A/N Sorry I have not updated for AGES but i have been busy packing my room up, for those who know how Chaotic moving house is, thank you for understanding. I shall not have the internet for a while therefor this chapter is as long as I could make it and I hope to update soon, possibly two weeks.

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Hermione was running down the corridors, her heart hammering against her chest and flushed cheeks, she was going to be late for class again...

"Ah Miss Granger, so good of you to join us." Snape drawled as she flushed a crimson colour and took her seat at the back.

"Sorry sir." she mumbled

"That will be four hundred points from Gryffindor, if there is a next time it will be double," he warned, his dark beetle eyes glaring at her until he began to write the potion ingredients on the black board.

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"Miss Granger will you pay attention?' McGonagall bellowed at her as if she were a naughty three year old.

"I am," Hermione replied weakly.

"Good, so what is the incantation for the mouse to teapot transfiguration?"

Hermione opened her mouth to awnser when her mind suddenly became very blank, "Ummm..."

"No homework for you Miss Granger," she said and dismissed the class

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"I hate you 'Mione! I thought I loved you but now I can see who you really are, I can't believe how stupid I was!" Ron Weasley stood in front of the Gryffindor who was crying softly.

"I don't understand, what have I done wrong?"

Ron looked at her clearly disgusted "What have you done? You went and shagged Draco Malfoy is what you did!" he yelled, "I just can't believe you," he said shaking his head. "But you can count on one thing, I am not your best friend and I do not want anything to do with you. ever." he shouted at her and walked off.

Harry was standing behind Ron, his eyes were a swirling mixture of hate, puzzlement and sympathy. Ron was his best friend and so was Hermione, but she had done something that was totally unforgivable. Therefore, he walked away from her with the fuming Weasley.

"I didn't! Ron! Ron please!" she called after them.

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Her chest was aching as she ran down the corridors, tears flooding her vision and not really knowing where she was going, until a figure pulled her into a cluttered closet and looked at her with bright blue and grey eyes as he held her by the shoulders.

"Get off me!" she sobbed

"I can't Hermione," he replied.

"You can and you will, I don't love you Malfoy, ive lost my best friends!" she yelled hopelessly struggling against his grip.

"So what we did was just for show?" he asked

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"No..." she whispered defeatidly and let him pull her into a kiss.

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Hermione sat up abruptly in her bed to find it was still dark outside, her head was spinning and tears were still fresh on her cheeks. It had all felt so real... she was late for class, lost house points and no homework! What had she done with Malfoy? Surely, she didn't...

She flipped her legs over the edge of the bed sleepily and padded into the bathroom where she stepped into a hot shower, ridding her of that strange dream.

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"Ah mudblood, I've been waiting for you," Malfoy drawled as she walked past him then felt his hand tight around her arm.

"Let me go." she growled even though inside she was relieved that her dream wasn't real.

"In a bad mood this morning?" he smirked "Weasley not enough last night?"

SMACK

Hermione's finger was now jabbing into his chest "Leave me alone, leave Ron and Harry alone, stop being an idiotic, selfish, prat, STOP smirking an-,

Draco grabbed hold of her wrist "Don't tell me what to do," he snarled, "Just because I was civil to you during practice doesn't mean I don't hate your guts and wish you were dead." he dropped her wrist and she glared.

"And stop breathing!" she finished then walked away from him and his enflamed red cheek.

She had to get out, she had to get away, maybe a butterbeer and a day in Honeydukes with Ron and Harry would calm her. Speaking of which when was the next Hogsmeade trip? The notice board was before her, a small sign for next weeks Hogsmeade trip was in swirly writing and beneath it on a much bigger roll of parchment was the announcement she had been waiting for since the beginning of the year.

Apperation lessons

If you are seventeen years of age or will turn seventeen before or on the 31st of August, you are eligible for a twelve-week course of Apperation lessons from a ministry of magic Apperation instructor.

Please sign below if you would like to participate.

Cost:12 galleons

STARTS 14TH OF NOVEMBER

"FINIALLY!" Ron beamed as he scribbled down his name "I've been waiting for this notice since I was eleven,"

"It's useful, but I prefer flying," Harry said scribbling his name down under theirs.

"Well since I can't fly, apparition is the best way for me to get around," Hermione said.

"Isnt it a bit early for it though?" Hermione asked hauling her heavy bag back up her shoulder.

Harry shrugged "What with Voldemort, I think it's a good idea... OH WILL YOU GET A GRIP?" Harry shouted impatiently as Ron winced.

A loud giggling was suddenly coming from the pug-faced Slytherin as she pushed through and scribbled her name down and waited for Draco to do the same.

"Ur don't you think twelve galleons is a bit expensive for your family weasel-be? Why don't you spend it on some new robes instead?"

