Disclaimer: Yes, I do own Harry Potter. Yup, that's why I'm sitting here making up stories when I could just put it all in the book. No, I'm kidding. I do not own Harry Potter. All I own is the plot.

When it all begins…

-12 pm-Noon-

The two had been staring daggers at each other all through out the week, the heat, the revulsion, all the hate has been building up. Anyone walking by wouldn't even notice the glares thrown between the two though, it wasn't like this was a rare occasion. On the contrary, this was the most common occurrence noticed to this generation of Hogwarts. But if anyone had actually taken the time to notice, there was more to these glares than just usual hatred. There was heat, a passionate lust, unknown even to them.

Today was just like every other day.

Potions class.

Slytherins on one side.

Gryffindors on the other.

Only a few actually paying attention to what the professor was saying.

Surprisingly though, Hermione Granger was not one of the few paying attention. At least not to the professor. Instead she was staring at a boy. No, a man. She laughed at the thought of him being a man. Okay, a boy. After all they were in there seventh year. But still, no matter his age, he may never be a man to her. Always a cowardly boy. The way he tortured her with his words, the way he teased her; a sign of immaturity that he would always have. Her eyes narrowed at the thoughts of him. He shook his head a bit clearing the stray strands of perfect blonde/white hair that had been falling into his gray/blue eyes. The hair just fell back again. Hermione's facial expression softened once she noticed how innocent he looked just sitting there.

Her heartbeat quickened as he looked up and met her eyes. His eyes tapered a bit at her stare, but slowly softened. For minutes neither of them moved. They just sat there, staring at the other. The most civil interaction ever to take place between the two. Yet there was different that passed between them with this stare. Some kind of feeling felt by both. Something new. Something that could change the fates of both the two teenagers.

The bell rang bringing the two out of their own little world.

"Draco!" Someone called out from the Slytherin side of the classroom. Draco looked away from Hermione to see who was calling him.

Hermione gathered her stuff and hurried from the classroom with out waiting for Harry or Ron.

Draco looked back to the place where Hermione was sitting to find no one there.

What had gone on between the them, Draco wondered. He had actually exchanged a civil glance with the insufferable know-it-all. How had he not gone blind from the horrendous hideousness of her face. Okay, maybe he had gotten a little too dramatic about it. But he still hated her. And he always would. It was his nature to hate her. The person he was to be had hate her.

Draco gathered his stuff and left the dungeons still contemplating his thoughts as he walked out the door and down the hallways.

She was still a bushy haired know-it-all annoying friend of the boy-who-lived.

Nothing had changed about her.

So what was going on?

-1 hour later-1 pm-

"Hermione! Hermione! Wait up." Harry and Ron called as they ran down the hall to catch up with Hermione after their divination class and her muggle studies. Hermione turned around to see them running after her. She laughed at the mess they looked like. Their robes were strewn all over themselves and their papers were completely out of order with their folders and other class materials.

"Look at you boys! Honestly, can't you keep yourselves together for one class?" Hermione scolded playfully.

"It would appear not." A cold voice came from behind Hermione.

Hermione stiffened at the sound of the voice. She slowly turned around as Harry and Ron reached her to face her enemy.

Hermione's breath caught in her throat when she noticed his eyes upon her. A shiver went through her body as he raised an eyebrow at her.

"Leave us be Malfoy. It's only insulting that you think those words of yours actually hurt." Hermione lied quiet well. True, she had been getting this verbal abuse for six years now, but still the words always echoed through her head; no matter how much she tells herself it means nothing coming from Malfoy.

"Aw Granger, I'm hurt that you don't want me around." Draco said sarcastically, holding his hand over his heart.

"Of course you are. Now that that's settled, leave."

"It's not your hallway. I'll stay if I want to."

"Fine. Stay. I'll leave. As long as I get away from your awfully pale and ugly face I'll be fine."

"Sure that's the reason, Granger. Of course that's how you feel."

"What exactly are you implying Malfoy?" Hermione asked, teeth clenched, and taking a few steps towards him.

"I'm implying one of either two things, your pick." Draco said calmly, also taking a few steps closer. "Either you can't think of anything to win this argument with so you choose forfeiting. Or, you just can't stand my irresistibly good looks and don't want to admit you really can't stand not throwing yourself at me, so you force yourself to leave." He said arrogantly.

"Have you forgotten who I am Malfoy?" Hermione said still getting closer.

"No, you're still the same annoying bushy haired know-it-all muggle born trash I've always loathed."

"Right, then tell me why the hell you would think I would ever, and I mean ever, think you were the least bit attractive." Hermione said harshly.

Draco took the last step so that they were right in front of each other, only centimeters apart, not just yet touching. Draco leaned closer to Hermione's ear to whisper in it.

