Disclaimer: JK Rowling, the genius that she is, owns HP and all the characters (besides Ms. Ludney) places, etc.

Journal Notes:

Note #1: I hate Granger

Note#2: I hate Future Living

Note#3: I hate Ludney

Note#4: I hate Muggles

(This has been a look into the charming life of Draco Malfoy, Muggle-hater)

Don't worry, journal. There is actually a point to this seemingly-useless entry: I hate Granger. We're in Future Living together, and I was selected to be her "husband" for a cruel and unusual class project known as the Egg Assignment. I am a Malfoy, a Muggle-hater, and here I am stuck with Granger shudder for a partner! A SPOUSE! This is an injustice!

"Mr. Malfoy, you are five minutes late. Explain yourself." Professor McGonagall glared at Draco with her cold and calculating eyes.

"Terribly sorry, Professor." Draco drawled as he sauntered in. "I was… busy." He sat down next to Crabbe and Goyle and smirked.

"Five points from Slytherin, then. I won't have tardiness in my class!"

"Now that everyone's here," Ms. Ludney began, "We will be handing out the eggs. But first I'd like to introduce a new seating plan." She tapped the blackboard with her wand and a map of the classroom appeared, with names at each desk. "You will be sitting next to your partners from now on, just to make things that much easier." She beamed at the class. "Ok everyone. Please find your correct seat!"

Malfoy turned to Hermione and gave her a cruel stare. "Great." He said to Crabbe and Goyle. "Now the fun's really beginning – I get to sit next to the Mudblood and have to tolerate her jumping up and down every two seconds to answer a question!"

"But… Malfoy," Crabbe begun confusedly. "You just said… fun… I thought you didn't like…"

"You THOUGHT?" Draco's eyes opened wide in mock astonishment. "You, Vincent Crabbe, actually had a thought? My, my! Isn't that something? Of course I don't like her you butthead I was being sarcastic!"

"Come on, hurry up!" McGonagall called. "This shouldn't take all class!"

"I wish it would!" Hermione mumbled as Draco came to sit beside her.

"What's that, Mudblood?" Draco sneered at her. "Was that a snide remark? How dare you even talk to me!"

Hermione fixed her eyes on Ms. Ludney in reply. She stood at the head of the class with an enormous basket of eggs in her hands.

"All right everyone! This is the moment I know you've all been waiting for! Now you are all going to receive your first child! I know this is a very exciting moment for you all, but please handle your new children with care. They are easily breakable."

"Duh!" Draco muttered under his breath. "Just get on with it, woman!"

"Now, I want you all to see these not as eggs, but as your children. Can you all do that?"

"Yes, teacher." Malfoy said in a pre-school voice.

"Malfoy, stop making rude comments! You're distracting me. I want to know what they're saying, so we can at least get a passing grade."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss Know-it-all." Draco shook his head. "Honestly, how can a Mudblood be so stuck-up?"

"You want a stuck-up? Try looking in the mirror!" Hermione said, eyes narrowed. "And don't call me Miss Know-it-all!"

"Ooh, I'm sooo scared!" Draco fluttered his eyelashes in a very good imitation of Ms. Ludney. "Just go up and get the stupid egg!"

The other groups were already going up to get their "children", so Hermione followed suit. As she made her way back to the front, Draco was already thinking of all the fun things he could do with their "child". It was a breakable egg, after all…

"You know, maybe having a kid won't be so bad after all." He mused.

"That's the spirit, Mr. Malfoy!" Ms. Ludney was roaming around the classroom, checking up on each of the pairs.

Draco rolled his eyes and drummed his fingers on his desk. His eyes wandered around the classroom, looking at other pairs. There was Potter and Chang, working with their heads close together. As Draco watched, Cho laughed at something Harry said. They looked genuinely happy to be together. He wondered if his parents had been happy around each other. They certainly weren't now…

"Draco…" Hermione sat back down. "I got our… What are you staring at?"

"Hmm?" Draco snapped out of his reverie. "Nothing. What took you so long anyways?"

"Hey, I didn't see you getting off your…" Hermione broke off and looked away.

"Aww, is the Mudblood too goody-two-shoes to insult the evil Slytherin boy?" Draco mocked her.

"Malfoy! Granger! Get back to your project. You need a name for your egg by next class, and two lengths of parchment on how you met your spouse." McGonagall wrote the homework down on the blackboard.

"Thanks a lot, Granger. As if I don't have enough homework as it is!" Draco glared at her.

"Well, if you would actually concentrate on our project and our baby…" She sighed, frustrated at his lack of concentration.

"All right, Mudblood. Let's think of a name for our little 'bundle of joy'." He snorted. "What do you think of 'Salazar'? Or perhaps 'Lucius'? After my dad?"

"Not on your life!" Hermione exclaimed. "We are NOT going to name our baby anything cruel or unusual. Before we decide a name, maybe we should choose if it's a boy or a girl."

"Boy." Said Draco simply.

"Girl." Hermione countered. "I'll rock-paper-scissors you."

"You'll WHAT?" Draco looked horrified. "What's that? Some Muggle form of torture??"

"Oh, never mind." Hermione sighed. "Let's flip a Galleon then."

Draco took out a coin and flipped it. "Goblin or Fudge?"

"Mmm… goblin." chose Hermione. "That it's a girl."

"Haha!" Draco gave a shout of laughter. "It's Fudge! It's a boy, I win!"

"Big deal." snorted Hermione. "Let's decide on a name."

A/N: What do you think the name should be? Review and tell me! (Remember it's a boy.) I like this chappie, some nice catfights (ya sometimes Draco can act like a girl):D Ya hopefully tonite I can get this story on the internet, mine's down right now :(