Author's Note:

I'm so sorry for my super late updation.

I was busy with my graduation and my studies.

And I was making a long one-shot story which is not yet published.

I hope you'll like this chapter. :D

Chapter 6

Draco looked at her with concerned eyes for a while. And he shook his head when he realize he shouldn't feel that way. He sat on the corner of her bed when he became impatient. He swayed his feet while waiting and he stopped when he felt a box under her bed. He quickly looked down on her bed caused by curiosity. He grabbed the large box by his hand and opened it. He saw a hint of emerald green on it, then Draco rapidly closed and threw the box back to its place when he felt eyes on him. Granger's eyes. He looked at her with a shocked and it was the same for Granger, she was also shocked. "What do you think you're doing?" Her voice was lifeless and her face reflect to her actions and voice.

"Nothing." He said calmly.

"Nothing?" She said arching her eyebrow.

"Nothing." He repeated.

"Nothing? Are you sure? Then, what are you dong down there?"

"I was just checking something." He was managing to make his lie looked like the truth.

"Checking? Checking something?" She said, , then she looked down to see what is inside the box. She widened her eyes, she nimble her lips. "Oh,"

He rolled his eyes and he stood up and when he is holding the door knob, Hermione said, "Thank you," He turned to face her and nod and he completely walked off. She sighed as he walked off, he didn't even asked her questions.

When Draco reached his room, his thoughts were fully preoccupied by the happenings a while ago. Hint of emerald green, eh? He thought. He lay down on his bed for a while and his thoughts start to drift away as he closed his eyes. "Hermione," the back of his mind said. He opened his eyes again. Hermione is bugging him again. She's like a stain on his favorite shirt. He grabbed his pillow and covered his face with it.

Hermione's footsteps echoed down the corridor as she was running towards the library. When she entered she saw Draco on the corner of the bookshelves, checking some books. "You got here early," Hermione said stating the obvious.

Draco turned to faced her and raised his eyebrow on her."I'm not here to chit chat with you, Granger." He said impatiently.

She swallowed caused by embarrassment. "Alright, then. Let us start." She said trying to keep it cool. Hermione placed a big pile of her books on the top of the wooden table, and some of them roll down. Draco just stared at them as they roll towards him. And Hermione had enough of his behavior. She grabbed her books on her own and said, "Try to care sometimes, Malfoy." She glared at him for a moment before she slammed the books back to the table.

"Care? No way, Granger. It's not like me to care especially when it comes to you." His words hit her hard. Hit her hard on her heart like a dagger was repeatedly.

"Why—why do you hate me? Sometimes you're concern about me, and sometimes not."

"Concern? Seriously? It's not in my bloodstreams to have concern for mudbloods."

"Yeah, because you're a Malfoy and you're hardly raised to care. You think you're better than me? Well, you're wrong. You can't even be smarter than me. You think I'm a mudblood, know-it-all person, well, I think your an attention-seeking prejudice person. Pure bloods don't know it all. Do you know that I really hate you right now? You made my Hogwarts life a hell. Everyday, you always treat me like a swine. You treat me as if I don't belong here! If you think you can do this on your own, then fine! Go on, I wont force you to do it." She spat, she was trying to keep not to keep her voice loud, because obviously they are in a library and Madam Pince might scold them both. After Hermione had said it all, she decided not to let him speak. She looked at him straight but all she see on Draco's eyes was a numb one. As if, he can't hear what she was saying. Then after that she put her books on her bag and walked away.

When she reached her room she sat on the corner of her bed a think for a while. She can't believe they were fighting over a fallen book. How weird. I guess, I'll need to do this project on my own. She searched her bag for any sign of her book, but there was none. "Of all the books, that can b left, why those it needs to be the one with my initials."And then she remembered that she left it under the table when some books fell. "Oh no, this is bad. Really bad." She combed her hair with her hand caused by disappointment. "What if Draco sees it. Then he will start to suspect that I'm HJ. She rushed back to the library, but it was too late it was already gone. "Merlin, where is it?" She said as she knelt down the cold floor. She looked down the table but it wasn't there.

"Looking for something, dear?" Hermione turned around to see Madam Pince looking at her with kind eyes. Madam Pince prefer the kind of Hermione as a student. Hermione Granger is a book worm and the whole school knows that, and that was the thing hat Madam Pince liked about Granger.

"Umm, I think I left my book somewhere here." Hermione answered still thinks here was still hope that Madam Pince has it.

"Are you sure? Because I just saw Mr. Malfoy grabbing a book on that very spot."

"I'm dead." Hermione said to herself.

"Maybe you can go get it from it, it's not like the Malfoy's to steal objects. They've got it all. Maybe he'll understand. I'll leave you now, ." Madam Pince said and gave her formal farewell and then went back to her work.

"Maybe." Hermione whispered.

Draco flip the pages of Hermione's potion book called, Guide: Potions to Poisons , he grinned at the tittle. But before he can open the first page of the book, Blaise came and said, "Draco, let's eat Pansy is waiting for us."

"I'm coming. Go ahead." Draco said, and he threw the book on his bed. He fixed his tie as he head to the exit. The cold air greeted him as he entered the Great Hall. Not the usual cold air that is caused by the temperature. It was a sorrow. Sorrow coming from him. He can't identify the reason of his sorrow, his back stiffened and everything slowed down as he sensed her. He sensed Hermione. She got in to his bloodstreams. He kept on denying that it isn't her, it's not her. He absolutely don't love her. He's just suspecting that she's her. She was the same girl that he has fallen hard for. He was pulled away from his thoughts as Pansy grabbed him by the wrists and lead him to their table.

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