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CHAPTER 1: Same Insults, Different Reactions

"Phoenix Feathers!" Hermione screamed at the portrait of the Fat Lady. The portrait swung open (The Fat Lady muttering, "Students! They have no respect.") and Hermione ran in slamming the portrait shut behind her.

She was mad.

No.

She was pissed.

She was furious.

And it was all because of him.

Because of one Draco Malfoy.

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Hermione had just finished her lunch. As usual, she got up and made her way towards the library to finish her homework before Monday. Harry and Ron were going to go practice Quidditch, and she was going to meet up with them later in the Common Room.

She never arrived at the library.

Going around a corner, she collided with something hard. Her books went flying everywhere, and her bag ripped at the seams, spilling its contents all over the floor.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." Hermione apologized as she looked up.

Her face dropped. Staring back at her was Draco Malfoy. He was covered in ink that exploded from the bottles that fell out of her bag.

"Mudblood! Watch where you're walking!" He spat. Hermione quickly gathered her things, and sent off in the direction of the library.

"Oi! Mudblood! I'm not finished with you yet!"

She kept walking, ignoring the things that came out of his mouth. He tried to grab her arm but she moved out of the way. Frustrated, he took out his wand and with a simple charm she was right in front of him, unable to move.

Fortunately, she could still talk. "You Ferret! Let me go! You Coward! You can't even curse me when I'm facing you! You have to wait until I turn m-"

He silenced her with another spell. Draco was having the time of his life. He always loved to torture Granger. Lately, she would either ignore him, or she came up with such good remarks that he wouldn't know how to reply to them. Now he had her right where he wanted her.

Some of his Slytherin friends made their way towards him, and started laughing at Hermione.

"You are nothing but filth! I'll have to bath for weeks to get your germs off of me!"

The Slytherins all laughed, and the nearest one spit on Hermione. The others soon followed his lead, and they all spit on her. Draco took her schoolbooks and homework and ripped them to shreds.

"You careless piece of mudblood trash!" He hissed. "You ruined my robes!" Draco pushed her, so she fell backwards and hit her head against the hard floor of the castle. The Slytherins erupted in laughter about how defenseless Hermione was.

"Scarhead and Weasel aren't here to protect you now. You're always getting into trouble, and getting away with it. They can't afford to watch you anymore that Weasley can afford to buy a new wand." They all laughed again, not realizing the spell having worn off Hermione.

She jumped up, wand in hand and pointed it at the Slytherins. Their laughter instantly died.

"You think just because you're pureblooded, and rich that you can just flounce around saying you're better than everyone. So-" Hermione started saying when she was interrupted.

"I don't think I'm better than everyone, Granger. I know it." He smirked.

Forget magic. Hermione dropped her wand and jumped onto Draco. Hitting, scratching, pinching, and clawing everything that she could reach. She wanted to slap that smirk off of his face. The other Slytherins backed away, scared of the wrath of the Gryffindor.

Draco screamed. A high pitched girly scream.

But Hermione kept hitting.

Professor Snape was strolling into the Great Hall when he heard the scream. He took of in the direction, and found his favorite student and Slytherin lying on the floor of the corridor with one of his least favorite students on top of him acting like a mad woman.

Snape stunned her, and she fell over. Draco got up. He was in pretty bad shape. His hair was in disarray, sticking up at odd angles. He had scratches and bruises already forming around his face. His robe was ripped open, and his shirt underneath had some tears.

"Explain."

Draco looked at Hermione and smirked.

"I accidentally ran into Hermione, and her books fell all over. Being the nice gentlemen that I am, I began to help her pick things up. Then she just attacked me. Said she didn't need my pity help." He smirked again.

"I see. Miss Granger, you have a months worth of detention with me, starting today. I shall be informing the Headmistress of this as well." Snape said, and turned away.

Draco and his Slytherin gang left, laughing.

Hermione just lay there. Stuck in an uncomfortable position. Snape had left her like this on purpose, she knew. She was going to be frozen in place until somebody came by and said the counter curse. 'Shouldn't be too long.' She thought.

As it being a weekend, most students relaxed in their common rooms, or outside. Hardly anyone was visiting the library that day. It was until Colin Creevey walked by about 3 hours later, did she finally get unfrozen.

By then, she was beyond mad.

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Everyone in the common room turned towards her. Her entrance had startled everyone.

Her hair was frizzy, and matted, sticking out here and there. Her face was smeared with ink, as were her robes, and she was covered in dried of spit from the Slytherins. Her ruined books, homework and bag were gathered in her arms. She threw them on the floor of the Common Room, and ran up to her private dormitory (She was Head Girl, so she got her own room in the Gryffindor tower).

She was in tears when she reached her room, and flung herself onto the bed.

"God! I HATE him! I hate him..!" She mumbled into her pillow.

Ginny, and Parvati were talking in the common room when they saw their friend enter. She looked a mess. And, she looked pissed. They both knew how bad Hermione's temper was. Surprisingly though, she just ran up to her dormitory. They watched as she ran up the stairs.

They looked at each other, got off the couch, gathered Hermione's stuff, and went up after her.

"Hermione?" Ginny called, as she lightly knocked on her door.

No answer.

"'Mione, honey. You have to let us in. We're your best friends." Parvati said softly.

They heard a click, and Hermione opened the door slowly. Then walked back and landed face first on her bed.

Ginny sat down on the edge of her bed, as Parvati shut and locked the door. "What happened?" Ginny asked calmly.

Hermione shot up. "What Happened? WHAT HAPPENED?" She jumped off the bed, and grabbed the nearest thing, which happened to be her bedside lamp, and threw it across the room. "I'll tell you WHAT HAPPENED! Malfoy is what happened!" She grabbed her bed hangings and pulled them until they ripped. "I mean. WHAT did I EVER do to him? HUH?" She grabbed the pillows from her bed and threw them in all directions. "I'll tell you what I did! I was born! Born a MUGGLE! God, HE IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE!" She had tired herself out and crumbled to the floor, that was now a mess, in tears.

Ginny and Parvati stared. They sat down next to Hermione. "Tell us everything."

And she did.

By the end they were almost as furious as Hermione was.

"That Jerk!"

"What an ass!"

"I can't believe I have a months worth of detention!"

Ginny and Parvati laughed.

Parvati then stood up. "Hermione, Malfoy is not worth getting upset about. He lives to torture people. I say, we give him a taste of his own medicine."

Hermione looked up at her with red eyes. "What are you saying?"

Parvati smirked. "I'm saying, don't get mad, Get even."

Hermione still looked confused.

Ginny then stood next to Parvati. "Hermione. Malfoy has made everyone's life a living hell. Mine, Yours, Harry, Ron, and basically everyone who is not pureblooded and wealthy like himself. Let's make things right. Let's show him that we're superior."

Hermione thought for a moment, then smirked. "I think I like the sound of that."

The girls all jumped up, and cheered.

"Okay, now for a plan."

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