of Ron. I averted my eyes towards the door, hoping for a means of escape. Unfortunately, I found something else to make me blush. Draco Malfoy walked in the door just then, stopping in his tracks and looking straight at me. My breath disappeared and my heart started pounding like a horse's hooves hit the ground as it speeds up to win a race.

His deep blue-grey searched through mine as if it were searching for a hidden chamber. It seemed as though he lost his breath as well, but I wasn't too sure, because I looked away all too quickly.

Harry looked at me with great concern and asked, "Hermione, are you okay? You look like you just ran face first into a window."

I giggled at this comment and replied, "No, I'm fine. I just need a break from all this eating. I think I am going to go to the library for a little while and read. I have been really behind on my reading lately."

"But…"

"Ron, the answer to your homework is that the number of wolf fangs and the number of phoenix feathers are exactly the same. Just try and find that in your book and it will give you a better explanation."

"Thanks, Hermione."

"Anytime."

As I left the Great Hall, I could feel someone's eyes on me but I wasn't sure who it was. Is it Harry's? Ron's? Or could it be Draco? Yeah right! Draco has been ignoring me since the incident yesterday. Of course he wouldn't be looking at me.

By the time I had finished this thought, I was already in the library. I had secret stash of books on a bottom shelf in the back of the library. I picked up the book that I had been reading most recently. It actually had a thin layer of dust on it. This is what happens when boys distract me.

I was about a page into the book I was reading, when I heard some one nearby let out a little laugh. I looked up to give the person a stern look, to see that the blue-grey eyes of the very guy I was in love with were staring back at me.

"What do you want?" I was trying to sound indifferent.

"I uh…ummm…. errr…well I wanted to talk to you about what happened yesterday. See there are a lot of things I have been meaning to tell you but I haven't been able to because we have been interrupted by a load of people."

These words came out so quickly that it was hard to understand him for a second.

"Go on."

"Well," he sat down next to me and grabbed my hands, holding them in just the right way to make me want to melt, "Hermione Granger…I am in love with you."

Even though I knew it was coming, this still surprised me somewhat. I couldn't think up the right words to say, so I just pulled my hands away and went back to reading my book, hoping that he would go away before I started crying.

Thankfully, he did leave after a minute or so. As soon as he was gone, I started bursting into tears. Why, I do not know. How you be such an idiot, Hermione? You completely melted and so now he knows your weak point.

After I realized this, I was just plain mad. Draco had no right to persecute me like that. All I wanted was revenge.

Please just don't play with me My paper heart will bleed

This wait for destiny won't do

Be with me, please, I beseech you

Simple things, that make you run away

Catch you if I can

So what did you think. I have to point out (if you didn't notice it already) that they each ended their POV's in a different mood. Draco wanted to make it up to her; Hermione wanted to get revenge. Anyway, just thought I would point that out.

-amanda