I hate school.
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"Wow 'Mione, that color really compliments your skin tone, really." Her red-headed friend said, beaming at her not-so-sure friend. Hermione bit her lower lip, grabbing the sides of the dress robes and twirling around. She heaved a sigh before smiling at Ginny reluctantly.

"Well, it IS nice." She agreed, her cheeks flushing pink as she stared at her petite form in the mirror. The dress robe was a pale honey-yellow color, and it did make her tan (from vacationing in france again) look good.

"Of course its nice! Now will you buy it already? You may not agree, but you're going to look gorgeous for Ron," Ginny insisted before she scrunched her nose, sticking her tongue out. "I don't know what you see in him, but hey."

The two giggled as Hermione made her purchase, and gossiped all the way back to Hogwarts.

"I don't know what I see in him either." She thought as Ginny hurried to say hi to Harry, turning back slightly to watch the boy who had always tormented her as he slushed through the snow a good few feet away.
With a sigh she continued back towards her own dormitory, not feeling quite up to talking to anybody, especially Ron.
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"Granger, hey. Wake up!"

Hermione smiled slightly, the voice made her have butterflies in her stomach, which was odd because she hadn't really felt that with Viktor, and he had been her first real crush. Her eyes fluttered open, and she let out a bit of a squeal as she realized that Draco was standing above her with a very amused grin on his face.

"Malfoy! You scared me!" She said, clutching at her shirt where her heart lay, it was indeed beating a bit quickly, but not because he had frightened her.

"Sorry," He mumbled, looking away before gazing at her sternly. "Its just, well the couch isn't comfortable enough for sleeping, and I, well.. erm.."

There was an awkward pause and then Hermione thanked him shyly before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower.

Meanwhile the blonde just stared at the door, mentally slapping himself. "How could I be so stupid?!" Then his eyes widened, "Wait, what am I saying? She's Hermione Granger! Mudblood extraordinaire!"
The word felt like poison in his mouth and he immediately regretted even thinking that.

He slammed the door to his room, collapsing on the bed. "Well Draco? You've fallen for Hermione."
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Slow, steady music filled the wide chamber, and echoed into the crowded hallway as students piled around, waiting for the doors to open. Gray eyes scanned the crowd, ignoring the shrieking girl clutching his arm. He just nodded occasionally as she continued on about how all the girls looked hideous compared to her, and many other things which didn't matter at that moment. Or in any moment at all for that matter.

"Harry, where could she be?!" Ron whined nasally, scanning the crowd impatiently, waiting for the girl of his affections.

"Ron, quit complaining, she'll be here, she just needed to fix up a bit of her make-up, ah look! There she is!" Ginny said, rolling her eyes behind her lany brother's back.

Brown and gray eyes settled on a particular brunette as she slid past the many students waiting on the stairs, but to both boys she seemed to stand out.

A shy smile crept onto her flushed face and she scanned the crowd quickly, eyes resting momentarily on Draco's before they spotted both Weasley's vivid hair. She grinned wider as Ginny waved at her frantically. Tonight would be memorable, that was certain.

"Wow, 'Mione you look incredible.. stunning!" Harry said, smiling at her fondly.

"Thanks." She murmured, glancing at Ron expectantly, but he just stood with his lips parted in mid-word, and then the loud room became quiet as Professor McGonagall slipped her lithe form through the large doors, shutting them with a bit of an overexaggerated bang! behind her.

She glared at them all, lips puckered slightly before she gave a little grimace, "I hope you all are respectful tonight students," She began, staring pointedly at the Golden Trio plus one. "This is out of curtesty, and if you mess this up, well this might just very well be the last dance you attend." And with that she bowed, the doors opening on their own accord, and the crowded amount of students gasped at the decorated dining hall.

The walls were covered with some streaming-drapery, and there was a bit of an indie band from the wizarding world setting up, causing a few girls to giggle and blush. Vampires were beautiful if they weren't the brutish type, with ivory skin and eyes varying from a bright goldish hue to a vivid violet to a more subtle shade of red.

Hermione even had to glance away at the beauty, not wishing to enrage a very temperamental red-head, however this action didn't go unnoticed by the blonde who was slowly but surely falling for the untouchable saint.

Then the crowd pushed forward and the beautifully decorated tables were a thing of the past as many girls led their dates to the floor to dance as the pale, orange-eyed singer slowly crooned words that would make anyone titter and fall in a faint.

Ron slouched towards one of the secluded areas of the room, tugging Hermione unceremoniously after him.

"Aren't we going to dance?" She asked, eyeing many of the couples enviously.

"Erm." He looked around, turning to look at her nervously. "Yes?"

She heaved a sigh, pulling him up to the dance floor, and placing his hands on her hips. "Just follow my lead."
He turned a bright shade of red which creeped from his neck to his ears and slowly to his freckled face.

"Ooooooh baby don't you know.. You're making me crazy for you, and babyyyy baby you're breaking my heart!"
Their act ended and they nodded at the happy couples, thanking them for welcoming them to their school.

Hermione giggled, swaying a bit more. "He's got such a beautiful voice."

"A beautiful voice eh? Well why don't you marry him?"

"Ronald Weasley you are SO immature!" She snapped, pulling away, but he pulled her back with a nervous smile, glancing quickly at Lavender, who seemed to not be enjoying herself, and then back to his date.

