Disclaimer: Okay so here is the next chapter in Draco and Hermione's life. If anyone has any suggestions on how make this story better, then they are more than welcome to offer them up to me. I could always use any critique or ideas to make this story better.

I don't own Harry Potter or any characters from Harry Potter. That honor belongs to the magical queen herself, J.K. Rowling.

Hermione sat with Blaise in their common room working on an essay for Potions. She looked up from her writing and noticed that Blaise wasn't really paying attention to what he was doing. He was staring at the ceiling completely absorbed by looking at nothing. She stifled a giggle and slowly moved towards him, trying not to draw attention. Hermione launched herself at the distracted Slytherin who let out an unmanly squeak of surprise and fell over. Hermione laughed as she looked down at the stunned Italian before she wrapped her arms around him. She propped herself up on her elbows as Blaise scowled at her.

"What was that for Granger?"

"Mione."

"Pardon?"

"You're my friend; you shouldn't be calling me by my surname. You should call me Mione like the rest of my friends do." Hermione smiled brightly and poked Blaise's cheek. "Say it."

"If I say it then you need to hear me out about something, deal?" Blaise inquired, raising a brow when Hermione frowned slightly.

"Fine, it's a deal." Hermione sighted and gave him a hug, waiting patiently.

"…Mione." Blaise mumbled, flushing slightly.

Hermione beamed at him and giggled when she saw his blush. "So what did you want to say?"

There was a brief pause before Blaise exhaled loudly and braced himself for the impending storm.

"I think you need to speak with Draco."

Hermione stared at him for a few seconds before she moved away from him and began gathering her things.

"Mione?"

"Don't," Hermione spun back towards him so quickly that Blaise wouldn't be surprised if she got whiplash. "Don't you dare." She turned away again, clutching her books to her chest.

"You said that you would hear me out." Blaise reminded as he moved towards the portrait hole. He quietly opened to portrait and beckoned the person waiting inside.

Hermione sighed still facing away from Blaise never noticing the third person enter the room. "I know, but I can't talk to him, I just can't Blaise." Hermione sniffed and tried to will away the tears that were beginning to will up in her eyes. She took a deep breath and turned to look at Blaise and she froze when she noticed Draco standing next to the guilty Head boy.

"Hey Granger." Draco stepped towards Hermione but stopped when she quickly pointed her wand in his face. "Or should I call you Mione?" Draco attempted to smirk but faltered when Hermione's face darkened exponentially.

"You don't get to call me anything!" Hermione spat as she began making her way towards the portrait hole.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked frantically as Hermione moved further away from him.

Hermione ignored him and turned towards Blaise, who flinched at her dark glare. "I'm going to spend some time with George; he mentioned that he had a surprise for me. Hopefully I should be back in time for patrol." Hermione gave him a cold smile before turning and exiting the Head's common room.

Draco sighed in frustration and threw himself down on to the couch. He was extremely tempted to chase Hermione but he knew that she would only hex him. He turned to look at Blaise who was shaking his head amusedly.

"You are so screwed Dray." Blaise chuckled and joined his best friend on the sofa.

Draco rolled his eyes and shoved Blaise, who fell off of the couch and onto the floor. "Yes, thank you very much for that astute observation." He ran his hands through his platinum hair and slumped, defeated. "What do I do now?"

"Maybe you should talk to Ginny and Professor Weasley, they can probably help. Also, Professor Snape might be able to help as well. He and Mione seem to be very close since she saved his life." Blaise replied thoughtfully as he picked himself up off the floor.

"I really don't think that will help. She is really angry at me."

"Well, can you blame her?"

"No, but I wish she would forgive me already. I thought that Gryffindor's were quick to forgive."

"You haven't even apologized to her Dray."

"Well she hasn't given me a chance!" Draco snapped as he glared at his friend. He rose from the couch and made his way to the portrait hole.

"Where are you going?" Blaise asked while watching his best friend leave.

"Going to go clear my head." And with that he was gone, leaving Blaise alone in the common room.

Hermione made her way down to the dungeons, changing her mind as soon as she left the common room. Instead of going to see George, she decided to go and bother Professor Snape. She knocked on his office door and waited for him to answer.

Severus sighed tiredly as he sat at his desk grading 5th year essays. The blithering dunderheads apparently hadn't been able to retain any information from his classes; the essays were dull and uninspired. He scowled as he began writing scathing remarks in his favorite blood red ink. He was about to move on to the next essay when he was interrupted by a soft knock on his door. He scowled fiercely and barked, "Enter!" He turned his attention back to the essays and waited for whoever had entered to speak and quickly leave.

"Professor?"

Severus's head quickly snapped up to see Hermione standing in front of his desk looking quite irate. He laid down his quill and folded his arms over his chest. "Can I help you with something Miss Granger?" He waited impatiently as Hermione bit her lip and fidgeted slightly.

"Am I pathetic?"

Whatever Severus had expected, it clearly wasn't that. "I beg your pardon?" Severus inquired as he watched his young friend continue to fidget.

"Am I someone who needs to be pitied?" Hermione asked sadly as she remembered Draco's words.

