Chapter 13

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Hermione woke up confused. She found she was in her bed, not on the couch were she fell asleep.

She wanted to wait up of Malfoy, to make sure he got back alright. She didn't know why she wanted to do it, she just did. Except she fell asleep while she was waiting...

But then Hermione realised. Malfoy must of carried her back to her room last night! But why?

She slowly climbed out of bed and walked into the common room. She was surprised to see Malfoy sitting at the kitchen bench, eating breakfast.

"Morning Granger." Malfoy mumbled, as his mouth was full of food.

"Morning." Hermione murmured, her voice still full of sleep. She took a seat next to Malfoy and looked at the clock.

"Is it really ten thirty?" Hermione exclaimed, shocked she had slept in for so long.

"Yep. You slept in." Malfoy smirked.

"Thanks for pointing that out Malfoy." Hermione rolled her eyes.

Malfoy got up out of his seat and went over to the oven. He pulled out a plate and set it down in front of Hermione, along with a knife and fork.

"You cooked?" Hermione raised as eyebrow.

"Merlin no! I got one of the elves from the kitchen to bring us some breakfast. I put yours in the oven to keep warm."

"Oh. Thanks Malfoy." Hermione was shocked he would do something nice for her, even if he was using the elves to do it.

"Yeah well I felt like I owed you one for dragging you to the victory party with me." Malfoy explained.

Hermione nodded, unable to speak as her mouth was filled with bacon.

"Was the party as bad as you thought it would be?" Malfoy asked.

"Actually no, it was pretty fun."

"See, they aren't all bad." Malfoy smirked.

"Very true."

"Granger what was the point of you sleeping on the couch last night, when you have a perfectly good bed in the other room?" Malfoy teased. He wanted her to say she waited up for him.

"Well if you must know, I wasn't actually supposed to fall asleep there."

"Oh really?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows.

"Yes really."

"So then you weren't waiting up for me?" Malfoy teased.

Hermione turned red. "Why would I wait up for you?"

"It's funny Granger, because I wondered the same thing." Malfoy smirked.

"Sod off Malfoy." Hermione glared at him.

Malfoy shook his head. "Not yet. I have one more question I want you to answer."

"Okay..." She looked up at Malfoy with curiosity.

"Why were you crying yesterday?" Malfoy asked, genuinely concerned.

Hermione looked down at her plate, moving the food around with her fork. She tried to blink back the tears.

Malfoy moved his chair closer to Hermione. He laid one hand on the back of her neck. With the other hand he took the fork out of Hermione's hands, placed it on the plate and moved the plate away.

He gently placed a finger under her chin, and slowly turned her head to face him.

"Hermione... You can tell me." He whispered.

Hermione shook her head. She didn't want him to know. She was upset over something very small. And he was her enemy. Why would she tell him? And why would he want to know?

Malfoy looked deeply into Hermione's eyes, silently telling her it was okay. As Hermione started into Malfoy's eyes, she lost it. The tears poured out of her eyes and down her cheeks.

Malfoy wiped the tears away gently with his thumb. But the more tears he wiped away, the more fell. Instead of wiping them all away, he stood up, moved over to her and wrapped her in a tight hug, letting her cry all of her tears onto his shirt.

Malfoy held her tightly and stroked her hair softly as she cried.

"Malfoy..." She murmured.

"Yes." He whispered.

"Why do you want to know?" She mumbled.

"Because if you keep crying I'll have no one to fight with." He quietly teased.

Hermione half laughed, half sobbed. "If I tell you, you have to promise you won't judge me."

Malfoy chuckled. "It's too late for that Granger."

Hermione slightly pulled back, so she could look into his eyes.

"Yesterday morning, before the quidditch match... I got a letter from my father." She struggled to get the words out without bursting into tears.

"And he said," she took in a deep breath, "he said he's getting married again." The tears poured out of Hermione's eyes again. She burrowed her head back in Malfoy's chest, letting him comfort her.

Malfoy gently kissed the top of her head, while his hand rubbed soothing circles on her back.

"This soon? Wow how low can he get?" Malfoy blurted out.

Hermione sadly laughed into his chest. "I know. They just got divorced less than a month ago. I can't believe it."

"That's awful Granger."

"And," Hermione pulled back to look at him again, "the weddings at the end of October! I mean, that's this month!"

"Wow that's really soon. She must be a special girl." Malfoy frowned. If he moved on that quickly, then he couldn't have loved his ex wife, well towards the end of the marriage anyway.

