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'What has gotten in to those to?' Ron says as he sees Hermione and Draco heading leave from the great hall for there second detention nether of them looking to happy and giving each other death stares.

'Who?' Asks Harry following Ron's puzzled gaze across the big room. 'Ohh... Them.' He continues spotting them making there way to the door of the great hall together.

'Yes them, who else would I be on about.' Ron replies with an expression say 'state the obvious why don't you' on his face.

'Are you going to get to the point anytime soon Ron?' Harry say's curious were this conversation would end up.

'Haven't you seen them Harry? There contently arguing, you know what happened in charms, you were there.'

'And?'

'Harry we are the ones who are always being told off for arguing with Malfoy, over something useless. Hermione's usually the one to finish it or tell us off.'

'I guess…' 'It's kind true… ' He thought to himself.

'Harry something weird is happening, Hermione's changed, not with us but with Malfoy…' He says starting to look confused and fiddling with his food. 'It's just… Oh I don't know… '

'What the hell are you thinking Ron?' Wait I don't want to know.' Harry say's shaking his head with a solemn expression on his pale face. 'You have to be mad Ron, Hermione fancy Malfoy. She hates him. Don't be stupid.'

'Yeah I guess I am just being silly, ignore what I've just been saying.'

'I'd ignore it anyway Ron.' 'At least I hope your wrong… ' He thinks as he watches the two walk out of the nearly deserted hall.

'Malfoy,' Hermione say's as he enters the small class room located at the back of the castle which they had been told to wait in earlier that day.

The light from the classroom dims a little as he closes the stiff wooden door behind him and walks across the room with a smug grin on his face and sits on the wooden desk opposite of were Hermione was sitting. She's couldn't help but think it suited him the way his long white-blonde hair fell across his face, he kinda looked hot.

'What! No, no bad Hermione, what's gotten into me! Him, Malfoy HOT! I must be coming down with something.' She thinksarguing with herself.

'Granger.' As he says this his eyebrows raise a bit causing Hermione to shake her thoughts out of her head.

'Head better yet?' She asks trying to sound concerned as she mutters a spell and gives her wand a little flick which Draco thankfully doesn't notice.

'Why you worried?' Draco retaliates. 'Like she would care… '

'Nope, just wondering if there's a reason your clothes are on backwards and inside out. Umm… nice boxers? ' She states trying to keep the concerned look on her face, and not to laugh.

'Bet your thinking about my boxers Granger.' He's replies with a wink and a slight smile. 'Wait what did you say?!' He looks down astonished to see all of his clothes on the wrong way round, inside out with his boxers on top.

'Pansy seen them yet? Don't really think she'll like the whole "I'm in love with Harry Potter' theme.' She starts laughing unable to keep it in anymore.

'You bitch! Change them back now!' He say's making a grab for her wand but misses and falls to the floor with a crash.

'Oh you don't know how? But I thought Purebloods knew everything.' Hermione quotes from one of there past arguments, whilst mimicking Draco.

'Don't push it Granger!' Draco picks himself up off of the floor, and begins to get angry.

'Push what Malfoy?' She says trying to look puzzled standing her ground as Draco walks towards her.

'Just change them back before someone sees.' Hermione can't help but notice a tiny bit of helpless ness appear on his face.

'All about pride with you isn't ferret?' She says acting disappointed.

'At least I have some Mudblood!' The look of helplessness is goes in an instant, just leaving anger.

'If you call pride making out with a pug face whore every day pride… ' looking up into Draco's face which was now only inch's away from her own.

Footsteps are heard approaching the small dim classroom.

'Please, Hermione.' Draco say's in a way she'd never heard him speak to anyone before, kind of sweet maybe even innocent.

'What did you just call me?' Asks an astonished Hermione. 'No he didn't did he?'

'Don't rub it in! Just put my clothes right.' He say's going slightly red. 'Wow, she looks cute confused! Wait what did I just say?!? There must be something wrong with my head… '

Still in part shock she turns his clothes, including his boxers back to there original state. Just as Filch walks in, only to see a surprising sight. Hermione is standing staring up at Draco with a confused look on her face which is only a few inch's away from his, and her wand loosely in her hand beside her thigh. Draco is very red and staring back a Hermione with nearly the same look on his face. This scene only lasts a split second as the two's heads quickly turn to wards the door. Draco jumps back looking quite embarrassed and Hermione goes red.

Sorry for any mistakes in spelling etc! Next chapter is hopefully coming soon! x