I'm back with another chapter... Don't expect me to always update this often, I'm just really inspired right now, movies tend to inspire people! Anyways enjoy!
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Hermione was doing a last minute roll call on everyone that was on the train, while simultaneously notifying the witches and wizards that they'll be shortly arriving at Hogsmeade.
"Will you hurry it up? I have a life, mudblood, I'd rather not waste my time checking on students, it's their own problem if they didn't make it on time," yelled a frustrated Malfoy from his spot, leaning against the wall.
He had finally lost it after Hermione had stayed in a compartment, for more time than was necessary, chatting to Fred, George and a few other Gryffindors.
"You really have a life? That's hard to believe, Malfoy," Fred exclaimed, looking a little annoyed on being interrupted from his conversation, by none other than, Draco Malfoy.
"Shut it blood-traitor! I don't want the opinion of a low-life like you" Malfoy countered, the frustration now replaced with sincere anger.
"What did you call my brother, you slimy Slytherin?! Do you want to fight!" George yelled, rising from his seat ever so slightly, looking ready to pounce on Draco any minute now.
"Come at me!" Malfoy countered.
That was when Hermione noticed something different about Malfoy. The little proud, frightful boy that always hid behind his two bodyguards, Grabbe and Goyle, was now replaced with a new Draco. You see, he no longer needed his two baboon friends to keep him safe, or fled the scene every time things didn't go his way, he now took a challenge straight on. You could see his glare, which made you want to crawl in a hole and never come out again. Frankly, Hermione was impressed by the sudden change of character.
George had now pounced towards Malfoy, throwing punches and kicks at said boy. The thing that was weird, was that Malfoy was able to defend himself from the punches and kicks, and was able to counter with his own punches, some of which hit their target. Now here were two young wizards in a close-contact fight, when they could easily use their wands... They were wizards after all.
"Break it up...NOW!" Hermione yelled, as she waved her wand, and threw a freezing spell at the boys' direction.
"George don't start useless fights, he's not worth it. And as for you Malfoy, I don't care if you're a Malfoy or a Slytherin, you're still a prefect, and prefects are supposed to follow the school rules, this had better not happen ever again! Or I'll tell McGonagall," Hermione yelled, making the two boys cower inside, not that they showed how terrified they were of said girl.
"Let's continue the roll calls," Hermione ordered, as she dashed towards the next compartment.
Malfoy threw one last glare at the Weasley's and quickly walked after Hermione, trying to catch up to her.
"I will do what I want to do Granger! And you wouldn't dare tell McGonagall anything!" Malfoy said as he caught up to Hermione and steadied his pace.
"Try me!" Hermione countered, glaring at Draco.
"Maybe I will! And don't order me to do things! I don't take orders from anyone, I'm a Malfoy, I'm meant to be followed and worshiped by others, and the ones that don't listen to me, will suffer a tragic future," Malfoy snarled as he dashed past Hermione, leaving her dazed in his dust, she hadn't expected an outburst like that.
You're probably wondering why Hermione was with Malfoy right now.
It all happened at the prefect's meeting.
Everyone had paired up for the roll call, before Hermione had joined them at the meeting.
Now you're probably wondering why Draco was left without a partner, even Astoria had paired up with someone else.
You see, everyone knew about Malfoy's impatience, also he tended to yell and throw tantrums during the roll calls.
Last year he had been so mad, on having to do some stupid roll call, that he had cursed his partner.
Even now, the girl who was unfortunate enough to taste Draco's wrath, has traumas of having furry paws, a long tail, and shrinking to the size of a mouse.
So naturally no-one wanted to be his partner, because of the fear of suffering from an angry Malfoy's wrath.
So, that was how Hermione's bad luck just continued ruining her day, now she was stuck doing roll checks with a very angry, pampered, boy.
Hermione and Draco were now continuing their roll checks.
Hermione was standing a little way behind him, not wanting to converse with said boy.
Hermione noticed something when she looked at Draco's back.
