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Draco who had been in the middle of pulling a book out of his trunk, froze with his hand hovering over the trunk's catch. The sudden appearance of Granger caught him completely off guard. Damn, he thought angrily, quickly regaining his composure. He had planned on avoiding her completely, the memories from a week ago far to fresh in his mind to make him properly ready to face her. He hadn't taken into account the possibility that she would be a head along with him, and the fact that she was, threw him and his plans entirely off kilter.

'Mione stood in the doorway, not trusting her feet to carry her steadily forward. He's Head Boy! What the hell am I supposed to do now? Her thoughts took a chaotic turn, losing all order and logic. It quite suddenly dawned on her that she had no idea what to do. Follow his lead. Her smooth reckless side cooed, the idea instantly calming her.

Malfoy fighting off the mess of emotions tangling his thoughts, brought himself together and took a deep breathe. Time for plan B.

Hermione studied Malfoy carefully, looking for a hint to how he was going to approach the time they had spent together in the club. Her heart strained within her chest, a veil of sadness settling itself over her shoulders. If it had been any one else, anyone. She silently pleaded with no one in particular.

Theloud shluck of the sliding compartment door made its occupants jump. There in the door Hermione had only just vacated stood Malfoy's mindless lackeys Crabbe and Goyle. They both, rather clumsily Hermione noted, forced their way into the small compartment. Once they had noted Hermione's presence they both turned and stared expectantly at Malfoy as if… waiting for something.

I really do not want to do this. Draco's thoughts rebelled as he watched Hermione struggle with the task of placing her trunk in the compartment above her seat. Draco's storm-grey eyes flitted from Hermione to Crabbe and Goyle staring dumbly at him, and then they rested back on Hermione. Inwardly he steeled himself to do what he knew he had to.

Hermione let out a deep sigh after finally getting her stubborn trunk into its proper place. Brushing the back of her hand across her forehead 'Mione moved to turn around but stopped abruptly as she felt the rounded tip of a wand push slightly into her throat. A gasp escaped from her lips when she saw it was Draco holding the wand. What the hell…

"I think you should leave now Mudblood" Malfoy stated, a stone-cold smirk plastered on his face, behind him Crabbe and Goyle were smiling smugly, happy their leader had decided to rid them of the know it all mudblood. Although the hunger in Goyle's eyes as he looked at Granger did not escape Malfoy or Hemione's notice and neither were very pleased with it.

"Well are you leaving? Or am I going to have to show you the door?" Malfoy continued, increasing the pressure of his wand on her neck. Damn it 1 really do not want to do this. He thoughts as he saw fear flash momentarily in her gorgeous coffee-brown eyes, only to be replaced by defiance and anger.

So this is how we're going to deal with it. We're going to make each other's lives a living hell. The new Hermione would not stand for this. And even though she wanted nothing more than to turn and run through the door opposite her she stood her ground. "No Malfoy I don't think I will." She answered in defiance. In an instant her wand was at his throat as well.

God she looks hot when she's angry. Draco's thoughts rebelled once again. The playful anger in her eyes seemed to drive him insane. How could she do this to him? How could he like her so much? They'd hated one another for years, that kind of hate doesn't just vanish over night does it? His thoughts were pushed into a chaotic spin once again. His upbringing pitted against what he was feeling for Granger.

Hermione saw something foreign flicker in Malfoy's eyes, but whatever it had been was quickly covered up in Draco's masterful façade. Slowly each of them took small steps sideways traveling in a small circle, neither letting their wands drop an inch. Crabbe and Goyle were both sitting, mouth's agape, at the mudblood's uncharacteristic reaction, both too stunned to do anything at the moment.

"Crabbe, Goyle, leave us." Malfoy snapped at his two blundering, idiot henchmen. He watched as they quickly made their way out of the compartment with satisfied smirks on their faces. Both obviously thought that Draco didn't want witnesses for the horrors he planned to bestow on the annoying mudblood. Hah if only they knew. Draco laughed inwardly.

After they had left Hermione spoke. "So this is how the rest of the year is going to be? We are going to try and strangle one another everytime we see each other?" Their steps never stopped but both had dropped their wands abruptly when the compartment door shut.