"You tell me." He said huskily. It took her a minute to respond, and in that minute Draco thought about something. What the hell was he doing? Getting this close to her. Speaking to her in such a manner. She was nothing. So why was he wasting time on her? Because she was fun to annoy, he tried to reason with himself. Just watching her get all flustered amused him.

The thing Draco didn't know was the effect this was having on Hermione. The moment he bent his head down to her she had been washed over in his scent. His deep voice in her ear made her eyes close in wanting. Then it hit her what he had said. She snapped out of this insane trance she had been put in. Hermione pushed him away and he stumbled at the unsuspected movement.

"You want me to tell you?" She went on not waiting for an answer. "I'll tell you then. I don't find you attractive. At all. Your delusions are running away with you Malfoy. Stop fantasizing about me." And with that she walked down the hallway, Harry and Ron following close behind, and Draco staring at her retreating back.

"Me fantasizing about you Granger. Sorry, but I think it's the other way around." Draco called out lamely after her. She didn't bother to turn around. "She doesn't think I'm attractive. Ha, I'll show her what she thinks." Draco mumbled to himself as he walked in the opposite direction of the trio.

-9 hours later- 10 pm –

"Ron! What is taking you so long? Hurry up we need to patrol!" Hermione shouted up to the boys dormitories.

"Hermione, I don't think it would be a very good idea for me to patrol." Ron said as he came down the stairs with what appeared to be Dragon pox.

"Oh Ronald! How did you let this happen?" Hermione complained. "No forget it, I don't want to know. Good night Ron, I'll take you to see Madame Pomfry in the morning." Hermione said in a weary voice and t hen left the common room.

Hermione was just about through with her patrols when she ran into some unexpected company.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the muggle born." Hermione stopped walking after hearing his voice and clenched her wand tightly. "All alone? What, did Weasly realize even he was to good to be hanging around with you?"

Hermione turned around.

"Listen hear you arrogant pain. I'm tired of your nonsense. Leave me be." She said venomously.

"Oh but you're so fun to annoy." Draco smirked.

"Hmm, so that means since you're so much fun to curse I can go ahead and curse you?" Hermione asked in an innocent tone.

"Ha, ha, wow Granger you must be running low on comebacks." Draco sneered.

Hermione clenched her teeth. "Ugh you're pathetic. I absolutely loathe you." She turned back away to walk down the hallway back to the common room.

"Good to know the feelings are mutual, you piece of filth." Drao called after her.

Hermione stopped walking and took in a few breaths. She turned to face Draco, but was caught by surprise when she saw that he was right behind her. She stumbled backwards and would've lost her balance if he had not reached out to catch her. He wrapped his right arm around her waist and supported her back with his left arm.

Hermione was so close she could smell his cologne. He was intoxicating. They were both pulled into a trance, just by being so close to each other; both forgetting everything that was going on around them and only focusing on one another.

Draco pulled Hermione upright so she was against his chest, but didn't let go. His face got so close to hers.

Draco looked into her eyes, looking for any kind of sign that he should back off. When all he saw was lust looking back at him, he dove in smashing his lips to hers. She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue to roam around. She then battled her tongue against his. Both wanted dominance over the other.

He pushed her up against the wall, and she jumped up wrapping her legs around his waist. Her hands went through his hair as he supported them against the wall. Hermione grinded herself against Draco in hopes of getting more comfortable, getting a low moan from Draco. Hermione became very aroused by the thoughts of having this power of Draco.

"Miss Noris wait up!" Hermione broke away from Draco at the sound of Filch around the corner.

Hermione looked at her watch and realized patrols ended 15 minutes ago. Just when she was about to look at Draco for help she was pulled behind a statue and wrapped tightly in someones arms. She looked up to see Draco pulling his cloak over them to help them blend in with the shadows.

Both Hermione and Draco heard a cat hiss and run by them.

"Miss Noris!" Filch shouted again as he too ran by them.

They waited a minute before they left their area. Hermione looked at Draco. He had just helped her not get caught by Filch. What had made him do that? The Draco Malfoy Hermione knew would never do that for her. So what was going on?

Hermione decided to be a good person and thank Draco. "Um, thanks for that." Hermione said awkwardly while trying to brush a piece of hair out of her face.

Draco pushed the piece of hair behind her ear while gently caressing the side of her face. He leaned down slowly and kissed her softly.

"I still loathe you." She said softly after he had ended the kiss.

"And the feeling is still mutual." He whispered into her ear, then pulled away with a smirk.

Draco let go of Hermione's face and left, cape billowing behind him, in the direction of the dungeons. Hermione took a deep breath telling herself that she would think about all this later, and headed off to her common room. Both walking off, and neither realizing that this is just when it all begins.

First chapter- COMPLETE

Second chapter- ON ITS WAY

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