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'Stupid Granger! What has she done to me?! How embarrasing to be knocked down by a mudblood!' Draco thought to himslef as he made his way down the corridor to Transfiguration. As he opened the heavy oak doors, at least thirty eyes stared beadily at him as he walked down to find a seat which was shamefully beside Hermione who glared at him with such force it shocked him. But he wouldnt let that show. He sat down confidently and turned to the page in his text book that Professor McGonagal was gesturing at.
"...Now, to transfigure your cushions you will need to..."
"Why did you bother coming to class Malfoy, you could have faked sickness or injury!"
"Dont flatter yourself mudblood, now its your fault we're stuck with loads of magic clouding our brains!"
"If you hadnt been so rude I wouldnt have - "
"Miss Granger, Mr Malfoy, would you kindly like to share whatever it is you are barking at each other with the rest of the class? No? Well leave the romance until after class please."
The students giggled as the two flushed scarlet. The rest of the lesson continued without further interuption.
Later on that day, students were returning to their dorms for a well earned rest and to complete as much homework as they could before dinner time came.
Hermione was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, telling Ron and Harry how she had knocked out Malfoy, even if she had been hit herself, it was still worth it to get Malfoy.
Draco was in the Slytherin dormitory lying on his bed, lamenting Granger for what she had done to him. He was just thinking about what he would do to her when Crabbe and Goyle rushed into the room. They ran over to Malfoy and Goyle said -
"Madame Pmfrey and Dumbledore want you to come to the infirmiry now caz Hermione just fainted and they need to monitor your brain activity in case it happens to you."
"Damn Granger! Alright alright I'm going!"
Draco walked casually down to the infirmiry, and just as he got to the door he felt a wave of dizziness hit him and he almost collapsed before he reached the closest bed and grasoed tightly on the metal handrails. He looked behind him, on the bed next to him Hermione lay, her eyes closed, with a small smile on her face.
'Probably dreaming about Weasley or Potter.' he mused as he climbed up onto the bed he was still holding on to.
Just as he was lying down Madame Pomfrey bustled in and as she saw Malfoy, rushed over to him, grabbign all sorts of objects as she passed them.
"What's the matter Mr Malfoy?"
"Um..dizzy and a bit queasy thats all!"
"Thats what Mr Potter said Hermione felt before she collapsed, I think your about to-"
"Can you please stop talking I can't follow a word you're saying. I am just going to close my eyes and sleep for a second."
Then, to Draco, the whole world plunged into darkness.
'Stupid Granger! What has she done to me?! How embarrasing to be knocked down by a mudblood!' Draco thought to himslef as he made his way down the corridor to Transfiguration. As he opened the heavy oak doors, at least thirty eyes stared beadily at him as he walked down to find a seat which was shamefully beside Hermione who glared at him with such force it shocked him. But he wouldnt let that show. He sat down confidently and turned to the page in his text book that Professor McGonagal was gesturing at.
"...Now, to transfigure your cushions you will need to..."
"Why did you bother coming to class Malfoy, you could have faked sickness or injury!"
"Dont flatter yourself mudblood, now its your fault we're stuck with loads of magic clouding our brains!"
"If you hadnt been so rude I wouldnt have - "
"Miss Granger, Mr Malfoy, would you kindly like to share whatever it is you are barking at each other with the rest of the class? No? Well leave the romance until after class please."
The students giggled as the two flushed scarlet. The rest of the lesson continued without further interuption.
Later on that day, students were returning to their dorms for a well earned rest and to complete as much homework as they could before dinner time came.
Hermione was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, telling Ron and Harry how she had knocked out Malfoy, even if she had been hit herself, it was still worth it to get Malfoy.
Draco was in the Slytherin dormitory lying on his bed, lamenting Granger for what she had done to him. He was just thinking about what he would do to her when Crabbe and Goyle rushed into the room. They ran over to Malfoy and Goyle said -
"Madame Pmfrey and Dumbledore want you to come to the infirmiry now caz Hermione just fainted and they need to monitor your brain activity in case it happens to you."
"Damn Granger! Alright alright I'm going!"
Draco walked casually down to the infirmiry, and just as he got to the door he felt a wave of dizziness hit him and he almost collapsed before he reached the closest bed and grasoed tightly on the metal handrails. He looked behind him, on the bed next to him Hermione lay, her eyes closed, with a small smile on her face.
'Probably dreaming about Weasley or Potter.' he mused as he climbed up onto the bed he was still holding on to.
Just as he was lying down Madame Pomfrey bustled in and as she saw Malfoy, rushed over to him, grabbign all sorts of objects as she passed them.
"What's the matter Mr Malfoy?"
"Um..dizzy and a bit queasy thats all!"
"Thats what Mr Potter said Hermione felt before she collapsed, I think your about to-"
"Can you please stop talking I can't follow a word you're saying. I am just going to close my eyes and sleep for a second."
Then, to Draco, the whole world plunged into darkness.