The train ride

"Come on Blaize, you know i would rather sit with you and Pansy, but as Head Boy, I have an obligation."

"Whatever Draco, come on Pansy, we can have fun without him, can't we?"

"You kno it baby," Pansy, also known as the slythern slut, said, winking at Blaize

"You guys disgust me. In your dorms is one thing, but on the train! Im willing to turn you in. You know i need to get to the Head's car."

"You won't turn us in."

"What makes you think I won't, Pansy?"

"Because if you don't, I'll give you something later..." Pansy said teasingly to Draco.

"What do you mean, baby," Blaize looked at her in alarm,"You're mine"

"You sicko!"

Draco walked out of the car, heard an audible slap be hind him, and almost ran into Hermione Granger.

"Watch where youre going, mudblood, you almost-" he stopped midsentance as he got a good look at her. 'Damn. Has she ever changed? Wow?' he thought. How did she get to look like that? The Hermione i remember lookes like a stick with bad hair! What a diffrence a summer can make.

"Where do you think you're going?" she snapped out of habit.

"To the head's car. Where else?"

"What are you doing? Delivering a message?" she said in an almost playful tone which caught him off guard.

" Me! A Malfoy! Delivering a message? Ha!" he scoffed

"Well, I hope you dont mind a mudblood being your roommate." she stifled a laugh as Draco's jaw dropped open.

"You"

"Yep" Hermione said, secretly thrilled that Draco was to be her roommate for the whole year. She couldn't help but think of the privacy of the rooms and what could happen...hmm...Even though he had been mean to her ever since she had met him, but for some reason she couldn't wait. This year was going to be good.

Hermione walked in silence, savoring the fact that she was right beside the guy she had been obsessing over all summer. He was hotter than she remembered. His long blonde hair fell oh so sexily into his eyes. Eyes that once were steel hard gray, but now were some how softer when he looked at her. She saw confusion, pain, and was that what she thought it was...yes it was...there was lust there, behind his eyes. Why did the great Draco Malfoy look as though he was lusting after her? He looked at her and she turned bright red.

"Now thats odd," Draco thought to himself,"why would Granger be blushing? Unless she likes me...Holy crap! Granger, the mudblood bookworm, likes me! But she is hot and not so immature now, huh, Granger likes me!" Draco decided this year was going to be fun. They would be shairing the head's common room. They would be alone together...alot...Hm..." Hey Granger," Draco said.

"Yes, Malfoy?"

" Well, this year is going to be kinda awkward with us sharing the Head's dorm and everything, but i was thinking, um, well even though we're not exactly friends, maybe we, you kno, could stop being enimies?" he managed to squeak out.

" What makes you think I want to be friends with you? Do you know the hell you put me, Harry, Ron, Ginny, and the rest of the Griffindors through the past six years?"

"Yea, I know and I'm sorry. I want to make it up to you, but I dont know how. Let me do something for you, Hermione."

"Like what? " Hermione stopped in the middle of the isle, put her hands on her hips, and stared at Draco, who looked slightly odd, as though the lust had grown stronger. She thought back in embaressment at all the times she staired off into space, thinking of the next time she would see him.

" Granger, Hermione, I have done alot of thinking this summer, and, well, i think we should be friends, at least..."

" At least? What's that supposed to mean?"

" Nothing! Nothing at all..."

" Oh...ok..."Hermione said, sounding slightly sad. They started walking again. By this time, they were at the Head's car. Draco held open the door for Hermione. Looking back at him, Hermoine jokingly said, "Quite the gentleman now, aren't you."

"You don't know the half of it." Draco thought back to the many times his mother tried to teach him ettiqute, only to find him staring off into space, thinking of the next time he would be free of his parents, especially his father. A father that would just as soon kill someone as he would look at them. Last summer was the last time he would have to live in his parents house. He would finally excape, and he was looking for someone to excape with, hopefully Granger. Though she probably wouldn't want to.

" Draco, I need to tell you something..."