Chapter six:A Viscious Tigress and A Prophecy

Draco found himself sitting in a seemingly familiar room. It was quite dark, he could barely make out the love seat he was sitting on. The creak of a door startled him, he looked up and found himself temporarily blinded by the light coming from the door way. When he regained his sight he saw a trail of blood red fabric quickly disappearing from sight. He got up driven by curiosity and followed with a determined stride, but no matter how fast he walked he only ever saw the trail of blood red fabric disappearing around the next corner as if they were in a never ending maze.

Draco woke disappointed. Once again he had not gotten a single glimpse of the mysterious girl. It was the third night in a row he'd had this dream. It had started the very day he and Hermione made the truce. He trudged his way to the bathroom, still thinking about the girl in his dreams. what the hell is wrong with you man, he thought, She's not even a real person, hell you don't even know it's a girl you could be chasing after some guy in a dress all night...how embarrassing. But somehow he couldn't escape his gut feeling that it was a girl and a pretty one at that.

It was 7:00 when Hermione's alarm went off. She woke from an exhausting dream feeling utterly relieved it was over. For three nights in a row now she had been having the same dream, where every night she was running from a mystery man in a never ending maze. She didn't even know why she was running, it's not like she was scared of him or anything, she just knew she had to.

Hermione decided to make her own breakfast, instead of eating with the rest of the Gryffindors. She had a bowl of cereal since that was all she seemed able to manage with her preoccupied mind. When she finished she quickly rinsed her bowl and then continued to get ready, she was almost out the door before she realized she had forgotten to brush her hair. She ran back up the stairs, threw her bag on her bed and entered the bathroom with out thinking. She found it occupied by Draco, who only had a white fluffy towel wrapped rather low on his hips. Five years of quiditch had certainly done him well thought Hermione as she quickly averted her eyes, grabbed her hair brush and was about to leave mumbling "sorry Malfoy" when she found him blocking her doorway. "Not so fast Granger, don't you know your manners? You're supposed to knock first," said Draco, casually leaning against the door frame.

"I said I'm sorry Malfoy, now get out of my way," said Hermione keeping her eyes firmly on his face, scolding herself for wanting to take another peak.

"Oh is that what you mumbled? Didn't sound to sincere, and look all you want Granger, I know a prude like you hasn't seen a man half naked before,"

Hermione however had quite enough of this and pushed him quite forcefully out of her way. Draco staggered back a few feet before regaining his footing. That Granger's quite a little tigress strong and quick with her claws, but no girl gets away with pushing me, he thought angrily. Draco then grabbed her arm and pinned her to the wall. He saw shock, anger and fear in her big golden brown eyes. Ive got you right where I want you Granger you should be scared, Draco thought as he leaned in ever so slowly, grazing her cheek with his own before whispering menacingly in her ear, "Don't you ever push me again," Hermione then whispered "Don't you dare pin me to the wall ever again Ferret," as she brought her knee up rather forcefully into his crotch. Draco immediately let go of her, collapsing to the floor in pain. Hermione smirked , grabbed her bag and began walking out pf her room, stopping at the door way to say, "If the worlds lucky you won't ever be able to have children," and left.

Rolling on the floor in pain, Draco had a new found respect for Hermione. Damn that little mudblood, she needs to be de-clawed, he thought angrily, but what angered him more was the pang of guilt he felt for calling her a mudblood and the slight tingle he still felt on his cheek. What the bloody hell is wrong with me? He thought as he got up glimpsing at Hermione's clock. Dammit I don't even have time for breakfast now, could this day get any worse? Little did he know it would. Grabbing an apple off the counter he began walking to transfiguration. His day became ten time times worse when Professor McGonagal told them of their new seating plan. Which of course had him sitting right beside Hermione. Oh this is just bloody fucking brilliant, he thought as he sat down in his new desk, his only saving grace was that Blaise was sitting behind him. A piece of parchment landed on his desk. Enjoying the seating arrangements? was written in Blaise's writing. Draco glared at him before writing his reply. You prick! Of course I'm not enjoying the new bloody seating arrangements. Do you know what she did to me this morning she bloody canned me. He wrote angrily accidentally poking a couple of holes in the parchment. Draco then levitated the note under Blaise's desk letting it land on his lap. He heard Blaise chuckle which only made him angrier. Woah calm down mate...you probably deserved it anyways. Draco was getting angrier by the minute. Deserved it? Whose bloody side are you on anyways? She barged into the bathroom without knocking, then gets mad at me when I tell her to get some manners, pushes ME out of the door way, so I pin her to the wall and then she cans me! The nerve of that woman, how the hell do I deserve that? The note however sent Blaise chuckling again. Professor McGonagal looked at him angrily so he quickly covered it up as a cough.

Hermione could barely keep from chuckling herself. She'd been watching the whole exchange between Draco and Blaise out of the corner of her eye. Can't handle a women who can take control Malfoy? she wrote on a spare piece of parchment and then slipped it onto his desk. She then continued to take notes with a smirk on her face. Less than a minute later she had the same piece of parchment shoved rather forcefully back onto her desk. Oh I can handle woman alright and I defiantly can and will handle you. You have no idea who your meddling with and once again you need to learn some manner ease dropping isn't very polite and for god sakes whipe that god damn smirk of your face. Hermione however continued to smirk just to spite him as she wrote her reply. You will do know such thing, and I thought I was dealing with Draco Malfoy but maybe I was mistaken. Don't you dare talk to me about manners you need to learn quite a few yourself and as for the smirk...I'd like to see you try.

Much to their disappointment Hermione ad Draco found they were seated together in every class except for Defense Against the Dark Arts. Draco was seated with Lavendar Brown who really wasn't much of an improvement at all and Hermione was sitting with Blaise who was surprisingly tolerable for a Slytherin. Monday and Tuesday went by rather quickly, though their bickering increased in class and during patrols they maintained their truce and were now on their last night of potion making with Professor Snape. This had put them both in a very good mood, and though some close calls brought out some tempers they finished just in time for their patrol. Professor Snape gladly dismissed them and took the potion to a very surprised Dumbledore. "They're getting along better than I expected," he said. Snape opened his mouth to disagree but Dumbledore put his hand up to stop him. "I know you have had some very long, tiring and stressful nights with them but you will see in due time Severus, after all we cannot forget about the prophecy."

So that's chapter six. I hope you enjoyed it...I'm sorry it's so short I promise the next chapter will be longer. As I said before reviews and feedback are always appreciated :)