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Chapter 15

Draco managed to clean all the black soot off his face and collar and clean his hair. He smirked to himself when Potter and his Weaselette girlfriend got a week's detention. Potter had sadly recovered, but was on the verge of tears the entire time. Granger had done something bad, he could tell.

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Granger gave the correct answer, which Draco was amazed by, because it was a many digit long answer. Binns wrote it on the blackboard while Draco and a few others scribbled it in their books. Most of the people were asleep, but Draco was to full of his own thoughts to do so, and ended up scribbling the twenty-one digit number. He looked up and saw Granger looking at him, and scowled. For some strange reason, she smiled back. He thought of something funny; something funny to get her back. He knew that somehow he had done something more than walk past her and call her names. He distracted himself by looking into his Placis ball – a ball that showed you a view of any place as if it were on tape - and saw Katniss Formals and that Peeta Strati boy snogging in the Slytherin common room again. He wrinkled his nose in disgust and put it back, waiting for class to finish, so he could corner his Mudblood enemy.

He cornered her as soon as Potter and Weasel had gone to the bathroom. "What did you do?" he demanded, and he saw Granger put on a look of confusion.

"I don't know what you mean…" she started, but he interrupted her quickly.

"What did you do to make me forget?" Unsurprisingly, the Mudblood looked as if he had remembered a 'long-lost relationship'.

"I didn't. It was Harry, the Snitch gave him a…" she said, but he stopped her again, following her story. But all he could really think about was that he had given his feelings to her, liked her. He had liked a Mudblood.

"That's all I need to know." Draco muttered, bringing her close for a hug. He almost gagged at the feeling of a Mudblood body against him, but managed to keep up the act of yuck! He thought. To keep up the act of love towards a Mudblood. He could imagine a letter from his father in his head if anyone saw them.

Draco Lucius Malfoy!

How dare you expect anyone to be okay with the fact that you hugged a Mudblood! You are lucky I haven't sent a Howler yet, but I assure you, there will be one the second I hear you've been against a Mudblood again. How dare you feel anything for a Mudblood? And for the Granger girl? What has happened to you? If I hear any more about this girl, you will be sent a Howler, confirming your disown. Do NOT go against the Malfoy name, young man.

From your utterly disgusted father,

Lucius Malfoy

"Never let it happen again." He finished, having thought so much in a mere three seconds.

"How did you-?" Granger started, but Draco cut her off again.

"Shh," he said into her mass of hair. "It doesn't matter. At least you have me back."

He gagged as soon as he had pushed her away. She fell right into the Room of Requirement and he gave himself a satisfying smirk when he closed the door behind him, locking it securely.

"Did you really think I would come back to you?" he spat at her. "Mudbloods are so…"

He didn't finish because he thought he heard a whisper, and sure enough, Loony Lovegood walked into the room. He couldn't understand how calm she could be when her friend was about to be attacked. And he only knew it was her when she spoke, her calm voice making him think one kind of insult; insanity. Insane, she's insane. Unknowing, but smart, but insane…

"Draco Malfoy! Are you insane?" she said calmly. No, he thought. I'm not insane, but you are.

The Mudblood started to utter Loony's name, but Draco put a simple silencing spell on her, and her lips moved, even without the sound of her swallowing.

"Consider yourself… done for." Draco sneered, coming closer still to Granger, as she backed away, and Draco knew immediately that she should have been placed in Ravenclaw, which was still bad, but definitely better than Gryffindor.

Loony started to disarm him, but he used a simple charm to wrap ropes around her body and used another to squeeze them tighter and tighter, until Loony could hardly breathe, and then he released her, but he immediately flung her across the room and behind a stack of old armchairs.

"Ferula," Draco muttered. Bandages appeared and he let them drop beside him. He didn't care that Granger might tell anyone-he would erase her memory of who had done so and how it had occurred, and perhaps make her think that Potter did it, give her memories of it happening, but with Potter playing his role. How fun that would be. "Crucio!" he yelled, and the Mudblood fell to the ground screaming and rolling about. After two full minutes of full-on torture, Draco ended the curse. He was smiling to himself, and placed a slicing charm on Granger's arm. He almost laughed out loud, but managed to contain himself. He put the bandages on her arm, but then left her and Loony to suffer in the room. While he went to enjoy his next class, his second favourite; Defence Against the Dark Arts.

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"Mudblood," Draco muttered as he passed Granger.

"What was that, Ferret?" He nearly burst with the anger of being called that name. But then he made the mistake of replying.

"I said, if you were listening, Mudblood." He snarled, but too loudly. McGonagall gave him a week's detention, and he scowled at Granger even more.

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Draco received an owl at midnight, and opened it. It read:

Dear my sweetest Draco,

I have the pleasure of giving these chocolates to you as a token of admiration. You are such a great role model to all the younger students, and are just the only thought on my mind. I cannot do my schoolwork properly because of you, and I assure you that it is because of you. I will always be there is you need someone to help you. If you really must know who I am, look at the bottom of this letter. If you don't, keep reading. Draco, may I have the pleasure of taking you on a date to Hogsmeade? I'll buy the drinks, and I have a surprise for you aswell. Please accept.

Lots of love from,

Pansy

He wrinkled his nose up, and ate the whole box of chocolates as if he were Crabbe or Goyle. He started thinking about Hermione, but he shook her from his mind.

The next day, he told Pansy his answer.

"Pansy," Draco said, looking to his left diagonal to see the girl.

"What, Draco?" she asked, and she and Daphne exchanged looks of hope.

"I decline your invitation." She looked at him in a confused way, and he did the same. He turned away, and smiled at Hermione.

She was so beautiful, sitting there, half reading, half eating, but looking straight at him. She smiled back, and Draco felt something in his heart flutter. He started remembering things.

He remembered going to many places with her, and the Snitch transforming him.

He knew he owed Hermione Jean Granger a big kiss and a date in Hogsmeade, where he bought the drinks. Just then, though, he heard someone utter an unforgivable curse, and Hermione's friend, Ronald Weasley dropped dead on the floor.