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Chapter 3
Standing in the corridor, on the fourth floor, was not safe for anyone. Hermione was mad and seemed to be making a war path. Nobody was safe, and she was giving detentions for anything. A person didn't need to be a rocket genius to know when to get out of there. But there was one genius who seemed to love that she was angry.
"Granger, if you keep stomping like a mad cow someone might just have to repair the floor." Smirking Draco just turned to leave. Usually when she was this angry she would just say something like 'stupid git' and not take a second look, but not that day. Hermione stopped so suddenly that if anyone had been behind her they would be attached to her back. She knew he was doing this to get to her and it was slowly working. Draco just stared at her waiting for her to make a move. She wasn't going to so he opted to continue, "so are you always this slow or are you making an effort today."
"Malfoy, I am not in the mood to listen to your silly insults." Hermione stated and walked into the common room. Sure, she could have said something. But this time it wasn't worth it. It never was they would just say some rude comments to each other and leave it at that. No one ever won. It was just a battle. But now for Hermione the battle was on the inside. She thought she loved Ron but he was such a pompous ass. And whenever he was being a gentleman it was for other reasons. Hermione thought and the only reason she was even dating him was because she was supposed to. He was her best friend, was always there, and he saved her from everything. But she wasn't happy, and probably never was. Their relationship was one of convience and that was it.
Walking in, Draco noticed Hermione. She didn't even look up so he took the time to watch her. This wasn't something he did often but caught himself doing more and more. She wasn't unattractive her honey brown hair was wavy, but not as bushy as it used to be. He had to admit that she had a nicely shaped body and he could tell she took care of herself. Just the other day when he was watching her at breakfast, he noticed that she ate what she wanted and didn't really care. Not like the girls in slytherin they had to watch their figures and picked at their grapes. Why was he going off like this? He must be going crazy to be thinking of Granger. But again, looking at her he could see why he would want to think about her.
There was a knock on the door, looking up Hermione noticed Malfoy standing there watching her. When she looked at him for a brief moment, their eyes locked. Grey orbs meeting beautiful brown eyes. For a moment the world seemed to stop. Hermione could feel her heart beating. It was practically humming. Before it could start singing, she broke eye contact and went to answer the door. In the gaze though, Draco and Hermione both realized that there was more where that came from and Draco knew if nobody showed up he had found himself kissing her senselessly. Not even thinking that she was dating Weasley or was Potter's best friend or even that she was a mud . . . muggleborn. Just that she was Hermione Granger and he didn't know what to do.
"Ron, what are you doing here?" Hermione almost screamed, "I thought I said that I didn't want to speak with you until I was ready to."
" Uh . . . um, Harry wanted to know if he could borrow your history of magic notes?" Ron stuttered. He glanced up at her thinking that she was going to get them. Usually, if Harry asked then she would let him borrow them but never him.
"No, no you may not borrow my notes. Your bloody moron, you should have been paying attention." Hermione stated. She looked right at Ron as she was saying this thinking maybe he would just leave. But he still was standing there like a stubborn mule who wouldn't go until he got what he wanted. She should have been used to this.
"Come on Her . . . "
"Get it through your thick head Weasley she said No. That usually means no. Now go before your stench drifts into my common room." Draco easily said with a smirk. The door closed silently and Hermione slowly turned around.
"Uh, thanks but you didn't need to add the part about a stench, it was kind of rude."
"Oh, and rude is so not my thing is it," he just stared at her not knowing what to do what was going through his mind wasn't very appropriate and what was on the tip of his tongue wasn't him. But to no avail it came out, " So, what did the weasel do to get you so mad?" She just looked at him. " Is there something on my face?"
"No I was just wondering where Malfoy went."
"I am right here and I don't plan on leaving." Hermione looking at him just got this goofy looking grin on her face. She looked so cute when she did that he thought. Odd not supposed to think like that but she did. It was no use he would fight with his morals tomorrow. And before either of them could think he glided up to her and slowly pulled her to him and then softly brought his lips to hers.
