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Title: Close Encounters

Chapter: 2

Author: Shameless

Rating: NC-17 eventually

Pairing: Draco/Hermione
eventually

Warnings: Smut and general naughtiness�

Summary: When Draco Malfoy turns up at the school gates looking distinctly
worse for wear, he�s soon snubbed by the Slytherins.
Fearing for his safety, the Headmistress places him in the Head Students�
Suite, occupied by Anthony Goldstein and Hermione Granger. Can Hermione get
through to Malfoy or is he still as pig-headed as
ever?

Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Harry Potter,
it all belongs to Jo Rowling and co. so don't sue.

*&*

Ever
since their arrival at school, Ron and Harry had always made their way to the
Heads� Rooms to pick up Hermione for breakfast and dinner. It had just turned
out that way although they�d never discussed it.

Hermione
had forgotten about it though and was currently tying her hair back for dinner,
smoothing the unruly curls into a simple ponytail and wishing that her hair
wasn�t quite so hideous. She knew that she could use hair products and Glamours but it just wasn�t her style to be so vain.
Turning from side to side so she could check it, she smiled at her mirror,
pleased with her appearance.

Walking
into the bathroom, she knocked on Draco�s door, the
sound echoing through the room she was currently in. �Yes?� he asked as he
opened the door, an eyebrow raised.

Hermione
cursed herself for blushing, feeling vastly inferior to him. She knew that she
was more than his equal academically but she hadn�t got such a
commanding presence. Not that she wanted it, of course. �The Headmistress told
us that I have to take you down to dinner. I�m leaving in a few minutes.� she
said, succinct as usual.

He
nodded and walking back into his room, he grabbed his cloak and fastened it
before walking back to where she was, locking his door with several complex
charms. Noticing Hermione�s sceptical look, he frowned. �Habits die hard.� he
told her, before striding into the common room and leaving Hermione.

Walking
after him, she paled when she heard the knocking on the portrait. �Shit.� she
muttered, shooting a look at Draco as he sat in one
of the armchairs, looking supremely pleased with himself.

Hermione
thought she preferred the wearier Malfoy. She knew
he�d be unbearable once he�d managed to gather himself together like he seemed
to have done.

�Hi
guys.� she said with a smile as she opened the portrait a crack to see Harry
and Ron, smiling back at her. �I�ll just be a second.� she told them, shutting
the portrait back on them.

Draco raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing across
his lips. �They don�t know?� he asked, already knowing the answer.

�Don�t
antagonise them, Malfoy. I�d rather eat with them
than you but I haven�t got a choice. Now come on and please be civil if you
can�t manage nice?� she asked, knowing she was pleading and not caring too
much.

Draco almost smiled at her plea, finding the idea of
being nice to Potter and Weasley far too amusing.
�I�ll be my usual self.� he told her cryptically and saw her face fall. He
didn�t feel bad for her, it wasn�t like she wanted him
to eat with her anyway. He knew that he didn�t have a place at Hogwarts anymore
but then� He didn�t have a place anywhere.

�Great,
I can hardly wait.� she muttered irritably as she motioned for him to get up. Following
her, Draco put on his customary sneer as she opened
the portrait hole, feeling satisfied as Potter and Weasley
recognised him and reacted accordingly.

�What
is he doing here?!� Ron cried, his face turning the habitual Weasley red. �You should be in Azkaban.� he hissed at Malfoy, feeling disconcerted when the Slytherin
didn�t so much as move a muscle.

Harry
was more diplomatic and merely sighed in defeat. �I knew you�d be back
eventually. I wish you bloody well weren�t but I suppose we�ll have to put up
with you. What are you doing living here
though?� he asked, perplexed.

Hermione
had never felt more grateful to Harry in her entire life, she didn�t think.
Thank Christ one of them had a cool head. �He�s not safe in the dungeons an-�

�I
can talk for myself, Granger.� Draco cut in, sharp
and scathing. �If I were in Azkaban I would be closer to my father, which the
Ministry won�t allow Weasel. And in answer to your question, Potter, I�m here
because the Headmistress won�t allow me to have my own room.� he answered,
strangely calm.

�Right.� Harry said, trying to digest all the
information. �Right.� Making a mental note to visit
McGonagall after dinner, he nodded and looked at the three people in front of
him. �Shall we go to the Great Hall, then?� he asked.

Hermione
� anxious to get away from the awkward situation � nodded. She could see Ron
out of the corner of her eye and he was still glaring at Malfoy,
who was ignoring him. �Good idea, Harry. Let�s go.� she said and pulling Ron
away from the blond, propelled him down the corridor in front of her.

*&*

Dinner
was a nightmare. From the moment the four had walked in, silence had deafened
the room, with everybody staring at the new arrival. Jeers and insults came
from the Slytherin table as expected but almost
everyone had a look of loathing and dislike on their faces.

�Ignore
it.� Hermione whispered to Draco, seeing how nervous
he was underneath his fa�ade. His hands were shaking, almost minutely and
Hermione felt for him, even though she didn�t want to.

