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Chapter four: Dinner invite

"Hermione! You slept through breakfast!" said Ginny, when she walked in the common room. She slightly shook Hermione to pull her away from her dreams.

"Go away-" she said sleepily, trying to turn around on the couch to return to sleep.

"If you don't wake up, you'll sleep trough potions!" Hermione at once grabbed the front of her robes for Malfoy's new letter.

"Malfoy.." she whispered.

"Yes! Exactly that's why you need to go now!"

Hermione rushed up to the Girl's dormitory, changing her clothes as quickly as she could Rushing to the empty common room, Hermione grabbed her school bag and ran out the protrait hole.

"Granger! You are late! Ten points from Gryffindor!" barked Snape, as she stood up from his chair. "I do not accept tardiness. Now. Sit. Down." Hermione felt her face heat up. She sat at the end of the table beside Harry, who was frowning.

"where were you this morning?" asked harry, leaning closer over to her.

"I fell asleep on the couch last night and Ginny left me there."

"Maybe if you slept when you should, you wouldn't have that sort of problem." he said, with a small smile.

Hermione stared at him in annoyance and sighed. Running the tips of her fingers across the letter she hadn't replied to yet, she pulled it out. Professor Snape had requested they continue taking notes. Hermione looked at the front board then over to Malfoy. He sat at his sit, not paying attention to his surroundings.

Draco,

You are currently sitting infront of me, not paying attention to anything. To inform you, I don't like

potions. I can't believe Snape took ten points away from my house. I'm glad to hear that you aren't

friends with people in your house; No offense. Most of them are not nice. You look nice today.

-HM

Draco looked over his shoulder, pretending as if he were stretching and looked at Hermione quick enough to make eye contact and a small smile. Hermione's heart skipped a beat as she looked away.


"Hermione." whispered Ginny at the table during lunch.

"Hm?" said Hermione, twirling the food with her fork.

"Did you write back to him?" she asked, Hermione nodded. "And?"

"He replied before I fell asleep. I sent my response just before I came here."

"I hope you know he has been staring at you since he walked in."

"What?" Hermione immediately looked up to make eye contact with the beautiful blonde Slytherin. She blushed and Malfoy raised an eyebrow and went back to reading the letter he held in his hands.

"What did you say back to him?"

"It was rather short. I was in potions when I wrote it. I had mentioned my dislike for potions and that I was glad he wasn't friends with the ones in Slytherin because they aren't very nice. Also that he looked good today. I'm sure he will just love that I said that. Ha!"

"He must have enjoyed that." Ginny rolled her eyes. "I want updates. So keep me informed. I have to go to the library now. Professor Binns is being ridiculous! See you tonight."

Hermione waved at her friend as she walked away. Taking a sip of her pumpkin juice, Hermione looked over the rim of her goblet and made eye contact with Malfoy again. Smirking, she grabbed her school bag and left the Great Hall.

"Granger!" she heard as she began to walk up the stairs. Turning around, Malfoy ran up to her. "Here." he said handing a new letter to her. "Hopefully see you later." he said turning around and leaving her standing there confused. As she began to walk the stairs and they moved further to the third floor, she began to read the letter.

Hermione,

Potions is a bore to me. Most of the potions in the class i've already made before
because of my father. I'm curious to why you were late for potions? Snape just
doesn't like the golden trio. You may not like my house, but i'm not very fond of
the people in your house either. Most of you are stuck up. No offence. Thank you
for the compliment, you look nice too; as always. I was wondering. Instead of having
dinner in the Great Hall... Would you like to have dinner with me? If so, meet
me at our tree. Hopefully see you tonight.

-DM

Dinner with Malfoy? Hermione could only imagine how that would turn out. Smiling, she rushed to her next class to begin to write back. As Defense Against the Dark Arts class began, everyone remained silent for the lesson while Professor Willough prowled up and down the row of desks, as he glanced down to the work that the students were doing. Hermione was, of course, the first one finished. Taping her quill impatiently, as she had half the class left to waste. Professor Willough walked up to her, slightly flustered that no matter how difficult she thought the work to be for the class, Hermione managed to always finish midway throughout the class.

"Finished, Hermione?" asked Professor Willough.

Hermione nodded. "Yes, I am."

"Brilliant. Now stop tapping your quill. Do something to keep yourself occupied." she said, taking Hermiones work. Putting her round glasses on, she began to look over Hermione's work.

"I was actually wondering if I could go to the library to study." said Hermione quietly.

"Yes, very well." going to her desk infront of the room to write Hermione a note to be excused from class; Hermione packed her school bag.

Hermione walked through the corridors very slowly. For once in her time being at Hogwarts she didn't actually want to go to the library. She only wanted to think about things. Draco Malfoy wanted to have dinner. Promising her that he wanted a friendship with her was hard to imagine. From the many years in the past, the insults he always had to say to her. But thr feelings that she always had when Malfoy would just look in her direction, made her heart race. Taking a seat in the back of the library, at her corner table she pulled out parchment and her favorite quill to write Malfoy his response.

Draco,

I suppose the proper thing to do is to accept your dinner invitation. But I'm not
sure if I should. Which you should probably know why, for obvious reasons....
I guess meet me at our tree during dinner. I'll have to walk Ginny to the Great
Hall first, then I'll be down. Well, I'll see you tonight. Classes end shortly.

-HG

Rushing to the owlery to have one of the barn owls find Malfoy, so she didn't have to find him herself, she tied the the letter to the owl and sent him off.


"Ginny! Oh, Ginny." said Hermione when she sat on the ground infront of the couch. Ginny who was sitting on the couch, flipping through a book placed it down, coming down to the floor with Hermione.

"What is it?" she asked finally when Hermione didn't say anything else.

"Malfoy wants to have dinner with me." she blurted out.

"What?! Did you say no?"

"No! I told him I didn't know if I should or not but I ended up telling him that I'd walk with you to the Great Hall then meet with him."

"Hermione.. Do you have a crush on Draco Malfoy?!" whispered Ginny excitedly. Hermione only blushed.

"No, I don't! What.. What about Ron?!"

"What about him? He is a prat that is only stuck up annoying girls-"

"Ginny!"

She grinned, "What? I'm only saying.. Don't worry about Ronald, Hermione. Do what you think will make you happy."

"Please dont tell Harry or Ron. Please?"

"I wont. I promise, but you will have to tell the one day. You know?"

"Yes.. One day I will tell them."

"Why wont you tell them now?"

"Well, because Ronald is a foul git and for Harry wouldn't understand. He would just assume that Malfoy is an a seecret mission."

"But his father is in Azkaban, that was the only reason why he had been the way he was before."

"I know, he doesn't want to be like his father. He even said he doesn't have friends in his house anymore."

"It's been a year now. I think Harry might understand."

"I know, I just dontwant to risk that yet.. Not just yet."

"I think if you told him, he might accept the friendship.. Dinner is soon. Let's get you prepared!" Ginny took Hermione's hand and dragged herstairs.

In the process of getting Hermione ready, they tamed her curls so they fell down to her shoulders in soft elegant curls. She wore dark blue jeans with her black ballet flats that she hardly ever wore. Then a green long sleeve shirt that buttoned up completely.

"You look amazing! He will fall in love the moment he sees you!" said Ginny grinning. "My work is complete."