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"are you gonna drop the bomb on us"

Chapter 4

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The bellboy looked apologetic. "I'm sorry Miss Granger and Mr Malfoy. But we only have one private carriage. Since we're used to only having Mr Malfoy in it. But now Miss Granger has started hiring it. So I'm sorry but for now you 2 will need to share."

Draco and Hermione exchanged nonchalant glances.

"I promise well install a second private carriage by the next holidays so you can go home in separate rooms. I'm very sorry" said the bellboy again. He started loading all of Draco's suitcase into another cupboard. And he locked it and gave Draco the key.

"Now Mr Malfoy, would you like to have lunch" said the bellboy. "Yes that would be good," said Draco sitting down at the lunch table. Hermione turned back to Americas Next Top Model.

When the bellboy had brought Draco his lunch and then left, Draco started to talk to Hermione in the commercial breaks. He talked about the weather and how exited he was to be going back to Hogwarts.

Suddenly, Hermione couldn't take the suspence anymore. "Why are you being to nice to me?" she blurted out.

"Uh… um…" said Draco.

"I thought you hated Muggleborns" she continued.

"Uh… the truth is… I don't really. It's all my parent's influence. I don't hate muggleborns, I never have and I never will."

"But how come you were always so cruel to me?" said Hermione, tears welling in her eyes as she remembered all the horrible things he had said to her in the past.

"Well, it was all part of the act. I used to feel like I had to keep up appearances. But not anymore," Draco said determinedly. "This year I've started a new beginning. I have decided that I don't care about becoming a Death Eater when I grow up like my parents have always wanted. I want to be come an Auror."

"Really?" Hermione was a bit shocked. He was being so honest about it.

"I'm through with Crabbe and Goyle and all those other prejudiced Slytherins. All I want is to be free to do as I wish," said Draco.

"So you've never really hated Muggleborns?" said Hermione.

"no, never. It was all pretend" said Draco earnestly.

"And you don't hate me anymore?" Hermione asked, wiping away her tears.

"You want the truth?" Draco said. Hermione nodded, sniffling. Draco leaned closer. "I've never hated you. I always thought you were so smart and kind. I wanted to be just like you. It never mattered to me that you were Muggleborn. Every time I called you… called you…"

"A mudblood?" Hermione finished, her voice cracking.

"Yeah… everytime I called you that it killed me inside. I hated to see you cry. I hate to see you cry." Draco leaned forward and wiped away a tear that was trickling down Hermione's cheek. She smiled through her veil of tears. "And I promise I will never, ever make you cry ever again."

Hermione exhaled with a deep, shuddering breath. She blinked hard, trying to stop the tears. "Thank you," she said.

A voice came over the intercom. "Attention all passengers. The Hogwarts Express will be arriving in ten minutes. Please make sure you have all your belongings together and gather your bags. I repeat – the Hogwarts Express is arriving in ten minutes."

"Wed better unlock our stuff" said Draco. They got up and tried to put the keys in the locks, but it wouldn't budge. They looked at each other and laughed. They were trying to unlock each other's locks. They swapped places and the cupboards both swung open.

She picked up her cashmere pillow and blanket and took a deep breath. Hermione was going back to the one place she truly felt at home – Hogwarts!

A/N: short chapter I noe… o well, the nxt 1 will be longer. Please please PLEASE review… just move ur mouse over 2 that little blue button and it will make my day! But please offer compliments or constructive crisicm only! Thank u 4 reading!