The Sentence

Chapter two

Hermione was woken up by a ministry owl sending a letter sent by Kingsley's assisant. She rubbed her eyes and stretched her hand out to grab the letter, giving the aging, grey owl a treat. Hermione opened up the ribbon tied to the letter and started to read.

Dear Ms. Hermione Granger,

Hello! It's Kingsley's assistant, Jean, owling you. Kingsley just wanted me to send this letter to you to tell you to meet him at the ministry at six pm sharp! He will be giving you a key to your new apartment, the address to your high school and home, a map of the city, and 80,000 galleons transfered into dollars. He says to 'use it wisely' which means.. please only use it on food, clothes and transportation. He would also like you to apply for a part-time job if you want some extra dollars. Also, do not worry about electricity, water, etc. bills, they've been taken care of. You will be given more information at 6pm today!

Sincerly Jean Katrin

P.S: I'm hoping you have some muggle clothes.

Hermione took a glimpse at Jean's loopy signature and placed the letter on her nightstand. She sighed and wished time would go slower. It was already ten am and she was dreading going to watch over Malfoy. But she wouldn't admit to anyone that she was excited about going to New York. Hermione had never been to New York and she was looking forward to visiting some attractions there.

Hermione got out of bed with a slight push, walked to the washroom, and turned the shower tap on. She took off her baggy pajamas and stepped into the tub, letting the hot water relax her tight muscles. She put some of 'Elizabeth's two in one shampoo and conditioner' in her hair, scrubbing and rinsing. She got out of the shower, dried her hair and body and put on a robe. She pointed her wand at her hair and said, "Straighema!", Her frizzy hair went instantly straight and she smiled at her work, putting her hair in a tight ponytail.

She put on an old Gryffindor shirt that still fit her and some denim jeans that were slighty stained. She looked at the time again and read it was already twelve pm. Her stomach was making grumbling noises so she went to her tiny kitchen and made herself a bowl of cereal. She ate slowly staring at whatever was ahead of her. She heard a loud pop and held her hand over her heart, suprised by the noise of apparation. "Who's here?"

"It's Harry," Hermione heard. "Ron told me about New York and Malfoy."

"Oh, he did, did he?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you and see how you were,"

"Well, I have to go to New York at six pm today. I'm dreading seeing Malfoy again,"

"His wand will be taken away and Kingsley is allowing us to bring our wands! We have to put a repelling spell on it though, just in case Pansy or Draco try to escape with it,"

"I'm worried about the high school though. I took a some classes during the summer but I don't know if it'll be enough to get good grades, Harry!"

"I was thinking about that, too," he said, nodding. "But it's not really important, is it? I mean, we're only going for a year, Herms,"

"I know, but I don't want the teachers' there thinking I'm a total bimbo! I don't like being looked down upon,"

"It'll be alright, Hermione, everybody likes you,"

"Not Malfoy."

Harry didn't respond to that for a few moments before saying, "Pansy doesn't like me, either."

Hermione sighed and nodded. She hadn't asked him about he felt about the whole situation and felt guilty. "Well, what do you think about your task?"

"Well, I've never been to Canada before so It'll be a nice experience I hope, "

"It's very cold, Canada,"

Harry laughed, "So I've heard,"

Hermione chucked, "Yeah,"

The room filled with an awkward tension before Harry said, "I'm going to miss you and Ron."

"I'm going to miss you and Ron, too, Harry," Hermione said sadly, frowning.

"Do you think we'll be allowed to visit eachother? Since Toronto isn't to far away from New York, only a few hours,"

"We'll have to ask Kingsley, I suppose,"

"Well," said Harry, clapping his hands to his thighs. "I promised I would go spend a few hours with Ginny before leaving for Toronto, so I'll see you at six?"

"Of course," Hermione said, giving him a hug.

Harry hugged her back and waved before apparating to the Weasley household. Hermione went back to her room and grabbed a suitcase from the top of her closet. She pulled it to her droors and packed ten muggle jeans and twelve shirts that her mother had boughten her, a few pairs of underwears and socks, and a picture of Ron, Harry and herself, a picture of her mother and her father, and one of her with the whole gryffindor house. She brought the suitcase to her front door and decided to send Ron an owl.

Dear Ron,

Hey, Ron. I was just wondering if you could come over for a little. I'm leaving for New York at six and I really would like to spend some time with you considering I might not be able to see you while I'm finishing my task. I know you're angry with me but please understand that this is very important to me.

