I do not own any of these characters or anything that might seem similar to J.K Rowling. If something in the story seems similar or familiar to the actual story plot well that's probably because it is but I just happened to throw the two main characters into a different situation so that idea I do take credit for. Sadly everything else, well I'm not that talented.

Sorry for the wait been busy lately but I hope not every one forgot about this story. If you recall I said things will be getting a little physical lol. I apologise if some people are turned out by the language, I just thought with everything they're both going through the pg-13 wouldn't do, anyway enjoy kiddies. P.S sorry it's short but promise it will get longer, I just really wanted to get something loaded.

Previously

"Harry's is not weak!"

"Please he's a nancy-boy"

"Why because he has other emotions then arrogance and hate or because he's not afraid to be vulnerable with his loved ones. Not being cold hearted and having feelings is not being weak its only being human. That's the difference between you and him amongst other things but that is what makes him a better wizard and a better man than you, because he cares unlike you who doesn't care for anythi-"

"Shut your filthy mouth you mudblood bitch!"

Hermione was taken back by Malfoy's outburst and she could tell the expression she wore on her face told him that. she knew he was angry and that 'Harry comment' struck a nerve but that didn't mean his insult hurt any less even when she expected it. Composing her wounded face she glared back at his hateful stare with her own intensity and shoved away from her seat. with silence dragging on her loss for words didn't make her retort come any faster but she didn't care to have a comeback. All she wanted was to leave this room and be far from him as physically possible. leaving the room without even giving him a backward glance Hermione pushed the kitchen door open with uneccessary force causing it to swing back hard against the door making a loud crack sound.

The way Granger had the nerve to speak to him was unacceptable, it could not and would not be ignored, his ego wouldn't stand for it. Even if he disliked being one recently he was still a Malfoy and Malfoy's do not get spoken to like that and especially by a dirty, disgusting mudblood like her. Refusing to let her think this was over he wanted to shut her up for good, make her second think before opening that fat mouth of hers. Though he couldn't harm her it did not mean he couldn't remind her, a mudbloods place.

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In the doorway on the third floor he peered his head in the room examining for any sign of a presence. After the verbal scuffle with Granger he headed to give her another lashing with his tongue when hearing a loud skidding noises from above. He knew this place didn't have house elf's mainly because it would defeat the purpose of this place being discrete. Though Draco knew very little of this little resort he did know this place was another form of a safe house. It wasn't like the ones that were shelters to other wizards and witches in need, this fortress was more secluded for the endangered and guarded by the best magic that consisted of some dark magic.

Recognizing the purpose of the room Draco enter the library searching the room for the source of noise and when seeing the sight before him he couldn't help but feel all the previous anger and frustration return at once. Across the other side of the room stood a metal ladder and at the top of that ladder was a very predictable witch whose nose was unsurprisingly stuck between a book. Taking in the scene Draco knew just what the source of the ruckus was; Granger dragging that stupid ladder around to get to the very top shelf that she was now standing at. Not forgetting the before scene and the scheme planned before coming up to the third floor Draco watched in silence like a predator waiting for its prey as she climbed down the ladder with three books in her grasp.

Still unaware of another presence Hermione stood with her back to Draco while going over one of the books she brought down, nor was she aware that he was now standing behind her. Too engross in the material before her eyes she could not help but to let out an embarrassing yelp when the book she held in front of her was snatched from her grip. Turning around with her breath stuck in her throat she stumbled back when seeing a familiar face hovering over her.

Hermione Granger was not scared of Draco Malfoy but what did scare her was the proximity of their closeness. There was no need to ever be that close not when all she was seeking was space from the Slytherin. Feeling already indignant with his presence and the very sight of his face she felt a new annoyance from him snatching things that were not his from her hands.

Not waiting for her to speak, Draco continued with his plan. Knowing he had to find the right moment to put the witch in her place because he knew he couldn't just scream and threaten her right off the back. Well he could but, then that would just show that she had gotten to him and Draco would not allow her to think such a thing so he went with starting another argument and then reminding her just who the hell he was.

"Typical Granger, you haven't even spent an entire day in this place and already you found the library, pathetic really." he drawled holding the book in front of her face, within her reach but she refused to response with an answer and to play his little game.

Acknowledging her refusal to play along Draco wasn't surprised, he knew she was a little tougher to crack unlike Scar head and Weasel who would've been the ones to start the name calling and put downs by now so he continued. "Your precious books aren't going to save you." With this last comment Draco knew he didn't make it clear if he was referring to you know who or himself that she needed saving from and that thought made the thin line that were his lips turn up.

Rolling her eyes at Draco's signature smirk Hermione placed one hand her on her hip and glared at the platinum blond with one arched brow, don't give in, you know what he's doing, be the bigger person.

Irritated with her little stance the young wizard decided enough for child's play and went for the kill "You know Mudblood, I honestly don't know why it took the Dark Lord this long to try and kill you, if it were me you would've been dead a long time ago but I guess you get really good protection when you're 'the boy wonder's'...whore" He said in a emotionless voice as he offered the book back with an extended hand to the fuming witch in front of him who surprisingly dropped the books and clenched her tiny feminine fist.

