March 23
Today we finally had our groups for Defense Against the Dark Arts changed, and I am in the same class as Malfoy. Ron, Harry, and the others are all in the other class, so I am unsure what I will do when we have to select partners. I quietly sit down in an empty chair near the back and start to read 7 chapters ahead in our textbook. I hear a gorgeous laugh behind me, and before turning around I already know its Malfoy. He is looking at me teasingly, staring at the chapter number. "Cant you just stay behind with the rest of us, Granger?" he calls out to me, his beautiful teeth opening in a smile. I blush and ignore him. As the class progressed, I would occasionally look back to gaze.
"Ms. Granger, please explain the difference between a Dogler and a Slowc." asked Professor Pallash on Defense Against Dark Arts class.
"Umm..." Oh my God, why did she pick me? I wasn't paying attention. I quickly came up with something that was totally mad. "Well, um, a Dogler can force an Animagus to, you know, turn back to its human form, and a Slowc, ah, can change someone's Animagus, I think." Even myself knew that my answer was a thumbs-down, probably the worst in my Hogwarts years. I could tell that Malfoy was smirking, couldn't wait to see me embarrass myself, again.
"Ten points off from Gryffindor. Sorry Ms. Granger, but just now I clearly explained these two items, and clearly, you weren't listening." Professor Pallash frowned. "Ms. Granger, please write a foot-long report on Dogler and Slowc, due tomorrow." And the class ended.
"We can't see THAT everyday." Malfoy swaggered to Hermione, leaving Pansy behind. "A teacher was disappointed at Hermione? That's abnormal~"
Hermione blushed when Malfoy called her "Hermione", and said, without making eye contact with him, "Well, I was just, um, distracted by someth..." Her voice trailed off as she saw Ron storming into the classroom, frowning as he saw Malfoy talking to HIS girlfriend.
"Ahem, sorry to distract you guys, but... um, Hermione, I was going to ask you if you wanna... never mind, you are busy... see you then." Ron walked away without looking back, leaving Hermione and Malfoy standing there awkwardly.
March 24
"Ok, I simply cannot tolerate Malfoy any longer; I need to start focusing on my studies and my relationship with Ron. I have decided to completely ignore him." This is what I was repeating to myself as I entered quiditch class quickly. I suddenly bumped into Malfoy, and our hands touched. My resolve melted away like butter as I felt his soft, warm hand. It barely lasted a second, but my heart rate was already sky rocketing. During our class, I tried my best to keep calm and stay on the broomstick. "Class, I have to go get some polish for my broom. Don't do anything." announced Madam Hooch as she briskly directed herself to her office. As soon as she was out of sight, mad chatter erupted. I noticed that Malfoy was not talking to anyone, and appeared quite sad. He noticed I was gazing, and a smile touched his lips. Of course even in his saddest moments he manages to infuriate me and look gorgeous while doing in at the same time. I gather my courage and approach him, "What's wrong?" I ask. "I don't feel too well," he quickly replied. He saw my petulant expression and sighed. "If you want me to tell you, let's go somewhere." "Where?" I asked, a little too excited. "I'll show you" he smiled as he took my hand.