Hermione had been sitting in the chair next to Harry for quite some time
now. He had been listening to her complaining about Malfoy and now she was
sulking.
Ginny had been doing her homework on the floor next to them and she shook her head exasperated at Hermione and said, "Stop fussing. It's coz you're always annoying him as well. You won't let him be himself, you're always expecting him to annoy you which makes everything seem more annoyin."
Hermione sniffled. "How would you know? You don't know him. I was actually trying to be nice to him today! You only say that because you wish to be his charming princess."
Ginny opened her mouth to argue, but was silenced by Harry's warning glance. "Don't worry Hermione. We all know Malfoy's an evil git."
Hermione smiled gratefully at Harry and Ginny rolled her eyes and went back to her History of Magic essay.
*
Reaching the Prefect's Common Room again, she looked up at the Portrait of a middle-aged man.
"United." She announced.
The portrait swung open and she stepped inside. She saw no one in the Common Room except Malfoy who was wearing black and reading his transfiguration essay. She sat down on the couch opposite him and reached forward to get her A. Potions textbook that she had left on the table before she went out.
Draco looked up from his essay, put it between his textbook and slammed it shut. Glancing up from the sudden noise, Hermione saw Draco standing up to leave.
"Malfoy, I need to ask you something."
He turned and sneered. "And why would I take questions from a Mudblood?"
She didn't flinch at the familiar insult he'd thrown at her. She'd already heard it too many times to care. Draco turned away again and began walking.
"What have you got to do with a certain Black Ring?"
Draco stopped in mid-step and sailed around. His sneer was gone and his face held an expression of utmost horror. Not unlike the expression he had when she had found him in the Entrance Hall.
"H- How -?" he left off.
"I'm sorry, but I read the letter that you had in your fist when you were unconscious." Hermione said promptly.
Draco looked lost for words. Hermione had never seen him in this state before. Quickly he glanced at the floor and then looked up to bore his eyes into hers.
"I've never heard of it before. It had nothing to do with me."
He then turned away and climbed the staircase for the boys' dormitories leaving Hermione to stare at his retreating back.
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Author's Notes: I know again! It was short. I tried ok? I really did. Don't kill me. Anyway, nobody's reviewing it, I'll only post after fifteen chapters if people start reviewing again.
Happy Reading and Happy Christmas!
Ginny had been doing her homework on the floor next to them and she shook her head exasperated at Hermione and said, "Stop fussing. It's coz you're always annoying him as well. You won't let him be himself, you're always expecting him to annoy you which makes everything seem more annoyin."
Hermione sniffled. "How would you know? You don't know him. I was actually trying to be nice to him today! You only say that because you wish to be his charming princess."
Ginny opened her mouth to argue, but was silenced by Harry's warning glance. "Don't worry Hermione. We all know Malfoy's an evil git."
Hermione smiled gratefully at Harry and Ginny rolled her eyes and went back to her History of Magic essay.
*
Reaching the Prefect's Common Room again, she looked up at the Portrait of a middle-aged man.
"United." She announced.
The portrait swung open and she stepped inside. She saw no one in the Common Room except Malfoy who was wearing black and reading his transfiguration essay. She sat down on the couch opposite him and reached forward to get her A. Potions textbook that she had left on the table before she went out.
Draco looked up from his essay, put it between his textbook and slammed it shut. Glancing up from the sudden noise, Hermione saw Draco standing up to leave.
"Malfoy, I need to ask you something."
He turned and sneered. "And why would I take questions from a Mudblood?"
She didn't flinch at the familiar insult he'd thrown at her. She'd already heard it too many times to care. Draco turned away again and began walking.
"What have you got to do with a certain Black Ring?"
Draco stopped in mid-step and sailed around. His sneer was gone and his face held an expression of utmost horror. Not unlike the expression he had when she had found him in the Entrance Hall.
"H- How -?" he left off.
"I'm sorry, but I read the letter that you had in your fist when you were unconscious." Hermione said promptly.
Draco looked lost for words. Hermione had never seen him in this state before. Quickly he glanced at the floor and then looked up to bore his eyes into hers.
"I've never heard of it before. It had nothing to do with me."
He then turned away and climbed the staircase for the boys' dormitories leaving Hermione to stare at his retreating back.
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Author's Notes: I know again! It was short. I tried ok? I really did. Don't kill me. Anyway, nobody's reviewing it, I'll only post after fifteen chapters if people start reviewing again.
Happy Reading and Happy Christmas!
