Hermione was standing infront of the library. It was fife to seven. Malfoy had 5 minutes to come so they could start working on the potion.

I really hope he's coming 'cause i don't want to do this on my own, Hermione thought. It wouldn't be a big deal to do a 12 page essay alone and the potion too but we have only a month plus all the other school work. Hermione thought that it was nice of principal Minerva McGonagall to make all students study again the class that they were when there was war. Of course Hermione won't learn too much new things but she didn't like the idea of skipping one year.

"okay it's 19.00 now and i can't see Malfoy so…", Hermione said out loud and was just about to turn and leave when she saw something white and black come behind the corner.

"you are late", Hermione said to the white haired Slytherin.

"be glad i came at all", Draco answered

"whatever Malfoy lets just get started", Hermione said and entered the library

She didn't even look back to check if Malfoy was following her. Instead she just walked to the nearest table in the library. The table was just perfectly in the corner so almost nobody could see them when they worked. Hermione sat down and to her relief so did Draco in a matter of seconds. although he sat as far away from Hermione as he could she thought it was a win that hes at at all.

"so, do you know what kind of potion is this hoppensas happiness?", Hermione asked while going throw her stuff

"aren't you supposed to be the know-it-all from the two of us?", Draco asked and looked kind of annoyed.

"well i was thinking maybe you have some sort of idea from this stuff because you are good in potions", Hermione said raising her voice a little.

"shut up you mudblood. You're making a scene.", Draco said and looked around.

As much as Hermione hated to admit it. Malfoy was right. She had somehow stood up and got a deathly stare from the library lady.

"Okay let's start looking for the potion from the books", Hermione held her temper and made her way to the bookshelves. When she walked to the bookshelves she looked behind her. Surprisingly Malfoy was not at the table so he probably went looking for some book.

After 1 hour of searching Hermione was exhausted. How hard can finding one book be? Seriously even Malfoy hasn't find anything, but Hermione had to say she was supriced that he even tried to look. Normally he would probably just ignore her request and call her a filthy little mudblood.

The nickname didn't even affect her anymore. It probably wasn't a good thing but it made her feel happy. She liked when people noticed her, even if it was negative. No, she didn't have any parent problems. She just likes to be noticed as Hermione Granger and only as Hermione Granger. Not as the Harry Potter friend Hermione Granger nor the best student of Hogwarts but only as Hermione Granger.

Suddenly she remembered that Snape had once told them that some difficult potions could be find in history books. Hermione was proud that she remembered that and started walking to the history section. There were many books of Hogwarts history and about the history of magic. Then she saw book that was called "potions trow the history". That's it, Hermione thought and tried to reach the book. Damn why did she have to be so short.

Wait a minute. She was a wizard. She could just simply use the summoning magic to get the book down. When she was taking out her wand she remembered something. She left her one to the doorms. She always had it with her, but she rushed fast to the library that it was left on her bed. Thankfully she always had her curtains closed so people couldn't steal her wand.

Great so now she had to go and ask somebody to get that book down for her. This was so embarrassing.

"lost in wonderland Granger?", a voice came from her right side and it scared her.

"Geez Malfoy don't sneak up on people like that."

"well Granger this is a library and normally people don't stomp in here."

"whatever", Hermione said and looked at the book

"So have you find anything miss know-it-all?", Draco asked,

Hermione just glanced at Draco. He looked bored but still little amused. Wait, had he seen her attempt to reach the book. She really wanted the book, but could she ask him. She decided to try.

"yeah, I think that book is worth a look", She said and pointed to the book she tried to reach earlier.

"So why haven't you took it yet", Draco asked and smirked at the same time.

"I can't reach it", Hermione murmured embarrassed.

"What did you say. I couldn't quite hear you"

"I can't reach it", Hermione said a little louder and looked angrily at Draco who smirked again.

"And?", Draco pushed.

"And it would be nice of you to get it down for me", Hermione said behind her teeth. She was pissed. Draco knew well that she couldn't reach it and he just had to push it.

Draco glanced at the book and took it out of the bookshelf. Hermione was surprised how tall Draco was. Sure he was thin and pale but if you add the height you could even say he was pretty good looking.

Draco looked at the book and to Hermiones surprise he handed it over to her.

"See it wasn't that hard as it", he said and Hermione couldn't say if he mean it friendly or meanly. Hermione took the book from Draco and accidentally toughed his hand. Hermione was surprised that his fingers weren't cold and hard but warm and soft. Suddenly Hermione started to feel really funny inside but the feeling left as fast as it came.

"I'm sorry but I would need to close the library now", came a voice from behind them.

It was the librarian and Hermione couldn't be more thankful to the granny. She was starting to have enough of Draco Malfoy for one night.

"Yes sorry we'll take our stuff and leave.", Hermione said as she and Draco walked to the corner table.

"so we should maybe meet again tomorrow because we didn't get anything done", Hermione said.

"I really have something better to do than hang out with you every evening." Draco said and turned to leave.

That was the crossing point for Hermione.

"Yeah and don't you think I don't have anything better to do that be here with a deatheater like you", Hermione said almost yelling.

Draco stopped and looked at her. There was no emotions on his face nor his eyes. Hermione couldn't understand how he could be like this. On the other hand he was a Malfoy after all. Suddenly Dracos eyes melted into a feeling. Hurt. Hermione was sure the feeling that she was seeing. Why was he looking so hurt. Then he spoke:

"so I guess the same time tomorrow", and with that he turned and walked away.

What was that, Hermione thought. She had never seen Draco show too much emotions and if he did the emotions were never that kind of that could show him off. What had she said that made him look like that. She continued to think about it until she reached the Gryffindoor common room. Luckily there wasn't anybody there so she went strait to bed. When she hit her head on the pillow she realized something.

Hermione had called Draco a Deatheater.

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Authors note: I'm sorry if the first sentence came out a little funny because i'm still figuring out how this website works. If it did come out naturally then ignore my comment...

Why do you think Draco looked so hurt when Hermione called hi m a deatheater?

Sorry if there if mistakes and weird things. I wrote it at night...zzz

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Mina37: Thanks again from your review. It's nice to know that atleast someone likes my story. I really don't know yeat what Harry will do... we'll just have to see how the story goes ;).

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