The sound of dripping water echoed all over the empty bathroom floor, but Hermione didnt seem to notice as she ran her fingers through her hair...her always unruly and frizzy hair.
Looking at her reflection she fixed her impecable uniform and forced a weak smile into her lips. But more than trying to erase nonexistent wrinkles in her clothes, what she wanted to erase was the image of Ron and Lavander...on and on, the scene kept playing in her head.
"Don't lose sight of who you are Hermione..." She whispered in a pathetic attempt of encouragment, as for the second time, standing all alone in Moaning Mirtle's bathroom, Hermione Granger felt the cold stab of jealousy...
"You're not her..." She heard herself said, before her own muffled sobs echoed all over the bathroom...
Lost in her thoughts Hermione failed to notice a pair of familiar grey eyes that followed each one of her movements...
Leaning against the cold wall which shielded him from her gaze, Draco Malfoy ran his fingers through his hair and whispered 5 simple words that lost themselfs among the sound of the dripping water...
"You are so much better..."
