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Damn, damn, damn, DAMN! She had detention for every night the rest of the week. And Filch-Filch had seen her like that with Nott! Oh gods…. She had done that with Nott! The irony was astounding. The day Harry and Ron accuse her of a supposed relationship with Nott happens to be the day she starts whatever that was with Nott. Oh, if Harry and Ron ever knew they'd be furious. Of course it was really none of their business.
Ron had given up his privilege of being jealous when they had broken up. And Harry had never listened to her advice when it came to dating, so why should she listen to his? It wasn't like Nott was a Deatheater. He shouldn't be judged for his father's wrong doing, and judging him for that would be acting just like the fanatic purebloods they had fought against.
Still she had no intention of getting involved with Nott. Sure, he was handsome in a dark and broody sort of way, his edgy brown hair often covering his eyes, and his high cheekbones highlighted his aristocratic heritage without being pointy like Malfoy, but still he seemed like a stubborn arsehole.
If he hadn't been so stubborn, they wouldn't have detention. All he had to do was let her put the book in the proper category. Accept he was convinced that it was a dark text of some sort and that it was dangerous. She had even performed a couple of wandless revealing charms on the book, but Nott was convinced that either the charms were too weak, or that she'd have to use dark magic in order to reveal the books nature.
It really was an insult to her intelligence. And then when she was going to ignore him and pick the book up to prove she was right, he tackled her! Like some barbarian.
What was with men and flaunting their physical strength? Not only did he refuse to get off of her when she told him to, he had then taken advantage of the situation and snogged her. Never mind it was a damn good snog, he had no right!
The worst part was after Filch had caught them and doled out more detentions, which Hermione was sure turned him on; Nott walked away without a single glance back. You do not snog someone who for all intents and purposes you don't like, and then just walk away. It was rude.
She didn't know exactly what he was supposed to do… apologize for getting her more detentions or something of the sort, but most definitely not walk away. She opened the portrait door to her dorm room and nodded respectfully at Terry Boot who was Head Boy before heading up to her room.
Heading down to the Great Hall the next morning, Hermione squared her shoulders and strolled in, passing by her usually seat in between Harry and Ron to sit next to Dean without a glance. She smiled and began talking to him and Seamus about charms. When breakfast was almost over she chanced a glance at Harry and Ron, and saw Harry looking at her apologetically, while Ron looked rather happily attached to Lavender by the lips. The insensitive prat.
Hermione nodded in acceptance of Harry's apology, she knew Ron had been the spearhead of their actions. He nodded back to her looking relieved, before turning to Ginny and talking to her. Hermione bid Dean and Seamus goodbye before leaving the Great Hall and heading to potions.
Hermione had paired off with Harry during potions while Ron glared at them, paired with Lavender and obviously unhappy with it. Though Lavender was no Neville in potions, she wasn't particularly good at the subject either. Hermione and Harry finished their potion early, and of course Hermione had ensured that it was brewed to perfection. She looked around the room. There were to Slytherins who were finished. The blonde Daphne Greengrass, and Nott.
Nott caught her looking at him and raised an eyebrow at her. Was that something all Slytherins could do or what? She couldn't get one of her eyebrows to move without the other for the life of her. She turned away from Nott and pulled out Finkleton's Fixes for Festering Wounds out for a bit of light reading.
Hermione felt bad for putting Harry in the middle of her argument with Ron and told Harry that she wouldn't mind if he hung out with Ron rather than her. However, that left a bit alone. Sure she was friends with the other Gryffindors, but she wasn't really close to any of them. It was always her, Harry, and Ron, and that left her somewhat put out whenever they had arguments, so Hermione was relieved when Arithmacy came around and she had an excuse for not being around her usual crowd of friends.
She sat at an empty desk and took out her book again. Professor Vector entered the classroom.
"Today you are getting a partner project, so pair up." Some books hit the table next to her hand, and Hermione looked up to see Nott sitting next to her. Her confusion must have been written on her face. He raised an eyebrow at her. Oh that was annoying.
Professor Vector placed a bunch of papers on her desk, and Nott snatched them up flipping through them.
"Why are you here Nott?" He pushed his hair out of his face and smirked.
"I thought I had made that clear partner." Hermione blushed. Was he referring to the night before? Nott's face then changed to shock.
"I didn't mean that Granger. I meant that you have a modicum of intelligence and that I decided I'd rather be paired with you than some imbecile." Hermione's face turned even redder.
"I wasn't under the impression that we were friendly with each other Nott." That ever so annoying eyebrow arched even higher as his smirk took on a different tone.
"I believe we've been quite friendly with each other Granger, though I assure I have no intention of having that friendliness repeated. You do your half of the work, and I'll do mine. Our past relations will stay where they are; in the past." Hermione snorted.
"You say past like it was forever ago. Nott, you do realize we snogged each other last night, right?" She whispered furiously. Nott tilted his head causing his hair to fall out of his dark blue eyes that were absolutely gorgeous. Hermione caught herself staring, and blushed. And Nott's smirk widened.
"What Granger, you want to snog again? I'm not that adverse to the idea, it was a damn good snog." Hermione blushed furiously again and kicked the arrogant Slytherin under the table.
"In your dreams Nott." That eyebrow rose again. She wanted to slap that expression off his egotistical face. All Slytherins were arrogant prats. And Nott was no exception.
"Sorry Granger, but I have more pleasant things to dream about. The snog wasn't that good. Now, start working on this equation." He ordered handing her a paper. She huffed and took it, working on the equation. Nott was a right bastard.
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