A/N: Hello, all! It's me, EiSeL and I am here (hopefully) bringing you another fun story from my crazed mind! Isn't it great! Anyway, this story is Draco's perspective of things that are going on in my other story, "He Called Me Hermione". Maybe this will answer any questions you have concerning Draco's thoughts and feelings. If not, well, you can e-mail me and I can try to answer things.

Before reading this fic, I suggest that you go back and read Hermione's side of the story in "He Called Me Hermione".

Disclaimer: As much as it pains me, I do not own Harry Potter or related... um... stuff.

Happy reading!

All Riled Up

Draco Malfoy was sitting at a desk in the Head common room doing his potions homework. Potions, being his favorite class, would usually be able to keep his attention but a beautiful muggle-born witch was sitting just a few feet from him. I don't know how I didn't see it before…

"What!" screamed Hermione as she threw her book down.

"Nothing…" Does she have bloody eyes in the back of her head or something!

"Nothing? That's bullocks, Malfoy! You have been staring at me since we got back from dinner! You're driving me mad!"

Driving her mad, eh? This could be fun… "That's the point, mudblood."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and picked up her book again. "Insufferable git…"

Giving up so soon? "Hey, Mudblood?" Hermione kept reading. "Mudblood?" Ugh! Must you be so difficult! "Granger!"

"Yes?"

"What color was your Sleeping Draft?" he said as he looked down at the bubbling liquid.

"I'm not going to help you cheat, Malfoy."

Cheat? What makes you think I need you to help me cheat? "I'm not asking you to help me cheat. I'm simply comparing results." Hermione looked at him like he was crazy. "Do you want to see the potion? I have it right here."

Hermione got up and walked over to him. She looked into his cauldron and nodded. "It looks okay to me."

Draco smirked, filled a vial, and labeled it with his name. "Thank you, Mudblood." He chuckled in glee as he watched her storm back to the couch and begin to read again. He extinguished the flame under his cauldron and cleaned up the mess that was leftover. He sat back down at the table and twirled his quill between his fingers. I'm so bored… He directed his attention back to the back of Hermione's head. He lifted an eyebrow and smirked before lifting himself off the chair, walking over, and sitting beside Hermione. "What are you reading?"

Hermione didn't even look at him. "My Arithmancy book." She scooted a little farther away from him, clearly uncomfortable.

The bookworm strikes again… "Why?"

"Because I want to."

You've got to be kidding me. "Really? You read textbooks for fun? Wow, Mudblood. You need a life really, really badly."

Then, Hermione literally threw her book across the room. ""Merlin, Malfoy! It's bad enough that I have to share a common room with you, but you don't have to constantly remind me of it!" Ouch, that was a low blow, Granger.

Before he could even say anything, Hermione piped up again. "Oh, don't you dare think I'm finished with you. Why do you still call me that foul word? I mean, grow up, Malfoy! As Head Students, we're supposed to be examples for the entire school and you," she said as she poked him firmly in the chest, "still insist on calling me names as if you were a child!"

Hey, she poked me. "Granger-"

"And why must you be so bloody annoying? Yes, I read my textbooks- get over it! I like to learn!"

"Granger, please-"

"And why did you want my help on your potions homework? Potions is your best subject!"

Merlin, does she ever stop talking? Draco lifted his hand and placed it over her mouth. "Granger, shut up." Before he even knew what he was doing, he tilted his head down and kissed her.

WHAT AM I DOING! I didn't want to do this! What's going on! He felt Hermione start to respond to his kiss and place her arms around his neck. Oh, what the hell? Draco wrapped his arms around her waist and began to kiss her harder.

Then, out of nowhere, Hermione pushed him back. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing!"

"Um, I was kissing you…" And they said you were smart.

"But why!"

"I don't know! It seemed like a good idea at the time!" He watched as Hermione started to ascend the stairs to her bedroom. She was about to slam the door when he piped up. "Jeez, Hermione! Live a little!"

Hermione walked into her room and Draco sat back down on the couch. He chuckled lightly. "She's cute when she gets all riled up."