"He invited me to the wedding. Apparently it's going to be a big event. But I'm not even in the bridal party! And I'm his daughter!" Hermione sobbed angrily.

"Can I say something?" Malfoy asked.

Hermione pulled back and nodded.

"I think even though he is your father and you will always love him, he did a shit thing. Sure you're allowed to be mad at him. But he's your father. He never meant to hurt you. Or your mother." Malfoy said.

Hermione took in every word he said. "You know what Malfoy? You're right."

"I've told you before Granger, I'm always right." He smirked.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Seriously. It's true what you said. He will always love me, no matter what he does. And you know what? I'm going to go to the wedding. I wasn't going to, but now I am." Hermione said firmly.

"There you go!" Malfoy grinned.

"Thanks Malfoy. You always know exactly what to do." Hermione said sincerely.

"Well I am a Malfoy after all." He smirked.

Hermione stood on her tip toes and kissed Malfoy's cheek tenderly. Instead of pulling away she moved her lips to his ear.

"And I wouldn't have you any other way." She whispered. Her words shocked him. Hell, it even shocked her!

Malfoy looked at her, smirking. He winked at her before moving away.

"I think you should owl your father." Malfoy said, regaining his voice. He was so shocked she said that. But he won't deny he loved hearing those words come out of her mouth. He knew he had to get out of her sight, as he could feel his pants beginning to get a bit too tight...

"Okay. Thanks Malfoy." Hermione said, walking to her room.

"You're welcome Granger. Just try to keep those tears under control, okay?" He teased.

Hermione laughed. "Sure thing Malfoy."

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Hermione found herself walking around the huge castle later that afternoon. She liked being by herself, just thinking and exploring.

Malfoy was right. She needed to get over the fact that her dad is getting married. Wether it was tomorrow or next year Hermione still would of had the same reaction.

It was more the fact that her parents were no longer together. They had moved on. There was no chance of them ever being a 'couple' again. She would probably never see them both in the same room at the same time.

It was sad to think that. They use to be so in love. But now... They have nothing to remember that love by, well except for Hermione.

Hermione was pulled out of her thoughts by a some what familiar voice.

"Granger."

She turned around. "Oh hey Blaise."

"Are you lost?" He asked, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"No. I'm just wandering around. Thinking. Are you lost?"

"No, I'm on my way back to my common room. I just went as saw Ginny. Well actually I've been with her since we left the party." He confessed.

"Ahh! Spare me the details!" Hermione joked, putting her hands over her ears and saying 'la la la' out loud.

Blaise laughed. "Don't worry Granger. I'm not going to tell you how amazing sex with Ginny is."

"Ahh!" Hermione quickly put her hands over her ears again.

"Okay okay Granger calm down."

"Okay, well I'll let you go, since you're probably wanting to get back." Hermione said.

"Actually, can I ask you something? Don't worry this will stay between you and me." Blaise smirked.

"Um... Sure." Hermione said uncertainly.

"What's going on with you and Malfoy?"

Hermione was shocked. "Um..." Should she tell him about their snogs? Does he already know? "Are you crazy? We're enemies!"

"I know that, but you two are basically living together... Something's bound to happen." Blaise smirked.

"Blaise, trust me when I say this. Nothing is going on with Malfoy. Nothing will ever happen between Malfoy and I, okay?" Hermione said firmly. She didn't want anyone to know what they do. But she felt really guilty for lying to him. And her friends.

"Okay Granger. I believe you. Just be open to all possibilities, okay?"

"What?" Hermione asked, confused.

"I gotta go Granger, I'll catch up with you later." Before Hermione could protest, Blaise was gone.

And he left a very confused Hermione behind.

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Instead of returning to the Slytherin common room, Blaise went back to see Ginny.

They both knew something was going on between Malfoy and Hermione. They were still enemies, but the air had shifted between them. He could tell they still hated each other, but it wasn't the same kind of hate as before. But Blaise just couldn't figure out what kind of hate the two were sharing.

Blaise knocked on the Gryffindoor common room door. He waited for a few moments before a small fourth year, a girl with braids, opened it.

The girl's mouth dropped open at the sight of what was standing in front of her.

"Can you please get Ginny Weasley for me?" Blaise asked. He knew this girl would do anything for him, judging by the look she was giving him.

The girl was too shocked to say anything, so instead she nodded, closed the door and ran off in the direction of Ginny.

