Thanks a lot Mudblood
"Granger, Malfoy detention every night for a month." Rang the voice of the loathsome potions master.
Hermione groaned wiping the sparkling red blood from her face, while Draco gave her a glaring look while rubbing the bruise on his cheek. When Draco sat down at his table he whispered something only Hermione could here.
"Thanks a lot mudblood."
Hermione then had tears in her eyes, she didn't have the heart to protest against him, let alone look at him. For she knew it was her fault, if she hadn't reacted to his immature ways as she had they would never had gotten in detention. As she contemplated this a mix of blood and tears fell on the crème colored parchment.
After lessons when Hermione was leaving Draco tripped her, and she and all her possessions fell to the cold stone floor. After gathering her belongings she ran to the bathroom and cried for hours. Once all of her tears had fallen she looked at her watch. She looked at it in amazment, she was 20 minutes late for her detention with Filch. She gathered her things and ran like the wind.