"Well Granger have you got a better idea?" Malfoy smirked reminding Hermione of a predator toying with its pray before going in for the kill. But he wasn't the predator anymore, she was.

"Actually Malfoy I do." Hermione let a wicked grin slip onto her face.

"Really and what would that be?" Draco answered back coldly. He wasn't about to let Granger see how much this new attitude of hers unnerved him.

"Well Malfoy I was thinking along the lines of you giving up your position as head boy, dropping out of school, and hopefully taking Pansy with you." Hermione's grin only grew as she saw Draco shudder ever so slightly at the mention of Pansy. It seems she had just found a sore spot.

"Now, now Granger, I couldn't do that. Who would you dance with? That loser Weasel?" Malfoy taunted.

Hermione's wand was back at Malfoy's throat in seconds, Draco, seeing her actions brought his back to its menacing resting spot at 'Mione's neck.

God he's gorgeous. Hermione's thoughts echoed as her eyes snagged on his thunderstorm-grey ones.

Damn she's amazing. Draco's mind wandered from their argument, feeling himself getting lost in her eyes.

Both had been to busy arguing to notice that their circular motion had brought them much closer together. Now they were staring one another down shoulder-to-shoulder.

Draco, finally was unable to quell the desire he'd had since the moment he'd seen her as she walked through their compartment door. His wand fell to the floor with a clatter and his hands found her face. His lips were planted firmly on her's, tasting the sweet relief they had to offer. Soon Hermione's wand too was on the floor, her now free hands snaking their way around his neck, playing with his platinum blonde hair.

All the pent up feelings the two teens had harbored and festered within themselves for one another, were poured into their kiss. A reckless display of emotion when any of the teachers, Gryffindors or Slytherins could walk in at any moment. But all common sense left them as the kiss became more frenzied, as if the couple was afraid the world was ending. And perhaps in a sense it was.

Just then a loud stomping could be heard in the train's corridor and two shadows stopped outside the head's door. Draco and Hermione wrenched apart immediately. Neither wanting their time together to end so soon.

Harry and Ron Burst through the door seconds later, their breathing labored as if they had run all the way from the end of the train. "Hermione – are- you – alright?" Harry asked between breathes.

"Yes Harry of course I am why?" Hemione answered, slightly startled by the question.

"Well we just heard Malfoy made head boy and we thought we'd better check up on you." Harry answered still panting slightly, Ron behind him, clutching a cramp in his left side.

"Aww how sweet Potty and Weasel came to save the mudblood from the big bad Slytherin." Draco spoke, his voice stone cold once again, "Don't you think Granger can take care of herself?"

"You know as much as I hate to admit it, Malfoy's right I can most certainly protect myself from the ferret over there. You have nothing to worry about." Hermione answered curtly. A swell of anger evident in her voice.

"Alright 'Mione just making sure this bastard didn't try anything." Ron glared at Malfoy, looking like he was ready to kill him any moment now.

"Why don't you guys go back to your compartment? I'll be there in just a moment and we can catch up ok?" Hermione asked cautiously.

"Alright 'Mione seeya in a few then." Harry answered hesitantly as he and Ron turned and walked out the door into the corridor.

"Well Malfoy." "Mione started, turning around to face Draco she stared him straight in the eye, "For obvious reasons this is not going to work."

"What ever are you talking about Granger?" Draco asked with mock innocence.

"You know very well what." Hermione snapped, she did not like this conversation and wanted to forget about it and Malfoy as soon as possible. Is that even possible anymore? Could I really forget him? Hermione brushed the question aside, not wanting to linger on those thoughts. Ones which so easily make her long built up hatred for Malfoy crumble, a thought which scared her.

"Yes I do Granger and I'd like to put it behind us just as much as you would." Malfoy replied sharply, afraid that if he did not answer quickly enough he might slip up and say exactly what he was truly feeling, which just happened to be the exact opposite of what he was saying.

"Alright Malfoy then it's settled we go back to your idea of trying to strangle one another every chance we get." Hermione stuck out her hand for them to shake on it and Draco took it.

After pulling her hand from his Hermione turned on her heel and left their compartment. She had to get away from him. Distract herself. Or she would lose all of her resolve and most likely find herself in his arms again only to be another of his short-lived interests.

Draco watched her go his eyes following her every move. Damn this is going to be hard.

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