"Where is this coming from Miss Granger?"

"Hermione. Please call me Hermione; I thought that we were friends?" She asked a little hurt that she apparently didn't have as many friends as she originally thought.

"We are friends; now answer the question Miss- Hermione." Severus amended and was graced with a small smile from the girl.

Hermione sighed sadly and sat down in the chair in front of his desk. "I discovered that I fancy Draco and thought that he fancied me as well and when Blaise brought it up to him, he expressed vehemently that he pitied me and that I appeared pathetic and how could he ever possible have feelings for me." Hermione had tears streaming down her face as she tried to make sense of everything.

Severus shifted uncomfortably; he never could deal with overly emotional women. He extended his handkerchief to her and tried to compose his thoughts while she tried to calm herself. 'So Draco has made a mess of things. If his isn't careful he is going to lose his chance with her.'

"I'm sorry Professor I didn't mean to get so upset. I originally came to bother you but I can see that you are grading." She hesitated. "I-is there any way I could help with the grading?" She asked timidly while Severus regarded her severely.

Severus smirked and grabbed a stack of parchment from his desk and extended it to her silently before pressing a bottle of red ink and a quill into her hand.

Hermione tried not to squeal loudly as she accepted the essays. "Which class are these from sir?"

"You will be grading 1st and 2nd year essays. Surely I can trust you not to be easy on them. I can't have you tarnishing my reputation as the evil dungeon bat." Severus drawled as he continued with his grading.

"No, of course not. We can't have that. What would happen at Hogwarts without its resident dungeon bat?" Hermione teased as she skimmed through the first essay.

"Well I imagine the school would go up in flames and there would be half-naked teenagers running around and rutting like beasts." Severus sneered. He smirked as silence ensued. He raised his eyes form his grading and noticed Hermione struggling to hold in her laughter. He quirked a brow at her and resisted rolling his eyes when her laughter broke free.

"Oh gods! Did you actually say that?! Merlin I haven't laughed like this in ages, and throw in your voice and it just makes it so much more delicious!" Hermione gasped as she tried to catch her breath.

"My voice makes it delicious? Whatever do you mean Hermione?" Severus inquired with well hidden amusement.

"Well your voice has a silky quality to it. I'm sure almost all of your female students have fantasized about that voice before. In fact Harry has mentioned many times that he believes you can make someone orgasm just by talking to them, himself included." She remarked, fanning herself with a piece of parchment. She was surprised to see Severus actually blush when she mentioned Harry and her matchmaking radar when off, she knew what she had to do.

"I can assure you that I have never intentionally tried to give someone pleasure with my voice, especially Potter." Severus tried to will away the flush that he knew was staining his cheeks. He watched as Hermione began to grin evilly and just knew that it wasn't going to end well for him.

"Well I know someone who would most definitely want you to try." Hermione stated in a nonchalant manner while watching Severus from her peripheral vision. She really tried not to laugh when Severus's flushed deepened but a small giggle managed to escape.

Severus glared at his young friend and cleared his throat. "Are you quite done with those essays Miss Granger? If so then I must ask you to take your leave." Severus held out a hand and scowled when as Hermione only giggled at him.

"Aww Severus don't worry I won't tell anyone." Hermione smiled.

"Tell anyone what?" Severus asked with trepidation.

"That you have feelings for Harry." She stated with a sweet smile although it faded when Severus paled exponentially.

"Get out."

"Severus I-"

"GET OUT!" Severus was standing now, towering over Hermione glaring at her fiercely as she jumped to her feet as well.

"SEVERUS TOBIAS SNAPE! Calm down this instant! I am not your enemy, I am your friend!" She forced some calm into her voice as she kept her eyes on the Potions Master. "I would never do anything that would intentionally hurt you physically or emotionally." She rounded the desk and pulled the tense man into her arms for a comforting hug.

Severus forced himself to relax in Hermione's arms and tried to get himself under control. They stood there for several minutes as Hermione just held the distraught man. The only sounds that could be heard were Severus's ragged breathing and the cracking of fire.

"Better?" Hermione asked gently.

Severus nodded and removed himself from Hermione's arms, and slumped back into his chair. "I'm sorry Hermione."

She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. "There is no reason to be sorry Sev."

"Sev?" Severus looked up at her as she just smiled and nodded. He shook his head and his lips turned up slightly, just managing a minute smile which made Hermione beam at him.

"There we go. You should smile more often Sev; your face was made for smiling." Hermione happily took in the changes to Severus's face when he smiled; his eyes lit up instantly taking away some of the dourness that made him Severus. She was happy to see it and hopefully it would continue and she would be able to see it a bit more, and maybe a certain green-eyed brunette could help her. She had some work to do.

I am so sorry that this chapter took me so long to do, and that it isn't that long. I will begin the next chapter as soon as I can but my midterms are swamping me at the moment so please bear with me. In case anyone couldn't tell there will be some Snarry in this story…I love me some Snarry! XD if you don't like than I suggest you skip any part that happens to be Snarry related later on.

Rayne~