Love Hermione

She signed her name at the bottom and sent her letter off with her new owl, Katrina. She decided to read until Ron answered her and grabbed the first book of her bookshelf. It was 'Alice in Wonderland', one of her all time favorites. She read through two chapters before she saw the Weasleys' old owl practicely falling over from the weight of the letter. She felt sad for the bird, as it was slowly coming to it's end. She took the letter and gave him a treat.

Dear Hermione,

I'm still pretty angry with you. I still don't understande how you can just leave the wizarding world for a muggle city! But I'll come over in a few minutes so we can talk.

Love Ron

No signature Hermione noted. She shook her head at Ron's spelling mistake with the word 'understand' and waited for Ron to apparate to her home. Barely four minutes past before she heard the pop of apparation and felt some nerves clogging her throat. "Ron?"

"Yes, it's me, Herms,"

"Hi,"

He stuffed his hands in his pockets, "Hey,"

Hermione looked at the time, two-thirty. She still had around three hours to spend with Ron, so she decided to make the most of it. "I don't want you to be angry with me, but I understand why you are,"

"You should! I mean you're leaving for a year to go live with Malfoy, I don't want you to leave!" he shuddered.

"I'm really sorry, Ron. I don't want to go with Malfoy but you know how important my career is to me!"

"I do," he said, taking a few steps towards her.

Hermione smiled and gave him a small kiss on the cheek and asked, "Would you like some lunch? I'm feeling a bit peckish,"

"No, I ate a few minutes ago,"

"Oh alright," Hermione said, taking some eggs out of the fridge to make scrambled eggs. "You sure?"

"Very."

Hermione was confused by Ron's decision. He usually jumped at the opportunity to eat, but today.. not so much. Which really did confuse Hermione and she didn't like being confused. "You don't seem like yourself today,"

"I'm sorry, Hermione. I'm just wondering why you're doing this task,"

"Ron, you need to stop wondering then. I already told you why and you need to accept that!"

"Well maybe I don't want too!"

"This is MY life, Ron! I MAKE THE DECISIONS!"

He slumped his shoulders in defeat, "I know,"

Hermione sighed and cracked an egg into the frying pan. Watching Ron at the side of her eye, looking ashamed. "Ron, it's okay. I understand, I really do."

"Then why won't you stay?"

Hermione was getting very angry and his persistancy on asking her this. "Stop asking, I already gave you an answer. Accept it, Ron."

"I can't," he said. "AND I WON'T! I TOLD YOU YESTERDAY TO CHOOSE BETWEEN ME OR THAT STUPID BINT MALFOY, BUT I SEE NOW WHO YOU'VE CHOSEN!" he yelled across the room.

"Ron," Hermione said, in a tiny voice. "I told you to not make me choose! And this isn't about Malfoy, well it is, but it's mostly about my job!"

"So your job is more important than me?"

Hermione shook her head and said, "No! Of course not! It's just-"

He shook his head and interrupted her. "I don't know why I even came here," He whispered. "Goodbye, Hermione. I can't be with you if you're going to choose a career over me,"

"Ron," said Hermione, tears threatining to spill. "You're not serious,"

"I'm sorry, Hermione. We're through, I thought I was important to you but obviously," he paused, his voice breaking. "My opnion doesn't matter," and with that he apparated out of her home and her life.

Hermione took hold of the counter to steady herself. Ron was being totally unfair. Ron had only been over for five minutes and she didn't even turn on the stove to cook her eggs before he broke her heart.

"How could you do this to me, Ron?" she whispered as she slid to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

~0~

At nine am the auror guarding Draco shook him awake and told him to get up. Draco finally fell asleep around one am, having a full eight hours of sleep. Draco hadn't had a real good night's sleep since his sixth year at Hogwarts. He was too busy serving the Dark Lord, which he regrets everytime he sees someone who's been affected by Voldermort's deeds.

As much as people thought otherwise, Draco did have a heart. Not much of one, but still. Draco tried to show a mask of indifference at all times, but only few people have seen his weak side. His mother, Blaise Zabini and Harry Potter. Harry Potter wasn't meant to invade Draco's privacy in the Boys' washrooms during sixth year, but he did. And it still sickens Draco to this day.

The auror grabbed Draco's bag for him and apparated to a small office in the ministry. "Who's office?" Draco asked the auror.

"Mine," the auror answered.

Draco finished the small talk with an "Oh." and sat in a seat near the window. Draco sat in that chair and played with his thumbs, examined the room and had a few staring contests with the auror, which he won. Draco took a glance at the time and saw that it was already twelve and he hadn't eaten anything.

