Author's Note: Author's Note: English is not my first language, so there will be some grammatical mistakes. Please let me know if you find one.

He glanced at Pansy. She was still looking at Draco suspiciously.

"Why do you look at me like that, Parkinson? You don't believe me? Who do you think you are?"

Pansy blushed right away. Draco got himself up. Pansy stood up too, but she sat down again because of Draco's cold glare, which had the meaning of 'don't follow me.'

It was chapter 1. Chapter 2 starts now…

Chapter 2: At the Library

He knew that Granger was in love with Weasley. He knew it because of her smile. Her smile towards Weasley was totally different from those toward Potter. When the Slytherin girls were gossiping about the love triangle between Granger, Weasley and Brown, he felt something heavy in his stomache.

He didn't know why he was attracted to Granger. She was a muggle-born, a bookworm, and a friend of Harry Potter who Draco hates the most in the world. The worst of all, she hated him. Hermione Granger despised Draco Malfoy.

"Granger."

Granger looked back and found Draco standing behind her.

"Malfoy? Why, why are you…"

"Can you become a little bit quiet? You are in the library."

She realized that Madame Pince was glaring at her and quietly said to Draco.

"What's the matter? I'm busy as you see."

Granger pointed at her desk, which was covered with piles of books and parchments. Granger asked Draco again.

"Why did you call me?"

Draco couldn't say anything because he had no reason. He just wanted to call out he name Granger ("Hermione" if he could.) He knew that he had to make something up very mean so that it would sound like Draco Malfoy, so he said something that was totally not what he wanted to say.

"Nothing, Mudblood. Where are your dumb friends?"

He realized that he made a huge mistake because Granger's face was turning red. She finally yelled at him.

"Mudblood? Can you stop calling me like that!"

Everyone in the library looked at them, but Granger didn't seem to care."

"What's so proud of being a pureblood? Who even cares about that in these days? Only you! You are the only one who cares about it! Stop calling someone smarter that you in such name! You…!"

"Miss Granger, stop please."

It was professor McGonagall.

"But professor McGonagall- Malfoy called me…"

"I heard what happened. Both of you, follow me to my office."

Draco looked at Granger. Her face was very red, and tears were about to fall down from her eyes.

Damn, she's beautiful, thought Draco. He felt guilty of making her cry but didn't regret it. At least he had a conversation (well, was it?) with her. He followed McGonagall with a faint smile on his lips.

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