The rest of Hermione's day was almost uneventful. But there was of course sitting down at dinner and having to listen to Harry and Ron complain about having to work with Millicent and Pansy in Potions. "You know I not only have to live with Malfoy but I have to work with him too, and I'm not complaining am I." Hermione nearly screamed at them, but hadn't wanted to bee too loud.
She stormed out of the Great Hall and ran up to her room, extremely frustrated. She ran up the stairs to her room not even noticing the couple on the couch.
~*~
The next morning she made sure to get up early to get the shower before Draco. But again she was too late, he at least locked the door though.
Finally he came out and she went in and quickly got her shower, straightening her hair afterward. She had found a spell to do that in her 5th year. Then she went back to her room cursing at Draco under her breath, he had used all of the hot water. Putting some make up on she got dressed and walked downstairs only to find Draco on the couch with one of the 5th year prefects. They took no notice of her.
"Well, if you wish to remain a prefect, miss, I'm sorry I didn't get your name." "Josie, Josie Morgan" the girl squeaked as she got up and ran out the door.
"Hermione do you always have to ruin my fun. I mean unless you're going to take her place next time please don't interrupt." the words poured from his mouth like poison. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her close to him. Swinging her free arm Hermione hit Draco across the face and left him standing dazed.
~*~
Two months later the morning routine was pretty much the same. Hermione had stopped getting up early because Draco was always up before her.
Now it was Saturday, and the start of the Quidditch season. Hermione was getting dressed when Draco barged into her room. "What are you doing?" he questioned her. "It's a Saturday and you're up early." "In case you didn't realize, and you obviously didn't, it's the start of the Quidditch season. Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff. An easy win but I'm going to watch the game. Now excuse me" she replied with hate and anger in her voice. She pushed him out of her room and went down to breakfast.
~*~
Gryffindor had won early in the game, the score had been 190 to 10. All of the Gryffindors were in the common room celebrating, all but Hermione who was up in her room studying the uses of dragon blood.
"Hermione, the lovely Hermione, why are you not down in your old common room celebrating, Potter and the Weasley King have been up here looking for you so many times. Why disappoint them. Your books will be here when you get back. Go on have fun." Malfoy sneered. Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she replied. "Why Malfoy, I didn't know you cared about my social life. But for your knowledge I have no desire to be there, and I do wish to finish this book by tomorrow."
She stormed out of the Great Hall and ran up to her room, extremely frustrated. She ran up the stairs to her room not even noticing the couple on the couch.
~*~
The next morning she made sure to get up early to get the shower before Draco. But again she was too late, he at least locked the door though.
Finally he came out and she went in and quickly got her shower, straightening her hair afterward. She had found a spell to do that in her 5th year. Then she went back to her room cursing at Draco under her breath, he had used all of the hot water. Putting some make up on she got dressed and walked downstairs only to find Draco on the couch with one of the 5th year prefects. They took no notice of her.
"Well, if you wish to remain a prefect, miss, I'm sorry I didn't get your name." "Josie, Josie Morgan" the girl squeaked as she got up and ran out the door.
"Hermione do you always have to ruin my fun. I mean unless you're going to take her place next time please don't interrupt." the words poured from his mouth like poison. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her close to him. Swinging her free arm Hermione hit Draco across the face and left him standing dazed.
~*~
Two months later the morning routine was pretty much the same. Hermione had stopped getting up early because Draco was always up before her.
Now it was Saturday, and the start of the Quidditch season. Hermione was getting dressed when Draco barged into her room. "What are you doing?" he questioned her. "It's a Saturday and you're up early." "In case you didn't realize, and you obviously didn't, it's the start of the Quidditch season. Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff. An easy win but I'm going to watch the game. Now excuse me" she replied with hate and anger in her voice. She pushed him out of her room and went down to breakfast.
~*~
Gryffindor had won early in the game, the score had been 190 to 10. All of the Gryffindors were in the common room celebrating, all but Hermione who was up in her room studying the uses of dragon blood.
"Hermione, the lovely Hermione, why are you not down in your old common room celebrating, Potter and the Weasley King have been up here looking for you so many times. Why disappoint them. Your books will be here when you get back. Go on have fun." Malfoy sneered. Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she replied. "Why Malfoy, I didn't know you cared about my social life. But for your knowledge I have no desire to be there, and I do wish to finish this book by tomorrow."