Thanks again to everybody who reviewed. I really appreciate it - reviews
mean a lot to me. Unfortunately I haven't been able to make this post
longer (so sorry!), as I'm going on holiday, and I wanted to update before
I left.
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~Draco's POV~
I can't love Granger! I just can't! It would be impossible. I've been thinking about her a lot these past couple of days. But if even I did - and I DON'T - love her, she wouldn't love me back. And just because I think about her, doesn't mean I lust after her. I called her a Mudblood the other day - it pained me to see the look upon her face. She looked so hurt and desolate.I just wanted to put my arms around her. I have to keep reminding myself not to feel any emotion. What would father say? He'd be absolutely disgusted. He'd probably try and sack Dumbledore just for making me have a *detention* with a Muggle born! I feel pity for her - all the slack she gets. God, what am I saying! I'm usually the one dishing it out! Ok, from now on I will not THINK about her, TALK to her, or FEEL anything resembling love or friendship. I will avoid her and when our paths *do* meet - such as Potions - I will insult her until there are no insults left to say.
~Hermione's POV~
I think I'm falling for Draco Malfoy. How weird is that! I'd've never expected it. It's quite amusing - from a sadistic point of view. A Gryffindor Muggle born fantasizing about a Slytherin Pureblood. A Slytherin whose surname is linked to the Dark Side - and whose father is a Death- eater and close follower of You-Know-Who. Oh, Jesus. Why did I have to fall for him?!!! Cupid must be severely demented. And ever since our detention he's become *unbearable*! He's insulted me at every possible moment, and now only refers to me as 'the dog'. I want to slap him, because I know he's not like that really - it's just an act put on to impress the Slytherins. Argh! This is so frustrating! Maybe I should just avoid him. But then there's our Potions project. But otherwise I need not talk to him, think about him, or feel any emotion except hatred towards him.
***
"We need something festive and celebratory," Hutchins said.
"Something to look forward to!" Hannah Abbott chipped in.
It was the end of their first week back at Hogwarts, and Hermione's first prefect meeting. She'd successfully managed to avoid meeting Draco - excluding all the lessons they shared of course. This prefect meeting was the first time she'd really paid attention to him.
"I think we should have a dance," Terry Boot piped up enthusiastically, "Just like the Yule Ball!"
There was a murmur of agreement throughout the prefects.
"A ball it is!" Hutchins cried.
The livelier prefects emitted several cheers.
"It'd be best to have it in winter of course, just before Christmas," Hutchins added as an after thought.
Hermione sneaked a quick peak at Draco. A few blond streaks fell across his forehead. His unblemished face remained stony.
"It should have a theme," Hermione heard herself speak up, "I think it should be a masked ball."
For a second Draco's eyes met hers, and they burned with intense passion. But then he looked away and the moment passed.
"Great idea, Hermione!" Hannah added, "Then we won't know who we're dancing with!"
"How gross," Scylla - a Slytherin - replied disgustedly, "I might end up dancing with a Gryffindor!"
"No Gryffindor would ever dance with you," Seamus (who, surprisingly, was also a prefect) muttered.
"No Gryffindor would dance with you either, Finnigan," Scylla snarled.
Seamus turned the colour of a tomato.
"Oh leave it out, both of you," Hutchins said impatiently.
"Masked balls are a Muggle tradition," Draco said sharply, his words cutting through the air like a knife.
There was an uncomfortable pause.
"Great idea!" Hutchins said suddenly, "We can turn it into a Muggle ball!"
There was a loud groan from Scylla, and Draco had a look of contempt upon his face.
"I don't understand," Mandy Brocklehurst said slowly.
"There'll be Muggle clothing, Muggle masks, Muggle music - the works!" Hutchins said excitedly.
Terry seemed to consider the possibilities.
"I think there should be Muggle attire, but there's really no need to go further."
Several people nodded.
"I still think we should scrap the whole idea," Draco said venomously.
"Well, no one asked you," Hermione shot back.
"I thought you wouldn't have wanted a ball, Granger," Draco began, "Because lets face it: who on earth would invite you?"
Hermione blushed furiously.
"It none of your business about who asks me, Malfoy."
"As if there will be anybody."
"Enough!" Hutchins roared, "Do I HAVE to keep intervening with these petty arguments? Honestly, you're *prefects* now, so behave like it!"
Hermione looked at Draco, who seemed relatively unfazed.
"We'd better get going," Hutchins said, looking at his watch, "We'll talk about this again next time. Meeting adjourned."
