Hermione was on her way to her next class, Potions. Not that she hated Potions or anything but it was Draco Malfoy who she happen to dislike very much. She couldn't stand him one bit. Just thinking about him she clenched her fist with furry. When she walked into the classroom [more like dungeon] first thing she set eyes on were him, and he was looking at her. For some very odd reason she blushed. When she realized she was blushing Hermione scolded at herself and went on to find Harry and Ron. "What was that about?" Ron asked. With one of his eyebrows razed. "What on Earth are you talking about?" Hermione pressed on knowing exactly what Ron was talking about. "You know...that thing with Draco." Harry explained. Hermione just ignored him and turned to the front of class where Prof. Snape was, to know what they are going to brew today. Ron gave Harry a look. Something weird was going on with Hermione, Ron and Harry knew it. Even Hermione was starting to question herself. Today they had to be in pairs today. Of course Harry and Ron went off together, Hermione was left to herself, and she didn't mind. She could get it done by herself much more faster and better than with a partner.
But as Prof. Snape came around he saw that Hermione was working alone and because he is Snape he told Draco Malfoy to work with her. Draco smirked. "Well..." He started but ended with Hermione turning her body away from him. She rolled her eyes while doing so. Hermione's heart was beating fast. She worked without taking any notice of Malfoy. she was trying her best not to look, but she messed up and peered from be hide her bushy hair and saw him just next to her making the veils float in air not caring what was going on around him. It made her jealous. Jealous why? Because he didn't need to worry or have to. He didn't need to make a name for himself. But she did, a Muggle born [dare say Mudblood.] Everyone expected the least from her, and everyone looked up to Draco because of his family was widely known and respected. And she? Nothing. Hermione wanted respect and to be known for her brains, and maybe even for her looks. She didn't wantto be known for looking like a troll. Hermione bit her lip. Draco looked her way. She snapped her head back to the cauldron fast. Hoping he didn't see her staring at him. His eyes glued in her mind. Those gray eyes looking back at her deep brown eyes.