A/N: Enjoy...
From last chapter:
I shut my eyes open and took a look at the newcomer. To my horror it was Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prince.
Chapter Two.
What do you want ferret?
I gave a loud sigh.
"As to you Granger." he drawled politely. I looked at him surprised.
What no insults? I asked myself. He must have read my mind.
"No Granger, no insults. That's...old!" he said shrugging. I could almost feel him smirk though I was not looking at his face.
"So?" I asked casually.
"So what?" his face showed curiosity.
"So what happened? Did you get hit by a car or something?" I asked, celebrating in my mind for such genius question. Malfoy rolled his eyes.
"No I did not get hit by one of those muggleviacle!" he said tiredly. I gave a fake gasp.
"You didn't. I'm so disappointed in you Malfoy!" I said sarcastically. He laughed coldly.
"Well hate to disappoint you Granger, so I was hoping to talk to you...mudblood!" Malfoy said with a huge grin on his face. I became angry.
"That was unnecessary!" I almost yelled.
"Hey you asked for it!" he shrugged.
"No I simply just asked you why you didn't insult me. I did not say; please insult me!" I explained angrily. Draco chuckled.
"Sorry, my bad. But you have to admit, you are pretty easy!" he exclaimed teasingly.
"I am not!" I protested stubbornly though I knew it was true.
"Yes you are. It's like the easies thing in the world to make you angry!" he said with a smirk.
"It is so not!"
"Yes it is!"
"Not!"
"It is!"
"Not!"
"It is!
"Look is there a reason that you came here or is it just for the joy of making me 'angry'?" I asked him tiredly. Draco seemed to come to his senses.
"Both I guess. Well the thing is that Dumbledore wants to see us both right after dinner!" he explained shortly.
"That's it? The whole reason?" I asked him doubtfully, still thinking about breakfast.
"Yeah, why would I have other reason to talk to such angry teenage with no control over her hormones?" he asked and stood up, making me more angry than before, if that was even possible.
"You...you…ferret! I'm not an angry teenage with no control over my hormones!" I yelled furiously. He simply stood over me, smirking his famous Malfoy smirk, though something was different about it. But what?I thought.
"No who was I kidding, of course not. You can't get mad... you are always so calm and nice to talk to! And ferret? Please I only turned into that once and it's not like I enjoyed it. Anyway, I'm gone, see you after dinner, 8'o clock in front of Dumbledore's office," and with that he left, without giving me any time to answer.
"Stupid Malfoy and his stupid comments!" I muttered angrily to myself and didn't see Ron sneaking up on me.
"What did he do this time?" asked Ron, interrupting my thoughts. I looked up at Ron's jolly face.
"Oh nothing, just the usual being an arrogant ass, same old you know!" I said shortly shrugging.
"Well actually I do know. I met Pansy on my way here. She is so mean that bitch!" he said bitterly making me curious.
"What did she say?" I asked innocently.
"Oh just the usual, blood-traitor-red-haired-Potters-assistant-ugly-git. I swear, we need to get that girl a mirror someday!" he said, making Hermione laugh uncontrollably at his last comment.
A/N: So what did you guys think? What do you think Dumbledore wants with the two of them? Review and find out!
