Hi! Here's the sixth chapter, hope you like it. Sorry the chapters aren't longer, I'm trying to make them longer, but I want the story to flow as well, but I hope you enjoy the story anyway. Review! Oh and thank you for everyone who has added this to their alerts, and faves, and has reviewed, I would name everyone, but its getting to be to many people. Yay! But I'm sure you all know who you are. And I especially want to thank Just Your Above Average Malfoy, who has done all of that, including adding me to her fave authors and author alert. Thank you so much!
Again, don't own Harry Potter….good thing too…cuz Draco and Hermione would totally be a couple...lol...
Hermione rushed through halls towards the Room of Requirement, wanting to get to Hogsmeade and get this whole thing sorted out. The less time she had to spend with Malfoy the better. Turning the corner, she saw the object of her loathing leaning against the wall, his usual smirk in place as he watched her walk up to him.
"Malfoy," she acknowledged, "Let's get this over with…"
"Whatever you say," he mocked, "Ladies first…"
We need to get to Hogsmeade, we need to go Hogsmeade, Hermione thought, as she paced in front of the wall. After about half a dozen paces, a door appeared. Hermione stopped, her hand reaching for the door at the same time as Draco. As their hands brushed, and they both froze, giving each other startled looks. Draco recovered first, jerking his hand away, leaving Hermione wondering what had just happened.
"You gonna open the door," Draco's contemptuous voice drilled its way into Hermione's brain.
"Of course, you dolt," Hermione sneered, jerking the door open and going through.
As she stepped out into the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes back room, she could hear Draco behind her. Looking around, she spotted Fred working at a table, his back to them and a Muggle mp3 player jammed into his ear.
"Hey Fred," Hermione said quietly.
"'Mione!" Fred cried, scooping Hermione into a big hug, a big grin on his face as he released her and saw the beard, "What happened?"
"That git did this," Hermione replied, jerking a finger towards the silent blond.
"Never thought I'd say it, Malfoy, but good one," Fred congratulated, earning a glare from the witch, "So what happened to you?"
Draco nodded towards Hermione, who looked a sheepishly proud.
"You did that," he asked, the redhead shocked that the goody-two shoes would actually prank someone, "Ah, you must of found Filch's stash, I was wondering where that prototype had gone…oh well, we made it better after it went missing. We also made a removal potion, lucky for you, Malfoy."
"Yes, well what do you expect when we have to share a common room? Anyway, the point is, we both used you guy's products and Madame Pomfrey is fresh out of reversing wands. So we need your help."
"Wait a second, let me go ask George where he put the reversing products, he rearranged back here and I can't find anything."
As Fred left to go talk to his twin, Hermione looked over at Draco, expecting to see him standing and silently pouting. Surprised she found him looking around curiously, no sign of malice in his eyes. Hermione was about to say something, when Fred waltzed back into the room with his twin brother trailing behind him.
"Hermione, how are you?" George yelled, hugging her just as tight as his brother had, "Well you know besides the beard thing and having to live with that git."
"I'm doing pretty good, could be better. You know being Head girl isn't as much fun as I thought it would be," Hermione replied.
"Well, let's see, the reversing wands will cost ya 5 galleons, and the color removal potion is 6 galleons…" Fred's voice trailed off as he started rummaging through a nearby trunk.
"Fine," Draco drawled, handing the money over to the George, as Fred appeared next to his twin, his arms full of wands and a colorful bottle labeled "Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes Color Removal".
"I can pay for myself you know," Hermione declared, an icy tinge in her voice.
"Yea, well Granger how are you supposed to when you don't have any money on you, huh? But if that's the way you wanna play, I'll be more than happy to pay for just mine," he replied with an arrogant smirk as he started to hand the pull the money away.
"NO! I mean, thanks, I'll pay you back…" Hermione said awkwardly.
Draco just smirked as he handed the wand back to Hermione, "Now can we leave, I have classes tomorrow, and I can think of better ways to spend my time than with you."
"Fine," Hermione snapped, and started for the door.
"Wait 'Mione, could you take the rest of these wands and give them to Madam Pomfrey, so she doesn't have to make the trip herself?"
"Sure, and thanks again for the help," she responded, then turned and made her way through the door.
When they were both back at Hogwarts, Hermione turned to Draco, "This is never to be spoken of again, ok?"
Draco remained silent as he watched her walk away down the hall. He might not speak of it again, but that didn't stop him from thinking about it. Even now, his mind was on the moment their hands had brushed, and the little jolt of electricity he'd felt. He wondered if she'd felt it too, but pushed the thought away as soon as it had formed. Of course she hadn't, and even if she had, she had probably dismissed it as a fluke or something of the sort. As he thought about this, he was unaware that in a different part of the castle, someone else was just the tiniest bit focused on it as well, though she would never admit it.
I hope you liked it, I had trouble when I wrote this, but I'm edited parts, so I hope its better. Review and tell me what you think!