Well, if this isn't surprising, it's another Dramione story, I just love those two...but don't worry, I plan on writing with other pairs...lol sorry if it gets old...lol...um lets see, once again this plot line is NOTHING like my first two...it's really really and I mean really different read and review if you like!

What've You Done Now?

Chapter One Do you believe?

Hermione said good bye to Ron and told him to tell Harry that she'd meet them back in the common room later on that night. With slight protest he agreed and she was off to the library. She was looking for a certain book about how to deal with vengeful spirits. She'd heard that it was a very good book and figured that she'd find out herself.

Breathing in through her nose deeply Hermione upped the steps and thought back on her life. She'd been doing that quite often lately. Thinking about what she had been through and who she wanted. Not in the since of who she wanted as a friend or a partner. Well, maybe a partner, but the kind you spend your life with, not the kind you shared a seat with in potions. It was her sixth year and she was plenty enough of a women to be attracting attention. Male attention. She knew that she wasn't exactly the most beautiful girl in the school, but she didn't think that she was ugly.

Sure she knew that her hair was rather annoyingly thick and her curls were often unruly, but she figured that she wouldn't be harbored by the facts. She knew that her eyes were brown and simply that. They were not a gentle green like Ginny's or striking blue like Cho Chang's. The one thing that she was sure of was her body.

Hermione fancied her body this year. She'd lost her baby fat a few years ago, but going through 'womanhood' made her slight larger than she'd wanted. Of course now that she was older and her hormones were leveling out, her body was comfortably thin yet shapely. Womanhood had been good to her as far as her figure was concerned. She had hips and a nice sized chest. Her legs were nicely curved and her shoulders were feminine. She loved her body, but, she noticed disappointedly, no one else seemed to.

She walked down the hallway swinging her hands at her side and avoiding the crowds of people easily. It was something that she was used to and it didn't bother her to elude them. She knew that they wouldn't see her and wouldn't move, so she'd learned to go around them.

In all her fit of running around people, she bumped into someone and looked up apologizing quickly. It was Dean Thomas. He was nice and kind and of everyone she was happy it was him that she bumped into.

He smirked at her, " Hermione Granger, fancy having you bump into me today." He said and she giggled. " I was actually hoping to run into you, and, what do you know, that's exactly what happened isn't it?" He said and she nodded embarrassed.

" It appears so, and let me apologize again Dean. I was in an awful hurry." She looked up at him and his kind eyes and realized that, while he did qualify as male attention, and he was quite nice attention at that, he wasn't her cup of tea. She thought of him as a friend and only that.

" It's fine, really. I was wondering if you'd want to be my partner in potions. I know you usually partner with one of those Pavil twins, but Seamus is out this week, he's sick you see, and I figured that you'd be a nice partner. If that's okay with you?" He asked looking terrifying desperate and Hermione nodded, choosing not to mention that there was no way she was going to partner with either of the Pavil twins seeing as how they weren't on good ground lately. " It'd be perfectly wonderful to partner with you Dean." She said, realizing that he probably chose her as a last resort. She sighed and excused herself from him returning on her quest to the library.

While she didn't find Dean attractive in that way, it still would have been nice to have him at least showing interest in her. She would rather have attention that she didn't want that no attention at all.

The library was in view now and she slowed, knowing that the librarian wouldn't want her 'running' around the bookshelves.

The slightly dark, cool and deliciously unoccupied library was Hermione's haven. She could always count on her books. They would never betray her, and never would they call her ugly or leave her alone in the world. She would rather be in the company of a book than anyone else in the world. Even Harry or Ron, she thought rather guiltily. Immediately she felt bad about the thought that popped into her head, but knew that nothing she ever did would make it go away.

She went to the section containing the book she was searching for and almost at once found it. Ecstatic that it was in she took it back to one of the long tables in the middle of the room. There were a few other kids at some of the other tables. Two Hufflepuff's who were probably first or second years hovering over their large books, probably studying for a test. Some Ravenclaw girls who were talking quietly more than they were reading and a few others placed around. She found a long table to herself and instantly tore into her book. It was interesting, but she found herself distracted at the moment by a very quiet giggling noise coming from the bookshelf directly behind her and to her right. She spun around in her chair and inspected the noise.

