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Jekyll and Hyde or Beauty and the Beast	By : snapeswife Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9576 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N: Sorry its been so long since i have posted guys, I know im horrid. I have just had a ton of things going on and i STILL don't have internet. Ugh its killing me. I ended this chapter kind of weird because well, i could. It was getting long and i didnt want to make it longer by adding yet more angst and oddity with Draco and our lovely Hermione. SO forgive me. Also, I know I need a beta but cannot be bothered with it at the moment since i have no wifi lol. So without futher ado here is chapter 6. R&R, the usual disclaimer crap applies guys.

Chapter 6: Don't You Remember?

After the ball Hermione and Draco settled into a uneasy understanding; which, for the most part worked quite well for them. Hermione helped Draco with a paper that he had a few issues with, and in turn he helped her with her theory paper for her NEWT level Transfiguration class. Hermione had a theory about being able to detect, predict and even accurately change what someone's Animagus and correlating Patronus would be.

Christmas break would soon be upon them, which meant just one thing for Hermione: Shopping in Hogsmead with Ginny. It was one thing for Hermione to hate, and another thing that Ginny loved. A part of their friendship that pushed them together and pulled them apart despite any other feelings of mutual love and respect; Hermione quickly tired and would find a chair and pull a book from some hidden pocket while Ginny tried things on and showed them to Hermione for selection. It could be considered a very trying process, but seeing as Ginny had made such strides in their friendship since Malfoy's little confession Hermione had made it her goal to be happy and attempt to enjoy the trip.

All of the other students were out and about as well and doing their shopping making things even more trying for all parties involved. Hermione spent a good hour in Tomes and Scrolls selecting the perfect books for Molly and Arthur. The former was getting a book on the newest cleaning spells that would complete tasks as fast as a house elf without the actual elf, for Arthur she had picked a manual from the muggle books section that explained the mechanics of a dishwasher. It seemed to be a surprise for Molly for her birthday later that year that he had asked Hermione's advice on.

Fred and George were easy as well, matching stationary sets complete with personalized quills and ink wells, Ginny would receive new robes. Charlie, Bill and Percy all were getting Dragon's hide boots, and Fleur was getting a gift certificate to Madam Malkin's. The former Beauxbaton's student was so persnickety it was hard to shop for her at all; so in a family meeting after the first disaster of a Christmas it was decided that was all she would get and she could decide on what she wanted. It would come in handy as well in the coming months since she was with child.

The only people who remained on her list were a few of her Professors and Draco. Hermione had questioned her sanity at wanting to get the great Git anything at all but when he had questioned her about whether she preferred a necklace or a bracelet she had had to make a decision.

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Four hours later a very irritated and frazzled Hermione and Ginny walked back through the Hogwarts front doors. Hermione's hair was a great frizzy mess that she had made into a large knot on the back of her head and secured it with her wand, Ginny wore her hair in a braid and both of their cloths were mussed. In fact, they looked as if they had both had a rather rough night of sleep in their jean and jumpers. All of their lists had been completed though, and Hermione had only spent half of what she had budgeted; mainly due to the large sale she had taken advantage of the sale at Tomes and Scrolls. The store carried a better variety than Flourish and Blotts tended to, for around half the price of the Diagon Alley store. The only problem was that it didn't carry any of the spell books that were required by the school, so it basically was required to go to Diagon Alley and replacing any damaged or lost books via owl was growing more and more expensive each year.

They walked to Hermione and Draco's rooms, where the girls had agreed that both of their gifts should be kept- especially since Ginny's roommates had become more and more nosey as time had progressed, leading up to Lavender Brown being caught reading Ginny's diary aloud to the other girls. Needless to say Lavender was temporarily being house in the Hospital wing, at least until most of the bruises went away. While most would resort to magic for violence, Ginny had grown up with six older brothers, so she had learned a thing or two about fighting, of course this was mainly from Fred and George.

The girls spend three or four hours laughing and joking while they wrapped the presents, added jinx's to Fred and Georges for when they opened them, added bows and charms to others. It was quite fun and good for Hermione to get in some much needed time alone with Ginny. She had felt the loss of her friendship with Ginny most terribly; which was another reason she had gone above and beyond to make things up to her and Luna as well.

Since the Ball Hermione and Draco 's "arrangement", if it could be called thus, had been cold and distant; at the most it had been full of an unspoken tension. Many times he had had Pansy Parkinson, or other girls from their year for Tea, or the occasional Butterbeer; Hermione had done her best to keep quiet and ignore the cooing pair that Pansy and Draco seemed to make. Whenever she came into the room Draco seemed to make a point of pulling Pansy against him, talking sweetly to her. Hermione knew that as soon as she disappeared into her rooms that Draco would let go and stand up, as if to take a turn about the room.

Normally she would have known none of this, but thanks to Pansy and her annoying giggle Hermione felt the need to find out what the hell was going on out there ; so, she placed a very discreat charm that she had learned from Fred and George for spying into another room. It basically showed a window into the next room, but didn't allow the occupants of said room to know that said person was watching. For the most part it was sickeningly sweet how Pansy doted on Draco, always wanting to know what he was thinking rather than sitting and watching the fire like Hermione would.

She almost burst out laughing though after she went into the front room while they were snogging; Draco's head popped up from the couch where they were. His slicked back hair was disheveled, face red and blotchy like it normally was and a cocky smiled graced his lips for a moment before Pansy's arm snaked up and pulled him down for more kisses. She grabbed her Ink and an extra quill that she had gone after before running into her room and collapsing into a bout of laughter, only after a silencing charm had been placed of course.

