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Forbidden Love

          "You stupid, filthy mud blood!" Draco screamed with fire in his eyes. "You did that on purpose didn't you?"

          "What the hell are you talking about Malfoy you ran into me you insufferable git!" Hermione screamed back through her clenched teeth. Her face was filling with anger and her mind was racing. She stomped down the hall angrily heading to the library.

          Right after Hermione ran out the corridor, Draco was soon filled with regret for insulting her and making her feel like she was the dirtiest vermin on earth. For a split second he felt his body about to run after her but something held him back.

          When Hermione finally reached the library she sat down. Though she seemed like a tough girl who never seemed to care about Malfoy's childish manner, she really did and it burned inside of her that so many people thought about her in a disgusted way. It especially hurt when Malfoy said these things for some reason.

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          Hermione and Draco were seventh year. They had hated each other with a passion since their first day at Hogwarts. But little did Hermione now that the passion they had was the opposite of hatred. Hermione was top in all her classes and Malfoy was smart but never showed it. Malfoy was chosen to be Head Boy and Hermione was chosen to be Head Girl. This meant they had to share a dormitory.


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          At breakfast, the next day, Hermione walked in to the Great Hall and headed towards the Gryffindor table. She took her seat between Harry and Ron, her two closest friends.

          In the next second a blonde haired boy came in the Great Hall, and made his way to the Slytherin table. Girls' heads, all except the one, turned as he walked past them. He sat down. His eyes automatically moved to the brown haired Gryffindor.

          Hermione could feel a set of eyes on her as she talked with her friends. She paused to look up across the Hall to see who it was. She saw his cold grey eyes looking back. Malfoy saw her look up so he turned away and opened his mouth as if he was talking to Crabbe. Hermione kept her gaze on Malfoy, so then he looked at her. He then moved his mouth to show a smirk. Hermione rolled her eyes and moved away from Malfoy's annoyingly alluring face.

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After Hermione finished her pancakes and gulped down some pumpkin juice, she headed to the library to start her Transfiguration homework early.

She sat at the table at the far end of the library, so she wouldn't be bothered by anyone. She was just getting started on her homework when no one other than Draco Malfoy appeared. She tried to restrain her anger as he made his way towards the shelves behind her. So much for being left alone, she thought as he stopped right in front of her table.

          "Well, well, well what do we have here," Draco said with a smirk on his face, "If it isn't the little mudblood."

          Hermione sighs disgustedly and heads towards the table on the opposite side of the library.

          Malfoy stands there for a minute and then turns and heads toward the bookshelves in the far right corner.

          Hermione realizes she needs a book for her report and heads towards the bookshelf where Malfoy is standing.

          Malfoy sees Ganger and as she gets closer Malfoy can smell the sweet scent of her hair. He grabs her by the arm and slams her against the wall, holding her by her nape of her neck to make sure she stays still.

          "What the bloody hell do you think your doing, Malfoy?!" Hermione said fidgeting in his grip.

          Malfoy didn't feel like explaining so he squeezed his hand tighter around her throat.

          Between gasps Hermione said, "Stop!"

          Seeing how much pain Hermione was in Draco loosened his grip around her throat.  He leaned closer to kiss her, but Hermione's reaction stopped him in his tracks.

          "You try and I'll bite your lip," she said with seriousness in her voice.


          "Just seeing your reaction, Granger. Don't get pissy." Draco replied coolly. He pushed her to the floor and walked away.

          Hermione sat up on the floor catching her breath. 'The nerve of that guy, can't even read a book without him annoying me' she thought miserably.

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          The next day in Potions, Ron couldn't help but notice there was something wrong with Hermione.

          "Is there something wrong, Hermione?" Ron asked sympathetically.

          "What? Oh, of course not. No." Hermione answered, trying not to sound too obvious. She looked over at Malfoy, who seemed to be listening in on what Ron and her conversation.

          She gave him a dirty look and returned to cutting up her dragon skin.

          Draco found himself constantly thinking about Granger whenever he saw her. He didn't know what was getting into him, but he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.

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