Hermione blinked and scrabbled for her alarm that was ringing noisily.
Groggily, she sat up and yawned, grabbed a twel from the drawer, drapd her
robe over her pyjamas and headed downstairs towards the showers.
Setting her foot in their Prefect's Common Room, she saw Draco coming out from the boys' bathroom. His blonde hair was wet and falling over his grey/blue eyes and his lean chest looked good with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
Hannah Abbot who was the Prefect for Hufflepuff came down the stairs and froze when she saw Draco. Rolling her eyes, Hermione started to walk back towards the bathroom, when Draco said,
"Good morning Mudblood."
Hermione turned around to glare at Draco, but he ignored her and instead gave Hannah a charming wink. Disgusted, Hermione slammed the door of the bathroom shut and turned the shower on.
*
"Drakey!" Pansy yelled as he arrived in the Great Hall for their usual breakfast.
Draco forced a smile on his face and she gestured for him to sit down next to her.
"Are you ok now?" she simpered, grabbing hold of his arm and dragging him down into his seat.
"Yeah."
"Ohhhhhhh! It was so bad last night." Pansy continued, "You weren't there and I didn't have anyone decent to talk to."
"umm."
"And plus, you missed out on some important information your father gave to us. I said to him you were ill, so he isn't angry at you for missing it. He told me to tell you that since Hogwarts is having the usual Christmas ball, he wants you to ask her to go with you - "
"A Christmas ball?" Draco interrupted.
"Yes. The Yule Ball."
"Oh, that."
"Well, that's pretty annoying for me because I want and deserves to go with you, but you have to promise to dance with me for at least one dance and you've also got to gain her trust - "
"Pansy, I er - need to do something. Could you excuse me for a sec?"
Pansy closed her mouth and looked haughtily at him as he started walking towards the Gryffindor table. He approached Hermione who was busy laughing with Harry and tapped her shoulder softly.
"Granger, could I talk to you?"
Hermione stared at him. "Actually, I want to ask you something myself. Would you mind swapping places with Goyle in A. Potions?"
It was Draco's turn this time to stare at her.
"Thanks."
Draco decided to go back to his smirking self as this was not going to work.
"That's fine with me! Who wanted to sit next to a mudblood with a fizzhead anyway?" Draco yelled as he walked away
Harry leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear. "What's wrong with him?"
Hermione shrugged. "Have you seen him any other way?"
"Well, he'd never usually just ask to talk to you." Harry answered.
"It's Prefect business." Hermione replied promptly and from the tone of her voice, Harry did not press further.
*
Draco scowled from his seat next to Crabbe as he looked behind his shoulder to see Hermione and Goyle giggling together. Crabbe was noisily sniffing beside him and Draco wished he could stand up and just strangle him.
Draco perked up his ear as he heard Hermione say to Goyle, "I'm not getting any more notes from you."
Goyle smiled and flicked Hermione's hair from her shoulder. "We know how we feel about each other now. There's no more need for notes."
Hermione pouted her face into a silly sad expression.. "But I like getting them!"
Goyle squeezed her arm. "Then, I would not sadden my dearest princess."
Hermione smiled as Draco sighed and closed his eyes while Crabbe sniffed loudly and also snorted while doing so.
Professor Snape walked in and thumped his books onto his table grabbing the class's attention. "First off, we will be handing in our homework from last night. Put your hands up the people who did not do it."
Goyle looked around and he and a few others, including Crabbe, sheepishly put up their hands.
Professor Snape was about to ask 'why not' when he noticed he was sitting next to Hermione. "Why have you swapped places Goyle?'
"Hermione wanted us to swap so that she could sit next to her dearest love. I'm very very sad because she doesn't think of me as her dearest." Malfoy put on a mock sad expression and the whole class laughed except Hermione, Goyle and Crabbe who was too busy with his nasal problems to notice anything else.
Professor Snape then said greasily, "Well, Miss Granger, I trust you to know what will happen enxt. You will tell your love to go back to his own desk and tell Mr Malfoy to move back into his seat. You will also lose fourty points from Gryffindor."
Hermione opened her mouth in disbelief, but closed it again and Goyle stood up, collected his books and started moving towards his own desk.
Malfoy stood up smirked at Hermione and clapped Goyle on the back. Placing his books on the table, he gave Hermione another mock 'you left me alone' expression and the whole class laughed again.
Hermione but her lip sharply and stared straight ahead, her cheaks flushing with anger - or was it embarrassment?
Maybe both.
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Author's Notes: There, I've done it! It's not a short chapter! Told everyone to review before - that's practically it. Please send me suggestions. Please. And romantic people who are still waiting for proper fluff, well I reckon too much fluff ruins the story, so wait a little while longer.