She noticed that he had toned up a lot over the summer. Not like a bodybuilder, but more like a swimmer or maybe a track runner. You could see the shape of his toned back through his form fitting button-up shirt.
Now that you mentioned it, during the fight, Draco had been strong enough to have an even, if not winning, match against George.
He had obviously been working out a lot. Hermione was even sure that under that shirt Malfoy was hiding some toned abs.
'You did not just check out freaking Malfoy! That's bad, Hermione, really bad! He's an evil, slimy, manipulating Slytherin... A hot evil, slimy, manipulating Slytherin... NO! Not hot! Ron's better, much better,' Hermione thought, mentally slapping herself, for even slightly appreciating the looks on the boy who had now suddenly stopped.
Too bad for Hermione, she was so much in thought, that she didn't notice Draco stopping, which lead into her crashing into him.
The crash had made Hermione loose her stance and speed towards the ground.
"AAH!.." Hermione screamed, as she closed her eyes, preparing herself for the crash.
After a few seconds of not feeling any pain or contact with the ground, Hermione slowly opened her eyes, only to make eye-contact with stormy grayish blue ones.
She looked at her savior. He had a strong facial structure, with a sharp jaw, and defined cheekbones.
His face was pale, his skin color complimented by pink lips.
Pink inviting lips.
Pink inviting kissable lips, that made Hermione want to just close the gap between them, and feel said lips against her own.
She gazed into the boy's eyes, almost lost in them.
"Ughmm.. Granger, I know I'm attractive and all, but I just touched a mudblood, and I need to get mudblood germs off my hands," the boy said in a deep, obviously annoyed voice, the pink inviting lips turning into a snarl.
That made Hermione snap out of her gaze, her face changing from dazed, to dumbfounded, to startled, to horrified and finally settling for angry.
'NO! You did not just want to kiss Malfoy!' Hermione thought, kicking herself mentally for even momentarily thinking of Malfoy as anything other than a pure-blooded pain in the ass.
She pushed Malfoy's chest as hard as she could, all her anger channeled into that one push.
' Dear Merlin, that was the best idea ever! His chest is so toned, why does he have to wear a bloody shirt!... Wait... NO! That's wrong, you hate Malfoy, he tormented you for five years, and still bullies you every chancre he gets! Snap out of it, Hermione,'
The push didn't seem to affect him at all, he just moved back, letting go of his hold on Hermione.
"I just dirtied my hands, trying to prevent you from meeting Mr. floor, and all you do in return is push me, that's a very nice way to express gratitude mudblood!" Malfoy said, showing his Malfoy smirk, that made most girls drool.
"I didn't need your help! And for the record you're not attractive, I was just shocked from the fall, you're everything but attractive, mean maybe, or even evil, but not attractive," Hermione yelled, dusting her skirt a little.
"That's not what every girl in the school says. But then again, I'm not even sure if you're a girl, I mean two guy friends, always doing reckless things, not really caring about how you look, sounds like a guy to me!" Malfoy snarled, every trace of a smirk gone.
"Bite me!" Hermione yelled, and started to storm down the train, only to stop in her tracks.
All the yelling had attracted a lot of attention, and now every compartment door was open, and from every door there were heads peeping out the door, looking at the fight. Some were staring in awe, others looked amused by the turn of events, and some were desperately trying to push through, from the back, to see what all the commotion was about.
"What are you staring at? Never seen a fight before? Nothing to see here people! Get back to your seats, we'll be arriving in a few moments," Hermione yelled, you could almost see flame coming out of her ears.
Now if you've never seen an angry Hermione, you've never experienced true fear.
As soon as Hermione yelled, everyone almost immediately closed their door and went back to their seats, not wanting to agitate Hermione any further.
You know how the saying goes: " Don't throw fuel into a fire".
"Did you just say, and I quote, bite me?"
"Yeah... Deal with it," Hermione stated, as she turned around to look at Draco.
