Warning: I am aware I am human. I tried my best to Draco's adventage. If you personally believe he doesn't act this way, then who cares. I see him in this way, and besides, he was never a "bad" person. I see him as arrogant.

Disclaimer: IDO (I don't own) any of HP characters. In fact, IDO own ANY of the cast of One Tree Hill either (new favorite show I'm obsessing about). Which sucks because I WANT Draco Malfoy and Nathan Scott (sighs).

Title: Destroying Huffier Smith Boy

Taken Place: Draco's POV

Date: G:Fifth year D: Sixth year, February 1997

Book/Chapter: II:11

It has been a week. Our plan of ruining Smith's reputations is starting up, slowly. I was in class, staring at him darkly. He didn't know what was coming nor was he going to be prepared. I was also nervous, maybe a bit over excited. Right at this moment, Daphne, Olivia and Pansy are spreading the rumor about Ginny and Cedric. By the end of third period, the entire school will find out.

Cedric was prepared for the response Smith is going to react and asked Dumbledore if he could move out and move back into the Head Quarters. No questions asked, Dumbledore agreed.

I was disrupted by Blaise. He was nudging me to look at him, but I continued to glare at the enemy of my crush.

"Draco," Blaise whispered.

"What?" I whispered back.

"The more you stare at him with your death eyes, the more suspicious he's going to get." I narrowed my eyes tightly and looked towards his direction. I opened one eye.

"Would it be possible if I kill him right now?" I asked.

"No, not exactly, besides, if you do, then everyone is going to know you have feelings for his ex." He laughed.

"I technically had her first. I chose not to be with her." I said.

"Let's say hypnotically, you did get with her. None of this would have happened. She wouldn't be lying and making Smith jealous, which ties down to him not raping her. You two would have avoided all this."

"You're forgetting one important thing," I told him. "If I chose to go with her, her life and my life would end very quickly. I'm not that much of an ass to do that to someone."

Professor McGonagall's class was over, Blaise and I walked out into the busy hallway. There was already a discussion of Ginny and Cedric becoming a thing. I smirked. Maybe the rumor would last a bit shorter than expected. However, everyone, including me, had to wait until lunch was over to see if the rumor was true. I felt like everyone else; anxious to know how they became. How was this going to tie down? What is my reaction going to be when I see them together?

Olivia sat next to me in the next class. I felt like one of them, waiting for the gossip to begin. "What did you tell them?" I asked.

"That Red and Cedric are a new matchmaker." She giggled. "It's quite exciting seeing everyone's reaction. Watch," She cleared her throat and picked a random girl across from her. "Hey Chelsea," the girl turned around and looked surprised. I couldn't tell if she was surprised because Olivia knew her name or the fact, she was talking directly at her. "Did you hear?"

"Hear what?" She asked nervously.

"That Weasley girl and the Head Boy are dating?" She smiled. The girl named Chelsea dropped her jaw.

"No way!" She exclaimed. "I didn't think it was possible for a fourth year to date a Head Boy, especially, Cedric Diggory." She was full of anger now. I didn't bother correcting the correct year Ginny was in. It wouldn't matter anyways. She did look like a fourth year and not a fifth year.

"Yep, so, tell your little friends about it." Olivia waved her off. The girl took this for consideration and obeyed the Slytherin Princess. I turned to look at her once the girl was in deep conversation with her friends.

"Excellent." I told her. "The more hated fans the more the rumor will be believable." I smirked as she smiled by her success.

"Exactly,"

We saw Granger coming in by herself. Olivia and I watched her sit down. Her eyes were only on her school supplies, very organized. I looked at her disgustedly.

"Granger may look like a rock, but she believes easily."

"Really?" I was shocked. I thought she didn't believe in any type of rumor. She preferred to look things up in a book and believe what it says, then believe in a simple rumor. "But she's so obsessed in researching things." I glared at Olivia.

"If it's about someone she cares about, then yes she will believe it. At first, she'll won't, but the more information you give her, she slips out."

I had the urge to try it myself. Feel the power to loose Granger's mind. I've done it before, but nothing like this. "Can I try it?" I smirked.

