My hands fumbled with the elastic band that pulled my hair in a formel bun, trying to free my hair from its tight position...and finally, it snapped.Strangely enough, I've been going through a lot of elastic bands these past few days, its probably cause I've got rage issues, and can't possibly be bothered to free my hair in a calm way, but that's just a guess.
You guys are probably wondering who I am, well I'm Hermione Granger, 6th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, best friends with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.The latter is the reason to my rage, well him and the infamous Lavender Brown...ugh, even mentioning her name is sending shivers of disgust and anger down my back.The two are going out, why would this bother me, you might ask? Well, because we've been best friends for ages, and now he's angry at me for no apparent reason and is going out with that stupid whore. Ginny said, he's going out with her to try to make me jealous, but I mean, jealous of what??Her possibly??But the question is, why would I be jealous of her??She's ugly, stupid, a freak who giggles and bats her eyes at every guy that she happens upon and well basically because she's her. I know that seems harsh coming from me, but that's how furious I am!!
I move to remove my robes and school uniform and settle on wearing a grey over-sized sweater and a black miniskirt, put on a pair of comfy, warm, black leg warmers and head downstairs. With my hair free and out of my school uniform, I look a pretty damn good sight and I notice a few male eyes looking at my tan, long legs, but I don't bother with overly-hormonal-gawky teenage boys, I think if I ever was to go out with someone, I'd go for a mature young man who can resist grabbing and fucking anything that can walk with a cute ass.Lately I have been having certain thoughts about a mature, well I wouldn't call him young, man.His name ( and this might shock you) is...[drumroll Draco Malfoy.