You Don't Know

Chapter 7 - Untitled

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She excitedly opened the door and walked in. The room was empty except for a lone person in the room.

"You have got to be kidding me!" she said aggravated, because before her sat Draco Malfoy!

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Hermione did a quick check to make sure she was in the right room before turning grumpily towards Draco. Was this some kind of cruel joke, there was no way she was going to tutor him! 'If you don't do this you'll never be head girl,' she told herself. 'Head Girl, Head Girl,' she said over and over in her mind. She threw the books she had been carrying heavily onto the table.

Draco looked up from the parchment in front of him to see Hermione Granger. Oh please don't let her be his tutor. He didn't need the rest of the school to know let alone his father that he needed tutoring. He felt like turning and running out the door. He didn't think he could last five minutes in a room with her let alone 1 hour after the way he had treated her.

Hermione took a deep breath trying to rally up all the courage she had.

"Now listen up Malfoy! You need me, and if you pull any shit I'm out of here!" she said to her own surprise. Draco stood up defiantly.

"Hey I didn't ask for this!" he said annoyed. "And believe me, I would have anyone but you tutor me!"

"Oh is that right, too proud to have a 'Mudblood' tutor you all-powerful pure blood!" said Hermione sarcastically and furiously.

"That's not what I meant!"

"It's just like you Malfoy, your nothing but a spoiled self-centred arrogant git!"

"Shut Up!" yelled Draco "Don't act like you know me! You don't know what it's like too be me! Do you think I LIKE acting this way! You have no Idea!" he said throwing a chair across the room.

Hermione stepped backward frightened. She had see Malfoy bad tempered, but never like this, they were always like childish tantrums. She had hated Malfoy but she never felt scared of him, not until now.

Draco rested against the wall. His breathing was heavy and erratic. He had never lost it like that before. He had always held it in. Never show anyone your weaknesses, that's the way it had always been. For some reason it felt good to left it out.

Hermione rapidly picked up her books and headed for the door, there was no way in hell she was going to Tutor this guy, not even for head girl.

"I'm Sorry," said Draco in a soft voice before she got to the door. Hermione stopped in her tacks, did she just hear right, did Draco Malfoy just say he was sorry? She turned around to see if he had his fingers crossed or something. He was leaning up against a table looking to the floor, like a shy child.

"Please don't go," he said again not raising his head.

Hermione looked across at him confused. This was not the Draco she knew. Maybe he was right? She didn't know him at all, she just assumed who he was.

"Why should I?" she asked.

"I need your help if I'm going to pass," he said still looking at the floor.

'Head girl' kept playing in the back of her head, was it possible to make this work. He seemed so sincere in needing her help. But at the same time she couldn't help but feel suspicious. She cautiously walked over to the table and carefully placed her books down. She didn't need Malfoy to go weird again.

"I'll help you on one condition," she said cautiously, Draco nodded for her to go on.

"You have to treat me with respect," as soon as she said this she expected Draco to burst out laughing and call her something horrid, but he remained silent. Hermione began to regret staying. This was crazy, there was no way in hell should could tolerate Draco Malfoy.

"Okay," said Draco quietly that Hermione barely heard him. It shocked her at first, she didn't expect him to agree to it. She was hoping that he would laugh in her face. That she could handle, she was used too it, not this, she didn't know how to handle this.

"It's getting late, could we start this next week," added Draco.

'Hold up, did Malfoy just ask me a question, politely,' rambled Hermione's mind. This was new, then again everything this evening was new to her. For the first time she could remember Malfoy was sort of being nice.

"Arr yeah sure," she replied uneasily going to leave when Draco took her by her arm. She spun to face him.

"Not a word to anyone!" he said loosening his grip. Hermione shook off his hand.

"Gladly, Like I would like anyone too know I have to spend an hour with you ever week!" she said exiting the room.

Draco was left alone, once again. He ran his fingers through his hair. Had he made a mistake in letting Granger tutor him? Could he trust he not to tell anyone? Only time would tell. He gathered up his books and parchments. He closed and locked the door to Binn's classroom. The cold air of the evening had entered the corridors. Draco headed off towards the dungeons. He went past the entrance hall. The large doors were open. Draco stoped and looked out towards the grounds. The chilly wind of the coming winter blew up his collar. There was something out there. Watching him, beckoning him. It made him uneasy. What was this dark and horrible feeling inside of him, this need to go to the forbidden forest. He didn't want to feel like this, but standing here looking out it grew strong inside of him. He shuddered in the cold.

Off in the distance her heard Filch and decided that he had better move on if he wasn't to get caught. All the way back to the common room Draco couldn't ignore the dark thoughts in his head, and they followed him into the night.