A minute later Ginny opened the door. She didn't say anything, nor did Blaise. Ginny pulled out the invisibility cloak out from under arm, threw it over Blaise, and walked back to her shared room.

The minute they were both inside the room, Blaise tossed the cloak on the bed and kissed Ginny on the cheek.

"What did you find out?" Ginny asked with pure excitement. She loved meddling with people's love lives.

Blaise sat on the bed and indicated for Ginny to do the same. "She denied everything. But she had this look in her eye. It was like she was guilty about something."

"You know what I think? I think they've done something. I can't believe Hermione didn't tell me!" Ginny exclaimed.

"What did you find out from Malfoy?" Blaise asked.

"He denied it, of course. But he kept saying how much he hates her and how he would never do that with her. But it was the way he said it all. There was too much hate. He was putting on a cover." Ginny smirked.

"Fuck! I'm going to get him back! But first we need to give them a little push." Blaise smirked wickedly.

"Definitely..."

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Hermione was sitting in charms class next to Malfoy. It was the last class of the day, so everyone was tired, even though todays only Monday.

But Professor Flitwick was not helping at all. He was going on and on about the banishing charm. He wouldn't stop talking.

Hermione didn't bother listening, as the charm he was talking about is one they did last year. She knew everything about the charm.

But it appeared no one else was listening to the old professor either. Most people were whispering to each other. Some were drawing random things on their paper.

Hermione was one of those people. She was just drawing small, simple things on the white piece of paper.

She was bored to tears.

So she looked around the room. Ginny was ripping pieces of paper and compacting them into small balls. Lavender was checking her nails. Of course.

Ron was asleep! That's right, Ron had his head on the desk with his eyes closed. Although this didn't surprise Hermione.

For some reason Harry wasn't in class. Hermione was actually worried. But she figured he must have a good reason. He always does.

Hermione then looked to her right. Malfoy was just staring at something in front of him. He was deep in thought. He was also flicking his quill around in his fingers lazily.

Everyone was extremely bored. Everyone wasn't paying attention. One person was even sleep! But Flitwick didn't even notice. He always gets really passionate when he talks, and often forgets he is teaching in front of a group of students.

Oh well, who can blame him. He's old.

Suddenly something caught Hermione's eye. She looked down, at her paper to see writing was starting to appear.

Hermione and Malfoy,

Blaise and I are going out Wednesday night. We are going to muggle London. We would love to spend some time with our best friends. So you both are coming. And that's final.

Ginny and Blaise xx

When Hermione stopped reading, she turned and looked at Blaise and Ginny. They both smirked and nodded their heads.

Hermione frowned and looked at Malfoy. He looked just as confused as she did.

Hermione really didn't want to go. For three reasons.

Firstly, she has to go out of the school grounds. Breaking a rule.

Secondly, she has to spend the entire night with Malfoy. Ahhh...

Thirdly... She has to spend it with Malfoy! And they have to get along!

Even though the third reason is a repeat, they were all valid reasons why she didn't want to go. She knew it would be a night from hell.

Why? Why! Why? She chanted.

Hermione groaned out loud.

"Is there something you'd like to share Miss Granger?" Flitwick asked.

"Umm... No, I just had something stuck in my throat." She blushed beet red. The class laughed at her, not because of her blushing but because of what Flitwick said.

Flitwick turned back to the board, pointed to something and continued talking.

Hermione internally groaned. This class would never end...

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Malfoy stormed into the common room, slamming the door behind him. Hermione was sitting on the couch, doing her homework. She jumped when the door slammed.

"What the fuck!" Malfoy yelled. Hermione knew he wasn't talking about what she was doing. He was talking about their 'date' with Blaise and Ginny.

Hermione stood up. She had been waiting for Malfoy to come back so she could let out her anger. "I know. I mean who do they think they are!"

"I fucking know! They want us to go on a double date!" Malfoy yelled.

"We're enemies! We don't go on dates! We'll end up killing each other before the nights over!" Hermione was so angry. She needed to do something about all this anger.

"Like fuck we will! I mean who do they think they are!" Malfoy shouted.

"Malfoy I already said that!" Hermione laughed.

"Oh. I got caught up in the moment." Malfoy ran a had through his hair in frustration.

Hermione laughed.

"Where the fuck are they! We need to sort this out!" Malfoy said, no longer yelling, although his voice was still full of anger.

