Disclaimer: Not my characters!!!
A/N: The Gryffindor and Slytherin students find out who their partners are!!! I know that this chapter will be predictable, even from this one line summary but it is needed to show how they came to be together.
And the chapters will become longer very soon, I hope! I don't have a lot of time to write at the moment so once I have more time they will be longer…promise.
"OH HELL NO!" Hermione shouted as she looked up at the notice board.
"Is there a problem Miss Granger?" McGonagall asked from behind Hermione.
"Malfoy? You paired me off with Malfoy." Shock and disbelief filled her words as she almost shouted at her professor.
"It was done in a most diplomatic way Miss Granger."
"How? By picking names out of a hat?" Her voice was rising again.
"Yes as a matter of fact. But how it was done is not a matter of your concern. All you should worry about is scheduling a timetable with Mr Malfoy. That way you will not interrupt each other at most inconvenient times."
Professor McGonagall walked away with an air of disgust. It was her belief that Hermione had been out of line, but she did not agree with the spell being used on her students so she was able to place the behaviour of Miss Granger in the deepest recesses of her mind.
Hermione moved from the notice board, heading toward the Gryffindor table, then thought better of it, she was no longer hungry. The news of being paired off with that piece of Slytherin scum had turned her stomach. As she headed passed the table she heard Ron and Harry complaining about their Slytherin partners. But it was Malfoy who she heard above all the other complaints.
"Can you believe it? This is ridiculous…wait until my parents find out! They wont like this is the slightest. Me, paired off with that…that…"
"That what, Malfoy?" Hermione interjected before Malfoy could finish his sentence.
"YOU! You did this didn't you?" Malfoy accused.
"Yes, so I did!" Hermione said in her most sarcastic manner. "I went out of my way to be paired off with you because you are just such a stud muffin you are.
Considering that there is nothing of you except skin, bone and bad body odour."
Hermione stormed from the hall, an eruption of cheers from the Gryffindor table following her, a sound that had been following her more and more often when she left the hall. A sound that usually followed her when she had shot Malfoy down in some low form of sarcasm or wit that was too advanced for him to comprehend.