Rons face had turned crimson and his hands had turned into fists, it was obvious he was going to lunge at Malfoy and knock seven bells out of him. Hermione held onto his arm tightly and Harry took the other before it was too late. "Don't Ron," Hermione whispered. "It's not worth the agro,"

Draco Malfoy sneered as he folded his arms across his chest as if bored. "Then again scarhead, it would probably be a benefit for you, I expect playing a game of cat and mouse with the dark lord will be fun,"

Harrys jaw clenched.

Ron glared and clenched his fists making his knuckles go white.

Hermione's hand tightened around her wand.

"Id stop now if I were you," Hermione growled.

"Well your not." Pansy cut in, her eyes becomming hard, black swirls.

Draco smirked at Pansy who was standing beside him and then at Zabini and Nott whom were also bearing the famous Slytherin smirk. "Why should I mudblood? Im having such fun."

"You're just jealous," Hermione said, her Gryffindor pride suddenly returning and making her step closer to Malfoy with her chin up.

Malfoy scoffed "Of whom? I don't want a foul scar right across my head, thanks. I don't think getting your head cut open makes you that special, myself, or were you talking about Weasley? Nothing to be jealous of there. No brains, to money, a porky mother, useless father, a pathetic excuse for being pureblood..."

Hermione cut him off as she pointed her wand at him and bellowed the jinx "PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!"

Malfoys body fell limp and she held her wand up to the other Slytherins whom gasped in horror, signaling not to move. She walked beside the stiff body and kicked him hard in the side, causing him to yelp but remain vertical on the floor. "I suppose you think were jealous of you? A stuck-up, lonely, selfish, mummy's boy, brat of a wizard. You want a fight Malfoy, then a fight I'll give, even till the death. You can hide behind Voldemort all you want but be sure of this. You will die, by my hands or those of the Order, you will die a very painful death Draco Malfoy." she snarled and spat on his face.

"Miss Granger! What have you done?" professor McGonagall came trotting down the hallway. Her robes billowing behind her as she performed the counter jinx on the blonde and looked up at Hermione with positively furious eyes. "Explain."

"Theres nothing to say professor. He insulted my friends and my blood. He got what he deserved." and with that she turned sharply on her heel and walked away with her head held high, despite the fact her teacher was ordering her to stop and she knew she would get detention for it.

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"Ah good you're all here!" Professor Flitwick was standing in the great hall which had been cleared of the tables. "Please take your positions and we shall start where we left off,"

Hermione had not bothered to change clothing; she had taken off her cloak, rolled up her sleeves and waited for malfoy who was walking towards her looking rather angry with her. "Oh dear, did I upset you? Poor little Ferret." she teased with a devilish smile on her lips.

Draco grabbed hold of her as the music started and bend his head down so he could whisper to her and not be seen by Flitwick. "Stop now Granger, quit while you're ahead, you know you're fighting a loosing battle. I always win,"

"And left, one two three, and back, right one two three, and forward then back, that's it!" Flitwick cheered.

Hermione was surprisingly still smiling at him "I never quit Malfoy; you of all people should know that,"

"So you meant what you said?" he replied also smirking now.

"Every word. Just you wait till this party is over then I will make you wish you were never born,"

"Is that so?" he cocked an eyebrow at her.

"You bet your straight nose it is," she replied with hate evident in her voice.

Draco spund Hermione out and let go of her hand, causing her to go crashing to the floor. ow ow Hermione glared at the arse standing over her and fought back tears which were a result of the bruises she could feel forming.

"Ill look forward to it." he smirked then yanked her back up to his height.

Both glared at each other for the remainder of the lesson, warm, caramel brown eyes hammering into cold, blue and grey orbs. Hermione was the first to let go of his hand when the music stopped, she hastily grabbed her cloak and walked out of the hall.

Draco Malfoy wants a fight, then a fight he'll get, after this he'll learn the two most dangerous words known to Hogwarts. Hermione Granger.

Hermione Granger wants to fight with the Draco Malfoy... oh this is going to be fun. Granger will soon learn the most powerful words known to the wizarding world. Draco Malfoy.

"Hermione are you feeling OK?" Harry asked, as she appeared to be pushing her food around the plate with force. "Whatever's bothering you then I think you should tell us before you scratch the pattern off the plate," he smiled.

Hermione dropped her fork and it landed on the table with a clatter. "Nothings wrong Harry, seriously I've never felt better," she smiled

Harry smiled back but he wasn't buying it. Ron appeared at the table and hastily began to pile his own plate with a bit of everything that was on offer.

"Hi,"

"Hi Ron," Harry and Hermione both chimed in monotone.

