The boy I hated….
A Draco and Hermione fanfic.
Chapter 1:
"Hermione!" Ron called from behind me. I turned around, not making eye contact, Ron was nice, and everyone thought we might have something, but I honestly didn't really like him, he was a great friend, but nothing more. "Where are you going?" he asked, I left the great hall after dinner, I finished before everyone because I was eager to sleep. "I'm really tired Ron, talk to you later?" I said softly, but before he answered I left.
On the way back to Gryffindor common room, I saw Draco and his stupid Slytherin besties, why are they everywhere? They're supposed to be at dinner, but I guess they found a new hobby besides picking on first years, roaming the halls every evening. Seeing them made all my food come up, and my eyes rolled automatically. "Granger" He said with a smirk, I just wanted to punch him in the face all the time, but something about him, I can't explain what exactly, made me feel all fluttery inside, but that's beside the point, I hated Draco Malfoy, and he was nothing but a spoiled brat. "Yes?" I asked casually, not letting him notice the nausea I was feeling as he came by. "What are you doing roaming the halls?" he said, in a way that to me, sounded stupid. "I can ask you the same thing Draco, don't you have better things to do all you? Like, maybe, picking on first years?" I spat. "Granger, since when did you start speaking up?" he taunted, while his friends chuckled stupidly behind him, at me, probably talking about how much of a mudblood I am. I rolled my eyes, feeling exhausted just by this stupid conversation, I made a face at them, and left, I couldn't stand being near them, they were practically dripping with arrogance, especially Draco.