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Timeline: October/ Saturday
It all started with...
Chapter 4
Mutual Ground.
"I'll take three chocolate frogs and five pumpkin pastries." Ron said. "And add a couple of liquorice wands please." Ron asked Ambrosius Flume, the owner of Honeydukes. Harry was staring at some new sweets that had been imported from France for the Halloween selection while Hermione was choosing a selection of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.
"I'll take ten chocolate frogs." Said a cold voice, Hermione turned round and saw Draco, a silver and green tie wrapped round his neck. He stared at her for a minute before turning his attention to Ambrosius.
"A present for your lady friend?" He said chuckling as he wrapped it up in orange tissue paper. "You kids." Draco glanced around him.
"Do you have pink tissue paper?" He whispered. Ambrosius looked at him before smirking. "It's her favorite colour."
"Ahh, do you want to write a note?" Draco swallowed hard. He took the quill and quickly glanced towards Hermione. She was only looking at some Ice Mice yet she seemed so near. What have you done to me? He wrote.
"Thank you, here." He said passing him a few Sickles. He took the pink package and left the shop. Hermione looked up just in time to catch a look at the pink parcel in Draco's hands.
"Who was the pink parcel for?" She asked Ambrosius who was cleaning away the coloured tissues. "Did he tell you?"
The old man looked up at her. "Some girl." He replied. Hermione nodded and placed a few Ice Mice on the counter. "A present?" She shook her head.
"No." She said softly.
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Draco hurried to the Post Office. Choosing a tawny owl he attached his parcel to its talon and gave it three galleons. "Hermione Granger." He said. There was a small tag on its other talon so that it would record who the package should be sent to. He took the creature to the small window and let it fly away.
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"Ron. Your sister is on a date. She does not want that private moment interrupted." Hermione hissed. Ron let out a sigh his face frowning even more. "You look like some kinda of psycho." They were supposed to be having butterbeer and catch up instead the moment they entered the Three Broomsticks and saw Ginny on her date with Dean, Ron sat at the edge of his stool and glared at the couple.
"She's my baby sister. It feels weird!" He said grabbing his butterbeer and taking a large gulp from it.
"What feels weird is the fact that we've spent half an hour watching your sister on a date." Harry said. "Ron leave her to it." Even if I do want it to be me in Dean's place.
"Harry's right. Now drink up and tell me how you feel about the Winter dance." Hermione said patting Ron's back. He looked at her.
"Who are going with?" He asked eyeing her.
"Stop looking at me like that." She whispered blushing slightly. Ron blinked and shook his head and smiled gently at her. "Thank you. Look I dunno. I've still got to get a dress...I might not go."
"Hermione. Isn't this supposed to be held by the prefects?" Harry said taking a swig of butterbeer. Hermione let out a groan.
"I know. We have to organize so much." She sipped on her drink. Harry smirked and patted her back. At that moment Pansy walked in she looked at the golden trio and stormed off to Madam Rosmerta. "I know Pansy dislikes us but..."
"I know. Maybe she's had a tiff with Draco." Ron said laughing. "Oh Draco if you don't pay attention to me within the hour I'll leave you!" Ron said imitating a high pitched female voice. Hermione and Harry cracked up laughing.
"Draco darling! I need attention right away!" Hermione said mimicking Ron. They peeled with laughter. "Thank you. I've really enjoyed myself." The boys smiled. "I've better be going back though."
"Why?" Harry asked tilting his head to one side. "You've not got prefect duties."
"Homework. I've got an Ancient Runes essay to finish." Hermione said. "It's due Monday." She left a few Sickles and left the small bar/pub.
"She works too hard." Ron muttered once Hermione had left. He twisted his stool and started to spy on his sister.
"Ron!" Harry hissed angrily.
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Hermione let out a small groan as she opened up her Ancient Runes text book to help her with her essay. "I should really drop a few subjects." She moaned.
"And then fail at your career? That's not like you." Said a cold voice from behind a bookshelf.
"Malfoy. If I wanted advice from the son of an ex-Death Eater I would turn to you. But I'm not going to so shut up." Hermione replied coolly she smirked when she heard a grunt and a slap of a table.
"Shut up! I am not him! I am not my father!" He hissed standing before her. He slapped his hands down on her table.
"You sound like him sometimes." She replied dryly. "Ever thought that you could change? You know be polite with people?"
"Have you ever thought of judging people after you've met them?" He hissed. He was staring into her face and suddenly Hermione was feeling her neck burn. "Don't judge me because of Potter, Granger!" He pushed himself off the table.
"I judge you because of your actions." Hermione snapped back. "Harry was right not to trust you!" Draco snarled at her.
"He judged me through my father. I am my own man! And soon I'll prove it." Draco replied coldly. Hermione swallowed hard. She felt sure she was gonna regret this.
"Prove it to me now. Explain to me why you are not like Lucius." She said firmly. Draco blinked hard and stared at her. "Tell me." She said feebly.
"No." She glared at him. "So get back to your work. Muggleborn." Hermione shook her head at him as he went behind the shelf.
She bit her bottom lip and carried on with her essay. Two hours passed and Hermione had finally finished her essay. "Finally." Searching into her robe pocket she pulled out the packet of Ice Mice she bought at Honeydukes. Then she remembered that Draco was still here. "Malfoy?" She paused. A loud grunt followed. "Want an Ice Mouse?" She stared at the shelf for a minute before turning away.