"Hey, do you have anything to eat?"

The auror looked up from the book he was reading and asked, "You're hungry?"

"Well, I didn't exactly eat a lot during my time in Azkaban," he drawled, shaking his head at the auror's stupidity.

"Oh right," the auror looked around his room for a piece of food and grabbed two apples he kept on his desk. "Eat these,"

"Thanks," Draco said, taking the apples and eating them in under ten minutes. Another four hours passed with Draco palying with his thumbs, examining other parts of the room and taking a short nap in the uncomfortable chair.

The auror got an owl and read it quickly, Draco watching him. "Alright, Mr. Shacklebot wants us to go to his office, but I don't really feel like walking across the whole ministry so let's apparate again,"

"Okay,"

The auror took hold of Draco's shoulders again and apparated him to Kingsley's gigantic office. "I never got your name," Draco said to the auror.

The auror looked suprised but answered anyway, "Darren,"

Draco nodded as Kingsley walked into the room and waved at Darren but gave Draco a blank look. It was better than the looks of disgust he usually got lately. "Hello Mr. Kofer, I see you've got my letter, I can take care of Mr. Malfoy now. Thank you for watching over him, you did a good job, Goodbye,"

"You're welcome, Mr. Shacklebot," he answered and walked out of the office with a smug smile on his face. He closed the door and Kingsley faced Draco. Draco put on his mask of indifference as Kingsley burned holes into Draco's forehead with his eyes.

"Mr. Malfoy, you'll leave for New York in two hours," He started. He looked down at the bag Draco was carrying. "Let me see what's in your bag, please."

Draco handed the bag to Kingsley slowly with a weird look on his face. Kingsley grabbed it and opened the bag without another word and looked through the possesions in the sack. "Well, I think we have to ask Ms. Granger to buy you new clothes,"

Draco's eyes widened. Did he just say Granger? "Wait, what?"

"Ms. Granger needs to buy you new clothes. Muggles don't wear the same clothes us wizards do and we'd rather not you look suspicious,"

"Granger? You don't mean H-Hermione Granger, right?"

Kingsley narrowed his eyes at Draco and closed the bag. "Yes, I do mean Hermione Granger. Is that a problem?"

"It's just that-"

"I know you both we're not friends but I asked her to supervise and she accepted. So you should be thankful Ms. Granger accepted because if she said no I would have sent you with Mr. Longbottom and I know you didn't like him, either."

Draco nodded and cowered at Kingsley's statement. Maybe Draco looked like a strong figure but in reality he was a slytherin, a coward. He always beat himself up about it but he supposed he wasn't much of a coward considering he served the Dark Lord and became his right-hand man. Plus, he always had a weird sort of respect for Granger as much as he didn't like her and Longbottom was more of a coward than he was.

"You make take a seat, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco took a seat across from him and let his eyes wander and examine his office. Draco still couldn't think about anything but Granger after Kingsley told him Granger was going to be supervising him, even though he hadn't given her a thought after the war. He obviously didn't want to see that stupid little mudblood ever again, but now he has to spend a whole year in her presence. Kingsley handed Draco back his bag and started writing a letter to Hermione to remind her to be at his office in two hours.

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Hermione managed to pull herself together when she saw an owl pecking at her kitchen window. She rubbed her eyes and straightened her shirt, taking a deep breath. She opened the window and let the owl in, giving him a treat. She took the letter and read through it. The letter was from Kingsley telling her that in two hours she was to go to his office and take a portkey to New York.

She ran to her room and looked at the mirror. She looked like a mess. Her hair went back to being frizzy but she just used the spell Ginny gave her again. Her eyes were completely red and puffy and her nose was dripping with snot. She grimaced and threw some cold water on her face but her eyes were still a bit red.

She brushed her teeth and decided to put the repelling spell on her wand. She muttered a spell that made the wand move five feet away from anyone who tried to touch except for it's owner, Professer McGonagoll tought it to her after the war and she was glad that she did. Hermione checked the time and it was already five. She had an hour to herself so she decided to write a letter to Ginny and Ron.

Dear Ginny,

I'm pretty sure someone told you about me going to New York to go supervise Malfoy. Ron wasn't to happy about the idea but Harry was suprisingly calm about it. I'm going to miss you very much, Ginny! Thanks for teaching me that hair straightening trick though. It helps a lot. I just wanted to say goodbye to you, tell your family I will miss all of them.

