Hermione was livid. The moment she had heard that unmistakable chuckle, she knew exactly what and how this mess had happened. What made Hermione more angry was when Draco started from chuckling to full outright laughing! How dare he!?
She turned back to Madame Pince, quickly apologized, told her that she, Hermione, in the name as Head Girl, will accept full responsibility and will replace the damaged books. Madame Pince seemed please at Hermione's response and left her to be.
As soon as Madame Pince left, Hermione slowly turned back to the young Malfoy who, by the way, was still laughing his heart out. "Piss off Malfoy, I won't let you get away with with this. Laugh all you want, but soon I'll be the one laughing." Hermione hissed.
Draco didn't seem all that fazed by Hermione's threat one bit. Oh, he'd be sorry soon enough. He wouldn't get away with humiliating Hermione like that.
So, Hermione decided to play oblivious despite her recent threat.
"No, really Malfoy, what you just did was really mean. Madame Pince will most likely report me to the Headmistress. What did I ever do to you?" Hermione exclaimed, sounding stressed out and successfully playing the distressed damsel.
Draco stopped laughing.
"Gee, I don't know Granger, it might be because of that day in the past few weeks in Potions." Because of Hermione's confused look, Draco continued on. "You know, the day when Longbottom's idiotic brain couldn't process what to do or rather hear when I told him to leave it to me and not touch anything, decided to touch something and... You know how it ended."
Ahh... That was his reason. Well, to Hermione, it was a very lame reason to do what he did to her. And she made him know that too "From what I can see Draco," drawling his name in a sweet venomous gesture, "is that you're just overreacting to a little giggle. Hmm... Maybe your bedmate, Pansy there, has really rubbed off on you.
"But still, Malfoy, if Madame Pince were to report this incident to Headmistress, and since you're Head Boy... You'll go down with me won't you?" Hermione replied too innocently.
Did she really just told him that he, Draco Malfoy was overreacting? Damn, Granher has some balls to taunt him him like that. That cheeky little witch. When would he be anything pug face has rubbed off on?
She was lucky that she wasn't Potter or Weasley telling that to him or he would gladly 'Avada Kedevra' her right at this moment.
He mean, yeah sure, he was banging Parkinson, but that did not mean that he liked her. And by how she's been spreading disgusting rumors about his undying love for her and that he would propose to her when they finished Hogwarts had him having nightmares.
Maybe he should put a paper bag over her head the next time he fucks her just to piss her off. That should give him a few weeks of being pug faced free.
Besides he should stop banging her for good and find some partner of the younger years so he can decrease the paranormal possibility of catching STD or sleeping with all the males of Slytherin House.
"Nope, you're forgetting that you just admitted to take full responsibility in this mess. So no, you, Hermione Granger, Head Girl, will be gettingi n trouble before me, Draco Malfoy, Head Boy. Also, the fact that you're a Gryffindor will bring Slytherin House great pleasure too." Draco shot back with that stupid, sexy, bring girls to their knees Malfoy smirk.
His smart alic comment did anything but bring her ego down. In fact, it even boosted it more.
"Well Malfoy, I think that you forgot that Professor McGonagall has a brain and some common sense where she can put two and two together." Hermione exclaimed with a devilish smirk of her own. "So Malfoy, heed my warning again and fuck off."
Ooh, there's the feisty badass little Gryffindor he saw a glimpse of when the Great Sexy Malfoy pissed her off before.
Wait. Shit, she's right. McGonagall would most likely believe anything coming from her prized cub's cute little sexy mouth. Then the old hag would take Granger's side and shunn Draco as Head Boy for speaking lies—which in this case is true, because Draco would, no, willbe speaking lies to protect his own polished hide.
God dammit!
Why does Granger always win the arguments? It's not fair, she would always come up with some smartass comeback that would leave Draco without anymore lines to say back.
Fuck you Granger, and along with that brain of yours. And along with that cute little ass... And that red hot bra you have underneath your white, body-hugging muggle shirt covering that bust.
Wait...
Dammit, damn you and your drenched upper...sexy...cute little... Fucking Merlin, he was at it again.
God, his revenge is backfiring. He's not suppose to have these erotic thoughts. Damn his male instincts. He'll make a reminder the next time he decides to pull something on Granger to not include something that will outline her form nor use and water that would result to see through clothing.
Why does being a male is so hard? Eh, he'll find some relief with that pug face or some of her maids later on. Anyway... He has to find some smart comeback to match Granger's.
Nothing came to mind.
Fucking Merlin's beard, he will not let Granger win this argument. So, he decided to act like this argument wasn't worth his time and let out an "eh" before walking out of the library without looking back to see Hermione's reaction.
He already knew that her mouth would be hanging open that he actually heeded her threat.
He sighed. Just wait Granger, I'll think of a better comeback than yours. Just you watch.
If only Draco Malfoy knew that by walking out carelessly after Hermione Granger said something was going to be his worst mistake.