Hermione stares at Draco as she works, watching everything from his hand gestures when he talks, to the way his eyes get just a little brighter every time he laughs. Not that she notices that kind of stuff.

It was agonizing. Torturous really, seeing Draco flirt with every girl in the room except her. None of them actually like him the way does; they just want to sleep with him. And although no one would guess it, she was jealous. It was like the anger she felt was coursing its way through her body, slowly burning her heart vein-by-vein, artery-by-artery. She shouldn't feel like this. She likes a guy who teased her for years, called her various awful slurs, and is just a generally rude person. But she does.

She sighs inaudibly and returns to actually doing her schoolwork. She does, after all, have a test in 2 weeks that she needs to study for.

Now it's Ron's turn to stare. "What were you doing staring at Malfoy over there? I know your standards are low, I mean, you dated me, but why him? He's a bloody lunatic!"

She rolls her eyes, "I was looking for Professor Umbridge, not staring at him! Why would I be staring at such an awful human being?" Hermione smiles a bit, grateful for her ability to make up a convincing story on the spot, probably because of all that reading.

"Sure… So you wouldn't care if I told Malfoy you thought he was fit? That you're totally over the moon for him?" he teases, triggering a bright blush over Hermione's pale complexion.

She doesn't reply but goes back to her schoolwork instead. Just as she puts her quill down on parchment, the bells ring throughout the school. Class is dismissed. She gathers her things and places them in her book bag, quickly leaving the room to avoid any further embarrassment.

Draco appears beside her, "I saw you staring at me a few minutes ago…" he smirks as he waits for the brunette's response. She stays silent and continues walking. "Oh I get it… you're embarrassed I saw you ogling me. I'm not blind, mudblo-"

"Don't you ever call me that, you little git," She pushes him against the closest wall and presses her wand to his throat. "You wanna call me that again?" Silence. "Go on, do it. It's not any different than it's been any other time; the only difference being my wand is at your throat. So I'll ask you again, do you really want to take your chances calling me that?"

"Hermione Granger! Get off that man immediately!" Hermione spins around almost immediately. McGonagall. She releases the whimpering Slytherin.

"My father will hear about this! You'll be expelled, just you wait!" Hermione ignores his calls and instead turns to McGonagall.

"Come with me."

~5 minutes later, in McGonagall's office~

"How dare you act like that? I've never seen you do anything even close to that a day of my life and I've known you since you were 11!" McGonagall scolds, eliciting a sharp response from Hermione.

"But Professor, he called me a mudbl- I don't even want to say the word, it repulses me so much! He's been tormenting me ever since I've known him for no reason! And now he has the nerve to say I was ogling him?"

"Ms Granger, it doesn't matter what he did, you know the rules."

"Yes, bu-" She tries desperately to get herself out of this situation, but to no avail.

"No buts. You know the rules. Therefore, I think it seems fitting that you face the consequences that any other student would face. Granted, you are a great student and you rarely ever do anything like this, so maybe yours will be a bit more mild." Hermione nods solemnly, ready to hear the repercussions of her actions.

"5 days after school detention until 9pm and you must apologize to Mr Malfoy." Hermione nods and leaves her office, muttering a quiet thank you.

~Later that day during detention~

Hermione walks into the trophy hallway, as today's detention assignment is to polish every trophy in the room. She groans, seeing a certain blonde haired boy.

Malfoy.

"Oh no, did the perfect, intelligent Hermione Jean Granger do something wrong?" Draco mocks, coming closer to Hermione. "I never would've thought such a teacher's pet could do something," he gasps mockingly, clutching his chest, "unacceptable."

Hermione simply rolls her eyes, "Shove off, Malfoy. You know what I did and I would gladly do it again if I need to."

Draco smirks, "So you'd gladly push me up against a wall, huh? Can't say I'd mind, I just never pegged you as that type of person. I always pictured you as mo-"

Hermione cuts him off with a sharp slap to his cheek. He doesn't even flinch, "That the best you got, Granger?" Hermione brings her knee up, about to hit him where the sun doesn't shine, when a low, harsh voice echoes through the room.

Snape.

"Hermione Granger, I believe your muggle parents did not raise you to act like this, am I correct?" His voice is stern and strong, not one to be messed with.

"No sir, they did not bu-"

"No buts. I don't care why you were acting the way you were. I simply need you to stop. Now shut up and polish those trophies." Hermione nods viciously, grabbing silver polishing cloth and opening a cabinet, but Malfoy doesn't budge. "You too Draco."

Malfoy glares at Snape before snatching silver polishing cloth and going next to Hermione. He is about to speak when Snape's voice sounds again. "Away from Granger, Draco."

Hermione smiles, and for the first time ever, she is grateful that Snape is in the room.

Hey guys, thanks for reading, I really appreciate it! I'll probably be updating fairly soon, and for those of you who know my other account, sorry this isn't the update to that one Divergent fic y'all have been wanting for literally over a year now! Please review and tell me what you think, I appreciate reviews of all kinds, even if they're rude, because it gives me something else to talk about lol. Anyways thank you and I'll be updating soon!