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She was mad. Mad like her hair was frizzing even worse, and her eyes was shooting lights. How could he even try to come back and tell her he's sorry!? She grunted. Men, they were such a hassle. She plunked down on her bed, book in hand and started to read.

After 30 minutes, she gave up; no focus on the book, Draco's face kept popping up in her head. Why, why, WHY, did he have to act like that? She was so angry. She threw her book on the ground beside her bed, letting herself plunk back in the soft pillows that surronded her.

Seh thought things over. He did seem sorry, but that was no excuse to behave as such. She sighed deeply, and pulled herself out of bed, straightening her hair as she walked out of the door of her room. She stopped.

Draco Malfoy sat in a wooden chair, his hair ruffled and his hands infront of his face. He looked so small, and so sad, she couldn't help but to go a little closer. When she walked towards him, she heard him mutter to him self. She stopped again. "Stupid, stupid, stupid stupid!" she heard him repeat over and over. "What's so stupid, besides you, Malfoy?" She asked, a hard edge creeping into her voice.

"Nothing. That's what i mean; i'm the stupid one. I'm a git." He said, his voice deflated from sorrow. She was suprised. Draco Malfoy, sad? Admitting he was wrong?

She sat down in a chair on his left side, crossing her arms and legs tight.

"Well, it's good i'm not the only one who sees it, then." She said.

He didn't answer, just burried his head deeper into his palms. She wanted to stroke his hair. She shook of the feeling, turning a little more towards him.

"my father wrote me a week ago." He told her after a few minutes of silence, his voice muffled by his hands. She just rose her eyebrows, asking silently about it.

"He.. He wants me to continue what The dark Lord started. He says it's only right that pure-bloods should be the only one in the wizarding world." He told her.

"Well, is that why you've been such a moron to me? To try to kill me, because of your father?" She said, her voice as ice.

"no. I told him to bugger off. But, a few slytherins had seen the letter, and i had to act it up towards them. And i am deeply sorry, Hermione." He stated, looking at her; the grey meeting the brown. She gasped.

"Well, then. Good to know you don't want to kill me." She said coldly. He looked at her again.

"please, Hermione, i've done nothing wrong." she was shocked. "You've done nothing wrong!? how about treating me as dirt? that's wrong." She snapped. "i will not stand for this, i am not a.. I am not one of those girls who takes it all and sstill smile." She finished, standing up. "i'm sorry, Hermione, and when ever you feel like it come back and talk to me.. Please." He said to her back, as she retreated to her bedroom.

There was a ten minute wait, and then she stormed out of her room again. "Don't ever do it again, or i will hex you." She said. He smiled, and walked up to her again, slowly. "thank you." He told her, hugging her tightly.

She stiffened, but relaxed and hugged him back, leaning into him, taking in the smell of him; musky and manly.

He smiled into her hair, as it tickled his nose, feeling her body curve with him. He tightened his grip.

Well, then, i am actually very happy about this chapter! I know it feels a tad rushed, but i want it to come together in a special way. It's important to me that this story turns good, this is my baby - it's my dream.

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