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I was dreaming about Blaise when this weird noise interrupted and it took my mind a while to realize it was my magical alarm going off, signaling the beginning of another day. As soon as I opened my eyes I knew it was going to be a.....I wouldn't say bad day but definitely one you did not want to go through. Ever had one of those where you just knew it would suck? Well this was one of them.
I looked over to see Crabbe and Goyle slobbering away on their beds. Perfect time to steal the shower. Of course this is how I start every morning. For some reason this one seems strange to me though. I get up and take my ritual shower and as I come out it is hard to miss Blaise, sitting on my bed waiting for me.
"Draco, baby, why did you not wait to take your shower? I wanted to help you wash." She said while pouting.
"Sorry Blaise but you know I can't wait to take a shower for fear of not getting one. Crabbe and Goyle take forever to bathe."
"Yes and no matter how long they take they still look filthy when they come out. Oh well maybe I will get up earlier tomorrow and shower with you. Till then lets go to breakfast."
"As you wish Blaise."
I guess you don't really have to ask why I am dating Blaise. She is the best looking girl in Slytherin and the easiest lay to boot. I could probably have anyone in Slytherin but I hate having to work hard for things unless I am in the mood for a challenge. As we reach the Great Hall I see the one girl in the entire school that would be impossible for me to have and thus the one I hurt the most.
Hermione Granger.....the know it all Gryffindor. How I loath her and yet I can never really stop thinking about her. As much as I hate to say it she is my one true weakness because she is the one and only thing in this world I can not have. It is a known fact what I can't have is what I work the hardest to have. I have spent my entire time at Hogwarts studying her and the way she does things. I could tell you the way she eats or the way she studies but still I could not really tell you anything about her.....the real person.
Only two people in the entire world I would think really do know her; that would be her two best friends Potter and Weasley. I don't really understand why she is friends with them. While they are not as stupid and absent minded as Crabbe and Goyle they are still stupid and definitely not in the same league as Herm.....Granger.
While Blaise is the best looking in Slytherin, Granger is the best looking in the school, though she will never realize it and does not ever take notice of all the stares she receives from the vast male population of Hogwarts. Every girl knows it too but all Slytherin females spend their time attempting to hurt her self-esteem, but all of them also know that nothing they say ever penetrates her mind.
Not to gloat but there is only one person in the entire school that can even get a reaction out of her, and that would be me. I don't even have to really try to hurt her and she reacts, whether it is her stomping off in a huff or turning to insult me back she always reacts. That is including the time in third year when she slapped me on our way back from Care of Magical Creatures. She and Potter were and has been the only person to lay a hand on me, besides my father...but that is another matter entirely.
It is second before I realize Granger is staring back at me with a look of pure confusion written on her face. I only glare at her and turn to "listen" to what Blaise is saying to me. I passed through breakfast without really eating anything and left afterwards for double potions with the Gryffindors. As I walk in I notice, as usual, Granger has dragged Potter and Weasley to the front row and has sit down ready for a new class.
Potter and Weasley are leaned over talking to eachother and I just know it is about Quidditch by the way Granger shakes her head and returns her attention to the front of the room just as Snape walks in. As I am still not in my seat he gives me a hard look and I sit next to Blaise.
"Very well, now that we are all ready to work, today we will be brewing a pretty complicated potion. Have any of you every heard of the Polyjuice potion? Besides Miss Granger? Well Mr. Weasley what do you think it does then?" comes Snape's greasy voice.
"Well Professor it is a potion that will temporarily turn a person into the physical form of another." Well what do you know Weasley had the right answer!
"Yes.....that is correct. Now this potion is difficult to brew and will take a month to finish. Now take out all of the materials you will need and begin making the potion, the instructions are on the board."
Granger instantly begins on the potion, I can't help but notice that she doesn't even glance at the board once. She just digs into the potion. Knowing her she researched the potion over the summer just in case she would have to make it. But I also can't help but notice that both Potter and Weasley also start instantly and only glance up occasionally to make sure they are on track. They know how to brew this too? I know how to do it because my father taught me years ago, so how do they know how to make it? This potion is only allowed to be brewed with explicit permission from a ministry official or in our case our potions professor. Well no time to think on it I have to do this as well.
Two hours later we are all emerging from the potions classroom and I can't help but terrorize the Gryffindor Trio.
"Well look here, if it isn't Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood all tired out from a hard days work in potions class."
"Back off Malfoy before....."
"Before you what Weasley? Hit me? Like I am really scared of you."
"No you are only afraid that Voldemort might not find you suitable enough to lick his boots clean in the morning." Came a voice from behind the two boys in front of me.
"Well Granger has a mouth on her and if I were her I would keep it shut tight!" I stated, only slightly raising my voice.
"Oh and what am I supposed to be afraid of you Malfoy? You would never lay a hand on me."
"WHAT IS GOING ON OUT HERE?" Snape bellowed over the crowd," YOU SHOULD ALL BE ON YOU WAY TO YOUR NEXT CLASS!"
No one answered as we all turned and headed to our next classes. The rest of the day passed by quickly. Blaise and I skipped lunch to have "quality time" in the common room together, and before I knew it I was laying back down to go to sleep.
As I fall asleep I dream of Blaise and in the morning my alarm went off. I wake up and for some reason it feels like I have done this before, and of course I know I have, I wake up every day. I go in and get my shower before Crabbe and Goyle wake up and as I walk into the room again...God this seems so familiar. Blaise is sitting on my bed waiting for me.
"Draco, baby, why did you not wait to take your shower? I wanted to help you wash." She said with her best pout.
Something was definitely wrong...this was too much déjà vu for one morning. I just forget about it and go on with my day not knowing why I had a sudden flair for déjà vu attacks.
