AN- No I don't own the characters
This story was inspired by Beauty and the Beast!
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Chapter 1
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Annoyance.
That's what Draco Malfoy was feeling at the moment after seeing that stupid Mudblood occupying the only table inside the library. Oh, but it's not just a table, though. No.
It's his comfortable isolated table.
Not only is Granger polluting the air he's breathing, but she's sitting on his chair, with her over-sized book on his table.
Who the bloody hell does she think she is?
"Granger." Draco growled angrily, striding towards her.
Hermione glanced at him shortly before looking back at her book. "Malfoy."
Draco sneered, "You're in my seat."
She looked at him again and blinked. "Am I?"
"Get out." Draco demanded, crossing his arms.
Hermione rolled her eyes and went back to reading. "Go away, Malfoy. I'm in the middle of reading something."
Draco seethed.
The Mudblood has the nerve to tell him, Draco Malfoy, what to do?
This bitch.
Without warning, he grabbed the side of her book and roughly snatched it away from her vision, not caring if he hurt her fragile little filthy fingers in the process.
"I told you to leave, Mudblood."
Hermione, who was both surprised and angry at his behavior, tried her best to hide her face with any expression. She took a few deep calming breaths and looked up at him, with her arm out towards him.
"Give my book back, Malfoy."
Draco glared down at her hand and made a sound of disgust, "Take your filthy hand away from my face, Mudblood, and leave right now."
Hermione's face hardened. That's all she ever hears coming out of his mouth.
Mudblood.
Mudblood.
Mudblood.
However, being the smart Head Girl that she is, she didn't let her face show how much it bothered her and gave him a tiny smile.
"My book, Malfoy? May I please have it back?"
"No." Draco snarled down at the hand still in front of him.
Is she stupid? How dare she disobey him?
Hermione was beginning to lose her patience as she got up with her hands on her hips. "As Head Girl, I am asking you to give my book back. I was here first, Malfoy, what is up with you? Be a good example to others and stop bothering people."
The look he was giving her made her heart jolt out unexpectedly. It wasn't pleasant at all. He held the book tightly in his hand as he slowly but menacingly walked up to her with his eyes never leaving hers.
As Draco was getting closer, she couldn't help but take a step back until her back bumped into one of the shelves in the library.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, her eyes hurriedly glancing around them. To her great dismay, nobody was around them, not even Madam Pince to help her. She looked in front of her and gasped.
Draco was way too close; she had to lean her head back to gain some personal space.
Hermione subconsciously swallowed hard. "Mal- Malfoy, what are you doi-
She shriek in surprise, when his arms shot out of nowhere and placed them on the shelves on both sides of her face.
"Did I give you permission to speak?" Draco drawled softly, his breath blowing the sides of her bangs.
"Um-
"Shut up!" Draco hissed, as one of his hands suddenly gripped her hair.
Saying that Hermione was scared would be an understatement. She knew he was dangerous. Harry told her he saw the Dark Mark on Draco's arm, but she hardly believed the accusation. A sixteen year old boy was a Death Eater? That's impossible. But with the way he was acting now, it definitely isn't hard to believe.
Hermione didn't even notice as she whimpered in fear.
But he did.
Draco's snarl morphed into a smug smirk. "Is the Mudblood finally learning what she did was wrong?"
"I didn't do anything wrong!" Hermione yelled out in frustration, "What did I do- Ah!"
Draco grabbed the curls of her hair and viciously yanked them. "How dare you speak while I was talking?"
Blinking back the tears, Hermione closed her mouth.
Who is this man? Whatever happened to the annoying Draco Malfoy who she knew few years ago? It was as if the war had brought his nasty side on the front...
Noticing the tears that were about to fall from her eyes, Draco immediately let her go with disgust and stepped away from her. He took out the book he stole from her and glared down at it.
"Ah, was this the one you wanted back, Granger?"
Hermione felt her anger coming through again, but knew better than to challenge him at the moment.
"Please, give it back, Malfoy."
Draco sneered at the book as he opened it to flip through the pages. "What is this rubbish you're reading anyway?"
"Why?" Hermione spat, "You don't know how to read?"
Draco let out a soft chuckle which unnerved her greatly.
He stopped to a page and scrunched his nose in confusion as he said, "What the bloody hell isBeauty and the Beast, Mudblood?"
She bit her bottom lip. Should she tell him? "It's erm... It's a fairy tale."
"A what?" Draco asked rudely, still flipping through the pages and looking at the pictures with - to her surprise - interest.
Thinking it was safe to let her guard down, she took a step closer to him. "That book is filled with um... Muggle fairy tales."
Draco stiffened.
He's touching a Muggle book. He let his pureblooded hands touch a book that was made by someone who was beneath him. Feigning indifference, he continued to flip through the pages, pausing here and there.
"What is a Sleeping Beauty? Bloody hell, what's with all the 'Beauty'?" He let out a harsh laugh. "Merlin, Granger, is your head full with false fantasy of you being something Beautiful?"
Hermione ignored the sharp pain of hurt. It's not as if she never heard him insult her before. "May I have it back?"
"Now, wait just a second." Draco said, "It's not good for a Mudblood like you to be thinking such thoughts."
"What are you talking ab- Malfoy, no!"
Draco tore a page from her book with a smirk.
"Oh no!" Draco gasped in mock sadness. "Tut. Tut. Oh dear, Granger, what's happening?"
He ripped another page. "This is completely rubbish."
Rip. "Stupid Muggles."
Rip. Rip. Rip.
"Stop it!" Hermione cried, rushing towards him as she tried to take the torn pages and the book away from him. "Damn it, Malfoy, give it back!"
Draco pushed her away from him, as he threw the book on the floor with a loud thud!
After staring at the broken book with shock, Hermione flew herself at him and began hitting anything she could reach that was Draco.
"YOU IDIOT! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"
"Oh boo-hoo!" Draco laughed, as he dodged her. "Did I hurt the Mudblood's feelings? Aw, just look at her cry."
Hermione gave up hitting him as she silently walked up to the book. She sat down and gathered the remains with one hand, as she tried her best to wipe the tears from her face with the other.
Draco glared down at the girl with his head shaking in disgust. "It's just a book."
Hermione rounded at him, "It's not just any book, Malfoy! My grandmother gave it to me when I was a child!"
"Who cares?" Draco asked, smirking. "Oh well. Another less filthy thing to worry about."
He shoved his hands in his pockets and began to walk away, whistling. But as she continued to gather her things from the ground, Draco stopped.
"By the way, Granger?" He called out, turning around to give her a chilling smile. "If I ever see you sitting on my table again, that filthy precious book of yours won't be the only thing I will destroy."
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