Hermione's back was bent with the weight of the 12 books she was carrying.
She blew blindly towards her left cheek where a stray strand of dull brown
hair had settled, much to her annoyance. As she made her way towards the
far stairway the hem of her new robes caught her foot and she tripped,
sending her books hurtling. She splayed her hands but still managed a good
knock on her knee. She rubbed diligently at the throbbing ache before,
standing, face flaming, towards the scene in front of her.
Malfoy was standing mere feet away, his infamous smirk plastered on his pale face. " Stupid girl, can hardly walk without tripping, not that I would expect any better from your type" Crabbe and Goyle laughed after a glance from Draco. " Oh yes Malfoy, so very clever of you to state the obvious" Malfoy did not seem to understand, was she saying he was right? " Now go on then Malfoy, haven't you got a place to be? A death eaters friendly gathering? Or something equally as pleasant?" He kicked her Transfiguration book, and then bent to pick up her " Hogwarts, A History, UPDATED VERSION" He stared at Hermione before spitting on the cover." Should be worth a bit more now, as it's got a trace of pureblood" And off he stalked, looking for some more entertainment. Hermione cursing and muttering under her breath, collected the rest of her books, after swiftly wipping the tattered cover of " Hogwarts a History" clean. No one dared offer any help, she was in such a mood they were likely to get their heads bitten off.
As she entered the common room after giving the password,(hilbigima) Harry and Ron looked up, relising she was fuming they approached warily. " Oh stop it you two, I'm not that bad" " It's Malfoy isn't it? What's he done this time? Harry inquired tentivly. " Oh nothing, just be himself, which is precisely what is so infuriating" Hermione started, settling in for a good groan. " Geese whatever he did, bet he was downright doggish, to get you in this state" Ron said. " What state? I am perfectly fine, if only Malfoy would be decent enough to walk off a cliff for me" she huffed. " Well anyway" said Harry with a quick look at Ron, " we really better be getting to Defense Against The Dark Arts, what with a new teacher and all" " OH no, " cried Hermione " I meant to find out who it was, so I could read up on them, you know always helps to have a little background information" " Ah yes, what a pity" said Ron stifling a laugh, " we better be off though" They clambered out the portrait hole, Harry and Ron helping Hermione with her books, although she insisted she could manage. When they reached the third floor classroom, they were surprised to find it nearly empty, it seems no one was too keen to meet the new teacher. Hermione wanted seats up the front, so they wouldn't miss anything, Harry and Ron wanted the far back, it was were Lavender and the others usually sat. " Oh don't be ridiculous, you want to be with them wittering on? You won't hear anything the new teacher says! Let alone take notes! " " Well yes Hermione that was sort of the poin-"
" Please sit" a spooky voice sounded from nowhere and instantly the class sat Hermione, Ron and Harry in the middle. " Defense against the dark arts is a complex subject, as regularly, you may have to fight things you can't always see" A shiver passed through the classroom, this voice was creepy. Suddenly out of thin air a man appeared, sitting quietly on the teacher's desk. The class gasped, the man was half-dead. With Sallow skin, and pale, almost clear eyes, he was quite a contrast to the bright, cheerful classroom. " Now dears, do not fear," he said in that strange wispy voice of his. " Teacher Monty is here" Malfoy laughed out right, not even trying to disguise it as a cough. " What loony had Dumbledore got us this time, his poor dead father it seems" Monty was by his side in an instant, breathing his reeking breath on Malfoy." Do not dishonor Dumbledore with such blatant disrespect" his voice was barely above a whisper." I know your family, with all your riches, you do not amount to half the man he is" He turned, he dark green cloak flapping after him. M O N T E he spelt out on the board, as if we were mere 1st years. " This semester u will be tested beyond your barriers, your skill will be stretched, and your brain withered before the end, but before that, an excursion I think! " he said clapping his hands together, in a slightly mad way. The class murmured, what would excursions be like with this slightly wild replacement. " A copy of the role is one your desk." I looked down my name was highlighted in bright pink texta. " Now class, please count 10 places down from your name, the name you land on will be your companion for a week, there will be no discussion, this is as it will be" I counted slowly, hope welling inside me, please, I begged silently, let it be someone substantial. When I reached my partner, my stomach filled with dread, it showed clearly on my face. " Ah I see, some people are not pleased" said Monte glancing in my direction " all the better, confrontation is wonderful stimulation!" There would be confrontation that was guaranteed there would always be confrontation where Draco Malfoy was concerned.