Draco didn�t turn to her but muttered a
�I generally do� out of the side of his mouth as he followed her to the top of
Gryffindor table. When they were seated and the food appeared on the table,
people started to whisper and talk once more, everyone talking about the same
topic.

�I
can�t believe McGonagall expected us to bring him down here.� Ron grumbled as
Lavender piled his plate with food for him. Surprisingly they�d managed to make
it as a couple, Ron realising that Hermione wouldn�t forgive him for a long
time. Therefore, he figured that he might as well keep seeing the other girl.

Draco looked up from his plate, glancing across at the
red-head. �She didn�t ask you to do
anything, Weasel. I believe it was Hermione who had the burden of bringing me
down here to eat.� he pointed out, watching as Ron�s ears went red with
embarrassment.

�Still,
it�s just unfair.� he carried on, knowing he�d lost
his argument and not wanting to back down in front of the blond.

Hermione,
sitting next to Draco, spoke once her two best
friends were engaged in conversation with others. �Are you okay?� she asked,
feeling sorry for the other boy.

Draco looked at her, Hermione unable to decipher
anything in his eyes. �I�m fine, Granger.� he said flatly. �This is nothing
compared to what I�ve seen.� he said cryptically before digging into his pork
chops with renewed vigour, cutting the meat deftly and quickly.

Harry
noticed his prowess with a knife and looked up at Hermione, seeing his
expression mirrored on her face.

Worry.

*&*

As
they made their way up to their rooms, Draco had
decided to loosen up a bit around Hermione. He didn�t trust her but he knew
that she was on edge around him because she didn�t know whether he was the same
or whether she was fighting a completely different person.

Smirking
at the back of her head, he decided to do what he used to do. Torment her. �So,
Weasel and the Brown girl are still together, then?� he asked, seemingly
innocent.

The
change was immediate. Her posture stiffened and her voice when it came, seemed
strained. �Yes. I believe they�re very happy.� she answered, knowing he was
trying to get to her.

�You
know, I always thought that you and the Weasel would end up having tonnes of
red-headed brats.� Draco carried on, enjoying this
game.

Hermione
shook her head. �No, that won�t be happening.� she told him, her voice sounding
weary.

�Why?�
he asked.

She
looked around at him and he noticed the slight sadness etched on her features.
�It just won�t work.� she said simply and before he could open his mouth to
bait her once more, she turned on him. �I wish you�d stop this childish
behaviour, you know. I know full well that you�re only trying to annoy me and
it�s working so stop.�

�Why
should I? Your friends are going to make my life hell so why can�t I take my
anger out on you? It�s not like you�re worth anything!� he spat, grey eyes
glittering with something Hermione didn�t recognise.

She
held back her sob and taking a deep breath, she spoke again. �I know you�re a
little git who doesn�t know how to behave but I�ve
been entrusted to keep you safe. Now unless you�d like me to hex you and tie
you up naked in the Great Hall, I�d suggest you shut up, Malfoy.�

Draco smirked at that thought. �You know as well as me
that you can�t do that. McGonagall would have your Head Girl badge in a second
and you�d be out of here. Perhaps if you were to go, she�d bring in some
gorgeous Pureblooded witch�
That would make me act a whole lot nicer.�
he taunted, a malicious grin on his face.

Hermione
didn�t react as he thought she would, didn�t hex him or even hit him. �She
wouldn�t have you. No-one would after what you�ve done.� she said quietly, her
eyes boring into his.

Turning
back round, she strode ahead of him and didn�t keep the portrait hole open for
him when he reached it. Muttering the password, he entered the room just as
Hermione�s door closed, hearing the wards go up on it.

Sighing,
he made his way to the bathroom and from there into his own bedroom. He wasn�t
about to apologise to her for his actions because in his opinion, he didn�t
need to. She was just a stupid, silly Mudblood and Malfoys never apologised to those of a lesser status.

But
hearing the soft sobs through their connecting wall, Draco
gritted his teeth and flung up a Silencing charm. Perhaps apologies were in
order and he just hadn�t realised it yet.

*&*

Waking
up the next morning, Draco opened his eyes and
immediately sat up, his wand in his hand. Relaxing as he remembered where he
was, he took a few shaky breaths and wiped the sweat from his brow, his skin
clammy.

He
had been dreaming again, or rather reliving memories. The image of his murdered
mother was imprinted on his brain and he found that every time he shut his
eyes, he would see her. He knew that Voldemort was
behind it, that it was that madman�s way of getting
revenge for his own failure.

Trying
to shake off the uneasy feeling in his stomach that he knew was guilt, he got
up and stretched. Getting up, he threw on a dressing gown which had been
hanging in the wardrobe, along with various other clothes. Draco
had felt oddly touched by such a kind gesture, not used to such things.
Although he had been spoilt rotten as a child, his parents had never given him
things until he had asked for it or rather screamed for it.

Walking
into the bathroom, Draco cursed his luck at having
been placed in rooms with Goldstein and Granger. �For Merlin�s sake.� he
muttered upon seeing that somebody was using the shower.

Turning
to walk out of the bathroom, he was interrupted by a girly shriek and whipped
back around, surprised to see Hermione wrapped in a fluffy, white towel. �What
the hell are you doing in here? I�m
taking a shower!� she exclaimed, her cheeks flushed with the heat of the water
and the anger of catching Malfoy spying on her.