I was dreaming about Blaise when this weird noise interrupted and it took my mind a while to realize it was my magical alarm going off, signaling the beginning of another day. As soon as I opened my eyes I knew it was going to be a.....I wouldn't say bad day but definitely one you did not want to go through. Ever had one of those where you just knew it would suck? Well this was one of them.
I looked over to see Crabbe and Goyle slobbering away on their beds. Perfect time to steal the shower. Of course this is how I start every morning. For some reason this one seems strange to me though. I get up and take my ritual shower and as I come out it is hard to miss Blaise, sitting on my bed waiting for me.
"Draco, baby, why did you not wait to take your shower? I wanted to help you wash." She said while pouting.
"Sorry Blaise but you know I can't wait to take a shower for fear of not getting one. Crabbe and Goyle take forever to bathe."
"Yes and no matter how long they take they still look filthy when they come out. Oh well maybe I will get up earlier tomorrow and shower with you. Till then lets go to breakfast."
"As you wish Blaise."
I guess you don't really have to ask why I am dating Blaise. She is the best looking girl in Slytherin and the easiest lay to boot. I could probably have anyone in Slytherin but I hate having to work hard for things unless I am in the mood for a challenge. As we reach the Great Hall I see the one girl in the entire school that would be impossible for me to have and thus the one I hurt the most.
Hermione Granger.....the know it all Gryffindor. How I loath her and yet I can never really stop thinking about her. As much as I hate to say it she is my one true weakness because she is the one and only thing in this world I can not have. It is a known fact what I can't have is what I work the hardest to have. I have spent my entire time at Hogwarts studying her and the way she does things. I could tell you the way she eats or the way she studies but still I could not really tell you anything about her.....the real person.
Only two people in the entire world I would think really do know her; that would be her two best friends Potter and Weasley. I don't really understand why she is friends with them. While they are not as stupid and absent minded as Crabbe and Goyle they are still stupid and definitely not in the same league as Herm.....Granger.
While Blaise is the best looking in Slytherin, Granger is the best looking in the school, though she will never realize it and does not ever take notice of all the stares she receives from the vast male population of Hogwarts. Every girl knows it too but all Slytherin females spend their time attempting to hurt her self-esteem, but all of them also know that nothing they say ever penetrates her mind.
Not to gloat but there is only one person in the entire school that can even get a reaction out of her, and that would be me. I don't even have to really try to hurt her and she reacts, whether it is her stomping off in a huff or turning to insult me back she always reacts. That is including the time in third year when she slapped me on our way back from Care of Magical Creatures. She and Potter were and has been the only person to lay a hand on me, besides my father...but that is another matter entirely.
It is second before I realize Granger is staring back at me with a look of pure confusion written on her face. I only glare at her and turn to "listen" to what Blaise is saying to me. I passed through breakfast without really eating anything and left afterwards for double potions with the Gryffindors. As I walk in I notice, as usual, Granger has dragged Potter and Weasley to the front row and has sit down ready for a new class.
Potter and Weasley are leaned over talking to eachother and I just know it is about Quidditch by the way Granger shakes her head and returns her attention to the front of the room just as Snape walks in. As I am still not in my seat he gives me a hard look and I sit next to Blaise.
"Very well, now that we are all ready to work, today we will be brewing a pretty complicated potion. Have any of you every heard of the Polyjuice potion? Besides Miss Granger? Well Mr. Weasley what do you think it does then?" comes Snape's greasy voice.
"Well Professor it is a potion that will temporarily turn a person into the physical form of another." Well what do you know Weasley had the right answer!
"Yes.....that is correct. Now this potion is difficult to brew and will take a month to finish. Now take out all of the materials you will need and begin making the potion, the instructions are on the board."
Granger instantly begins on the potion, I can't help but notice that she doesn't even glance at the board once. She just digs into the potion. Knowing her she researched the potion over the summer just in case she would have to make it. But I also can't help but notice that both Potter and Weasley also start instantly and only glance up occasionally to make sure they are on track. They know how to brew this too? I know how to do it because my father taught me years ago, so how do they know how to make it? This potion is only allowed to be brewed with explicit permission from a ministry official or in our case our potions professor. Well no time to think on it I have to do this as well.
Two hours later we are all emerging from the potions classroom and I can't help but terrorize the Gryffindor Trio.
"Well look here, if it isn't Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood all tired out from a hard days work in potions class."
"Back off Malfoy before....."
"Before you what Weasley? Hit me? Like I am really scared of you."
"No you are only afraid that Voldemort might not find you suitable enough to lick his boots clean in the morning." Came a voice from behind the two boys in front of me.
"Well Granger has a mouth on her and if I were her I would keep it shut tight!" I stated, only slightly raising my voice.
"Oh and what am I supposed to be afraid of you Malfoy? You would never lay a hand on me."
"WHAT IS GOING ON OUT HERE?" Snape bellowed over the crowd," YOU SHOULD ALL BE ON YOU WAY TO YOUR NEXT CLASS!"
No one answered as we all turned and headed to our next classes. The rest of the day passed by quickly. Blaise and I skipped lunch to have "quality time" in the common room together, and before I knew it I was laying back down to go to sleep.
As I fall asleep I dream of Blaise and in the morning my alarm went off. I wake up and for some reason it feels like I have done this before, and of course I know I have, I wake up every day. I go in and get my shower before Crabbe and Goyle wake up and as I walk into the room again...God this seems so familiar. Blaise is sitting on my bed waiting for me.
"Draco, baby, why did you not wait to take your shower? I wanted to help you wash." She said with her best pout.
Something was definitely wrong...this was too much déjà vu for one morning. I just forget about it and go on with my day not knowing why I had a sudden flair for déjà vu attacks.