Chapter 1 – Change of Perception

Draco sat at the Slytherin table eating a bit of toast, it was early on Saturday morning and not many people were up, he liked it that way, sometimes, just getting away from everyone. He took a sip of pumpkin juice when Pansy came bounding in and sitting next to him. They had recently got together for reasons unknown to him because she was an annoying pain in the butt. Disgusted with her presence he got up and left the table not seeing the look of hurt on the dark haired girl's face.

He wondered what he would do today, it was a Saturday and he had been spending them with Pansy recently but he could not bear to be around her at the moment so he was quite at a loss for what he should do.

Soon Draco stood before the library and entered as of lack of anything else to do. That's when he saw her, the beauty of his world crouched over a giant book written in runes. Suddenly blood rushed from his head straight to another organ further south. He just had to have her, right here, right now, on the table if he could.

He sat down beside her but she didn't notice, too busy trying to translate something particularly difficult. He ran his arm up her leg that caught her attention all right. She gasped, was Draco Malfoy doing what she was thinking he was doing? He pinched her as if reading her thoughts, she felt the pain and realised it wasn't a dream. Jumping up she knocked the chair over but took no notice. "Malfoy," Was all she could say, she was speechless and embarrassed, why had he just done that?

Draco looked into her eyes, filled with lust, the way she flushed was so alluring. He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, running his hand up her side and sliding under material.

Regaining enough thought for speech Hermione cried "What stunt are you trying to pull?"

Draco stopped for a second trying to process the question, Hermione took this time to pull herself out of his grip and leg it from the library and headed up to the tower.

When she entered she saw Harry and Ron crossing the common room, on their way to breakfast, she followed them out, realising that she had left her things behind as she passed the library. Her face tinged red, "Erm, Harry, Ron, I forgot my work, can you come with me to get it?" She needed their protection, encase he was still there.

Once they sat down for breakfast, Hermione thought back to the incident in the library. What was Malfoy thinking? She wondered, forgetting her breakfast completely.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked concerned, she had some funny look on her face and he wanted to know if something had happened to her.

Hermione came back to earth and answered, "Uh, I'm fine, just something strange happened, it was really weird."

"What happened?" Ron interjected.

"Oh, erm," Hermione blushed at a loss for words. "I need to go toilet," Hermione said before rushing from the table, it was true she really did, sometimes being nervous makes you want to pee.

Hermione rushed to the toilet to quickly use its facilities, then she proceeded to go to Gryffindor tower. She would wait for Harry and Ron up there; she wondered what they would do today. Before she had gone a few steps she was confronted with none other than Draco Malfoy.

"Why did you run off like that?" He asked, his voice strange.

Hermione looked up at him confused and angry, "Malfoy, you were not acting NORMAL, do you expect me to hang around for that?"

"I want you so much," he said huskily as if not hearing a word she had just said. He watched hopelessly as the girl dashed away from him for the second time that day. He kicked the wall in anger, why was she doing this to him, he had to get her on her own, wait he had done that twice. He had to get her somewhere where she could not run away.

"Draco, what has the wall done to you?" asked the stern voice of McGonagall.

An idea formed in his head. "I just had an argument with Granger, she took something from me and when I went to get it back she slapped me, I was just angry that I could not hit her back so I kicked the wall,"

"Is that so, that doesn't seem like her so I would like to hear her side of the story, come to my office this evening at seven, Mr Malfoy"

"Yes miss," he said with fake moodiness, he knew that the teacher was likely to punish both of them, while they were in detention together he would make his move.

McGonagall looked at the boy before turning to look for Hermione, why had he told such a story, Hermione wouldn't act so childish but it was her role as a fair teacher to check it out. Heading to breakfast she met, Harry and Ron.

"Tell Hermione that I want to see her in my office at seven tonight," she would just sort out the situation with both of them tonight, it was most likely a misunderstanding, probably just needed a warning for them to get along.

Harry nodded and wondered why the professor wanted Hermione.

Ron must have been thinking the same thing because as soon as she was out of earshot he voiced the question.

"I don't know," Harry answered, "maybe Hermione got in trouble, that's why she didn't want us to know, that is something weird after all."

