chapter 2..........some fluff and a little ooc-ness but not much!

Hermione blankly stared at the wall in front of her, while Draco let the smirk from before spread across his aristocrat features. He let go of her wrists and sat down next to her on the love sit. It was a tight squeeze, a ivery/i tight squeeze.

"No! No you have to be joking!" Hermione shook her head in denial, "you must be pulling my leg."

"Afraid not Granger," he said, leaning back against the arm rest, crossing his arms behind his head. He propped his feet up on the coffee table, on top of Hermione's book, "I ran into the Head Boy from last year. He said Dumbledore wanted to start giving Head Dorms this year."

"Maybe he won't," Hermione tried to reason, pushing Draco's long legs off the coffee table, "maybe he changed his mind when he picked us."

Hermione went to grab her book when Draco's hands shot out to her wrists, making her turn toward him.

"What did he say to you?" he asked, looking Hermione in the eyes.

"Malfoy let go," Hermione tried to tug her wrists free from his stronger grip. It failed miserably.

"I mean it Granger, what did he say to you?"

"Who Malfoy, what are you talking about?"

"Zabini, what did he say to you?" Hermione's head shot up when he said that.

"When," she once again tried to brake free from his grip, and once again failed.

"Outside in the halls, I saw you two. He said something to you that he was obviously proud of it by the way he smirked at you."

"Nothing, it's none of your business," Hermione said, finally getting out of his grip, "it's not your problem."

She moved off the love seat, replacing the book back where she found it. She walked to the mini fridge and opened it. It was charmed to have every kind of drink and food item you could think of. Hermione grabbed some pumpkin juice; as another bottle replaced it right after she took it.

Turning around to walk to the booth, Hermione gasped as her arm brushed against Draco's clothes. He stood, blocking her path. Her bottle dropped to the floor, shattering all over.

Draco leaned down, his lips brushing against Hermione's throat. Her breath caught as Draco's lips brushed her ear.

"If he does something to you, it is my problem," he whispered in her ear. She turned her head away from him, backing away. He followed her though, until her back bumped into the wall.

He placed both hands on either sides of her, so she couldn't get away.

"I told you," she whispered, head still turned away from him, "it's not your problem."

"And I told you it is," he leaned closer, the tip of his nose brushing against her cheek, "Now I'll ask one more time, what did he say to you?"

Hermione let her head fall in defeat, "he told me to, 'watch out, you never know what's waiting in the shadows'" She felt the tip of Draco's nose leave her cheek and trail down her throat.

"Malfoy," he looked at her strangely, like he just realized who was standing between the wall and him, "I need to change."

Draco moved out of her way, letting her go to her trunk and get out her school uniform. He was already changed into his school attire. Pulling out his wand, he muttered a spell that cleaned the broken glass of the long forgotten pumpkin juice bottle.

"Go," Draco turned around to see Hermione tapping her foot, pointing to the door.

"What?"

"Leave, I have to change."

"So?" Draco smirked at her as her face grew red in anger.

"So, leave the room I want to change."

"I won't look!"

"Malfoy you prick," she said, balling her hands into fist as they shook at her sides, "leave the room!"

Draco plopped down on the loveseat, "I don't think I want to."

"Malfoy leave the bloody room!" Hermione yelled, marching over to him. She stood over him, glaring, and her hands on her hips. Draco looked up, smirking, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Fine," Draco said getting up, "have it your way. I might let it slip to younger boys there is a girl changing in here though."

Hermione snorted, her back turned to him, "You wouldn't."

"Why not?"

She turned around, looking him in the eyes, "…because you'd have to look too."

"Who says I don't?" Draco's eyes widened as he let the thought pass through his lips, and he ran to the door, slamming it on his way out. Hermione stared quizzically at the spot Draco just vacated, wondering why he said that.

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