No sooner than she turned around did a skinny, blond Slythren girl prance around the corner, still erupting in giggles. She smoothed over her skirt and walked on, tossing a dirt look at Hermione. Curious Hermione kept watching and soon found an answer and it disgusted her.

A few moments after the Slytherin girl had walked out none other than Draco Malfoy appeared after her, placing a slick piece of hair back into spot and straitening his tie. He stopped at the edge of the bookshelf while the girl kept walking, tossing a wink over her shoulder. She waved before she left and Draco nodded to her with a sly smile.

Hermione couldn't stop herself from grunting, which without delay caused Malfoy to cast her a look. He turned to her and pulled his dressing robes strait.

" You have a problem Granger?" He sniped, looking down at her decisively.

She felt shrunken with him standing over her so she stood up and found herself still rather short compared to him. He'd grown quite a significant bit since the year before. Her head landed at his collarbone and she hated that fact.

Draco loved looking down on mudbloods, which he found easy since he was so tall. He loved to see them squirm like the dirt that they were. Still as he looked down at Granger he noticed that she did no such squirming. Then again she never had been gutless like the rest of her kind. She always was standing up to him like she was worthy or something. That almost made him more angry than if she would writhe under him. He couldn't decided if he would rather she her acting pathetic and worthless, or noble and unrightfully snobby.

She stared up at him and stuck her nose in the air, " No Malfoy, I haven't got the slightest problem. Why would I?" She asked almost sarcastically.

Malfoy gritted his teeth. " It's time you realized that Granger."

" I mean, it really couldn't matter less to me who you take behind the bookshelves for a round. After all, if their going willingly, I would think that they have got the problem."

Malfoy lost his cool for a moment and raised his fist, " Why you filth! You repulsive mudblood." He would have yelled but he knew that he would be cast out, probably for the rest of the term and that wouldn't do at all, so he kept his voice down. He then decided to make a joke out of the situation so as to rile up Granger and get his temperature back down again. " So I suppose that means you wouldn't meet me behind the book shelf then Granger? It's a pity, your not as ugly as you used to be, I might be able to stand you if you weren't so damn soiled underneath your skin. On top of that your friends with Potter and those idiot Weasley's It's a shame." He shook his head, expecting Granger to snap back, instead her head was tilted down and he couldn't see her face.

Hermione was so damn angry that she couldn't find words. Tear were coming to her eyes from frustrated rage. She took a deep breath, in that breath she admitted to herself that, while she hated him with practically all her heart, she found herself almost happy; He had said that she wasn't as ugly as before, which meant that he thought she was prettier this year. She looked up at him and, with her voice extremely low and rather controlled and bit back in the only way that she could think to.

" Draco Malfoy," With this Malfoy's stomach dropped, her voice was so soft and low, almost sensuous, and with it being the first time he'd ever heard her say his name, he didn't know how to feel.

" Draco Malfoy," She repeated, " Do you believe, do you actually think, that you are so damn loved around here?" She asked seriously.

Draco stumbled at this. It was the last thing he was expecting. " What?" He watched her carefully.

" Do you think that everyone around here thinks your so great? You have the biggest ego in this whole school and honestly, you don't deserve it. The people who do care about you are air headed. Such as those idiot's Crabbe and Goyle, or Parvati Pavil. Pansy Parkinson. There all brainless and are just going after you because they need someone to follow or else they'll be lost."

Draco searched for some smart remark but found none, instead he stood there, mouth open and stunned.

" Listen Draco, I don't imagine that your a bad guy. I just believe that you have a big head and care too much about what people think about you. Your, after all, not ugly in the least." She stopped for a second, surprised at herself for saying this. She'd never admit it too herself and hoped that he hadn't heard her. She figured it best to go on and hope he wasn't paying much attention. " If you just, weren't such a jerk, you wouldn't be that bad. Well," she decided that she'd better leave so she picked up her book and started to back up quickly. " I'm going to leave now Malfoy…Draco." She decided to call him. She smirked. " Draco." She considered. " It's actually not a bad name you know." With that she left extremely hastily.

Draco stood there baffled and extremely confused. So in fact confused that he stood there for about three to four more minutes before he headed back to his common room.

weird place to leave off, but then again, Mr. Pigg is weird...lol...Um, I rather like this story...Once again, I'm trying to get people to look at Hermione as more than just a bookworm...YAY for Hermione the princess...