Without You
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any of J.K. Rowling's work including the Harry Potter Series.
Hermione's POV.
As I ran through the corridor I saw a familiar pair of stormy grey eyes peeking out from around a tapestry. Those eyes belonged to none other than the Slytherin Prince himself…Draco Malfoy. I wondered to myself why he was wandering through the corridor to the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Malfoy, What the bloody hell are you doing up here" I asked accusingly.
"For your information Granger I was looking for you. You see I need a date to the Yule Ball, and Pansy just dumped me yet again." Malfoy replied.
"And why on earth would you want to go with me? Better yet why would I want to go with you?" I inquired.
"For some obscure reason, Pansy is jealous of you and I would love nothing more than to piss her off, and you will come because I am the best way to upset weasel with his idiotic ditz of a girlfriend." He replied with a smirk.
"What does Lavender have to do with this?" I muttered.
"I see how you glare at their excess amount of PDA, and the snarky comments to Lavender." Draco answered.
"I still don't see your logic here, and besides I am above their inappropriate behavior." I said.
"Granger, You and I both know you despise their uncivilized union." He pointed out.
"Okay fine, but I am NOT wearing green Malfoy." I said pointedly.
"Whatever princess, just wear something classy. I don't want my date to look like a low class hooker." Malfoy ordered.
"I'm no cheap whore, but you have no say in what I wearing." I snarled at him.
"Just don't make me look bad. I can't believe I had to resort to this anyways." He cooly replied. "I've gotta get out of here before I catch some Gryffindor disease."
"You already make yourself look bad you spoiled brat." I retorted as he stalked off.
I would have never guessed what the hell I got myself into.