"C'mon 'Mione, no need to fuss." He murmured gently.

She snorted, pulling away and stomping outside in an oddly graceful manner.

"Lonely?" Whispered a husky voice in the petite brunette's ear.

Hermione turned to face the singer of the group. "Oh, hello!" She said breathlessly, enchanted by his orange eyes with little flecks of red.
He slipped his hands to her waist, an unresistable smile on his gorgeous face.

"Hello." He said with an even sexier voice, if that was even possible. He tucked a strand of her gorgeous curls behind her ears, staring down into her eyes, fangs slowly extending down past his lower lips as he grinned.

She didn't seem to notice however, her hearth thudding wildly in her chest. Slowly he nuzzled his cold face into her soft neck, opening his mouth, lowering his fangs to her neck..

"Oh no you don't!" A complicated word was muttered and the cursed man was thrown back several meters.

The blonde hurried to catch Hermione as she slumped to the ground, unconscious. He stared at the unmoving form of the vampire and smirked, satisfied. Now to get his damsel in distress to safety. Draco hoisted her into his arms, bridal style, and skitted past the hall and up a flight of stairs, turning left three times before going down the hall to their shared dormitory.

"Fairysky." He said with a roll of his eyes, slipping into the portrait hole and setting the svelte girl onto the couch..
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Her eyes fluttered open to meet the worried gaze of her closest female friend. A soft groan escaped her parted lips and she moved to sit, but found she couldn't as strong, unfamiliar hands pushed her down gently.

"You need to rest." Draco Malfoy said, his voice cracking with fatigue.

"Yeah, 'Mione. Listen to the ferret, he did save you after all." Ginny said with a huge grin.

"Fra whad?" She said, clearing her throat and trying again, "From what?"

"Your favorite little singer." Ron said darkly, appearing out of nowhere with Harry behind him.

Hermione frowned at the sound of Ron's voice. "Can you all please.. get out? I'm feeling.. exhausted." She lied, trying to pull a pained expression.

Ginny smirked, Hermione couldn't fool her. "You heard what she said." She told her brother and boyfriend, ushering them out.

Slowly Hermione sat up, looking around for her knight in shining armor before gazing at Ginny.

"I'm sorry my brother is a jerk, 'Mione. I hope this doesn't bother you, but after you left, he immediately went to Lavender. I'm really sorry, and I'm glad you're okay." She bit her lip, staring at the witch.

"S'alright." Oddly enough she didn't feel hurt in the least by this news.

"C'mon Weaslette, you can come back later, she needs to clean herself off." Draco said, reappearing and staring pointedly at Hermione, who grimaced when she realized she was in fact a bit dirty.

"Oh c'mon Ferret-boy, she's might need me around." Ginny said, a little hiss of venom in her voice.

Hermione looked at her friend, realizing that she felt guilty about telling Hermione about Ron and his little friend. A small smile escaped her and she straightened herself, standing slowly.

"S'alright Draco. You go rest," She paused, raising an eyebrow at the purplish bags under the pale boy's eyes. "You obviously need it."

He heaved a sigh, and headed to the bathroom, grumbling all the way while she watched him go, feeling very warm suddenly.

Ginny giggled at the expression on her friend's face. "So, I think I know why you didn't seem to care about my stupid brother and his stupid slut."

Hermione chuckled at the word Ginny used to define Lavender.

"So you like him, eh?"

She snapped out of her reverie, suddenly alert and feeling rather protective. "What? No, of course not. I just.. I respect him as a friend, as a colleague."

"Sure. I'll see you later!" Ginny murmured, waving at her stammering friend and leaving through the portrait hole.

"No, no I can't possibly like him.." She sighed, shaking her head and walking towards the bathroom, lost in thought.
She opened the unlocked door, heading to the sink but then suddenly she felt her face go warm. Was that the water going? Slowly she raised her eyes, tracing Malfoy's every detail with her eyes.
And then she screamed.

He looked up, gaze wandering from the shampoo bottle he was reaching for to the brunette staring at him.

"OhmygoshDracoI'msosorrysososorry!Ididn'tmeanto--" She squealed this time, her face warm, and she ran to the door, closing it gently behind her.

Both their hearts were pounding, and both for different reasons.

His face went warm with embarrasment and he suddenly dreaded being her partner. What if she never saw him the same way again? Oh no, this would ruin his chances. He groaned, slamming his head somewhat gently against the glass of the shower.

She clutched a hand to her chest, her heart beating rapidly. She felt the warmth of her face travel slowly downwards, resting between her navel area to the area between her toned legs. Her eyes closed, and her breath eased slightly until she pictured his stomach, perfect in every way, muscled with an outline, but not to the gross amount, to his biceps, triceps..
Her eyes snapped open before she could imagine anything else.

"What's wrong with me?" They both muttered at the same time, unknowingly.
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Hot damn I'm sorry I haven't updated, I entered school like 2 and a half weeks ago and thats no excuse, I promised, but I didn't like what I'd written so I retried it and I'm terrible but here you go.

Its short, but I promise the next chapter will be longer, and yeah no action, but I want to build a base, I want to build a friendship which will bloom into a romance. :)

Thanks for reading! If you have any suggestions, feel free to tell me.