"I doubt it but maybe." When the two entered the common room they saw Hermione reading a book with odd writing. Was Hermione actually reading that?

"Hermione, Professor McGonagall wants to see you in her office at seven this evening," Harry said before Ron could ask the question he was thinking, he was sure Hermione wouldn't appreciate it.

Hermione looked up shocked why did the teacher want her? "What are we doing today?" she asked trying to not worry, the teachers never wanted to reprimand her, although this could be a first.

At half six Hermione made her way to the professor office to find out the answer to the question that had been nagging at her all day. She was early by fifteen minutes so she sat down next to a statue and waited, Ten minutes later Malfoy appeared.

"What's wrong," he asked, due to the shock on her face.

"What are you doing here?"

"Professor wanted to see me, as she wanted to see you,"

"Why would she want to see the both of us, that has never happened before?"

"Don't act as if you don't know,"

"You two please enter, I would like to deal with this quickly."

Draco tried to keep as far away from Hermione as possible, he really didn't want to jump her in front of McGonagall, all though this was getting ever increasingly hard. He had been thinking about her all day, fantasising, in a way he had never before.

"Draco said that you stole an item from him and when he went to reclaim it you slapped him, is that true?"

"No," Hermione said surprised, she couldn't believe that he was trying to ruin her perfect reputation, well he wouldn't get away with it, "I would never do a thing like that, I..."

Draco cut in, "So what happened then, little miss perfect" 'so perfect in every way' he mused.

"Huh," Hermione said, she began to blush, she didn't want to tell the professor what really happened, the thought of it was embarrassing enough.

"See, she has nothing to say, that proves guiltiness," Draco said smugly after a few minutes of suspended silence.

McGonagall looked at the two; her most intelligent student was blushing, and didn't react to the Slytherin's last statement. Did she really slap him?

"Miss Granger, as all evidence points, you were the one in the wrong, I'm going to have to give you a detention,"

Hermione threw Malfoy a dirty look. That was what he was playing at, he just wanted to get her in to trouble and he knew she wouldn't say anything to defend herself.

After accessing the situation for a little more, the professor said, "Mr Malfoy you can go," Draco turned and left. "Hermione, was there anything you wanted to tell me without Mr Malfoy hearing?"

Hermione shook her head, "No, Professor there wasn't,"

"Okay, read this book on animate transfiguration and answer the questions that I will provide you with shortly." McGonagall knew that this wasn't much off a detention for Hermione, making her learn something knew but she couldn't be bothered to find something for her to clean and she could be a like Severus some of the time, in favouring students.

Hermione sighed, she felt bad that the Professor thought she had actually done something out of line but it couldn't be helped. She began to read the book; it was interesting. She supposed it was better than a detention with Snape or Filch, didn't Malfoy think of that, why had he chose McGonagall, wouldn't it have been better if he had told Snape. Snape would have been happy to give her detention without question.

"Here are the questions," McGonagall said while putting down a sheet of parchment before the girl. She then went to her desk and began doing some marking, Hermione assumed.

Hermione had answered half the questions when a first year came bursting in, talking really fast and nearly in tears. "Calm down," the Professor said kindly.

"Roberta, she, she… there's something wrong with her, you have to help!"

"Take me to her, Hermione I'll be back in a moment" McGonagall followed the girl. Not even five minutes had passed when Draco Malfoy swept into the room, looking ever so triumphant.

'This isn't happening,' Hermione pleaded in her head, meanwhile Draco was stalking towards her tantalisingly slowly.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" she said as snappy as possible. He was scaring her.

"I've been thinking about you all day, but you seem to be slipping through my grasp, now you have nowhere to go, if you run away I'll just leave and you will just get in trouble for walking out of detention" he purred in her ear before nibbling the top. Hermione shivered but didn't otherwise pull away. She was frozen. He pulled her up and into his chest, the girl felt like a rag doll, she had lost the ability to move. He kissed her softly at first, asking for entrance, when he got what he wanted he became fiercer.

Common sense dropped on her like a tonne of bricks when he pushed her onto the table and started pulling at the front of her robes. "Stop," she gasped, pushing at his hands with hers.

"Shh," grabbing her hands and pulling them around him, "Hold me, I need you,"

"But…"

"We may not have another chance, please,"