there's a little OOC in this chapter but oh well! i'm soooooooooo sorry i haven't reviewed! please don't kill me. you seewe had a test in history, english, algebra, spanish, AND our teachers are beginning to remind us that mid-terms are coming up...even for chorus!

any who...hope ya like this!

disclaimer: i spent all my money so all i own is a cell phone, paper, and mabe 2 pens. i don't own harry potter...j.k.rowling does...i just like to twist the plot...a lot

After that little meeting, my grandmother sat me down for a chat, back at our house. "Now, Draco, please at least try to make friends with Janie. I know that you two are rivals at school, but try to talk to her. You never know, you might like her."

"I highly doubt that." I muttered under my breath, but sadly she heard me.

"Draco, tell me what's so horrible about Miss Hermione Granger?" She asked as she sat across from me.

"She's a bloody know it all, nobody can stand her except the Weasley's and Harry Potter. I hate her." I said.

"That sounds like you're just jealous of her grades. There's another reason isn't there?"

"Sheisamudblood." I said really fast and really quiet.

"What?"

"She's a bloody mudblood!" I yelled.

"Draco, never ever listen to your father. He's bad news. He was not my favorite son."

"How'd you know father taught me that?"

"Because he called one of his old friends that after he got Head Boy and your father didn't." She pointed out.

"But, dad told me that he was Head Boy. Why would he lie?" I wondered.

"Your father wanted to be great." She stated simply. "Now, could you please try and be nice to Hermione? Please?"

"Fine, I'll try. But that doesn't mean that she'll be nice back." I replied. Then walked to my room. I jumped on my bed and just rested.

I must've fallen asleep, because a loud pounding sound came from my door, and when I looked at the clock, it was 7:34. "Come in." I mumbled.

The door creaked open and Granger stood there, "Uh, hi." She said quietly.

"Hey." I sat up and ruffled my hair, "Let me guess your mother gave you a 'What's so bad about Draco?' talk, didn't she?" She nodded. "Yeah, my grams did that too." There was an awkward silence. "Close my door."

"Why?" She seemed scared.

"Because I hate my grams spying on me all the time. I get that enough at home." Relief replaced her scared face. Another awkward silence.

"Uh, do you mind if I turn on the radio?" She asked.

"The what?"

"The radio." She walked over to a shelf with a box on them. "This." She pointed to the box.

"Oh, sure." She turned it on and this weird song came on:

Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?

Take a gun
Or how you say
That's no way you behave

Just a law, a new begin
Sing a song that doesn't sin
And it grows
Hey, you know

Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to some another day?
Do we know
Well, we know
Doesn't seem to be complete

Are we, are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?

Get up, get up, get up, get up...

What you say?
Cause all I was on
I got it down wrong
I see myself to get
And the Lord, seeing all now
Can you take us in
The part that comin' on
The coldest man doesn't see it's all

We go to the car
I see you walk to the far
And when you get there do you see
You fit the last you need on me

Cause we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Yeah, we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls…

"That was 'Last Living Souls' by Gorillaz at our number two spot on the countdown." A voice came out of the box called a radio.

"Weird muggle crap." I muttered. There was more silence.

"Hey, Draco? Do you wanna go get a hot chocolate or something? I know of a coffee shop that takes like 5 minutes to walk there." She used my first name. Weird.

"All right, Hermione." She gave me a weird look as I stood up to go down stairs. "What? You used my first name, I guess it won't hurt if I use yours." I smirked and her cheeks had a slight pink color to them.

We headed down stairs and I told grams we were heading out. She gave me a wink and I sighed and rolled my eyes. We quickly headed out and down the street, Hermione in the lead.

We walked in silence for about five minutes until we stood in front of a coffee shop called 'In This World'. I stood there staring at it. It looked questionable. Suddenly a hand slipped into mine and a voice came into my head, "Come on or are you going to stare at the shop all day." Hermione smiled at me, obviously not realizing that her hand was holding onto mine. Oh well, I'll go along with it, for today.

She pulled me into the coffee place and it seemed kind of dreary, but I liked it. It reminded me of the dungeons at Hogwart's. Cool. There was music playing from the other side of the shop. It was loud and sounded angry. I am really liking this place. Hermione pulled me to the bar, ordering a mocha latte. She turned to me and asked what I wanted.

I turned to the lady behind the counter and said, "Same as her." Hermione paid because I had no idea how to use muggle money and we headed out. I wanted to stay and check it out more but I gave in and followed her out of the shop. "By the way, what is this?" I asked looking at the cup in my hand.

