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A;N: sorry for the wait, the chappie kept getting rejected
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Hermione slammmed the portrait door behind her as she entered the Head's common room. Seething with rage she sat on the couch as Draco entered the room behind her. "Hermione?"

She ignored him.

"Hermione, please."

"What Draco?" she confronted him. "Just in case you didn't notice, this isn't the best time."

He sighed, "I know, its just we really need to talk"

Hermione stared at him for a moment the nodded in resignation. "Ok."

"Well, about today..."

"I can't." they both said at the same time.

Hermione looked up at him and smiled. "Nothing against you personally, Draco, its just I have somebody else"

He nodded, "Same, actually, so do I."

Hermione was shocked, "You do?"

"What? Is that so hard to believe."

"No," said Hermione "I just never thought you the type, but forget about that. Tell me about her."


Draco smiled, "We were both small when we met. She was brunette, and her hair was pulled back, so I couldn't really see it. She was bubbly, but it seemed like she was upset at something. There was just something about her that made me draw closer, even though she was a muggle."
Hermione raised her eyebrow, "You fell for a muggle? But what about all those remarks? All that teasing, when all along you loved a muggle yourself?"


Draco looked down, "As I told you before, those were all my father's ideals. I just had to follow them. Or have them get beaten into me. Surprisingly, I prefer the former. But now its different, I'm legally an adult now, so it doesn't matter. After Hogwarts, I can do what I please, and believe me, that wont involve going back to Father."


Hermione gasped, "He would actually beat you? Well I can understand not having the love of both parents. My dad was a drunkard, and my mom always had to pay attention to him. I pretty much had to fend for my self."
He gave a small smirk. "I guess thats where you got the ability to be so headstrong and stubborn, eh?"
She blushed.
"Enough of all the depressing talks, tell me about your person."


"Well...when I met him last, he had dirty blond hair, and these really nice blue eyes. He seemed stubborn, but went right away when someone called him. He was really nice, though. And he gave me a kiss. Funny, I never thought I'd fall for a Slytherien. Ron and Harry would kill me if they found out"
Draco raised his eyebrow. "No bloody way. You fell for a Slytherien?"


She nodded.


~*~*~*~


The days passed quickly since Draco and Hermione had become more civil towards each other. No longer was there constant bickering, or namecalling. Hermione also found that Draco could be a great confidant. They spent many pleasant hours by the fireplace in the Heads Common Room talking about anything and everything they possibly could. She found such compatability with him, that she was surprised. He was no longer the boy she used to know, or rather she found a side of him that he had kept hidden.


Despite her protests, she felt an attraction of some kind to the blonde Slytherin. He felt the same way towards her. Yet, they respected each others wishes, and didn't want to disrespect their own. Hermione's feelings began to get quite complicated. On their many visits to Hogsmeade (as Heads were allowed unlimited access for the betterment of the school) she bought a blank notebook, in which she began to write poems. It was an effective way to release her feelings, and she was left feeling less awkward around Draco.


As for her relationship with Ron and Harry, Harry and apologized, and accepted her decision on the reassurance that she wanted to be civil on the purpose of making life with Draco more bearable. With Ron, on the other hand, she hadn't had quite so much luck. He proceeded to be as persistant in ingoring her as she to try talking to him.


Ginny, meanwhile, remained her main source of advice. Together they went through the Slytherins one by one, trying to figure out who Hermione's mystery lover could possibly be. Her thoughts remained about Malfoy, but she knew it impossible.


Draco's solution to his complicated feelings were simply to ignore them. However, it was not so easy. Everytime he saw Hermione, talked with her, or laughed with her, he would get a strange feeling inside of him. He began to like spending time with her more, and looked forward to thier evenings spent together in close proximity. It weren't just her looks that appealed to him. Her personality was bubbly, and warm. He opened up to her, as he had no one else. Again and again her debated telling her about the necklace, and if she could possibly know who it was, or if it was her, herself. He never did anything about it however, lest it ruin the already delicate relationship they had.


He knew that this was his last year to find his mystery girl if she was a witch, and if he never did, he sometimes thought of what it life would be like with Hermione. She was so like him, it was almost too good to be true. They shared the same love of books, and pets. They both wanted children, as well as were into getting challenging careers. But no matter how close Draco came to giving up on his girl, and just going after Hermione, he refrained. In his heart he knew that he still loved her, and that wouldn't be fair to either Hermione or her. Draco contented himself on just spending time together with her, and enjoying their friendship.


Even the people of Hogwarts had gotten used to the sight of them together. At the beginning there were many nasty rumors floating around. People accused them of the most heinious atrocities. There were rumors that they were going out, that they were sleeping together, some even of one another giving each other love potions. Wherever they went, it seemed like the rumors were following them. However, they proceeded to ignore each and every one of them. By getting no response from the two, most of thier peers began to get accustomed to the idea of Hermione and Draco being together. Pretty soon it was almost as normal to see Harry and Hermione together, as it was Hermione and Draco.

~*~*~*~

Hermione made her way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Spotting Harry, Ron, and Ginny, she made her way over towards them. She gave Harry and Ginny a hug, and turned towards Ron as usual.

"Hey Ron."


He ignored her as she knew he would, but Hermione had had enough. "What is your problem Ronald? Its not like I've committed some big crime or something. Harry and Ginny don't seem to have a problem with me and Draco being friends, and I don't get why you have to be so stubborn."


Ron looked shocked at her outburst, and nearly everyone looked up from their food to see their happening fight, Draco included.


"DO NOT IGORE ME!!! Do you at least have the fucking decency to talk to me to my face?"

Ron turned red. "What do you want Hermione. I've already told you my view on this matter. If your going to be friends with that-that ferret, then you can't be friends with me. Its one or the other Hermione, if I were you, I'd take my pick."


Harry, prodded by Ginny, came forward from the gathered crowd. "C'mon mate, be reasonable."
"No Harry. That's my final decision."

Hermione stared at him for a moment. Then, her eyes filling with tears she turned to run out of the Great Hall, only to be stopped by Draco, who was behind her. She looked up at him with wet cheeks, then walked out of the hall.

Draco turned back to Ron, disgusted. "Is that how you treat most of your friends Weasel? Because if it is, then I'm not surprised Hermione would rather be friends with me than you."


"Get your fat arse out of this, Malfoy. This isn't any of your buisness."


"Isn't it? Its not my buisness when you tell my friend that she has to pick between me and you? Its not my buisness when you make her cry and run out of a group of people, mortified? I'd like to see anyone try and tell me that isn't my buisness. Your disgusting and pathetic Weasley. Don't blame Hermione for acting the way she is. When, in most part, it was your fault to begin with."


With that, he turned on his heel and followed after Hermione.

~*~*~*~

Draco walked to the Head's Dorm briskly. He was stopped by Leela. "She's in there Pa-Sir. She was crying an awful lot, and didn't answer when I asked her what was wrong"


He nodded. "United."

"Good luck sir," she said she opened the portrait hole for him.

He walked in and spotted Hermione collapsed on the floor in front of the fire. "Hermione?" She gave no acknowledgement that she had heard him. He went to her and lifted her face to him. "Hermione, its ok. He doesn't deserve you if he's going to act that way."

Her eyes met his. With tears still streaming down her face, she flung herself at him. Draco's arms fit comfortably around her, and he began to stroke her hair.


"Thanks for being there for me Draco."


"No problem." he shrugged softly.

Their faces slowly drew closer.



A/N: i knoww, evil cliffy, im sorry, but i actually brought this chappy out faster than i had expected, it just kept getting rejected for various reasons[=


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