"Fine." He slid the chair back and took the offered sweet. "My mother worries about me." He said quietly. Hermione had nearly forgotten their early argument so when he said this she blinked with surprise. "My father wants me to up hold the family honor." Then it hit her.
"My parents are dentists." She said feebly.
"What's that?" Draco asked. "An illness?" Hermione laughed gently and shook her head.
"No. A dentist checks on people's teeth. To see if they're ill." Hermione said pointing to her teeth.
"I know what teeth are, Granger. I'm not stupid. I've never heard of a dentist that's all." Draco snapped. Hermione let the remark slide.
"Whatever." She muttered. "I like reading." Draco nodded smirking.
"Well that's new. I have an Aunt who in my opinion is a raving lunatic but a clever one." Hermione froze knowing who it was. Bellatrix Lestrange. She had tortured her last summer when the DA was in the Department of Mysteries in Ministry of Magic. She was also there when the said 'raving lunatic' killed Harry's godfather and their friend. Sirius Black.
"She killed Sirius Black and tortured me to get to Harry." She whispered, she looked at him and Draco could sense the sadness and the terror hidden beneath her brown eyes.
"But wasn't he a-" Draco started confused but was cut off from Hermione.
"No he wasn't! Your father's friend set him up! Peter Pettigrew, know him?" She snapped angrily. "Sirius was an honest man!"
Draco looked away guilty, he felt the Ice Mouse stir in him making him feel sick. "I'm not in the 'Golden Trio' bunch so how can I know?" He replied looking up at her.
"You're in their circle. You should know." She hissed. "Your whole family is one of them." Draco felt his guilt boil into anger, with a great big push he kicked away his chair and pushed over the table. Books and parchments were lying on the floor; the ink bottle had smashed ruining the rest of the Ice Mice.
"I AM NOT ONE OF THEM! STOP THINKING YOU KNOW WHAT GOES ON AT MY HOME! STAY OUT OF MY LIFE! YOU ARE JUST A FILTHY MUDBLOOD!" He roared, he pushed past her leaving the teenage girl alone. Moments later Miss Pince arrived.
"Well I'll be. That boy has one bad temper. Miss Granger? Whatever is the matter?" She said rushing to Hermione side. Hermione's eyes started welling up and with the sleeve of her grey jumper she wiped away an escaped tear.
"Nothing. I'll sort this out." She mumbled. "Reparo." She said with a flick of her wand and her ink bottle repaired itself. With another flick of her wand she brought the table and chair back together. She picked up the books and the parchment and suddenly she felt herself crying. She had been called a Mudblood many times before so why was she crying when Draco had yelled it?
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Draco stormed into his common room. He kicked his trunk and ripped off part of his bed quilts. Then out of nowhere his rage subsided like a wave and he suddenly realized what he had said. "Oh god...what have I done?" He moaned resting his head on one of the posts. He stared at his hands and rested his head into them. Letting out a sigh he laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling. "What happens now?" He asked himself.
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Hermione gave herself a quick shake like she was erasing all that had happened in the library. "Password?" The Fat Lady demanded.
"Trick or Treat." She replied. The portrait swung open letting the brown haired girl pass. She noticed Harry sitting in a chair reading while Ron was talking –and very nervously- to Lavender Brown. "Found anything?" She asked when she saw what book he was reading.
"Nope. But the guy's written a lot of cheats to help me out." Harry replied not looking up. "Finish your essay?" Hermione nodded quickly. "An owl came for you. Ginny found it. It had a parcel. Ron's already read the message."
"Who was it from?" Hermione said noticing how her voice trembled. "The message...did a name come with it? Or a letter?"
"Nope. Just a sentence." Harry said looking up. "Why?" Hermione smiled nervously at him.
"To help me...know who sent it. Where is the parcel?" Hermione said looking round.
Harry turned a page. "On your bed." Hermione mumbled thanks and hurried upstairs. She noticed the owl still hovering; Ginny was staring at in awe.
"He's very friendly. But he doesn't want to go." Ginny said offering her hand. The Owl perched itself on her wrist and hooted. "He's adorable!" The red haired squealed happily. Hermione smiled and looked at the parcel. She frowned when she saw it was pink...like the parcel Draco had. Opening it slightly were ten chocolate frogs. Just like the ones Draco ordered. She looked at the note and smirked.
Grabbing her quill she wrote down a message and tied it up round the owl's claw. I've done nothing but why did Draco Malfoy buy the same thing in the exact package colour? Who are you? "To the messenger." She said looking at the owl. She placed in the pouch a gallon and a few sickles.
"Who sent it?" Ginny asked watching the owl fly away. "Do you know?" Hermione bit her bottom lip. She was hesitant on telling Ginny about 'M'. She knew right away who it was. Who else would send her chocolate frogs and in pink wrapper.
"No. I do not." She said softly.
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Draco awoke with a jolt when he heard the owl tapping on the small window. He ran to it and opened the small note. Dragging a hand through his blond hair he read the letter and for once he wished that he was 'M' and not himself.
Yea I know the title of the chapter is a bit off but they do find a common ground...or something along those lines. But I couldn't make them have feelings all of a sudden! So when Draco says a wrong thing it helps because they'll apologize and so what I'm really saying is that they will face some bumpy roads.
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