"Please, Mione?" Ron begged her as she finished working on her Transfiguration essay. Harry also was looking at her with pleading eyes. "Come on! you know how hard it is to fit in schoolwork with all of the Quidditch practice Wood is forcing on us!" he grumped. Rolling her eyes she laughed out, "then maybe you should drop quidditch?"
Ron and Harry looked aghast. "Yhea maybe you should," came a slow drawl, "then your team might have a chance." All three of them turned to glare at Draco. "No one asked you Malfoy!" Hermione spat out her voice full of contempt. Sneering he simply said, "the headmaster wanted to see you Potty." As Harry left throwing a suspicious glance at Malfoy, Ron continued to beg Hermione to let him copy her work. "Now really Weaselbe, shouldn't you do your own work and let the little lady be?" Draco sneered at Ron. "Shut it you prat! and since when do you call Hermione-" he couldn't finish his sentence as Malfoy cut him off. "Since she is being bothered by redheaded twats!" he growled. Ron seemed to shrink back from him a bit. "Oh, you both are so childish!" she yelled earning her a glare from Madam Pince, "I've had enough of it!" she stormed out of the room and Ron quickly followed her.
At dinner, Hermione finds that Draco has stopped staring at her and she is at first confused then, to her surprise, a little sad. She wonders why and decides that it's just because she's used to it and that's all. "Uhg Ron that's vile!" she hears Ginny say. Ron laughs at her and says, "Well we have Quidditch practice after, so we have to eat fast!" Ginny still looking a little grossed out replies, "Well Harry is managing to do so without looking like a total pig!" Sighing, I get up to leave knowing that those two could argue for hours.
Later that night Hermione decides to go back to the library to finish her work. coming into the library, she sees Draco and quickly turns to leave. "Not so fast Granger!" he jumps up and catches her wrist to hold her back. "Uhg! Malfoy let go of my wrist!" she snaps at him. "Sure, I'd be glad to," he smirks and as he lets go of her wrist he grabs her waist with both hands. To shocked even to move, for a moment Hermione just stands there. Then suddenly as if just noticing him for the first time, she slaps him hard in the face. "you- y- you- jerk!" she screams at him. Turning on her heel she runs quickly out of the room a low blush creeping up her face. "She still can slap pretty hard," Draco muses to himself with a small smirk.
