A/N: I was watching "A Very Potter Musical", and heard "Danger Granger". It inspired this little ficlette.
Title: Hermione's Short Shorts!
Pairings: Various within the Harry Potter world.
Overview: A series of short stories/drabbles in which we watch the world of witches and wizards. Though the main character is Hermione, not all chapters/submissions will be about her.
Disclaimer: None of this is mine.
Why Hermione Granger?
Part One: A Problem With Authority
Pairing: Draco/Hermione
I've never been very good at doing what I'm supposed to. I was supposed to be the best wizard in class. That didn't happen – stupid know-it-all witch got that instead. I was supposed to win the house cup. That almost happened, and then bloody Harry Potter had to go and ruin it. Or was that Longbottom? Whatever. It doesn't matter.
I was supposed to fall in love with Pansy Parkinson. That absolutely didn't happen. It's not that she's bad looking, or smells, or is a bitch – though she can be a royal bitch when she wants to. Don't get me wrong, the rumours are true, we have, and frequently do, share a bed; but having sex with her is just isn't any good. And it's not like you can tell the girl that you can't just lie there and do nothing. Dealing with one of her bitch-fits isn't worth the pain.
It looks like somewhere along the way I seem to have picked up quite the defiance for authority.
That isn't my problem though. No, my problem happens to be a buck-toothed, bushy-haired, know-it-all pain in my ass. A buck-toothed, bushy-haired, know-it-all bookworm who couldn't stay frumpy, and is determined to make my every waking moment frustrating. And some of my non-waking moments too, but that's more than just frustration.
And she doesn't have a clue.
How can she be so oblivious? I'd think it's pretty obvious – her friend Wesley does the same thing; tease her relentlessly, deny her affections… I don't think he's admitted his feelings yet, but it's so obvious. Everyone in Hogwarts knows what's going to happen.
I'd think that girls would know by now that when a boy teases a girl, it means the boy fancies the girl. Only different between Wesley and me is that she doesn't seem to have any feelings for me. I swear I've seen her looking at me… My imagination, I'm sure. No, she has to know by now. She's the brightest witch of her age for Merlin's sake!
Her age. My age. Why does no one notice that I'm right behind her in all our classes? She may be the brightest, but I'm a narrow second! How does she manage it? She's not even from a wizarding family, and yet... That in itself is a problem.
If only she had been pure-blood. Then none of this would be a problem. Merlin, I think father would be willing to accept a half-blood – no, what am I saying? He'd beat me for even thinking that.
Once again, defying authority.
I can't help it though. If she hadn't turned out to clean up so nice – if she hadn't stood up to me over and over again… what is with that girl? Does she not understand that she's supposed to … supposed to bow down to the pure-bloods, and be subservient to men – she's not supposed to oppose me at every turn! She's not supposed to be better than me! I want her! I want her like I've never wanted any woman, and I don't even get it. Why did it have to be her? Why Hermione Granger?