Malfoy was standing mere feet away, his infamous smirk plastered on his pale face. " Stupid girl, can hardly walk without tripping, not that I would expect any better from your type" Crabbe and Goyle laughed after a glance from Draco. " Oh yes Malfoy, so very clever of you to state the obvious" Malfoy did not seem to understand, was she saying he was right? " Now go on then Malfoy, haven't you got a place to be? A death eaters friendly gathering? Or something equally as pleasant?" He kicked her Transfiguration book, and then bent to pick up her " Hogwarts, A History, UPDATED VERSION" He stared at Hermione before spitting on the cover." Should be worth a bit more now, as it's got a trace of pureblood" And off he stalked, looking for some more entertainment. Hermione cursing and muttering under her breath, collected the rest of her books, after swiftly wipping the tattered cover of " Hogwarts a History" clean. No one dared offer any help, she was in such a mood they were likely to get their heads bitten off.
As she entered the common room after giving the password,(hilbigima) Harry and Ron looked up, relising she was fuming they approached warily. " Oh stop it you two, I'm not that bad" " It's Malfoy isn't it? What's he done this time? Harry inquired tentivly. " Oh nothing, just be himself, which is precisely what is so infuriating" Hermione started, settling in for a good groan. " Geese whatever he did, bet he was downright doggish, to get you in this state" Ron said. " What state? I am perfectly fine, if only Malfoy would be decent enough to walk off a cliff for me" she huffed. " Well anyway" said Harry with a quick look at Ron, " we really better be getting to Defense Against The Dark Arts, what with a new teacher and all" " OH no, " cried Hermione " I meant to find out who it was, so I could read up on them, you know always helps to have a little background information" " Ah yes, what a pity" said Ron stifling a laugh, " we better be off though" They clambered out the portrait hole, Harry and Ron helping Hermione with her books, although she insisted she could manage. When they reached the third floor classroom, they were surprised to find it nearly empty, it seems no one was too keen to meet the new teacher. Hermione wanted seats up the front, so they wouldn't miss anything, Harry and Ron wanted the far back, it was were Lavender and the others usually sat. " Oh don't be ridiculous, you want to be with them wittering on? You won't hear anything the new teacher says! Let alone take notes! " " Well yes Hermione that was sort of the poin-"
" Please sit" a spooky voice sounded from nowhere and instantly the class sat Hermione, Ron and Harry in the middle. " Defense against the dark arts is a complex subject, as regularly, you may have to fight things you can't always see" A shiver passed through the classroom, this voice was creepy. Suddenly out of thin air a man appeared, sitting quietly on the teacher's desk. The class gasped, the man was half-dead. With Sallow skin, and pale, almost clear eyes, he was quite a contrast to the bright, cheerful classroom. " Now dears, do not fear," he said in that strange wispy voice of his. " Teacher Monty is here" Malfoy laughed out right, not even trying to disguise it as a cough. " What loony had Dumbledore got us this time, his poor dead father it seems" Monty was by his side in an instant, breathing his reeking breath on Malfoy." Do not dishonor Dumbledore with such blatant disrespect" his voice was barely above a whisper." I know your family, with all your riches, you do not amount to half the man he is" He turned, he dark green cloak flapping after him. M O N T E he spelt out on the board, as if we were mere 1st years. " This semester u will be tested beyond your barriers, your skill will be stretched, and your brain withered before the end, but before that, an excursion I think! " he said clapping his hands together, in a slightly mad way. The class murmured, what would excursions be like with this slightly wild replacement. " A copy of the role is one your desk." I looked down my name was highlighted in bright pink texta. " Now class, please count 10 places down from your name, the name you land on will be your companion for a week, there will be no discussion, this is as it will be" I counted slowly, hope welling inside me, please, I begged silently, let it be someone substantial. When I reached my partner, my stomach filled with dread, it showed clearly on my face. " Ah I see, some people are not pleased" said Monte glancing in my direction " all the better, confrontation is wonderful stimulation!" There would be confrontation that was guaranteed there would always be confrontation where Draco Malfoy was concerned.
