"I'm never trusting you again with any of your stupid muggle food" Malfoy grumbled. Hermione sat on the couch with pizza and began to flick through the channels on the TV. Malfoy just sat on the couch furthest away from her, with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Well it was your own damn fault for eating it so fast. You're not supposed to do that with cold things"

"How the hell and I supposed to know that!? I have never tried it before" yesterdays shopping experience had not gone so well and after his brain freeze, Malfoy had sat complaining the entire night that his brain felt it was going to explode. Hermione simply rolled her eyes, brain freezes only lasted a few seconds…what a hypochondriac. Hermione sighed and without looking away from the TV thrusted the pizza box in his face.

"You want some?"

"No" his stomach grumbled, but he didn't want to try anymore of their food.

"Fine, you can starve then" they lapsed into silence for a little while before Malfoy's hunger got the best of him and he began to eat.

"What is this?"

"Its pizza Malfoy, it wont kill you…although sometimes I wish it would"

"Granger, that thing I had yesterday-"

"Ice cream,"

"Very nearly killed me!"

"You're such a drama queen. Now be quiet, I'm trying to watch the movie" Malfoy looked at the screen, his expression blank. He was trying to comprehend how exactly the people got into the screen to move around like that.

"What are you watching?" he asked looking at the people dancing across the screen.

"It's a movie about dancing. These kids from broken homes, learning there is mo-"

"Dear Merlin, stop! How boring. I didn't want the whole friggin analysis. Isn't there something else on?"

"No! I like dancing and I want to watch this. Stop your whining "

"Granger, if I have to stay here for Merlin knows how long, I am going to have a say"

"Well, seeing as I hate you, you don't get a say"

"Granger, you are really starting to piss me off"

"What? And you're not?" she placed the empty box on the table and stormed off to the kitchen. Malfoy heard the sound of cupboards being slammed and the sounds of her rambling. Malfoy smirked knowing he got to her yet again. Just as he was about to reach over and grab the remote, Hermione stormed back into he room.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You have been here what? A couple of days? And you are driving me absolutely crazy. First it was by your mere presence, and now it's your constant complaining and not to mention you drank all my juice! Sometimes, I just want to…" she made a choking gesture with her hands and stormed once again into the kitchen. Malfoy sat on the couch blinking at the spot she just left. That girl has serious issues.

"So how are you with living here Draco?…Hermione, get off the phone and come to the table" Mr Granger shouted at Hermione who was in the lounge room.

"Shut up! No way, he really said that? Omg…ok so what should I do?" She walked into the dining room and stood behind her chair speaking in what Draco called 'Girly language'. He watched her as she spoke with her friend and couldn't help but show his disgust. "No seriously, if you say anything I will kill you. Oh! You are so bad…"

"Granger! Shut.Up! I'm trying to eat but you are making me lose my appetite" Hermione glared and him and flipped him off continuing to speak on the phone; she sat at the table.

"..yea this weekend. Uh huh. Oh! I almost forgot to tell you…" Mr Granger reached over and snatched the phone out of Hermione's hands and turned it off. "Dad!"

"Hermione that was extremely rude. We have a guest" he motioned towards Draco, who in turn mouthed 'rude' to Hermione.

"Guest my butt" Hermione mumbled "Mum, Iana wants to go on some trip thing soon"

"That's great dear, you can take Draco"

"NO! I'm not taking him"

"I think it would be lovely for Draco to get to know some of your friends" Draco could see the range building in Hermione. Well, if he was going to be shacked up here with her for Merlin knows how long, he vowed to do everything he could to annoy her. Let the games begin.

"Mrs Granger, I think it would be lovely. I would most certainly love to get to know her friends" Hermione looked at him as if he had gone crazy, but her parents looked as if he was some sort of saint.

"You are such a nice young gentlemen. See Hermione, I don't understand why you act badly towards Draco"

"Frankly, I don't either" He faked sighed and when Hermione's parents weren't looking, he sent Hermione a devilish smile. It immediately clicked what he was doing. Trying to butter her parents up just to annoy her. Malfoy then winked at her and continued.

"Mrs Granger I can assure you that I have done nothing to make your daughter dislike me so," just as Malfoy went to reach for a bread roll, Hermione kicked him hard under the table. He winced and quickly rubbed his shin.

"I know what you're doing you ferret and its not going to work" she whispered viciously.

"Hermione! Alright, I have had enough already. You are going to stop this nonsense now, I mean it" Mr Granger scolded Hermione with a voice she had never heard. It scared her in a way. Her father was never like this with her.

"Im not going to be civil to this prat. I Don't care what you say and im not going to be stuck with him any longer"…

"Move in you two" Hermione was practically shoved into the back seat of the car.

"Why me?" she whispered to herself.

"And just when I thought you couldn't get any weider," Hermione shot Malfoy a glare and then looked back outside her window. There was a carnival tonight and she really just wanted to go hang out with her friends there and go on her date, but her dad had made a point of all of them going and had forced Hermione to cancel her date until a "More convenient time".

The car was suddenly a little too small to Hermione's liking. Malfoy scooted into the car, sitting almost as close as possible to Hermione without actually sitting on her.

"Move over. Look, you have room so shove" Hermione tried without touching him to move him back over to his seat. But Malfoy seemed Adamite about sitting right there. This was all part of his plan. He hated her. Lets get that straight, but being stuck with her, his boredom was beginning to get the best of him. It had been a week and all they did was argue. Mainly to the fact that Draco had made it his mission to annoy her as much as he could. On one night, he had crept into her room and covered her hand in shaving cream, he had some string and he began to run it on her face. Hermione had groaned and slapped herself in the face. She screamed bloody murder and chased him around the house until her parents woke up and restrained her from trying to kill him.

Another time, Hermione sat on the couch reading. She began to feel uncomftorable and when she looked over her shoulder, she screamed and fell off the couch. Malfoy who had been reading over her shoulder, was in hysterics. So now, she sat in the back seat of her parents car with Malfoy, waiting for them to finish getting ready.

"Malfoy, please stop breathing on me!" Hermione shrugged away but he only moved closer. "Malfoy stop! I know what you are trying to do. So shove off and leave me the hell alone! haven't you heard of personal space?" she was still looking out the widow using her arm to push him away.

"I have to do something to kill my boredom…and what is more entertaining my little mudblood is that you are right here for me to kill it. I happen to find so much pleasure in watching you squirm"

"First of all, I'm not your mudblood and second PISS.OFF!" she turned around to face him and found just exactly how close he was to her. She could make out every detail on his face. His light blue eyes seemed to be looking right through her. It was as if she stopped breathing for a moment. It hit like lightening. She suddenly blushed and looked away quickly, just missing the wicked smile that spread across his face.

What was that? Her mind wracked her brain trying to comprehend. Hate was not even a strong enough word for what she felt towards him. But she blushed…blushed! Why? She was lost in her thoughts when Malfoy moved back over to his side of the car and her parents stepped out of the house.

"Alright now, no arguments please. Draco this should be a treat for you, it's a carnival. I'm sure you will have plenty of fun"

"Woo hoo" Hermione said sarcastically.

NEXT CHAPTER: The carnival