The next morning Hermione made her way downstairs to find to her dismay that Draco was hanging around in the common room. Without so much as a glance she walked over to the table and starting gathering the books and homework she needed for the trip to the library she was planning.

"Morning." Draco grinned cheerfully at her from across the couch. "Sleep well, I hope?"

"Morning." She replied coolly keeping her eyes on what she was doing. As soon as she had stacked her books and papers together she turned around only to jump as she realised Draco had moved to be standing directly behind her. "Ah!" She dropped all her books onto the floor. "Thanks a lot." She stared daggers at Draco and went to pick up her books, her irritation only growing as she saw the amused expression on his face. She looked up confused when she realised that he was helping her gather her things.

"I can manage on my own, thanks very much. I don't need your help."

"Haven't you ever heard of manners, Granger?" He kept gathering the papers she had dropped. "And I slept wonderfully, thanks so much for asking."

Hermione stared at him exasperated as he handed her the rest of her papers. "So what, today we are friends? I'm sick of trying to decipher what Malfoy I'm going to get each day to be honest."

"Variety is the spice of life, I promise you." He voiced, still with a half grin on his face. "Admit it, you would be bored with some other boring roommate."

"I dream of having a regular, boring roommate." She rolled her eyes at him. "I promise you." With that she turned on her heel and made her way down the Great Hall for a quick bite, before heading to the library knowing full well it would be as quiet as she liked at this time on a Sunday morning.

She walked into the Hall surprised to see Harry, Ginny and Ron all eating breakfast.

"What are you all doing up already?" She placed her books down and sat, filling up a glass of orange juice.

"Quidditch practice." Ron answered between bites of toast and slurps of juice.

"Yeah we've really upped the ante, We need to flatten Ravenclaw to keep our lead up." Harry spoke with complete seriousness. "We are going to win in our final year if it kills me."

"Oh of course, Quidditch." Hermione realised all of a sudden she had no idea what the standings were at all this year.

"Speaking of," Ginny looked at her scathingly. "You better actually make it to this match, you already missed the first one."

"Oh course I'll be there." Hermione assured her quickly. "I've been better the last week haven't I?"

"As good we can probably expect final year!" Harry smiled at her. "Come up to the Gryffindor common room this afternoon after we finish practice."

"Alright, will do. The library will probably be busy by then anyway." Hermione grabbed an apple and her books and hurried out of the great all with a wave over her head good bye.

With everything that had been going on, she felt as though she was miles behind in her work. Whilst she would still be way ahead of the majority of her year level, she was head girl! She had an example to set. Her head had been so otherwise preoccupied she hadn't studied with her usual discipline. She huffed in annoyance, she had felt so hurt by Draco last night, although she would never admit it to anyone in a million years. And this morning he was acting so different yet again! Hermione settled down into her favourite spot deciding more then ever she was sorted into Gryffindor all those years ago, at least with Gryffindors what you see is what you get.

She hadn't been studying long when she felt someone put their books down opposite her, she looked up expecting to see Neville or Luna but to her dismay Draco Malfoy was settling in.

"You have got to be kidding." She looked at him in exasperation. "Surely there is somewhere else you can study."

"I like this table."He smirked at her. "Besides we have had study sessions before and you haven't seemed to mind my company then."

"That's because you weren't acting like a complete moron then." Hermione rolled her eyes. "But if you feel so inclined to stay, just keep quiet."

"Yes mam!" He gave a quick sarcastic salute and started pulling out his Charms textbook. They both set to start their homework, with Hermione writing her Transfiguration essay as quick as her hand would allow, and with Draco reading up on Charms theory, tapping his pen as he read. Hermione found she couldn't concentrate with Draco constantly tapping his pen, she ignored it for as long as she could, at least that's what she told herself.

"Honestly!"She grumbled at him. "Do you mind?"

He looked at her innocently. "Do I mind what?"

"That insistent tapping! I said you could sit here if you stayed quiet!"

"First of all it's lucky for me, that you can't tell me where to sit," He raised his eyebrows at her. "And secondly, I can't be nearly as annoying as when you have those irritating friends of yours studying with you. They would be a hell of a lot louder then I am. "

"I assure you, you are much worse."

"What is about me that gets so far under your skin?" He reached forward and ran his hand like a spider up her arm leaving a trail of goosebumps as he went. She pulled her arm away quickly, touching the spot were he touched her reflexively.

"I just can't make any sense of you anymore..." Hermione said slowly staring intently into Draco's eyes. "Sometimes it feel like you are two different people, and I can't work out which one is real."

"Well, I do like keeping you guessing." He kept eye contact, intensity brimming between them. Hermione felt as though she was imagining, but there was a depth of emotion in his silver eyes that she had never gotten close enough to notice before. Suddenly a loud group of students coming in the library broke their moment. Hermione looked over to see a group of 7th year Slytherins coming in, with Blaise Zabini in the lead. When she looked back at Draco he had stood abruptly, grabbed his textbook and without another word he strode out the door of the library with a quick wave to his Slytherin counterparts before they had a chance to see the two sitting together.

Hermione stared after him, completely and utterly perplexed and thought with a bit of humour that having Draco as a roommate was more interesting then any one else would be. She took a deep breath and composed her mind, determined to think of nothing but Transfiguration for the next 2 hours until she would go and meet up with her friends.

**Very quick authors note: I've tried not to do these because I don't like to ruin the flow of the story BUT so you all know, although I have dabbled in fanfiction over the years this is my first attempt at writing a full story from start to finish so any reviews would be EXTREMELY appreciated! What you like and don't like I would love to hear :) Anyway, I hope you are enjoying this story as much as I am enjoying writing it :)**