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'God dammit why must you taunt me so' Draco thought as he sat at the back of his history of magic class. For some strange reason the minute Hermione walked into the classroom he couldn't take his eyes off her. It had been going on like this all day, in every class he had with her he would be desperately trying to do his work, but the minute his eyes looked up they would be instantly glued to her.
No matter how hard he tried he couldn't take his eyes off her, but whatever it was it was driving him crazy. He didn't even realize that the weasel kept giving him dirty looks and that the tips of his ears were slowly turning bright red with suppressed rage.
It was just something about her that keep his attention, he didn't know whether it was the way she was sucking on that infernal sucker or the way she would chew on the tip of her quill or run her hands through her hair, her hair was the color of rich caramel and chocolate mixed together flowing in gorgeous slightly frizzy curls all the way down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were the same deep, but at the same time light chocolate color; they were eyes that you could just get lost in; just let everything else fade away until you were swimming in pools of liquid creamy chocolate, and getting wrapped up in the rich, luxurious and comforting smell.
'God dammit this stupid sexy –no not sexy, not sexy at all. Okay, this stupid mud-muggleborn ARGH she's messing with my mind and my life' Draco wondered how anyone hadn't noticed what he was doing yet (he didn't see the weasel). While he had been thinking professor binns had written down notes on the board. He supposed he should be busily scribbling them down like the rest of the class, but he figured that he would just get them from one of his housemates later on.
The bustle of students around him signified the end of class. 'Great' he thought 'another wasted class period'. He slowly got up and made his way out into the now empty hallway. He had just round his second corner when he heard the thoroughly pissed off voice of the weasel. 'Hermione, how on earth could you have not felt his eyes on you he was looking at you the whole time like you were some kind of a human T-bone steak or something' he heard ron practically yell. His whole head looked like it was on fire and after that rather poor comparison it looked like it was ready to start shooting steam out of his nose and ears. It was really a quite amusing sight to behold; even potter was smirking a bit.
Hermione didn't look angry or anything she just listened very patiently through out his whole out burst; it seemed like this kind of this happened quite often. After Ron was finally done Hermione said 'no, Ron I did not see or feel him looking at me. You know it's not that big of deal really, you shouldn't get so worked up.' All three boys looked rather surprised at her response. The weasel was about to comment, but potter shot him a warning glance and he shut his mouth. 'Wow' he thought 'she took that very well she didn't even get mad or anything... hmmmm, I wonder what's up?'
Draco entered the great hall out of habit and sat down at his table. He didn't feel very hungry at all so he just poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice. All though dinner he could feel the weasels furious glares at him. He didn't care maybe if he glared hard enough his head really would explode. After dinner he walked down to the dungeons where the slytherin common room was. He said the password (slithering snakes) and went up to his room. He knew it was too early to go to bed, but he didn't feel like being in the common room surrounded by people anyway.
He thought back over the day and why he couldn't stop starring at hermione. I bet at lunch or somehow she slipped some kind of potion into his drink and that's why he had been so obsessed with her. I bet she made some sort-of minor strength love potion and that was why he was thinking all those weird thoughts because he certainly wouldn't have thought those on his own. And with that comforting thought he fell into dreamland even thought it was only 8:00.