Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or settings of this story.
They are the property of J. K. Rowling.
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Draco Malfoy paced the stone floor of the Slytherin boy's dormitory. The moonlight from his open window cast a dim light over his pale face and hair. 'I can't feel this way about her. My father would never approve, especially if the outcome could ruin our family.' Draco thought. He continued to pace, occasionally spitting out words of anger and resentment towards his family and of course towards Hogwarts' own personal hero, Harry Potter.
Pansy Parkinson, who was usually doing no good, had been spending her evening spying on the other houses trying to find some sort incriminating information. She was headed towards the girl's dormitory when he heard Draco cry out, "And of course she would have to be a mud blood. Curse those beautiful brown eyes and mop of hair." This was enough to remind Pansy of the dreadful Yule Ball. Just then, Draco stormed from the dormitory and out through the portrait hole. Pansy backed into a corner so she wouldn't be seen. 'Draco saw nothing but Hermione Granger the entire night. She won't steal him away from me again.' She promised herself as she squeezed out of the corner and up to the girls' room. When she reached the dormitory, she found it empty despite the late hour. "All the better," she said aloud. "I will fix that mud blood once and for all. She has ruined every chance I've had with Draco and I refuse to let her do it again." Many venomous plans raced through her head, but every one that seemed perfect had a flaw. "I need to go out and think on this." She said to herself as she raced down the stairs and out the still open portrait hole.
Once out in the corridors, Pansy headed towards the Great Hall but decided it might be too crowed so she headed in the opposite direction. With her thoughts on Hermione and Draco she walked aimlessly through the winding paths of the school, bumping into various students who quickly backed away from her once they'd realized who they had hit. Pansy finally came to a stop at a large door with a hanging sign with books painted on it. "The library, of course!" she said as she reached to open the heavy door.
On the other side of the door stood Hermione and Draco, frozen by the fact that they were about to be caught. They were just about to hide behind a nearby bookcase when the door, after much a struggle, swung wide open. Hermione looked wide-eyed at their visitor as Draco sneered. "Well, isn't this an interesting situation; two students coming out of a deserted library together. And course, who else would it be but a Malfoy, and a mud blood." Pansy growled looking in Hermione's direction. "I know your father would love to hear about this little, "get together", wouldn't he Draco?" Draco began to speak but Pansy but a finger to his lips. "No, there's another way to fix this. There's always another way."
Draco Malfoy paced the stone floor of the Slytherin boy's dormitory. The moonlight from his open window cast a dim light over his pale face and hair. 'I can't feel this way about her. My father would never approve, especially if the outcome could ruin our family.' Draco thought. He continued to pace, occasionally spitting out words of anger and resentment towards his family and of course towards Hogwarts' own personal hero, Harry Potter.
Pansy Parkinson, who was usually doing no good, had been spending her evening spying on the other houses trying to find some sort incriminating information. She was headed towards the girl's dormitory when he heard Draco cry out, "And of course she would have to be a mud blood. Curse those beautiful brown eyes and mop of hair." This was enough to remind Pansy of the dreadful Yule Ball. Just then, Draco stormed from the dormitory and out through the portrait hole. Pansy backed into a corner so she wouldn't be seen. 'Draco saw nothing but Hermione Granger the entire night. She won't steal him away from me again.' She promised herself as she squeezed out of the corner and up to the girls' room. When she reached the dormitory, she found it empty despite the late hour. "All the better," she said aloud. "I will fix that mud blood once and for all. She has ruined every chance I've had with Draco and I refuse to let her do it again." Many venomous plans raced through her head, but every one that seemed perfect had a flaw. "I need to go out and think on this." She said to herself as she raced down the stairs and out the still open portrait hole.
Once out in the corridors, Pansy headed towards the Great Hall but decided it might be too crowed so she headed in the opposite direction. With her thoughts on Hermione and Draco she walked aimlessly through the winding paths of the school, bumping into various students who quickly backed away from her once they'd realized who they had hit. Pansy finally came to a stop at a large door with a hanging sign with books painted on it. "The library, of course!" she said as she reached to open the heavy door.
On the other side of the door stood Hermione and Draco, frozen by the fact that they were about to be caught. They were just about to hide behind a nearby bookcase when the door, after much a struggle, swung wide open. Hermione looked wide-eyed at their visitor as Draco sneered. "Well, isn't this an interesting situation; two students coming out of a deserted library together. And course, who else would it be but a Malfoy, and a mud blood." Pansy growled looking in Hermione's direction. "I know your father would love to hear about this little, "get together", wouldn't he Draco?" Draco began to speak but Pansy but a finger to his lips. "No, there's another way to fix this. There's always another way."