Love Hermione

Dear Ron,

I'm so sorry, Ron. I know I hurt you and I wish I didn't but please, please, please understand! I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Ron. I love you. Please, forgive me. I'm going to New York in an hour and I just wanted to send you this letter. I hope you grow to understand my decision to go do this task.

Love Hermione

She sent her owl out again to deliver the messages and continued to read 'Alice in Wonderland' from where she left off. She recieved two letters by the time it was five fourty-five. She decided to read them when she got to New York and packed them in her luggage. She apparated to the ministry fifteen minutes early and took the elevator up to the top floor, Kingsley's office. She knocked twice on the door and waited for Kingsley to answer.

"Ms. Granger!" Kingsley said. "You're early,"

"Sorry," she muttered. She saw Malfoy looking at her from inside the room and stiffened.

"Come in, Ms. Granger. Please, take a seat beside Malfoy,"

Hermione's feet felt like boulders as she walked to take a seat beside Malfoy. She never laid her eyes on him but he kept staring at her with disgust. She looked different he noted. Her hair wasn't was wild as it was the last time he saw her and she was wearing the faintest hint of lip gloss on her full lips. She looked like she had just been crying. I wonder why, Draco thought but quickly told himself he didn't care.

"Well, I've got the portkey and you both can apparate to Manhattan now if you like?"

"Okay." Hermione said to Kingsley. He put a blue hat that had red sequins strewn on random places. Hermione looked at it hesitantly and said, "Goodbye Kingsley."

"Goodbye Ms. Granger!" He said with a smile. Hermione and Draco both put their hands on the blue hat while Kingsley waved at them. They apparated from his office and he sat down at his desk, hoping that nothing wrong would happen while they were in New York. He heard a knock at the door and in came a scowling Pansy Parkinson with her auror.

"Ms. Parkinson, Hello. Mr. Potter should be here soon."

~0~

Draco and Hermione landed outside a tall apartment. It was built with dark-brown bricks and the window panes around the apartment was painted with white paint that was slowly chipping off. Hermione took a glance at Draco and saw that he was looking straight ahead into nothingness. Hermione sighed and walked up to the lobby door of the apartment, she took the key that Kingsley gave her out of her pocket and opened up the door. She didn't know if Draco was following her but she didn't turn around to check.

She walked to the elevator and pressed the up button. She heard Draco's footsteps coming from behind and pressed the up button again and again, praying for it to go faster. The elevator finally opened and Draco had a suprised look on his face. What a weird machine. Hermione stepped in and Draco stepped in after her going to the corner farthest from her. She took the paper that had the address on it and pressed 6 on the little buttons with numbers on them. Draco looked curiously at them and felt the machine move. He gripped on the handles in the elevator and started looking frantically around the room. Hermione looked at him from the corner of her eye and had an amused expression on her face.

The elevator came to a halt and the door opened leading to a hallway full of doors. Draco guessed other people lived in these doors. He followed Hermione from far away and she took a glance at the paper again. She walked up to a door made out of ebony wood labeled '605' and opened it up with the key. Draco heard Hermione gasped and walked faster to the door.

"Oh dear Merlin." Hermione said as she walked into the living room of their apartment.

The apartment was already furnished like Hermione guessed it was going to be. The door first led Hermione to a large, square-shaped room with two leather couches on opposite walls. Beside the couches was a plasma TV that was resting under a slim table with two colums. One with a dvd player and the other filled with dvds. On the right and left of the TV were two windows. In between the two couches was a glass table that had a laptop resting on it.

Hermione saw an opening where a door could be on the left wall beside one of the couches. She walked to it and smiled. It was a kitchen. The stove, fridge and microwave all looked very upper-class and modern. The counterrs were made out of marble. She opened the fridge to see some food that could last them a few days and noted that she had to go grocery shopping soon. In the middle of the big kitchen was a square-shaped table that four people could sit at.

She left the kitchen to another opening and walked into a hallway. The hallway was dark and her hands searched for a lightswitch. It finally did and she flicked it on. The doors were made out of ebony wood just like the front door and the doorknobs had a very victorian era look. She went to the first door on the left and opened it. The walls were painted a dark shade of green and the bed in the middle of the room had green and black bedsheets, the two pillowcases were lighter shades of green. Beside the bed was a nightstand was a lamp, two books and a clock that read '6:15'. Hermione knew this was Draco's room. Two doors were in his room and she opened one of them. It was just a big closet that any women would dream of. It had no clothes in it but it could fit all of the clothes in his bag and maybe some more. She walked out of the closet and into the other door in his room.

