Sunday morning ran is falling (Open)

Draco had been skipping his Hogsmeade weekends because he had been preoccupied with DE activities. He was asked to research up one some history and he knew the best place would be the library. Ever since he found out after the Dark Lord's secret, it had been bothering him. Entering the library, he walked over to the restricted section, where he knew most dark arts books could be found. Walking over he soon caught eyes with the big DE secret. The Slytherin didn't mind doing some mean, and he walked over giving her a smirk. "If it's isn't Granger."

Hermione looked up and frowned as she heard the voice of Draco Malfoy address her "What do you want, Malfoy?" She was hardly in the mood to argue, but something about that boy rubbed her the wrong way. But at the same time she was extremely attracted to him and his bad boy image. It was an extremely odd combination of emotions

When it came to teasing people Draco loved it, but when it came to Hermione there was something else. Even though most of his youth he despised her due to hating muggles, but ever since he found out about the secret of who her true parents are the guy for once felt he could actually have some sort of feeling. But the guy was not going to let his guard down and, and when he listened to her comment, it made me smirk. "Surprised that your not off with Saint Potter and Weasley, or did they get tried of having the muggles tag along?" asked the Slytherin.

"Harry and Ron are actually at Quidditch practice." She said making sure to emphasize their names as he often liked to use his own little nick names for her friends "And where are your little cronies? Shedding their skins like the snakes they are?" She fired back with a slytherin like smirk, proud of her clever wit.