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Chapter 4:

“Harry? We have to talk” Hermione said later that evening. She and Harry were sitting in front of the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room. Ron went to bed about 10 minutes ago saying that he needed to catch up on sleeping.
“About what?” Harry asked and looked at her. He knew that she knew what she wanted to talk about but he didn’t want to talk about it.
“Well… your broken nose? Oh, and what about hiding in Malfoy’s compartment… and that probably led to your broken nose.” Hermione answered and looked at him.
“Well, it’s not your concern. I did what was right and I am sure that Malfoy is a death eater.” Harry said and crossed his arms.
“Oh, I thought you were sure about that before. What makes you even surer?” Hermione asked and couldn’t keep the sarcasm out of her voice. But Harry didn’t notice. Did he even know what sarcasm was?
“Well, he was talking to Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson and he said that he’s so glad that he doesn’t have to come back next year and have that shit for another year. And when Pansy asked why he just shrugged.” Harry said and smiled triumphantly. “So he’s a death eater.”
“Oh-kay… but you know it could also mean that he’ll transfer to Durmstrang or will be homes schooled. Please don’t be so reckless again.” Hermione said and put her hand on Harry’s shoulder.
“Whatever.” Harry stood up and Hermione watched as he went the stairs up to the boys’ dormitories. What was up with him? Hermione looked at the clock. 12:09. Hermione decided to go to bed, too.

The next morning Hermione went to breakfast early because she had potions first. Harry and Ron were nowhere to be found and Hermione decided to search for them. She still had time until class started and she was sure that Professor Slughorn wouldn’t be angry if she went in just 1 minute too late. He wasn’t Snape after all. Maybe they were in the Great Hall now. She went back to the Great Hall and realized that it was much fuller now. She looked over to the Slytherin table and saw Malfoy sitting at the very end, stabbing his meal with his fork. Oh, bad mood. She sat down on her own table and grabbed the milk.
“Morning, Hermione.” She looked up and saw Ginny standing next to her.
“Morning. Do you know where the boys are?”
“I have no idea. Have you talked to Harry last night?” Ginny asked Hermione while grabbing some toast.
“Yes.” Hermione looked around and lowered her voice. “He was in Malfoy’s compartment. Malfoy apparently said something about not being here next year and now Harry is sure that he’s a you know what. I still don’t think so. The risk of getting caught here is too high.”
Ginny sighed. “I understand that Harry is concerned but he can’t always be in danger. I mean, he just had a broken nose last night but what if someday Malfoy or anyone else isn’t so… harmless.”
“I know, Ginny. I tried telling him to be careful but he didn’t listen. He just went to bed.”
“Oh, here they come.” Ginny said and Hermione saw Harry and Ron coming over to them.
“Morning”, the grumbled and Ginny and Hermione laughed. That was so typical for them. The first day of classes and they were tired already.
“So what do you have first?” Ginny asked while the boys ate their breakfast.
“Nothing. Our classes don’t start till third period. We aren’t going to potions anymore.”
“Oh, well, Hermione you have Potions now, right? I can walk with you. I have charms.” Ginny said and stood up. “See you guys later.”
Hermione and Ginny left the Great Hall and went to their classes. They didn’t really talk because the chance of being overheard was too big.
“Oh, I wanted to ask you something.” Ginny said shortly before they arrived at the door to the Charm’s classroom. “Lavender said that she liked Ron and wanted to be his girlfriend. And you don’t have something against that, do you?”
“No. I mean, yeah, I liked Ron but it’s over. I just realized that we don’t fit together. We would bicker too much. Lavender can have him. I think they would fit together and she’s really nice.”
“Okay. Because if you would be in love with my brother I would have told Lavender to back off.” Ginny smiled and hugged Hermione. “But I think that you need someone who’s more like you. Someone like… Malfoy.”
“Okay, Ginny. Let’s not talk about this now, yeah?” Hermione smiled and shook her head while walking in the dungeons. She and Malfoy? Sure. Only in some sick nightmare that would happen.
“Hey Hermione.” She heard Lavender say and smiled.
“Hey Lavender. Ginny talked to me and I just wanted to tell you that you can have Ron. He’s just a brother to me.”
“Thanks. I didn’t want to hurt you because I was thinking that you were in love with him.” Lavender said and smiled.
