A/N: Stupid. I forgot about that g.o.f book thing. Anyway, hmm… I like the way Herm has uh.. somewhat large front teeth.. [not you Bea,] and well, I sort of forgotten to add it in the author's notes in the previous chapter that 'Mione has to have large front teeth, ya know why? [not you Bea,] well.. it adds up to her character and stuff, she has to be super-unpopular material, nope, I'm not saying she isn't pretty but hell it'll be soooo nice if she just ..[ no Bea, not you *again*] becomes even prettier. The spell/ enchantment wore off after a few weeks, in my fic, after Herm got it to shrink. And now it remains as it already is.. The large front teeth thing—well some explanation will come on the 3rd chapter, right now, ignore it and go one with the fic..
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chapter 2
First class is Potions with Snape. Not my kind of way to start the day. But anyway, life has to go on still, no matter how much crappy it already is/ gets. The only thing I'm looking forward to is sneaking a glance at Draco. Atleast that's a good thing. A little thought I'm keeping in mind to brighten up my day. Not unless that stuck-up Pansy Parkinson blocks my view again just like in the previous potions class. The girl's absolutely a flirt! She's sitting too close to him and her leg's brushing against his under the table. She's doing it on purpose—that whore, batting her stupid eyelashes and doing that thing with her lips whenever she talks to him!!
Ugh.
I wish I were her though. I'd give anything in the world just to sit that close to him, or even drink from his glass or something! I never really know how I began liking that little sniv, Draco. I was crazy even from the beginning to fall for him. That bitterness, that mocking sneer… It makes me go crazy yet I hate it.. Sometimes I wish I'd become popular and pretty…
"Herm?"
"Hmm…"
"Herm?"
"Hmmm.."
"Herm!?"
"Wha- I didn't do it!"
Lavender eyed Hermione curiously, following her gaze just before. "Hey, you were staring at Malfoy, weren't you?" Hermione blushed. "No, of course not, Lavender How could you?"
It was a Monday Morning. Students were having breakfast in the Great Hall, expressions still dazed and groggy from seeping. Hermione was staring, or rather watching in anger as Pansy giggled and flirted with Draco. Ron and Harry were still upstairs, not caring if whether or not they'd be late for Potions class because late or not, Snape would always give them detention anyway. Lavender faced Hermione, Parvati peering at her side, an identical naughty grin, spreading on their faces. "Oh Hermione!" Parvati said, melodramatically, placing her hands on her chest and sighing. "It's what you call a crush, more like puppy love but still…" lavender rolled her eyes, nudging her friend on the side. "Oh shut up, Parvati!" she said sounding annoyed. "No need to go dramatic on us now.." Lavender turned to Hermione again. "So, you dig Draco Malfoy, don't you, Herm?" Parvati grinned from ear to ear, twirling her hair around her finger, a dreamy look on her face. "You know, Draco Malfoy is sort of hot, with his blonde hair and gray eyes, but he's really mean though—Oww! Lavender!" Lavender rolled her eyes as her friend rubbed a spot on her arm. "So, Herm, yeah, you were saying…"
Hermione looked from the expectant faces of Parvati and Lavender to the Slytherin table wherein Pansy was sitting at Draco's side, scooping a spoonful of eggs from her plate, about to give it to Draco. This ignited Hermione's jealousy.