"Screw you Malfoy!" Hermione shouted with red cheeks, flaring nostrils and nearly black eyes.

Finally getting the reaction he sought Draco kept the book offered as he took a step toward her. That's right mudblood, play right into my hand, "Rather not. Don't want to catch anything"

"Piss off" She growled, fearing more of what she would to do to him if remaining to stay so near to the prat then worrying what the blond Slytherin's plan was for trying to get close.

Suppressing a laugh from hearing that pitiable attempt of her voice sounding dangerous and in the moment he noticed something about the so called bright witch. Draco smiled an actual genuine smile for what he saw gave him the security to take another step forward bringing the two more then arm reach of each other. "No" he said challenging her Gryffindor bravery.

"Get out of my face, you promised Harry you wouldn't touch me" She snapped feeling her jaw lock and her teeth begin to grind together, she refused to be the one to back down form their stand off. So help me Malfoy.

"Lets get somethings straight, I didn't promise anything to anyone mudblood, the deal was I couldn't harm you it didn't say anything about touching and two I'm not touching you Granger I'm just enjoying the library just like you"

"I swear to Merlin if you don't get your ugly mug out of my face in three seconds you're going to wish you did"

"Are you making a threat Granger?" Draco said with a laugh. "You know I don't think you're in the right predicament to be making threats not when you're without your wand" Draco retorted gesturing to the table by the shelf on the opposite side of room where her wand laid.

Please, he honestly thinks I'm scared of him, what a git "I don't need a wand to handle you Malfoy"

"Oh, yeah, prove it then, handle me Granger" he mocked tossing the book to the floor with the others and closing the gap between them now chest to lower chest as he lowered his face closer to her level.

"Cut it out Malfoy, this isn't funny" complained Hermione turning her face and stepping back. Be the bigger person, be the bigger person.

"No you said you can handle me, so do it" he refused mirroring her move with another step forward canceling the distance.

Bigger person, bigger person, bigger-fuck it."No, stop being a prat!" shouted Hermione shoving against his chest but to no prevail did he budged, he just seemed to be leaning more of his weight forward. Son of a bitch he's heavy.

"You stop being a cunt!" snapped Malfoy feeling triumph when seeing Hermione freeze in shock.

The nerve in her right eye twitched as she felt the blood pumping through her veins ignite with flames causing the back of her neck to feel ablaze along with the apples of her cheeks and black little spots to come into view of her site. Hermione moved with the unknown agility of a snake without a second thought she attacked. Bringing her small hand to his face, making a loud smacking noise as it connected to his forehead she pushed his head back catching him by surprise and interfering with his balance. Seeing her opening she reached out her other hand and flicked him hard in his Adam's apple on his exposed throat causing a gurgling sound to come from his mouth. Retreating fast Hermione stepped out from his reach watching as he grabbed his throat with a loud shriek

"Son of a bitch!" Draco yelped in a high pitched voice with his eyes shut

The only thought able to form in Draco's head was 'What the hell!' as he rubbed the stinging in his throat. All he remembered was her pushing his face and then feeling a sharp pain in the thyroid cartilage at the front of his neck causing the air get caught which is why he was gasping for air at the moment. He glared at the small opponent who was now standing behind the sofa in a hostile posture glaring back at him.

"You deserved it!" she hissed

"What did you do?" he asked stalking toward her while continuing to rub his throat in circular motions

"Just be glad it was a flick and not a punch" retorted Hermione balling her tiny hand into a fist showing him her weapon. Forget being the bigger person, I'd do it again and again...hah, if Harry and Ron could have heard him scream.

"You are completely mental woman!" shouted Malfoy continuing to approach her in an stealthy action, he felt his own body began to shake with rage, how dare she put her dirty fucking hands on me.

"Well you're a pompous arse" she shouted back taking steps forward meeting him in the middle. She no longer carried any rational thoughts of Malfoy being a male and having twice the strength compared to her and not to mention the size of him but this was one of those moments when her Gryffindor bravery stepped in ruling out any rational judgment.

"Shut your fat mout—" He shouted with balled, white knuckled fist but was cut off by a horrible screech that was like nails on a chalk board. It was a ear piercing, head splitting gut wrenching sound.

Both jumping at the awful shrill, Hermione covered her ears and quickly faced the door turning her back to Malfoy who was starring intently at the doors as well. When the awful sound finally came to an end, an audible galloping noise echoed louder and louder from outside the room as it seemed to get closer. "What is that?" Hermione asked out loud once her brain restarted, bringing Draco back from his own frozen state.

Hearing Granger's question, he didn't know the answer but knew whatever the hell that was he wasn't planning on sticking around like Granger attended to do and find out. Standing rigid as if listening closely to the steps, with her head tilted she had an expression of concentration on her face as Malfoy turned his attention toward the room. Looking around the room intently his grey eyes searched for a way out and like lights from the heavens shinning down which was actually just the gleam from the sun seeping through the window it highlighted the plain wooden door. Taking this as a sign Malfoy didn't second think the opportunity and grasped Granger slim arm in reach. Not waiting for a protest or to get sight of the approaching enemy Draco moved fast putting his quidditch reflexes to a purpose.