She giggled; I like that giggle, "Just drink it." She smiled and sipped at her drink. I sipped it and immediately liked it, except for the fact that it practically burned my mouth. "By the way, it's not like the wizard world, the latte doesn't come to your temperature liking." She giggled again, but then her face dropped.

"What?" She pointed forward. I saw a guy about our age. He had brown hair with blond streaks and he was about my height. "Who's that?"

"He's my ex-boyfriend, Mark. He still likes me though and it bugs the living crap out of me." He must've spotted her because the boy called 'Mark' waved and ran up to us.

"Herms! How've you been?" He gave her a hug and I could tell she didn't like it at all.

"Fine, Mark." She hugged him back, awkwardly. He let go, finally, and noticed me.

"Who's this?" He pointed to me.

Before she could answer, "I'm her boyfriend, Draco. Draco Malfoy." I put my arm around Hermione and she gave me a questioning look, but she went along with it.

"Yeah, he goes to that boarding school I told you about and his grandmother lives next door so he's here for the holidays." She placed her arm around my waist and smiled. It wasn't a smile that was forced onto her face, but a smile that looked like it belonged there, forever.

"Oh, okay. Well, sorry to cut this reunion short but I have to work at my mum's shop today. Bye Herms. Draco." Then he ran off behind us. We walked on until we turned the corner, then she let go of me. I suddenly felt cold and empty. Weird.

"Why'd you do that?" She asked.

"I saw your face, you really didn't like that hug or him and I guess it was just a reaction. And I admit I was a little jealous." I muttered the last part.

"What?" She said. I could tell she was trying to hide her smile.

"I'm not saying it again." I crossed my arms.

"Say it."

"No." I can't believe I'm having a fight with her. It was only a playful fight too.

"Say it!" She poked me in the side and I leaped into the air.

"How'd you know my ticklish spot?" I asked. teehee...drakie has a ticklish spot

"What, did you really think your grandma never talked about you? She won't shut up! I know a lot of things." She smirked.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Tell me what you said and I'll tell you something she told me." She smirked again, this time in defeat.

"Fine, I said that I admit I was jealous seeing you two hug. Happy? Now tell me something." I replied.

"Um, I don't think so." She turned around and started to walk off.

"What? Hey wait a second, get back here!" She turned to me, smiled, waved, then turning to run, tossing her cup into the garbage can. I ran after her, tossing my cup into the same can. "Get back here!"

She giggled and yelled back, "You're gonna have to catch me!" She ran pretty fast and soon, I couldn't find her. I stopped to catch my breath, when I heard a squeak from the side. I turned and saw Hermione sitting on a small piece of wood, going back and forth, and steadily gaining height. I walked over and stared at her. She looked beautiful.

"What are you doing?" I asked, standing beside her.

"Swinging." She said. Then she let go of the chains holding the piece of wood and went flying towards the ground. I was beginning to panic, until she landed on to her feet, very gracefully.

Then she bent over and picked up some snow from the ground. I was too dazed to realize what she was about to do, but she threw the snowball at me, right in my face. I wiped the snow from my face and saw her giggling. She sighed, spread her arms, fell into the snow and lay there. I walked over and kneeled down next to her.

"Are you gonna tell me?" I asked.

She looked like she was thinking, "No."

"Okay." I sighed and began to tickle her sides. She squealed under my arms, "You gonna tell me?"

She laughed and tried to pry my hands off of her sides, "No!" She managed to get out.

"Your choice." I tickled her more even though she was begging me to stop. "Tell me."

"Fine, fine! Your grandmother told me that you've had a stuffed bear since you were born and slept with it every night and that it's name was Wa-Wa." She spilled out. I stopped and she gasped for air. She looked me in the eye and said, "You're evil."

"I know." I smirked, and without thinking leaned down and kissed her. Surprisingly, she didn't pull away, but wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back.

She pulled away and looked into my eyes, "You know, I've always had a crush in you."

"Well, of course, I mean, who wouldn't?" I smirked and she giggled. "Should we head back to the house?"

"I don't want to go home. I want to stay with you." She let go of me and lay in the snow.

"Well, come by at about 11:30. My windows right by a ladder. Just climb up and knock." She smiled. I think that meant 'okay'. "Come on, before your clothes soak straight through." I stood up and helped her up too. We walked back to the house in silence, not an awkward silence, but a nice silence, hand in hand.

We stopped at our houses and I kissed her, "Until tonight." I took one last look at her and then turned and walked away, leaving her in front of her house.

"So how was it?" My grams asked as soon as I got in the house.

"Fine. You were right grams, Hermione isn't that bad." I smirked and walked up stairs, tossing my jacket on my desk as I got to the room.

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