"Go for it. I'm sure you won't ruin it. Just remember the same steps I've told that girl and everything will be fine." She lightly patted me on the back and smiled. I glared at her darkly before returning my eyes back on Granger.

"Hey Granger," I said.

"What Malfoy," Her eyes didn't remove from her desk.

"Did you hear about your little friend Weaslette?"

"What about her?" Her eyes remained. I glared at Olivia and she gestured for me to continue. I felt like an idiot, hovering over my desk just to talk to Granger.

"Her and Diggory are a thing," I smirked when she looked up at me.

"What?" She said. It took her a moment to adjust the concept of someone she disliked and actually took it for consideration. Then her eyes narrowed. "Are you lying about this?"

"Why would I lie?" I said. "My friend and I witnessed their love session on our way here." Granger glanced at Olivia and she waved.

"That's impossible though." Granger said.

"Would it be possible if you saw for yourself?" Olivia said. "I know it's a bit of a shocker, but it's true, besides, we never lie." She smirked. Granger sighed.

"Aw it's okay Granger. I know you're frustrated because Weaslette is hotter than you and is able to date someone above her level." She had the hatred glowing eyes.

"That's disturbing, dating your best friend." She shrived.

"If I am correct, but didn't you date your best friend?" Olivia said.

"That's different!" She snapped.

"How?" I asked.

"Because he isn't in seventh year, where as she's in her fifth year," Granger shouted with such range, it was quite scary just by witnessing it.

I ended up being hundred percent right. After third, all the lower classes knew Ginny and Cedric was a thing. Step three was to prove if the rumor was true. I tried acting calm, maybe less anxious, but I couldn't get the idea of seeing them together, even if it was a fake cover up story. However, I had to behave like a good boy and not ruin the plan, as Olivia quoted. I gagged and yet I still obeyed Olivia like a pathetic dog.

Lunch came around and either did Ginny or Cedric were at their table. I also took note Daphne was missing.

"Don't worry too much about it." Olivia said as she observed me looking at the Gryffindor table. "Daphne's preparing their entrance down the hall." I rolled my eyes. Sometimes she goes over broad by her cast victims.

"Ugh, you people are doing too much." Pansy quoted when we entered out the Great Hall. "The more you approach the eye-witnesses the more it will be unbelievable."

"Are you saying this now, because Daphne isn't here?" Blaise asked.

"Yeah, she's always around. I couldn't subject my feelings whenever she's around or she'll cut my head off."

"Well you can say how you feel now. She isn't around." I smirked. Pansy laughed.

"Yeah right, I got gossip girl's best friend here," Her thumb jerked to Olivia. Her response was smiling brightly.

Further down the hallway, I saw my beautiful crush heading towards my direction. They were making their grand entrance, which looked pathetic. It was like one of those movies where a beautiful couple comes through the screen as their hair blows out their perfect faces. It was more disturbing because I ignored their faces and saw their interlaced hands.

I wasn't jealous nor was I disturbed, anymore. I felt as though someone socked me in the ribs and I whimpered for air. I was crushed deeply into million pieces. No matter how much I repeat it was unreal the more I wanted rip the agony my heart was suffering.

I felt such a delicate pathetic loser. My mind was trained to be strong not weak. I was raised to be powerful not powerless, but at this moment, all of the things I suffered, all the struggles I went through with my father didn't exist. I felt flimsy.

I started realizing I wanted her, more than I expected. I started wishing I were in Cedric's place and holding hands with her. I wanted to be the guy everyone was afraid not to mess with my girlfriend. If only I could subsist, that guy and call her my girlfriend.

I heard a low growl behind me. I smiled when Smith looked helpless like me. He watched Ginny and Cedric pass him, still grasping the news. I wanted to laugh, but I was pulled by Olivia, Pansy or Blaise.

Word was going around Cedric and Smith was going to fight. Diggory was a bit worried, if they were caught by one of the professors, they were going to take his Head badge away. I told him not to worry about too much.

"If it does come down to that, then everyone is going to be on your side." I exclaimed fully. He relaxed awhile after. I didn't tell him who was going to be on his side, but he got the hint by not asking.

