BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

My second ever fanfiction

Dramione set in Hermione's seventh year of Hogwarts. In this story, the final battle at the end of the seventh book happened at the end of the sixth.

1: Filth

"Get out of my seat, mudblood. I thought we agreed this was my half of the room."

"Granger, there's nobody I wouldn't prefer to share a tower with."

"Filth; that's what you are. It's a bloody ridiculous idea, forcing me to live with a filthy mudblood."

These were the cruel words which echoed in Hermione's mind as Draco yelled at her for the fourth time that week. What had McGonagall been thinking, giving Draco Malfoy the honour of being Head Boy? She must be going senile, thought Hermione as she tried resolutely to concentrate on her work and block out the Head Boy's voice.

"Are you even listening, Granger?"

Hermione just couldn't take anymore.

"SHUT UP!" she screamed.

Draco leapt back; she had never yelled at him before.

"Malfoy, you are a selfish BASTARD! This room, our, yes OUR Head Prefect Common Room, should be a place where both of you and I can RELAX and STUDY. When are you going to realize that blood purity doesn't matter? When is it going to get through your thick skull that no-one in the wizarding world CARES about blood status anymore? You lord over this school like a god-"

"The Slytherin Sex God, I'm known as." Draco smirked.

"You don't deserve any of the misguided young witches' hearts which you capture and stab! No-one respects you." She spat before continuing,

"Everyone in this school is supposed to look up to you as a good example. But they DON'T. They hate you because you are a SLIMY GIT!"

With that, she hastily threw her books in her schoolbag and stormed from the room, leaving Draco standing still, stunned.

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