Hey folks the annoying writer is back haha.

I don't own Harry Potter all those rights go to JK Rowling

Timeline: October/Thursday and Friday.

It all started with...

Chapter 2

An argument

Hermione softly twirled wand around the common room, she was humming some sort tune. Ron and Harry stared at her. "What's up with her?" Ron said nudging Harry. He had been reading his potions book, he was keen to know who this Half Blood Prince was, not what was up with Hermione.

"Dunno mate." Harry replied barely looking at her, suddenly he found small petals falling on his book. Lifting his head up and he realised Hermione had made small bouquets of pink roses with the petals falling everywhere. For a while now she's been acting up. Ever since she got some book she's been acting all loved up...

"OI! Ginny!" Ron yelled, Ginny whipped round from her moment with Dean and glared at her older brother.

"What?" She hissed. Ron glared back and somehow Harry felt like he wanted to punch Dean.

"What's up with her?" He pointed to Hermione who was now writing something.

"She's in love." Dean cheered. "Can't you tell?" Hermione looked up slightly pink.

"Who is he?" Ron demanded. Harry glanced towards him and realised that Ron felt something for her. Hermione looked like a frightened lamb. Grabbing her parchment she ran out of the common room and to the one place that would provide sanctuary. The library.

She had been in contact with 'M' for several weeks, and she was feeling happy whenever she received one of his notes, he made her feel happy and during these dark times it helped, she found out that 'M' was a prefect and that he was like the perfect gentleman. She sat down on a desk and took out her quill. "Oh look it's Granger." A cold voice said followed by a large black leather bag slamming down on the table.

"Oh look it's ferret boy." She replied smugly, reminding him of when Mad eyed Moody or his pretender, Barty Crouch Jr. Transformed him into a white ferret. Draco glared at her.

"How come you're not in your common room?" Draco asked suddenly, Hermione eyed him carefully. "You'll pollute the air with your muggle ways." His soft tone changing into a harsher tone.

"I wanted some peace and quiet. Instead I'm stuck with your arrogance." She replied tucking away the note. Draco noticed the note and smirked to himself, his plan had been going so far so great, at first he had read some aloud to his fellow 'friends' but then he started to get personal and he read them to himself. As she settled down she pulled out a book and began to read, she looked up and caught him staring at her. "What?" She demanded.

"That book." He said. "That's a muggle book." She nodded and eyed him curiously. "I heard it's...very good." Hermione blinked and went back to her book.

"It's a muggle book." She muttered to herself. Then she giggled slightly. Draco raised his eyebrows and picked out a book. He sat down in front of her. "Don't I disgust you?"

Draco looked at her, her eyes were challenging him. "Why should you care?" He replied turning over a page. Hermione blinked at the abrupt response.

"I don't...it's just you keep calling me a Mudblood. I know what I am." She muttered back. Draco swallowed hard; sometimes he found it hard to play 'M' and himself.

They carried on reading, until Draco lifted his head. "Do you have Numerology and Grammatica? I need it for my homework." Hermione moved her head up so fast her brown curly locks flew in the air.

"You have a pair of legs. Go to your common room and retrieve it." She replied snidely. Draco frowned at her.

"I can't." He said lowly. Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. She noticed something in him that she didn't notice before. Fear. "I just can't." Hermione suddenly felt her hand reach out and gently she squeezed his hand. He jumped at her warm touch. "What are you doing?"

Hermione looked at him intensely. "Giving a friendly gesture." She muttered, Draco moved his hand away like it was on fire.

"Get your hands away from me Granger!" He hissed. He got up and walked over to the shelves. He searched around for nearly half an hour. When he was going to admit defeat he returned to the table and noticed a brown leather made book resting on the mahogany table. A small note was attached to it.

Please return it to me.

Hermione.

"Please don't do this." He whispered, the small note trembling in his hand.

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Hermione placed herself between Ron and Harry in the Great Hall. Ron was helping himself to some chicken while Harry was sipping on some pumpkin juice. "This is for you." Ron mumbled his mouth full with chicken. Hermione eyed him carefully as he pulled out a book from his bag. "An owl dropped it off." He passed the book to her and carried on eating.

Hermione nodded and mumbled a small thanks. She noticed Harry was reading the Half Blood Prince book. "Harry!" She said crossly. "I can't believe you!"

"Look, because of this book I'm doing great. I got the Felix Felicis potions thanks to this." Harry responded lifting up the book to prove his point.

"Harry it's cheating. He's practically written how to do it!" Hermione replied. She shook her head sadly and placed her book in her bag. She noticed a small note sticking out in one of the pages.

Granger.

Here is your book.

She rolled her eyes at the small note. He couldn't manage a thank you? Is that so hard? She looked up to see Draco looking at her. He quickly turned away and muttered something to his girlfriend Pansy. She glared at him and whispered something. Hermione found herself amused watching them. A breakup seems possible. Draco looked angry and looked like he was about to hit someone.

"Hermione I was just saying. Wanna go to Honeydukes sweetshop tomorrow?" Ron said suddenly making Hermione turn round. "I mean Harry's coming too."

"What are you getting?" She said. Harry looked at Ron then towards Hermione. He noticed that under Hermione's stare Ron was blushing pink and looked uncomfortable under her brown eyes.

"You know...sweets...tricks...pellet bombs." Ron mumbled nervously. Hermione smiled and nodded her head.

"Count me in." She said smiling at him. Ron's face matched his hair colour. She tucked into some chicken and listened to Harry and Ron's tale on how Seamus had made his potion explode merely minutes after it had cooled down.

"He didn't realise that it was bubbling and turned red!" Ron laughed. Hermione glanced over her shoulder and met Draco's icy glare. She quickly turned round and joined in the laughter with Harry and Ron. "Hermione did you put up the notice for the winter ball?"

"Bugger!" She cursed. "It's in the prefect's common room!" She rested her head in her hand.

"You seem to forget many things in that place!" Ron accused. "Are you seeing someone?" Hermione lifted her head and stared at him like he was mad.

"In the amount of five minutes you think I'm seeing someone?" She demanded. "I'm just a little forgetful, is that a crime?" Harry suddenly got up and sat next to Neville. This was going to get ugly and he didn't want to get involved.

"No it's just that you always insist on doing the things. I'm a prefect too! Your making me feel like I've just got the title not the duties!" Ron yelled.

"Well you don't exactly offer to do them!" Hermione hissed. "Whenever I've forgotten something instead of saying 'I'll get it' I'm forced to get it!"

"Nobody forced you to get it! I asked if you had put it up and I was prepared to have gone to get it."

"Really? During or after you've stuffed your face?" Ron got up abruptly knocking over a few goblets. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to see Dumbledore. I'm going to hand in my badge because you obviously don't want me to be a prefect!" He snapped storming out of the Great Hall.

"Stop over reacting Ronald!" Hermione yelled. Harry banged his head on the table. I'm never gonna hear the end of this!

"Me? You always over react!" Ron shouted. He turned round and stormed out of the Great Hall. Hermione followed him.

"Looks like Hogwarts golden couple is no more." Pansy said watching the event. Around her several Slytherins snickered at her comment. Draco remained silent. Suddenly he found himself getting up and leaving the Great Hall.

Didn't really know how to end it. Writers Block is hard to recover from. Please review!!!!! =)