My doubts on him grew less and less welcoming, more likely as a friend at need. I guess it wouldn't be very bad of being friends with a Hufflepuff. As I said before, I don't normally have a problem with them.

It came down to this, Cedric staring at Smith as he talked amongst his peers before the fight. I'm sure half the school behind me was growing impatient. I was too. If the stupid prat wouldn't hesitate before the fight, then Ginny wouldn't be so bouncy next to me. I couldn't exactly tell her to relax because eye-witnesses were close by. So, I glared at her and she caught my calm warning eyes to stop her bouncing. She calmed instantly. I smirked and she rolled her eyes.

Moments later, Smith approached to Cedric, just inches from each other. "What ever happened to respecting your peers, Cedric? Got bored of your nice attempts of saving the world?" He wasn't very good at calling him out. Cedric knew this as well and smiled.

"I do have respect. Ginny needed someone. She needed saving, so I took her in as a best friend should. The next thing I knew we started liking each other." Smith was disgusted.

"Whatever! You took her away from me!" He cried out, desperate to make himself the good guy. I wanted to laugh and not in a humorous type.

"I did not!" Cedric shouted. "If I must remind you what happened a month ago?" He raised his eyebrow, making Smith looking uncomfortable.

"Don't start that. She deserved what she wanted." He explained. Ginny gasped.

"No she didn't. You raped her, dim-wit!" The instant Cedric screamed those words out, everyone gasped and within that millisecond, the crowd turned against Smith.

Smith was also in shock. His eyes widened, mouth quivering; finding the correct words to say. He was growing more and more nervous as he watched the crowd, glaring at him. He made the stupid original move and punched Cedric in the jaw. Cedric took an inch back from the force of Smith's punch. Everyone broke into laughter. Cedric didn't hesitate He punched him square in his jaw. The crowd "awed" by the force their Head boy had.

All the hits were made on Smith, and only a few hits or throws were aimed at Cedric. It was obvious who the better man in the fight was. Smith slammed his head against the stone wall. It looked like it hurt, but Cedric didn't flinch and I'm sure it didn't hurt because Smith wasn't strong enough to put force in his punches or throws. That's why he was a Chaser and not a Beater.

He was about to kick him in the ribs when I noticed a petite girl walking towards the guy's fight. I turned to look if I was mistaken by another girl that was short with red hair, but as it turned out, I happened to be by Pansy. I groaned. I feared to look back, but had too. This crazy girl is a handful.

Ginny started shouting at Smith. Smith was surprised. Cedric and I exchanged looks, and we both understood. I had to stop myself from grabbing her when she punched Smith right in the nose.

"Ginny, are you crazy?" Justin Finch-Fletchley looked at her in shock.

"What the bloody hell was that for?" Smith shouted. He was holding on to his already broken nose.

"That's what you deserve you frigging liar!" She screamed loudly.

"Ginny!" Her brother stepped in. "What is with you, are you crazy?"

"Shut up, Ron!" She snapped at him.

"What are you talking about?" Her brother looked confused. Ginny sighed heavily. It was obvious why Weasley was confused and shocked all the same by his sister's actions. He obviously didn't know what happened—the real reason.

"Zacharias raped me!" She bellowed out. Her brother turned to face Smith in the attempt to murder him.

"Zacharias!" Weasley shouted. Potter and Granger struggled to keep Weasley settled by restraining him back.

"Ginny!" Smith was surprised again.

"How could you do this to me?" She continued to scream. She punched him again. It was quite appealing thing to watch. She may be hard to handle, but least she knows where she stands.

Smith was more shocked then before. He didn't expect it to happen. "Ginny, why are you telling people," He paused and whispered rape. I'm sure it was because he knew the crowd was against him and didn't want anyone else punching him.

"Because it's true," She snapped. "You deserve everything that's coming your way and don't expect everyone is on your side. You should know by the looks of the crowd, you don't have anyone." She punched him again. He screamed once again.

"Stop punching me," He tried saying. His nose was swollen and dark reddish purplish. It was disgusting to look at.

"No!" Ginny punched him again.

