Chapter Four-A Truce
Hermione and Malfoy had been assigned the lab that night at 8 pm. Hermione secretly thought that Snape had put them together just to torture her, but when she went to the library to research the potion she realized why he had done it. Wolfsbane was a complicated potion that required the most advance skills in potions. She knew that she couldn't do this potion with anyone else in her class. She checked the books out and headed towards the dungeons. She pushed the door open and walked in. Malfoy was sitting on a couch he had conjured in the corner, writing notes as he read through a large book. Hermione sat at a desk nearby and pulled out her own books. They sat in silence, both of them leaning over their books and scribbling notes. After several minutes, Malfoy put his quill down and shut his book. "Granger," he said.
Hermione look up from her books to see Malfoy leaning back against the couch, his stuff all packed up. She frowned and looked at the clock. It was almost two in the morning and she began to pack her things up. "See you later Malfoy."
"Wait a minute Granger," Malfoy said as he stood up.
Hermione turned around slowly and her eyes widened as she saw that Malfoy was closer than she thought before. "If this is going to be a chance to piss me off, save it Malfoy. This night went relatively well and we managed to get some work done. Don't fuck it up now."
"Shut up Granger," Malfoy said. "As much as it pains me to be near you, we have to get along enough to do this project. And you know as well as I do that this potion is extremely hard. So let's call a truce, just in this room."
Hermione smiled as she remembered the last pact she made. She stepped closer to Malfoy and outstretched her hand. "Truce," she said.
Malfoy stared at her hand, "Fuck it," and took her hand and shook it.
Hermione let go and smiled. "Don't worry Malfoy; I'll keep my blood away from yours." She turned her back to him and missed the slight pain that crossed his face.