A/N: Hey guys sorry it's taken me so long to update but I've just started yr 10 and anyone who is an Aussie will know that yr 10 is an important yr at school sorry to keep you waiting!

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Me: hi everyone I'd like to introduce to you my friends Draco and Hermione.

Draco and Hermione: Hi!

Me: Now seeing as this story is about you two I was hoping you could tell the nice people who are reading this that I most certainly do not own Harry potter.

Hermione; Well logically you can't really own a person so I guess you can't own Harry now can you?

Draco: And anyway who'd want to own Potty Face anyway?

Hermione: Hey, Harry's my friend that's mean.

Draco: And I care about this why?

Me: Okay guys you're meant to be getting together stop fighting already, bloody hell. I think we all understand, that I do not own Harry Potter.

Meline- yeah well that may be so but I've noticed parents don't seem to think so.

Reader- ok then.

Lazyllama101- and so we venture into the next chapter.

Xmisundazood- sorry I'm not very good at this I'll see if I can break it up a bit.

Tuesday Probably half past 2

"Malfoy drop it, I'm not telling you where we are figure it out for yourself you lazy git."

"Hey, I resent that I am not lazy! Come on, just tell me." Draco pouted, something Hermione was sure didn't happen often.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you insulted my intelligence."

"That's it? That's why you're not telling me? Come on Hermione, PLEASE?" Hermione's hands flew to her mouth, he didn't call me what I think he called me did he?

"What did you call me?"

"Hermione?"

"But you, you never call me Hermione."

"Yeah, well if we're living together we might as well be on first name terms."

"I guess you're right."

"Hmmm that's unusual did miss know-it-all just say someone else was right? I don't even think her friends get to hear that."

"Hey, lay off, it's not my fault I'm a bit hard headed."

"No kidding. Now where are we?"

"We're in the very tropical islands of Fiji."

"Really?"

"Yeah I came here for a holiday once when I was young, I recognised the language while I was out running."

"So did you see anything interesting while you were out?"

"There's a beach down the road, some shops, that kind of thing."

"Oh ok."

"Can you surf Draco?"

"Can I what?"

"Surf, it's where you get this board that's just a little bigger than you are and you paddle out, then when a big wave comes you paddle really hard, when you get in it you stand up on the board, then you ride the length of the wave."

"Sounds kind of hard."

"No way it's great fun."

"Well maybe you could show me one day."

"They've got boards for hire down at the surf shop maybe I could show you tomorrow."

"Yeah, we need to get out of here."

"I agree."

Hermione and Draco passed the next few hours watching a movie and playing monopoly (which ended up being harder than you may think considering every time Draco went to do something Hermione had to correct it.). At about 5 o'clock Hermione thought it may be time to stop, mainly because Draco was hopeless at the board game and she was a bit over explaining why he had to pay her rent and go to jail.

"So, Mal..Draco are we planing on having dinner tonight?"

"Yes, my lord yes."

"Oh good, well just so you understand I'm not cooking every night so don't expect it."

"But I can't cook."

"Well, you'll just have to learn."

Hermione made her way to the kitchen and began to rummage through the cupboards "what can we have" she muttered then, "AHHA, pasta bake the simplest hot food to make in the history of man kind."

Hermione spent a good 10 minutes looking for the necessary things to make pasta bake.

"Alright Malfoy watch and learn, First before even touching any baking equipment you turn the oven on to 180 degrees celsius so it can preheat, (A/N: Hermione's doing this while saying it) then you get the saucepan and fill it three quarters full with water, next you turn on the hotplate to high and put the water on to boil."

"Now what?"

"We wait till it boils."

"How long will it take?"

"Awhile okay?"

"Yeah, but how long?"

"As long as it takes." Jeez I sound like my mother.

Hmmmmm muggles go through a lot to get their food, why not just get something to do it for them?

"Hermione is it done yet?"

"No Draco." Wow this whole mothering thing is weird, I hope my kids are never like this.

"I'm bored."

"So, do something."

"What?"

"You're 17 I'm hoping you can think of something."

"Are you insulting my intelligence now?"

"I guess you could call it that, yes."

"Bloody HELL Granger what's that ment to mean?"

"It means that I doubt that there's much to insult."

"Oh Granger I'm going to jinx you into obliva."

"No you're not no magic remember?"

What a bitch!

What a bastard!

That's when both teens realised that the saucepan was boiling over.

SHIT

Hermione sprung into action grabbing the nob of the hotplate and turning it down.

"Well I think the water's boiled.'

"Oh no Hermione you are not laughing at this."

"Oh I sure am" and with that Hermione collapsed into a fit of giggles, while Draco just stood there rolling his eyes at her.

"D…..d….don't…..y…you….roll your haha eyes at me."

"Why not?"

"Coz there may be a repeat performance of third year." Hermione said wiping a tear out of her eye. "So ready to continue?"

"You're joking?"

"No, not at all."

The rest of the afternoon was spent cooking then eating and at a reasonable hour both the Gryffindor and Slytherin climbed into there respective beds knowing tomorrow was going to be an interesting day.

A/N: you guys know the drill r and r.

Manda