She opened the door and gasped again. It was a washroom. It had a bathtub that looked like a hotub and it was caved into the floor. That could fit the whole gryffindor house, Hermione thought. The floor was made out of hard brown marble and so was the counter that held the sink. The sink looked like a bowl. It wasn't caved into the counter like normal sinks were, it looked like a bowl. The tap was connected to the counter and the handles to turn it hot or cold were behind the bowl-shaped sink. The mirror was oval-shaped. Hermione turned to the toliet and saw that there was no handle to flush it, there was a black screen. She swiped her index finger against it and saw the toilet flush. Hermione was impressed but she thought it was a bit much, considering this was supposed to be a punishment for Draco.

She nodded and left Draco's room. She went to the door opposite of his room and instantly knew this was her room. Everything was the same as Draco's room. The bathroom, the closet, the furniture. Except the bedsheets were red and yellow and the pillowcases were striped with red and yellow. On top of her bed, she noticed was a cellphone and a credit card. She grabbed the phone and realized it was an iPhone. She knew how to work one so she decided to play with it later. She didn't have a wallet for her credit card and she didn't want to lose it so she decided to go buy one later that evening.

She opened the door beside her room and saw a closet filled with cleaning supplies. Hermione didn't need them really, considering she brought her wand with her. But she supposed if anyone came over they wouldn't wonder where she kept their cleaning supplies, if anyone really ever did that. She went to the room beside Draco's and it was another washroom for guests, she supposed. It was a bit bigger than the one in her room.

She realized Draco never came into the hallway and saw his room and she wondered where he was. She silently walked into the large living room again and saw Draco sitting in front of the TV with a look of fascination on his face. It was on a news channel and the lady on the screen was reporting about a shooting in Brooklyn. Draco looked behind him and saw Hermione. He scowled at her and pressed the power button on the TV. He probably learned how to turn it on and off, she guessed. There was an awkward silence. Both of them were just staring daggers at eachother. Finally Hermione broke the silence.

"Look, Malfoy, I'd rather not fight while we're here," she started. "So can we agree not to fight while we're here?"

Draco cocked his head to the side and put a thoughtful expression on his face. A second later he said, "No. Just don't talk to me. I'll go to the stupid school with you and all that bullshit but I'm not going to be friends with you."

Hermione sighed, "I didn't ask to be friends, I asked if we could be civil with eachother."

Draco rolled his eyes, "Just don't talk to me and we'll have a fine year in this dump."

Hermione scowled at him and muttered 'fine'. She walked into her room and slammed the door, she needed to change into muggle clothes. She remembered that she was going to go buy a wallet. Draco's stomach was rumbling. He hadn't eaten anything since those apples and that can only satisfy a man for an two hours or so. He didn't feel like asking Hermione for something to eat so he decided to find something to eat by himself. He normally had everything handed to him, including his food, without doing anything by himself. At his manor, the houselves gave him food. At Hogwarts, the food appeared right in front of him. He didn't know how to do it himself. He walked into the kitchen and saw bananas on the counter and he grabbed one. He walked to the fridge and took out a milk jug. He grabbed a glass and filled it. He sat at the table in the kitchen and ate in silence.

Meanwhile, Hermione was getting dressed. She put all of her muggle clothes into the closet except for a red, short-sleeved shirt and blue denim jeans. She changed into the outfit and left her room. It was still the middle of august and school didn't start until september, so she didn't need a sweater, it was hot outside. She had a pair of blue converse that she brought with her. Her dad had bought it for her last birthday and she hadn't worn them. She passed Draco while he was eating and didn't glance his way. She put on her converse and smiled because they fit her. She opened the door and was about to leave when she heard Draco say, "Where are you going?"

Hermione smirked. She heard fear in his voice. He was scared of being left alone in the muggle world. How high and mighty you look now, Malfoy. "I'm going to a convience store to by a cheap wallet for my credit card."

Draco didn't know what a convience store was or what a credit card was but he just shook his head. "Um, okay. But I don't want to be in this apartment alone, Granger. I don't know how anything muggle works and I'm starving!"

"Malfoy, calm down. Just stay here and I'll get you some food," Hermione said. She looked down at his outfit and smiled. "Plus, in the muggle world people don't wear what you're wearing, Malfoy. So if you want to make a fool of yourself then come with me and we can go buy you some new clothes. It's only 6:45, I think."

