A/N: So many people asked me to continue, so I guess I will! Enjoy Part two! Once again, the bold is commentary from my point of view. Some people seemed to think that this was a story that I'm commenting about, but I'm actually writing this, you guys. As much as it pains me. I just mix in common errors with my writing. Check out my profile to see the real Dramiones that I've written. Enough about me. Enjoy!
How Not to Write a Dramione: Chapter 2
Right after I walked out of the café, I felt bad. I mean, Ron just doesn't know me as well as he should. (If you wouldn't yell at him all the time, I'm sure he would know you better.) I should fix that between us. But then, as I was walking in the café again, I saw Ron talking to LAVENDER. (I wasn't aware that boys couldn't talk with other girls while they're in relationships. I still don't understand girls, and I am one.) I bet he was trying to flirt with her or something! I was so mad. Lavender gave Ron a piece of paper, and then walked out.
Ron was looking at her the way he sometimes looks at me. (In confusion and frustration?) It wasn't fair! (Life isn't fair, honey.) I saw the blonde guy in the corner looking at me. He had stormy gray eyes with a hint of blue in them. (Here we go with the stupid eye color descriptions. This isn't Twilight, you guys.)
I saw a brunette girl at the door. (RANDOM POV CHANGE!) She had golden-brown hair that fell in soft ringlets around her face. (Of course she did.)
"What are you looking at?" asked Nicole, my cousin. I was hanging out with her while she was in London for the weekend. (How sweet.)
"The girl by the door." I said, my eyes glazed over. (How would you know that? I mean, I know Malfoy is conceited, but he doesn't look in a pocket mirror all the time.)
"She's pretty. Hey, isn't that Hermione Granger? And isn't that her boyfriend, Ron Weasley?" she said.
"You're right! I didn't notice at all." (Says the one who actually went to school and hated them?!) Hermione looked nothing like what she did at school! Her previously bushy hair had turned soft and curly, and her eyes were chocolate-brown, something I had never noticed before. (Of course you haven't.)
She was yelling at her boyfriend, and looked like she was about to cry, then Weasley got up and left her. (How heartless.) She followed him out the door, but went in an opposite direction. I wondered what had happened. (So do I, Draco, so do I.)
"Ron, why were you talking to that slut?" I yelled, furious. (Oh my gosh, Hermione, you can't just call some one a slut because they were talking to your boyfriend!)
"She's not a slut. You went to school with her." Ron replied, frowning. (Rational response from Ron.)
"So you're taking her side?" I was so mad that Ron didn't see Lavender for what she was, a backstabbing, boyfriend-stealing, slut. (*whistles low* That's a lot of name calling over there!)
"No, I'm… You know what, Hermione? You're the one who's so clingy, and needy, and you always have that stupid cat around with you. I'm done. We're over." (Ron, thank you for noticing this new OOC Hermione.)
"Are you breaking up with me?" I asked, incredulously. (It was pretty clear. I mean, you're the smartest witch of your age. FIGURE IT OUT.)
"Yeah. Sorry, 'Mione. We can still be friends." (Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends.. My PewDiePie bros out there, you know how to sing it.)
"No we can't. I'm done, too. You don't know me, you look at other girls while you're in a relationship, I simply can't deal with it anymore. Bye, Ron." (You're reasons are obviously way more legitimate than Ron's, so you are the victim here. To Draco, at least.)
"Have it your way." Ron just walked out of the coffee shop like nothing had happened. I felt like crying. It was the worst day ever. I ran out of the café and back to my apartment. (Seriously, Hermione? You didn't perceive this? You are really freaking controlling in this fic!)
On the way, I noticed a little store with a cute dress in it. I decided that I could spend a little, because I just broke up with my boyfriend. (Oh, I just broke up with my boyfriend! Let's buy an evening gown.) I walked right in. I heard someone come up behind me and touch my shoulder. I turned around, and it was the blonde boy from the coffee shop.
"Hi." I said shyly.
"Hey, Granger."
"How do you know my name?" I asked, confusedly.
"I'm Draco Malfoy, remember?" (cliffhanger alert. *half-hearted cheer.*)
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