"Ginny, maybe I should step in." Finch-Fletchley lightly put her by Cedric's side. He also punched his friend. Everyone laughed again.

"What was that about?" Smith shouted.

"That was for hurting Ginny!" He punched him in the ribs.

"What is going on here?" Professor McGonagall came in a bit too late, but least she came. She looked from the Head Boy, Justin Finch-Fletchley, then to Smith. I caught Cedric's glare. He eyed me to take Ginny with me. So I grabbed her before McGonagall had the chance to see the furious Ginny. However, someone else saw—Smith. He wasn't supposed to see me take her hand and bring her close to me. Ginny wasn't supposed to step in and take revenge on Smith. If none of that happened, then I wouldn't be next on his horrible fighting list.

"Who started it?" Professor McGonagall was furious when no one answered her first question. Instead, of answering verbally, everyone pointed to Smith. He looked alarmed by this. The professor's eyes glared at Smith with an explanation. He stood there uncomfortably and laughed quietly.

I knew his temptation of fighting his best friend was over. And our work here is done.

The next Quidditch match was in the next few weeks, Slytherin against Ravenclaw. I slacked off for the team and that wasn't a great response, since I was captain. I had my teammates do a few warm-ups before the practice really began.

One of the Beaters approached to me. He was about my size and had brown hair. He was quite annoying at times. His name is Jared.

"Hey Draco, I had a suggestion." He paused quickly that I didn't have time to open my mouth and say no. "Instead of hitting the Quaffle at the back of my broom, can I do a flip in the air and kick the Quaffle in the goal post?" His blue eyes glistened excitedly. I had a blank expression. That was a clever idea, but also kind of stupid.

"This isn't American soccer, Madison. Go practice your shots; you've been slacking off lately." I snapped.

"But I've been practicing kicking it the air all summer." His overjoyed voice lowered when I failed to grant his suggestion.

"Well then that was a mistake you've made. You should have been improving your shots, shouldn't you?" I questioned him. He nodded. "Then practice on them or you won't be able to play against Ravenclaw." Sometimes I wished I chosen intelligent players and not the dim-wits on my team.

I climbed on my broom and kicked the ground for takeoff. However, I was about ten inches from the ground when someone behind me yanked on the bushy wooden sticks on the back of my broom. I flew off and landed on the ground on my back. I coughed of the lack of oxygen I was supposed to contain.

Smith leaned over me, smiling by the fact he put me on the ground. "What the bloody hell is your problem?" I squeaked out. He continued to smile, disturbed immorality smile.

"You are the problem Malfoy." He exclaimed. I got up and looked at my audience. My Quidditch teammates were my only audience, and that was okay. I got Blaise on my official side. I turned away from them and saw just in time Smith swinging his arm towards my head. I managed to pick up my broom off the ground. I pulled a baseball move. My broom was the bat and his swinging arm as the ball. He screamed in agony. I didn't hesitate as he does. I started beating the crap out of him.

He made some hits, but my hits were more effective. I knocked him down against the trunk full of Quidditch supplies. It exploded into a massive mess. I heard my teammates chanting my name.

I won the fight when I knocked him down by my fist. "Don't even think you are better than me you stupid prude." He remained on the ground as I shouted to my teammates practice was over. I was inches away from him when he said something I didn't expect from him.

"It's a cover up. It has to be." He said.

"What's the cover up?" I said disgustedly.

"Ginny and Cedric. I saw before McGonagall busted me out. You grabbed her hand to pull her away from me, as if I was the monster. I saw it." I laughed. I laughed so hard that my ribs started aching.

"In your oversized, obsessive me you have created dreams. I laughed a bit more. "Apparently you don't know me at all. I despite red heads; they're too annoying that I can't be in the same room they are. However, I can give you props for scoring with Weasley's little sister." I was disgusted by the words for various reasons.

Blaise and Theodore Nott followed after me. "Well that wasn't supposed to happen."

"He had it coming." I looked at Blaise; he seemed to be suddenly distracted. I then looked at Theodore. He looked somewhat relieved it wasn't him I beat the crap of instead of Smith.