Draco didn't know what to do. He didn't want to look like a fool but he didn't want to stay in this apartment. He was ashamed at how stupid he looked in front of this lowly mudblood. He decided to go with her because he wanted some new clothes. The cloaks he had were stained and dusty. "Fine, I'll go with you. I need new clothes, anyway."

Hermione nodded and was suprised he wanted to go with a 'mudblood', but she didn't ask him about it. She locked the door and put her key in her left pocket but kept her credit card in her hand. She had heard some things about New York and a lot of them weren't that great.

Conviently, Hermione and Draco didn't live to far from some shops and restaurants. Hermione walked into a Abercrombie & fitch with Draco following closely behind. Some girls giggled at Draco's outfit but he just scowled at them. Hermione walked to the mens' shirt section.

"Um, Malfoy, choose a shirt. I know teenagers these days wear a lot of Abercrombie and stuff like that so just choose a shirt your size."

Draco nodded and grabbed a green plaid shirt, blue plain shirt with 'A&F' plastered onto the breastpocket, another blue plaid shirt and a shirt striped with green and black. Hermione chuckled.

"I don't know if they're your size but they look like they could fit you. Get some jeans, too." Hermione said, pointing to a mens' pants section.

He nodded and kept his head low. She went to the section with Draco following closely behind. He chose five pairs of different shaded jeans that were the same size. She gestured for him to follow her to a fitting room and he did. The women at the fitting rooms gave Draco an odd look and pointed for him to go to a door labled '8'. He did and walked into the fitting room. By the time he was done trying all them on, it was 7:15. He walked out of the room with his cloak back on and carrying all the shirts and pants.

"Did they fit you?" Hermione asked him when he walked to her, ignoring all the looks he got from other customers.

"Yep." he answered her, handing her the clothes to purchase them. She took them to the counter and got the price, $90.

"Dear Merlin." she said, handing the man working behing the counter her credit card. He swiped her card and gave it back to her.

"Would you like a bag?" the man asked her.

"Yes, please." she answered him.

He took out a bag and placed all the clothes in them. He gave them to her and smiled. She returned the smile and walked out of the store, followed by Malfoy. Hermione remembered that Draco was hungry and walked to the nearest McDonalds. She asked Malfoy to carry the bag and he scowled and swiped it from her grasp. She ordered two big mac meals and two cokes to go and got her order. She left the Mcdonalds and decided to buy her wallet tomorrow. "Malfoy, we'll get you more clothes tomorrow. Alright?" He muttered an 'okay' to her. They both didn't talk to eachother while they walked to their new apartment. She unlocked the door with one hand and put both of their big mac meals on the kitchen table.

"Malfoy, you should put your new clothes in your room."

"Um, where's my room?"

"Down the hallway, first door on the left."

He nodded and walked to his room. Granger was different than before. She didn't have venom in her voice when she talked to him. And her hair actually looked nice on her. Wait, he didn't just say that. He turned on the light and saw some black thing on his bed. He picked it up and pressed the button on the bottom. The thing lit up and he wanted to ask Granger what it was but decided he lost most of his dignity today and he didn't want to lose any more of it by asking the mudblood how to work things. God, he hated not knowing anything. It pissed him off.

Draco walked back to the kitchen and saw Hermione put some sort of round sandwich in her mouth. He took his food out of the paper bag and saw the sandwich thing. He put it in his mouth while sitting down at the table and chewed. Hermione watched his face with change from indifference to happiness.

"Dear Salazar, this is delicious."

"I know."

Draco ate the whole big mac in less than fifteen minutes and asked Hermione, "What type of sandwich was that?"

Hermione laughed at his question and said, "It's not a sandwich, Malfoy. It's a hamburger."

"Oh."

Hermione finished off her hamburger and said, "I'm going to sleep now. Night ferret."

"Night mudblood. Please let the bedbugs bite."

She rolled her eyes and walked to her room, slamming the door again. He threw his bag out and walked to his room. He took off his cloak, throwing it into a laundry basket beside his nightstand. He was left with only his boxers and jumped into his bed, instantly falling asleep.

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Disclaimer: My name is not J.K Rowling.

A/N: This chapter is pretty long, I mean I never write this much! But I spent the week writing it and added some stuff during that time. I'm not sure if Draco and Hermione are being very O.C.C but if they are please tell me! I'm still thinking of characters to add, ex. Neighbours, Classmates for school. So, if you have any ideas please feel free to tell me them. Anyways, I'm going to go think of some new ideas for Chapter three. ;) So please READ AND REVIEW! Reviewing will get me more motivation to write!