"I know!" They both made their way to the door. Just as Hermione put her hand on the door handle, Malfoy stopped her.

"Granger, you know we could have some fun with this." He smirked, planning something evil.

"How so?"

"Well they obviously think something is going on with us, and what they're doing is giving us a little push. But what they don't know is we're enemies. The anything we will ever do is to relieve our anger, right?" Malfoy was starting to get a bit excited with his master plan.

"Yes..." Hermione was confused where he was going with this.

"Well what we should do is pretend we do have feelings for each other. And then we go on this 'date' and pretend that we're falling in love or some shit like that."

"Yes! That's great! How would we do it so they believe us though?" Hermione was excited.

"Well firstly we will go and see Blaise and Ginny to protest that we don't want to do this. But then we finally give in and accept. And then I'll go to Blaise and you will go to Ginny and say that we think we have feelings for each other but we're not sure."

Hermione beamed. "You're a genius Malfoy!"

Malfoy smirked. "And then when we go on the 'date', depending on what we do, we'll get to know each other and seem interested. And then by the end of the night we might be snogging or something. And we will be able to do that easily as we already do it."

"You really are a bloody genius!" Hermione laughed.

"I know! Are you ready to go and put the first part of our master plan into action?" Malfoy asked, bursting with excitement.

"Yes! But wait, where are they?" Hermione quickly asked quickly.

"They are in the bloody Gryffindoor common room." Malfoy rolled his eyes, not looking forward to go in the filthy room.

Hermione squealed with excitement. "Lets go!"

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Hermione and Malfoy barged into Ginny's room.

"What the fuck?" Malfoy was supposed to be asking about why they wanted to go on this 'date' but ended up talking about the fact that Ginny and Blaise were lying on the bed in a heated make out.

Luckily they still had their clothes on, but if they had of come a minute later, they might not have been so lucky.

Ginny squealed and Blaise grunted when they heard Malfoy's voice. They both sat up, bushing bright red.

"Man can't you see I'm in the middle of something?" Blaise complained to Malfoy.

Hermione just stood there uncomfortably.

"You get enough sex. You can go without it for a minute." Malfoy shot back.

"Just because you're not getting any." Blaise murmured. Malfoy glared at him.

"So um what are you guys doing here?" Ginny asked.

"What the hell are you guys trying to pull! Is this some kind of joke?" Hermione yelled, pointing between herself and Malfoy.

"No. Just calm down okay. We just want to spend time away from school with our best friends." Ginny explained.

"We just wanna have some fun." Blaise smirked. Ginny smacked him across the arm.

Ginny rolled her eyes."There will be none of that when we go. We're just hanging out as friends."

"But we're not fucking friends!" Malfoy yelled, indicating between himself and Hermione, doing exactly what she did a few seconds ago.

"Well mate why don't you try. You are both heads. You both share the common room. You need to get along. I'm not saying be friends, but you never know, you might actually enjoy each others company." Blaise shrugged hopefully.

"No we won't. I'm not going, okay. Plus I really don't want to sneak out of school." Hermione argued.

"Oh Hermione live a little! Do something out of your comfort zone. It won't hurt you. And I promise we won't get into any trouble." Ginny assured.

Hermione shook her head. "I don't care. I'm not going to risk it."

"Hermione please come! It will be fun, I promise!" Ginny begged.

"I don't know..." Hermione said uncertainly.

"Draco come on mate! It will be great, just like old times!" Blaise smirked.

"But I have to spend a whole night with Granger." Malfoy complained.

"You think this will be fun for me too? Hell no." Hermione yelled.

"So you'll come?" Ginny asked hopefully.

Hermione groaned.

"Come on Mione! You know you want to!" Ginny smirked.

Hermione let out another frustrated groan. "Fine. I'm in. Are you Malfoy?"

Malfoy sighed. "I'm gunna regret this, but whatever I'll come. But you guys owe me one!" He agreed, looking at Blaise and Ginny.

"Whatever man." Blaise rolled his eyes.

"You guys will thank us one day!" Ginny squealed. Blaise shot her a look.

Hermione raised an eyebrow and Malfoy crossed his arms.

"Okay good. We can't wait! Now get out. Blaise and I have to finish what we started." Ginny winked at them.

Malfoy and Hermione both cringed before walking out of the room. Once they left the common room they burst into laughter.

"We did it! They believed us!" Hermione laughed.

"Yeah we did! Fuck this is going to be fun..."

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