Her heart skipped a beat, as she looked at Malfoy, only to see something she had never seen on Malfoy's face, a smile, a genuine smile, not one of his famous smirks.
She liked that look on the boy's face, it made him look happy, almost normal.
And that made Hermione's frown turn into a dumbfounded scowl.
Was Draco Malfoy, the cold-blooded, absolute jerk, just smile at something Hermione had said.
"I've never heard anyone say that in real life," Malfoy said, his smile now melting into his famous smirk.
"I'm unique, and was that a smile I saw?" Hermione smiled, wanting to see another smile on the boy's lips.
"No... Whatever, next time watch where you're going mudblood," Malfoy scowled and brushed past Hermione, their shoulders touching.
'That was weird... What was that feeling... My heart went crazy... I just had a civil conversation with Malfoy... His smile... It was nice... Refreshing... Forget it, Hermione! It's probably the last time you'll ever see that look, he's still the cold Malfoy, he still calls you mudblood, for Christ's sake,' Hermione thought snapping out of her train of thought.
*Time skip
The rest of the roll calls went normally, Hermione and Draco had now informed every student that they'll be arriving soon.
Hermione was now making her way to Harry's and Ron's compartment.
As she approached the compartment, she noticed a figure standing outside the door.
As she got closer, she noticed that it was Harry, she also saw his features turn to panic, as soon as he noticed Hermione walking towards him.
"Hey, Harry! What are you doing outside here?" Hermione asked, not seeing any reason for Harry to stand outside of his compartment.
"Oh... Ummm... You're early, we weren't expecting you yet... You see... Uh... Ron... he... u-uh... h-he has company," Harry stuttered, nervously looking around, almost like he was looking for a way to escape.
"Oh... Who is it?" Hermione asked, her hand on the door handle.
"You don't want to go in there, 'Mione!" Harry tried to prevent her from entering, but it was too late, Hermione had twisted the handle and the door had opened ajar.
Hermione felt tears prick at the corner of her eyes, as she saw the scene before her.
There was Ron sitting in his seat, seems normal, but it wasn't.
Sitting in Ronald's lap was none other than Lavander, grinding her hips against him, with her tongue down his throat.
You could hear a throaty moan of pleasure, escape Ronald's lips,
"Hermione! Hermione! Stop!" Harry was now yelling after her, but she was long gone.
She ran as fast as her legs would take her, tears flowing out of her eyes, she felt her heart being ripped into tiny pieces.
She always thought that Ron and her would start dating, everyone said that they would be perfect together, they already acted like a married couple, but there he was with Lavander, obviously enjoying himself.
'I shouldn't be this angry and betrayed, I lost my chance, I should have done something before someone beat me to it', Hermione thought, she shouldn't be feeling like this, but it hurt, and she wanted revenge, she wasn't even sure what she wanted revenge on, but she wanted it.
'I'll show him what he missed, I'll make him feel this pain I'm feeling.. But how?...' Hermione had now reached the end of the train and she slid down the wall and sat on the floor, pulling her knees against her chest.
After a few moments of pondering and going to a lot of different plans, that would make Ron regret his choice, she came up with a brilliant idea, so good, it was worthy of Dumbledore.
'I need to get together with someone he hates, he despises from the bottom of his heart. Someone who's done a lot of bad things to him... Someone who humiliates Ron on a daily basis... And there was only one guy who made Ronald so mad... And that guy was no-other than Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prefect/bully with whom Hermione had been doing roll call,' Hermione thought, of course it sounded simple, but it would be very hard to get Malfoy to agree to something like this, if not impossible.
Hermione pondered for a few more moments, thinking of a way that would make Malfoy agree to participate in her plan.
Then she got an idea, it wasn't bulletproof, but it was worth a shot.
"I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse," Hermione stated out-loud, determination flashing in her eyes.
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This was a really long chapter, please don't expect many chapters of this length. As you noticed I postponed the time Hermione found out about Ron and Lavander a little. Note: I don't own any of the characters. Please tell me what you think of the fanfic so far? :) R&R
