Hermione
"HERMIONE" came a loud yell besides her "have you been listening to anything I have said?"
"Um, yeah. Something about studying?" Hermione said in an uncertain voice.
"You really haven't been listening at all!" Ron rolled his eyes "okay let me break it down for you 'Mione. Me. You. Harry. Go to Sussan's party tomorrow night."
"Sussan Bones?" Hermione asked wearily looking up Harry as he sat down beside Ron. "Harry, are you going to this party tonight?"
Harry snorted as if she should have already known the answer "Hermione, EVERYONE is going."
"oh, I don't think I'm going to go." Hermione mumbled
"WHAT?!" Harry and Ron cried.
"what part of everyone did you not understand?" Harry pushed
"I'M NOT GOING OKAY?!" Hermione yelled.
Everyone in the hall turned and looked at her. She blushed as she bowed her head and walked out of the Great Hall.
Once in the heads common room Hermione threw herself onto the couch and huffed
"Trouble in paradise is there Mudblood?" said a voice coming through the portrait. Hermione didn't even have to turn around to know exactly who it was.
"Leave me alone Draco." Hermione demanded.
"DRACO?!" he yelled "DRACO?! Who gave permission to a filthy Mudblood like you to use my birth name?!"
"Oh sorry Malfoy, I just thought seeing as we have lived with each other for almost 3 months now we could get over the petty name calling!" Hermione through back.
"What, dis you expect us to be friends and laugh together about how perfect your life is with Potty and Wiesel?"
"Perfect? PEFECT?!" Hermione was now furious "you think my life is perfect? Really?" Hermione began to tear up "I'm in my 7th year at school and everyone knows my name, which would usually make me happy under normal circumstances. But they don't know my name because I am smart or because I am popular, they know my name because I am the girl who tags along with Harry! The Chosen One!"
"oh why don't you go cry me a river, Mudblood" Draco looked pissed "YOU KILLED THE DARK LORD! YOU THE FILTHY MUDBOOLD BITCH, WIESEL AND THE BOY WHO JUST WON'T DIE!" Draco's hand were closed into fists "MUST YOU ALWAYS HAVE SOMETHING TO WING ABOUT, YOU MUDBLOOD BITCH!"
That's when Hermione lost it her had swung up and punched him in the face. 'SHIT!' Hermione thought. 'he is so pissed off' she didn't know what to do, Draco Malfoy was a Death-eater, who knew when he would snap and finally hurt her. Before Draco had time to even react Hermione ran up the stairs and slammed her door shut.
'SHIT! SHIT SHIT' Hermione thought once she was sitting in the safety of her own bed. 'What have I done? He looked like he was just about ready to kill me! Maybe I should go see Ginny, just to try and give Draco time to relax'
DRACO
'She hit me…' these word were the words that had run through his head for the last 20 minutes. 'I got slapped in the face by a Mudblood, AGAIN'
As he was sitting on the couch he saw Hermione out of the corner of his eye in her pink singlet top and grey pyjama pants. 'She looks good enough to eat!' as soon as Draco realised what he had thought he immediately corrected himself 'ah, what was I thinking, she is a Mudblood, she is beneath me!'
Hermione looked around the lounge he was standing in, she had almost scanned the whole room when she saw Draco. As soon as the two made eye contact Hermione put her head down and went through the portrait.
"She's scared of me…" Draco said aloud "the she finally figured out that I am her superior!" while speaking to himself Draco reached over and grabbed his writing Quill and some parchment and wrote;
Dear Pansy,
I know you miss me, babe
We haven't been together in over a month,
And I want you so bad. Come to my room Ganger is out so no
one will tell Snape that you are in my dorm
Draco
"pfft, thinking about the Mudblood like that. HA, I will fuck Pansy's brain out then I will come to my senses and stop thinking about the Mudblood?" Draco said to himself as he slowly walked over and gave the letter to his new speckled owl , Echo.
HERMIONE
'I wonder if Draco is going to tell his father that i…' Hermione broke off in mid thought. Draco's father was sent to Azkaban. No matter how much of a dick Draco was Hermione couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"Hey, Gin" Hermione called. Hermione had sat on Ginny's bed for 20 minutes waiting for Ginny to come out of the bathroom.
"hey, sorry 'Mione, I was shaving my legs. I hadn't shaved in like three week the mess down there was extraordinary!"
Hermione snorted "very attractive Gin."
"Says the one that just snorted!"
Once Hermione had stopped laughing and her breathing became normal again she murmured "I hit Malfoy."
"You were hitting on Malfoy?! SEE I KNEW YOU SECRETLY HAD A THING FOR HIM!" Ginny exclaimed
"no, no, NO! first of all I do not like ferret boy and second I hit Draco, like I punched him in the face." Hermione defended.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD HERMIONE! You are going to lose this bet! You were supposed to sleep with Draco not slap him in the face!" Ginny yelled.
"Keep your voice down! I only made the best yesterday and Lavender said I have one month. So I still have time!"
"Yeah, but slapping him in the face isn't really getting you off to a good start!"
"Punched" Hermione corrected. But seeing the look on Ginny's face she quickly changed the subject "I think I need a new approach…"
"PANSY PARKINSON!" Ginny yelled.
"Would you care to elaborate?" Hermione asked very confused.
"Draco is the 'Slytherin Sex God'" Ginny pronounced each word very slowly. "and he is into sluts like Pansy."
"Would you like a metal for that observation?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"shut it, you. I have an idea; Draco like's sluts so you need to look like a slut!" Ginny exclaimed with a very excited expression "tomorrow the makeover begins so you can look AMAZING for Sussan's party tomorrow night."
"oh, I'm not going to that." Hermione said shyly.
"DO YOU WANT TO LOSE THIS BET WITH LAVENDER?! She has said how Draco would never fuck you! Don't you want to prove her wrong?!" Ginny asked franticly.
Hermione thought for a second. "let's win this bet!"