Hermione sat alone in the Gryffindor Common Room reading up on Potions homework. No one was around to talk to, except a few 2nd Years playing Gobstones. Harry was off with Ginny and Ron was somewhere in a broom closet with "Lav-Lav". Hermione snorted at the thought of Ron and Lavender.
Oh, please, like I really care about what they do. It leaves very little to the imagination what they do
But in truth, Hermione was very concerned for her friends. They spent most of their time with their girlfriends. They almost always forgot about her. Hermione, unable to think straight, put down her homework and went up to her Dormitory. She sat on her bed, pulled her knees up to her chest, and lay her head down on her knees. Her so called friends and left her alone. They rarely invited her to places, and if they did it was because they felt sorry that she didn't have someone to love her like they did. She had no one. She was alone.
Hermione wiped her eyes with her hand, but no matter what she did the tears came faster. Soon enough she had given up and just continued to cry quietly.
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Draco Malfoy walked through the corridors on the 4th floor. He had been very bored this past semester with very little human contact. Ever since his father went to jail he had become more of a loner. He no longer thrived on the people who hung to his every word. He found that he was quite content by himself. Or so he thought. Although he might not admit it, he was lonely. He even missed the subtle grunts of Crabbe and Goyle, who also deserted him. They had all fallen apart.
Draco sat down on the ledge of a window and stared out into the stormy skies. He folded his fingers together, closed his eyes, and let a small tear slide down his pointed face.
Clack, clack, clack
Draco's eyes shot open. He quickly wiped it away and turned to see who had disrupted his peace.
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Hermione, after crying for about an hour, decided to go for a walk. She roamed around the 7th floor Corridor and down a few steps. Before she knew it she was on the 4th floor. She turned a corner and walked further. It wasn't long until she heard a voice.
"Well,well,well, Granger," She recognized that drawl anywhere. Hermione stopped walking and stood still.
"What brings you to wander the castle at this time? Potter and Weasley finally realized they need a better slave?" He wanted to know. Hermione stood in her spot a second longer and then...she continued to walk. No words. No gestures. Nothing.
"Well, that's strange..." Draco muttered to himself. He hastily fallowed Hermione. He walked next her, but she kept her steady pace.
"Hey, Granger! Why so down? Did you finally look in the mirror?" Draco laughed at his own insult. Hermione continued to walk. She turned a corner and went down the stairs.
"Oh, come on, Mudblood! You don't look that bad! I mean, surely there's a sorry sod out there for you." Draco smirked, thinking this would get a reaction from her. She kept moving. Draco tried every insult he could come up with, but no matter what he said she wouldn't say a word.
"Look, Mudblood, it's no fun ruining you're stupid life more than it is if you're not going to say anything back." Draco said annoyingly. Hermione walked on, but then she slowed down. She stood quietly in her place. Draco stood a few feet back from her, not sure what she would do. He smirked, thinking she had snapped finally.
"You know what, Malfoy?" She said in a low voice. Draco walked closer and said,"No, Beaver, what?" It was a few seconds before she answered, and when she did, his face whole demeanor crashed.
"It's over. You win." And with that, she walked away and out of sight.
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A/N-I don't know if I'll leave this a one-shotm but I might continue it as a two-shot. tell me what you think:)