“No. I mean, I have liked him like that but I realized that we just don’t fit together.” Hermione smiled and watched Slughorn open the door.
She looked around and realized that the class was way smaller than last year. Neville was in the glass, Lavender, Parvati, that McCormag guy, Malfoy, Zabini, Parkinson, Milicent Bulstrode and some people she didn’t recognize.
“Morning, Class. As you can see I have some potions standing on this desk right here. Can someone tell me the name of the most powerful love potion?” Professor Slughorn started right away.
Hermione lifted in her hand and was surprised when Prof. Slughorn said her name. Oh right, he wasn’t like Snape. She wanted to answer when the door opened and Harry and Ron stumbled in.
“Oh, Mr. Potter, I have been wondering where you where.” The professor said and Harry smiled slightly. “Oh and you’ve brought a friend. What’s your name?”
“I’m Ronald Weasley.” Ron stuttered and Hermione heard Lavender next to her giggle quietly.
“Good, good. Take your books out and we’ll continue.”
“Oh, Professor. We don’t have any books.”
“Then just take some out of the closet.” Professor Slughorn said and turned around to the class again.
“Miss Granger please continue.”
“The most powerful love potion is called Amortentia.” Hermione said and blushed slightly.
“10 points to Gryffindor. And what is so special about Amortentia?” Professor Slughorn asked while twirling a small vial in his hands. Hermione was the only one who had her hand raised. “Yes Miss Granger?”
“It smells different to everyone.” She stepped forward to the open cauldron and sighed silently. “To me it smells like fresh cut grass, new parchment and…” she blushed. “Spearmint toothpaste.”
“10 points to Gryffindor again.” Professor Slughorn smiled and Hermione stepped back. Why did she tell that the whole class? Now Malfoy could tease her with it. She silently pondered while the girls stepped nearer to the cauldron with a dreamy look on their faces. Ron and Harry were pushing each other in the chests and laughing. Hermione didn’t know why. Probably some stupid joke. She looked around in the room and realized that it changed a lot. It wasn’t that dark anymore and seemed a lot friendlier. Suddenly she felt Ron stumble against her and lost her balance. She didn’t fall but she stumbled against the person next to her.
“Gosh, I’m sorry.” She looked up and looked in grey eyes. Malfoy’s eyes.
“It’s okay.” He mumbled and Hermione was confused. Since when did Malfoy just say *It’s okay*?
She turned around again and listened to Prof. Slughorn unaware of the confusion Malfoy felt behind her.
He couldn’t understand himself. Normally he would have been disgusted by Granger’s smell of the love potion but he wasn’t. He liked new parchment and his toothpaste was with spearmint. What was up with him? Why was he like this? Okay, he knew why he was so sullen but what about his missing loathing for Granger? He couldn’t even call her the m… word anymore.
“So the winner will win this vial of Felix Felicis. Good luck everyone.” He heard Slughorn say and went to his desk. He looked at Pansy’s book and saw what potion they had to make. He didn’t want to win the potion even though he needed some luck. But a potion wouldn’t help him.
While making his potion he looked over to Granger and realized that she looked stressed and was shooting daggers at Potter. What was up with the Golden Trio? He listened to their conversation and heard Potter say that Granger needed to do crop the ginger in small stripes and not like the text book says you have to do it. What was up with that guy? Why didn’t he trust Granger. She was always right. He looked at the table of the Golden Trio a little while longer and saw Potter lifting his old book up. Between the lines someone had written something else. Oh, so Potter cheated. Poor Granger. Someone was better than her and only because that one cheated. Outch! He would be furious. And again he asked himself why he was thinking these things? He didn’t like Granger.
“Okay, time’s up everyone. Please fill up your potions and give them to me.” Prof. Slughorn announced and Draco smirked. Finally the class was over. He looked back to Granger and saw that she looked like a mess. Her hair was frizzy and curly and she looked tired and worn out. She never looked like this after a potions class with Snape.
“And the winner is… Harry Potter. You’ve made an excellent potion. Congratulations.” The professor announced and handed Potter the Felix Felicis. What? Potter won? He looked at Granger and saw her sad face. He knew that she always was best in her classes and it made her happy. And now her own best friend was better than her. He still didn’t understand his sudden niceness towards that Granger guy and decided that it was because of his lack of sleep. That had to be it.