"That was bloody brilliant what you did to Malfoy," Ron carried on "Surprised McGonagall didn't give you detention for rest of the month, you got some guts Mione. Not listening to teachers anymore?"

Hermione shrugged "I respect McGonagall and she gave me a warning, but im not a first year anymore, im sick of the way he treats us and if me ignoring rules for a bit is what it takes for him to stop, then so be it."

A small first year walked up to Harry and tapped him gently on the shoulder. The girl appeared to be holding a photo cutting of Harry, obviously from the daily prophet.

"Um, can I help?" Harry asked

The little girl smiled and handed him her quill and the clipping "c-could y-you p-p-please sign this f-for me?" she stuttered, her cheeks turning pink.

Harry smiled and began to sign the moving picture, he had to admit he did look rather handsome in this one, hopefully Ginny would see that too. "There," he smiled handing it back, the little girl skipped off, a big smile plastered to her face as she showed her friends.

"Ah Potter I see your giving out autographs now," Malfoy drawled, his two cronies standing behind him snickering.

"Why don't you go and play with your little deatheater friends?" Hermione growled at him, eyes narrowing.

Draco smirked and looked at Crabbe and Goyle "No, we don't want to leave yet boys, do we?"

The two shook their heads obediently.

"You're not welcome here," she snarled

"I think you'll find your not welcome here mudblood." He replied and smirked as Ron and Harry both stood up abruptly.

"Shut it Malfoy-"Harry growled

"Or you'll find your pureblood face smashed in beyond repair," Ron threatened curling his hands into fists.

"Oh look Granger; you got your boyfriends sticking up for you?" Malfoy teased as he glanced over at the staff table.

Ron lunged at Malfoy and began to smash his face in while cursing at him loudly. Hermione tried her best to pull him off the blonde who was now a red head. "Ron he's not worth it!" she shouted. Harry was pulling at his arms but to no avail.

Most of the great hall had gathered around now and were gasping at every blow Ron gave Malfoy although most were smiling and cheering Ron on.

"Weasley off NOW!" Snape bellowed and wrenched him up by the scruff of his robes. "Detention Saturday."

Hermione stepped closer to Snape "It was my fault sir, I started the fight, punish me sir," Hermione said bravely looking into his heartless black eyes.

Snape raised an eyebrow "Miss Granger, you seem to have an issue with Mr Malfoy-"

"Well if he just stopped breathing that would solve it," she said and the hall stifled laughs.

"-However Mr Weasley was involved, therefore you shall both be in my office, 10 am sharp." and he pulled Draco up and walked from the hall with the bloodied Slytherin.

Hermione turned to face Ron "Scourgify" she muttered and the blood vanished "Are you ok?"

Ron half smiled as he was still fuming. "Much better, although I think Ill have some nasty bruises,"

Hermione smiled and Harry chuckled "So will Malfoy," she smiled and held his arm as the three walked past the students and walked back up to the common room "Maybe even a few broken teeth, you never know maybe his precious face will be scarred for life!"

"You did give him a pretty good punching mate," Harry smiled and clapped Ron on the back.

"It was nothing, he got what he deserved, and I can't stand it when he calls you that,"

Hermione shrugged "Im used to it now," she lied.

"Mione, we are you best friends and we know you better than anyone, you shouldn't be used to it, you should treated better than that."

"Thanks, but maybe I am just a filthy little mudblood. Maybe I should just go back home..." she sighed seriously considering it.

"No way! And don't you ever call yourself that! No one wants you to go! Don't go Mione! It's just Malfoy, please don't go!" Ron begged now on the floor looking up at her with puppy dog eyes.

The Gryffindor giggled, "Fine, I won't go."

Ron smiled and leapt up. "Good, now how about we send for some hot chocolate-"

"Don't worry we can ask Dobby," Harry said at the look on her face "He wont mind."

"-And then we can start planning our revenge," Ron said happily.

"Sounds good," Hermione yawned as they say by the fire and started a game of exploding snap. "Hey Ron-"she said looking down at his robes "I hate to tell you but you do need some new robes, their practically half way up your shin." she giggled, "You know what that means...."

Ron looked nervously at Harry "What does it mean?" he asked as if frightened.

"We're gonna sneak out tomorrow go and buy you some new ones!" she smiled "You know where that statue is, don't you Harry, besides I don't fancy much like going to Snape's detention and the Hogsmeade trip isnt for another three weeks,"

Harry pressed the back on his hand to Hermione forehead "You feeling all right. You want to sneak out, break rules, miss detention..."

"Im fine." she said swatting his hand away "I just want to have some fun this year,"

"Sounds good!" Ron said agreeably Next year won't be so fun..."

After a moment pause, which seemed like hours they were chatting about random things they could do to Malfoy and about how they all wished he would just suddenly disappear off the face of the earth...

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