What?
Draco had nothing to do, so he started wondering around the school. Crabbe and Goyle had went home for the winter break, because they're parents missed them, but does his father care, not enough. And even if he did, Draco wouldn't go. He respects his father and everything, but he doesn't want to hear his dad talking about getting Pansy and him together, he doesn't even like her, not anymore at least. He thought he got the best looking girl to the Yule Ball last year. But he was wrong, really wrong. There was one even more beautiful, Hermione Granger. She looked stunning, no, perfect. Wait, thought Draco, perfect? I did not just think that about that filthy Mudblood. He has been having weird thoughts going through his mind ever since the night of the Yule Ball, like about how beautiful she was, or how he want her to be his. Of course, he know he can't, so besides the weird thoughts, he also has weird mental arguments. Why am I thinking about that Mudblood? She must have put a curse on me or something, and I'm probably right, her being so smart and everything. But she was beautiful... this is boring, I'll just go read. Then he turned to go back to the Slytherin common room.
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As he walked down the corridor to the dungeon, he tripped over something and fell head first. screamed Draco in pain. He saw that his nose was broken and bleeding, so then he quickly did a spell to stop his nose from bleeding, but he still need to go to Madam Pomfrey to mend the broken bones in the nose. What in the bloody hell was that? thought Draco as he looked down to see what it was. To his surprise, it was a who, and not just any who, a beautiful who, an unconscious who, with a name of Hermione Granger.