Draco raised an eyebrow. �I assumed that the door would
lock if the room was in use. As for what I was doing in here, I was hoping to
use the shower.� he said, looking at her with interest. She actually looked
better with colour in her cheeks, more alive.

Not
that he could talk.

�I
can�t believe the nerve of you! McGonagall trusted you to stay here and what do
you do? Spy on m-�

�Oh
shut up, Granger.� Draco interrupted, glaring at her.

Hermione
shook her head. �It is unacceptable. I�m not going to live where I don�t feel
safe a-�

Draco spoke again, cutting off the girl�s protests. �I
already told you� I didn�t know the
room was in fucking use.� he said, his temper starting to get the better of
him.

�Did
you not look at the panel by the door?� she asked, curiosity piqued. Draco shook his head and she carried on, sighing in
irritation. �If you look next to your door, there�s a panel that says whether
the bathroom is in use or not in use.� she explained.

Draco shook his head. �There�s no panel.� he informed
her, cutting her off before she could speak. �There�s no way I would�ve walked
in if I�d known you were in here.� he told her, the insult more than implied.

Hermione
crinkled her brow in confusion. �But, both mine and Tony�s rooms have them. Why
doesn�t yours?� she asked, Draco assuming that she
was speaking to herself.

�Perhaps
because I haven�t got a separate door to the Common room?� Draco suggested, somewhat put-out
that he was different to the Head Students.

Hermione
nodded. �Perhaps. Well, can you knock in the future? I�m
not too keen on the idea that you�re just allowed to walk in.� she said, her
voice as bossy as ever.

Draco rolled his eyes as he walked towards the other
bathroom door, letting himself into the Common room. �Whatever,
Granger. You don�t need to worry, I don�t plan on divesting you of your
innocence.� he drawled.

Hermione
bristled. �As if you�d get the chance.� she muttered as she stomped into her
bathroom and proceeded to get ready, making a bit more effort than usual. She
didn�t know why but the comment had gotten to her more than she�d normally let
it.

Fuck the stupid ferret.
I have my own love life which is more than he can say� she thought viciously
as she tried to tame her hair into loose curls.

*&*

�Where
are you going?� asked Draco, Hermione finding his
tone rather child-like. �Well?� he asked, recovering face and sounding
condescending.

She
turned around to see him sprawled in an armchair, freshly washed with tomes of
books littered on the ground around him. �I�m going out. It�s a Saturday.� she
said, a small smile twisting her lips.

Draco rolled his eyes. �I know what day it is. I just
wondered what�s got you smiling like you�ve just received an O in all of your NEWTs.� he said, a sneer on his lips. Brushing his hair
back from his face, he noticed her glance at his scar and quickly let it fall
forwards again, shielding his eyes.

�I
said, I�m going out.� she said simply.

Draco raised an eyebrow. �With whom?� he asked, flipping
a page in the book he was reading and looking up at her when she didn�t answer.

Hermione
flushed and glared at him for guessing why she was so happy. She shouldn�t have
let him speak to her in the first place, she should
have just strolled out of the common room and left him to it. �Never you mind, Malfoy.� Hermione answered and with that, left the room.

Draco looked up from the book and a smirk formed on his
features as he rose from the chair and grabbed his cloak. �We�ll see, Granger.�
he muttered as he left the room, intent on finding out who
the Head Girl�s date was.

*&*

A/N: Thanks for the reviews!
I actually thought I�d get 2 reviews or something but there�s so many! *grins*
I can�t actually believe it. I thought I�d answer some of the queries that came
up though�

Avari20: Thank you very much for
your review. It was well thought out and made me consider my views for the
story. As I�ve said, the story will be Draco/Hermione
but I think they have a lot to get through and sort out before they can become
a couple. Draco�s too scared to be in a relationship
and Hermione�s not ready either. Both of them will help each other along but
it�ll take a while before they appreciate each other.

AraLuna: Oh my gosh your review
was long! Thank you! I�m glad you like my Draco and
that you�ve seen what I�ve tried to include. I�ve never thought Draco was evil, just a spoilt little boy trying to live up
to his father�s expectations. I guess I just thought that as he�s failed his
task to Voldemort, he�d be naturally upset, scared
and angry at himself for failing so miserably. Due to his anger, he refuses to
break down because that would be admitting that he�d failed and I don�t think
he�s quite ready to do that yet!

HannahDelacour: I wanted to include HBP because I thought this
could be quite possible. Although I know Jo is never going to have Hermione and
Draco together, it�s fun to try and create a story
where they can be together. Hopefully, I�ll be able to!

Johntheheavy: A pariah (according to dictionary.com) is described
as a social outcast or an Untouchable. Hope that clears that up for you!

Anyway,
I�m off home this weekend and I�ll therefore be internet-less. I hope to have a
chapter written for when I come back though and it should be posted early next
week (Mon, Tues) as long as I have no pressing uni
work.

I�m
glad you�re enjoying the story and I hope you�ll enjoy the next instalments!
*grins* And please
leave reviews! They make me smile!
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