Dramione – Smirk
Authors note:
This is my first story, so please review, it would be very much appreciated. Also, just to clarify, I'm not very good at writing lengthy stories, so this will be a series of oneshots/short stories which all combine to make the longer story. Please forgive me if this is very cliché.
Please, please review, it would mean a lot to me! Constructive criticism is welcome, but no hate please.
Hermione sighed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get him out of her mind. Why him? She glanced across the classroom to where Draco was sitting, unaware of everything going on around him. Being a typical Malfoy, he was a smart and cunning Slytherin, cruel manipulative, and unfortunately also extremely good looking. Sometimes it seemed to her as if his main purpose in life was to torment her and make her life a misery. His confident, bad boy attitude irritated her endlessly but she knew that if he changed, became more understanding, even caring, it wouldn't be the same. She had fallen for him and she hated it.
Ginny was waiting for her in the Gryffindor common room. "What's got into you?" she asked as Hermione sighed and fell into the armchair behind her. "Nothing. I'm just tired." She replied. Ginny narrowed her eyes suspiciously but nodded.
Hermione went to sleep pondering over her feelings for Malfoy, inwardly cursing herself for getting into this situation.