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A/N: I made Draco's & Hermione's POV basically the same, just to show that they're so alike - so I didn't make a mistake or anything! Thanks for reading, please review!
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~Draco's POV~
I can't love Granger! I just can't! It would be impossible. I've been thinking about her a lot these past couple of days. But if even I did - and I DON'T - love her, she wouldn't love me back. And just because I think about her, doesn't mean I lust after her. I called her a Mudblood the other day - it pained me to see the look upon her face. She looked so hurt and desolate.I just wanted to put my arms around her. I have to keep reminding myself not to feel any emotion. What would father say? He'd be absolutely disgusted. He'd probably try and sack Dumbledore just for making me have a *detention* with a Muggle born! I feel pity for her - all the slack she gets. God, what am I saying! I'm usually the one dishing it out! Ok, from now on I will not THINK about her, TALK to her, or FEEL anything resembling love or friendship. I will avoid her and when our paths *do* meet - such as Potions - I will insult her until there are no insults left to say.
~Hermione's POV~
I think I'm falling for Draco Malfoy. How weird is that! I'd've never expected it. It's quite amusing - from a sadistic point of view. A Gryffindor Muggle born fantasizing about a Slytherin Pureblood. A Slytherin whose surname is linked to the Dark Side - and whose father is a Death- eater and close follower of You-Know-Who. Oh, Jesus. Why did I have to fall for him?!!! Cupid must be severely demented. And ever since our detention he's become *unbearable*! He's insulted me at every possible moment, and now only refers to me as 'the dog'. I want to slap him, because I know he's not like that really - it's just an act put on to impress the Slytherins. Argh! This is so frustrating! Maybe I should just avoid him. But then there's our Potions project. But otherwise I need not talk to him, think about him, or feel any emotion except hatred towards him.
***
"We need something festive and celebratory," Hutchins said.
"Something to look forward to!" Hannah Abbott chipped in.
It was the end of their first week back at Hogwarts, and Hermione's first prefect meeting. She'd successfully managed to avoid meeting Draco - excluding all the lessons they shared of course. This prefect meeting was the first time she'd really paid attention to him.
"I think we should have a dance," Terry Boot piped up enthusiastically, "Just like the Yule Ball!"
There was a murmur of agreement throughout the prefects.
"A ball it is!" Hutchins cried.
The livelier prefects emitted several cheers.
"It'd be best to have it in winter of course, just before Christmas," Hutchins added as an after thought.
Hermione sneaked a quick peak at Draco. A few blond streaks fell across his forehead. His unblemished face remained stony.
"It should have a theme," Hermione heard herself speak up, "I think it should be a masked ball."
For a second Draco's eyes met hers, and they burned with intense passion. But then he looked away and the moment passed.
"Great idea, Hermione!" Hannah added, "Then we won't know who we're dancing with!"
"How gross," Scylla - a Slytherin - replied disgustedly, "I might end up dancing with a Gryffindor!"
"No Gryffindor would ever dance with you," Seamus (who, surprisingly, was also a prefect) muttered.
"No Gryffindor would dance with you either, Finnigan," Scylla snarled.
Seamus turned the colour of a tomato.
"Oh leave it out, both of you," Hutchins said impatiently.
"Masked balls are a Muggle tradition," Draco said sharply, his words cutting through the air like a knife.
There was an uncomfortable pause.
"Great idea!" Hutchins said suddenly, "We can turn it into a Muggle ball!"
There was a loud groan from Scylla, and Draco had a look of contempt upon his face.
"I don't understand," Mandy Brocklehurst said slowly.
"There'll be Muggle clothing, Muggle masks, Muggle music - the works!" Hutchins said excitedly.
Terry seemed to consider the possibilities.
"I think there should be Muggle attire, but there's really no need to go further."
Several people nodded.
"I still think we should scrap the whole idea," Draco said venomously.
"Well, no one asked you," Hermione shot back.
"I thought you wouldn't have wanted a ball, Granger," Draco began, "Because lets face it: who on earth would invite you?"
Hermione blushed furiously.
"It none of your business about who asks me, Malfoy."
"As if there will be anybody."
"Enough!" Hutchins roared, "Do I HAVE to keep intervening with these petty arguments? Honestly, you're *prefects* now, so behave like it!"
Hermione looked at Draco, who seemed relatively unfazed.
"We'd better get going," Hutchins said, looking at his watch, "We'll talk about this again next time. Meeting adjourned."
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A/N: I made Draco's & Hermione's POV basically the same, just to show that they're so alike - so I didn't make a mistake or anything! Thanks for reading, please review!