Draco on the other hand thought that he was losing his mind, the term seemed to be taking forever to come to an end, and he wanted nothing more than to be away from Hermione. Pansy's parents had asked Draco to come visit for the Holidays although he would be going to visit his Aunt Andromeda and Mother on Boxing day; the latter thanks to a Portkey.

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Draco seemed to be falling further and further into Pansy, although he was not too fond of her and he would wake from his sleep with Hermione and her gown from the Halloween ball still in his head, Draco had to admit to liking Pansy. He always had, that was certain and true, but she had seemed to lose the almost fan girl quality that she held. Maturity would do that to people.

Devoting almost all of his time to studies or Pansy Draco drifted away from Hermione, they only interacted when they were doing their NEWT studies or at the Prefect meetings. The latter being the most often, the Gryffindor Prefects had been seen giving Weasley products to students and then walking them towards Slytherin territory. It had caused a huge scandal of course, as well as the replacement of said Prefects.

Draco's music was growing more and more intense as the year seemed to close, at first they had all been broken hearted ballads that would seem to pull sadness from the very soul of those who listened, he had dubbed this his Dementor phase, but now they were loud, and occasionally upbeat. Professor Gregory had noted the change in this, but as was the Malfoy way he was able to avoid any and all questions that she had posed him.

She had informed him that she was still in the process of attempting to get a recital of sorts set up, but as of the moment things seemed that it would not happen. The class was different from all other Hogwarts classes as well, it was a semester class, meaning it lasted only 18 weeks, with the student being taught on a one-on- one level and meeting multiple times a week, it would allow for minimal students to take it each year, but also left Professor Gregory able to offer students from the Choir private lessons in either voice, or instrument if they wanted.

No matter to Draco though, he still had enough pull from being a Malfoy to ensure it didn't happen, or if it did that no press would be allowed. He knew that sooner or later someone would find out about it. Hermione knew about his voice from her intrusion into his class at the beginning of the year, but Pansy would be able to….

That's it. Draco bolted from his chair, where he had been mindlessly rambling thinking about Pansy, Hermione and his classes. He had figured a way to spin all of this to his advantage. Pansy was the key, all he had to do was sing publicly to Pansy and tell her that the song was meant for her, that all of his music was! It would of course, be a lie. Well, a partial lie; Draco had written a song before the ball that was about her, but he would never admit to that seeing as the song was named Let Her Cry.

Grabbing his jacket from the back of the chair Draco shrunk his things and grabbed the case that currently held his guitar. Draco left his rooms to head to the Slytherin Common room, hoping that Pansy had waited for him for the walk to Hogsmead to meet the train.

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Hermione had given what presents she had to everyone before they left for Christmas break, they had in turn done the same. So it was really no shock for her to wake and not have anything at the foot of the bed, as was the norm when one stayed at Hogwarts; so when she woke on Christmas morning Hermione quickly set into her normal morning rituals. Hot shower first, fret over hair, get dressed, fret over hair, apply make-up, and fret over hair once more before giving up on it and heading to breakfast.

The Great Hall was devoid of really anyone, most electing to go home rather than stay at the school, the few who remained were now like Hermione. They now had no family, or no true home to go to. War did that, made families into orphans, destroyed homes, destroyed what people valued and loved; Hermione was beginning to understand that through humility, and understanding those who fought with you and those who could not fight that happiness could be found. Hermione was by no means blissful, but nor was she horribly out of place like she was.

The tables had all been replaced with a long one, the students sitting with the staff that remained, McGonagall, Professor Gregory, and a few of the others were already sitting down, all of them but one had a paper up in front of them. Students were spread out sitting in their little groups, popping crackers, enjoying the festivities, snow was floating merrily from the ceiling and disappearing just before it landed on the remaining occupants. It was an obvious sign of what the weather was outside.

"A white Christmas, Ronald. You promised to take me sledding this year, but you won't be able to keep your promise will you?" Hermione whispered softly to herself before shaking it off and sitting alone at the end of the table closest to the door.

A Daily Prophet owl brought her paper as always; she paid him and gave him a small piece of her bacon before the owl flew off to rest in the Owlry. Just as she was opening up her paper her brown barn owl came flying into the Great Hall and dropped a large parcel in front of her, and in suite three more followed, but they were smaller packages. They all seemed to be presents as well.

The first package was a sweater from Molly, light lilac with a darker purple H on it. The other gifts were stationary from Luna, a new quill and ink set from Professor McGonagall and a leather holster for her wand from Harry. Hermione smiled as she opened them, knowing that no matter what she still had people who loved her that she would always have friends no matter what came. After eating Hermione sat for a while and read her paper, completely oblivious of the fact that someone was now sitting across from her. Someone across from Hermione cleared their throat pulling her attention from the article about the downfall of Rita Skeeter.

The person across from her was the prefect that Hermione had befriended at the beginning of the year, Lindsay. Smiling softly Hermione folded her paper and poured herself a cup of tea hoping that the girl would tell her what she wanted and be gone. As usual though, she stared at Hermione, playing with her long brown hair, her eyes blank, face devoid of any real emotion. After a while Hermione grew tired of it and sighed loudly.

"What is it you need or want Lindsay? I'm beginning to get a little bit tired of you staring at me constantly." Hermione said with a sneer, reminding herself a bit too much of her former Potion's Master.

Lindsay said nothing at first, obviously taken aback by Hermione's rude comment; after a moment she regained herself though and shook her head. "Never mind, it's not important." Standing stiffly she took a few steps from Hermione before turning around and sighing softly. "Happy Christmas, Hermione." It was a soft whisper that Hermione almost missed.
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