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September 19, last one I swear!

7:42 pm

Back in my room

That didn't end well. What did I tell you? "This won't end well, mark my words" is what I said, did you mark my words? Huh? Did you? Because you should've I was totally right, maybe I'm alright at divination after all. Not!

"Uhm…Malfoy?" I began timidly, doing my best to stay on neutral ground.

"What?" he snapped, so much for neutral ground.

"Nothing, geesh, just bored but I wouldn't have said anything if I knew you were gonna have a cow about it!"

"'Have a cow?' What's that mean? It's some ridiculous muggle saying no doubt," There's that bored drawl, but really if you read between the lines it seemed like he was just curious.

I pretended he'd inquired with polite curiosity, "Yes I suppose it is a "muggle saying". I never really thought of it that way. It means to get irritated and snappish, just generally freak out and get annoyed."

"I don't see what cows have to do with it," he stated matter-of-factly.

"I don't know either," I must have sounded faintly amused or looked like I was enjoying myself a little too much because Malfoy seemed to realize we were getting sort of friendly (ish).

"Yes, well, Mudbloods rarely know anything, do they?" Oh yes, no more light hearted bantering or Q-and-A about muggles for us, he was back in full form. Arrogant, butt-munching, pureblood tyrant Draco Malfoy was most definitely present.

"Mudbloods know more than Ferrets," okay not so subtle but enough to raise Malfoy's ire.

"Ferrets more than Beavers," and so it began.

"Bookworms more than Party boys."

"Slytherins more than Gryffindors."

"Brunettes more than Blondes."

"Snakes more than Lions"

"Girls more than Boys."

"Very mature, turn this into a battle of the sexes."

"Better a "battle of the sexes" than a pathetic house rivalry."

Being called pathetic shut him up (for a minute), I smirked and he scowled.

Then he smirked, the slow leer-y kind where he looks like he just figured out he had one up on me all along (which he did), "Smirking, Granger, is something you should leave to the Slytherins. Though maybe not, I've been wrong about Gryffindor/Slytherin boundaries before, you did look simply smashing in that lovely tee shirt," it was my turn to scowl.

"Not half as smashing as you in those Gryffindor-themed strips," ah ha, now that was a good come back (or so I thought).

"That's true, but you never look half as good as me. No matter how hard you try. Though those fabulous green and silver spots were quite an improvement," he is so full of himself, it's sickening really.

"Hmm, if you liked them so much why didn't you make them last any longer than they did? They did come off appallingly quick, or perhaps you simply are too weak to maintain even simple spells? It only took a single spell and they were gone," low blow (and a lie) but he deserved it!

"You had to use a spell? Wow, the stripes just wore off, in a matter of minutes no less and they say you're clever. Guess it is true then, what they say. Blood really does affect your magic," smug, smirking, sycophant.

"More blood jokes? That's all you've had since second year, what's wrong? Are your just boring and unoriginal or you honestly think I'm so perfect my only defect, for want of a better word, is my blood line?!"

"Oh yes Granger, you're perfect. Except your looks, personality and the fact that you're a goody-to-shoes little Gryffindor, you're abso-bloody-lutely perfect!"

"I'm glad you think so, I'm also glad to find out you'll be supporting Gryffindor during the game against Hufflepuff on Saturday. Cheveuxrouges d'orpuissants," ha ha ha Malfoy! Eat that!

"Granger! Granger, what the bloody hell did you do?!" he was scrambling around trying to figure out what my spell did, but that spell is a wonderful time release spell and won't start until tomorrow morning by which time I will be far away from him!

"Calm down Malfoy, do see any damage to your person?" I was calm cool and collected.

"No but that doesn't mean there isn't any! What did you do?!" he was doing that I'm-so-mad-I'm-kind-of-growling thing and he was stand near me, again, only this time he had a firm grip on my shoulders was shaking me a little for emphasis.

I hate when people I don't particularly like touch me, "Let go of me you prat," I stood up shaking his hands off my shoulders, but he was standing right next to my chair so all that did was make us closer (dumb dumb dumb me!). I couldn't let him know how it was freaking me out to be this close to him. Let him know how many mixed signals my brain was getting, dumb things like Gee he smells good (which he did, sort like muggle tag but not so much it was like he took a bath in it just enough you could tell it was there) and sane things like Holy oh my gosh when did he get so close?! Give him a shove or something, anything, just get the ferret away!

"Me?" he sounded incredulous, "I'm the prat? You're the one who's just hexed or jinxed or cursed me but you're right of course I'm clearly the prat here," there's that oddly palpable sarcasm again.

"Oh, geez, Malfoy it's nothing too detrimental, just a little harmless joke. Honestly, you're over reacting," If I could've calmed him down then tomorrow would've been a breeze.

"ButoxdetatoodeSlytherinprovisoire, you're right Granger a jokes just small and insignificant. I hope you're not going to over react now, I mean after all it's nothing to detrimental." he was totally mocking me! The git had the gall to mock me after he placed an unknown time release (because there haven't been any symptoms yet) jinx on me and I'm not supposed to over react. Fine then I decided to save all reaction (over or other wise) until tomorrow. But I'm still worried.

We sat they rest of our detention glaring at each other. McGonagall dismissed us like half an hour ago, so we only spent like twenty minutes in silent hatred but still what a waste of time! I have so much studying to do tonight. Stupid Malfoy, stupid hex, stupid me if only I hadn't jinxed him first. I guess this one is sort of my fault.

A/n: Hermione's spell meant… you'll just have to find out with our dear Draco

Draco's spell meant…. Ha like I'd tell you this one but not the other one? As if! But I'll give you a hint; Draco's has the word butt in it.

Please all of you wonderful, nice people review more, I only got ONE last chapter (thanks WinnieThaPoo92, you're totally awesome!!). I like reviews even if it's just "good job" I'd gladly take it over this near silence! Love to All Future Reviewers – Quik