Happy Reading! I hope it's a white Christmas here ^o^
Setting her foot in their Prefect's Common Room, she saw Draco coming out from the boys' bathroom. His blonde hair was wet and falling over his grey/blue eyes and his lean chest looked good with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
Hannah Abbot who was the Prefect for Hufflepuff came down the stairs and froze when she saw Draco. Rolling her eyes, Hermione started to walk back towards the bathroom, when Draco said,
"Good morning Mudblood."
Hermione turned around to glare at Draco, but he ignored her and instead gave Hannah a charming wink. Disgusted, Hermione slammed the door of the bathroom shut and turned the shower on.
*
"Drakey!" Pansy yelled as he arrived in the Great Hall for their usual breakfast.
Draco forced a smile on his face and she gestured for him to sit down next to her.
"Are you ok now?" she simpered, grabbing hold of his arm and dragging him down into his seat.
"Yeah."
"Ohhhhhhh! It was so bad last night." Pansy continued, "You weren't there and I didn't have anyone decent to talk to."
"umm."
"And plus, you missed out on some important information your father gave to us. I said to him you were ill, so he isn't angry at you for missing it. He told me to tell you that since Hogwarts is having the usual Christmas ball, he wants you to ask her to go with you - "
"A Christmas ball?" Draco interrupted.
"Yes. The Yule Ball."
"Oh, that."
"Well, that's pretty annoying for me because I want and deserves to go with you, but you have to promise to dance with me for at least one dance and you've also got to gain her trust - "
"Pansy, I er - need to do something. Could you excuse me for a sec?"
Pansy closed her mouth and looked haughtily at him as he started walking towards the Gryffindor table. He approached Hermione who was busy laughing with Harry and tapped her shoulder softly.
"Granger, could I talk to you?"
Hermione stared at him. "Actually, I want to ask you something myself. Would you mind swapping places with Goyle in A. Potions?"
It was Draco's turn this time to stare at her.
"Thanks."
Draco decided to go back to his smirking self as this was not going to work.
"That's fine with me! Who wanted to sit next to a mudblood with a fizzhead anyway?" Draco yelled as he walked away
Harry leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear. "What's wrong with him?"
Hermione shrugged. "Have you seen him any other way?"
"Well, he'd never usually just ask to talk to you." Harry answered.
"It's Prefect business." Hermione replied promptly and from the tone of her voice, Harry did not press further.
*
Draco scowled from his seat next to Crabbe as he looked behind his shoulder to see Hermione and Goyle giggling together. Crabbe was noisily sniffing beside him and Draco wished he could stand up and just strangle him.
Draco perked up his ear as he heard Hermione say to Goyle, "I'm not getting any more notes from you."
Goyle smiled and flicked Hermione's hair from her shoulder. "We know how we feel about each other now. There's no more need for notes."
Hermione pouted her face into a silly sad expression.. "But I like getting them!"
Goyle squeezed her arm. "Then, I would not sadden my dearest princess."
Hermione smiled as Draco sighed and closed his eyes while Crabbe sniffed loudly and also snorted while doing so.
Professor Snape walked in and thumped his books onto his table grabbing the class's attention. "First off, we will be handing in our homework from last night. Put your hands up the people who did not do it."
Goyle looked around and he and a few others, including Crabbe, sheepishly put up their hands.
Professor Snape was about to ask 'why not' when he noticed he was sitting next to Hermione. "Why have you swapped places Goyle?'
"Hermione wanted us to swap so that she could sit next to her dearest love. I'm very very sad because she doesn't think of me as her dearest." Malfoy put on a mock sad expression and the whole class laughed except Hermione, Goyle and Crabbe who was too busy with his nasal problems to notice anything else.
Professor Snape then said greasily, "Well, Miss Granger, I trust you to know what will happen enxt. You will tell your love to go back to his own desk and tell Mr Malfoy to move back into his seat. You will also lose fourty points from Gryffindor."
Hermione opened her mouth in disbelief, but closed it again and Goyle stood up, collected his books and started moving towards his own desk.
Malfoy stood up smirked at Hermione and clapped Goyle on the back. Placing his books on the table, he gave Hermione another mock 'you left me alone' expression and the whole class laughed again.
Hermione but her lip sharply and stared straight ahead, her cheaks flushing with anger - or was it embarrassment?
Maybe both.
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Author's Notes: There, I've done it! It's not a short chapter! Told everyone to review before - that's practically it. Please send me suggestions. Please. And romantic people who are still waiting for proper fluff, well I reckon too much fluff ruins the story, so wait a little while longer.
Happy Reading! I hope it's a white Christmas here ^o^
