She looked at his eyes. They are dull and empty. She stared at him as he
approached her more closely. He made a small grin unto her. It was Malfoy.
"Hi Hermione," Malfoy said gently.
"Good thing, you didn't addressed my name as mudblood." Hermione said sternly. She paused and added, "So, what are you doing here?"
"Why? Can't I walk through this corridor, I'm a Head Boy, my father said it's alright to walk to the corridors at night to spot roaming students to sneak." He said.
"I'm not wandering, and by the way, I'm a head girl too... and this is the Gryffindor tower. A Slytherin like you, is not allowed here, even you're a head boy, Draco, you must know that." said Hermione straightforwardly.
He gave a smirk. He tried to speak but he was cut off.
"Playing fair, huh?" asked Hermione in anger. She can't help to lose her temper now that he had hurt Harry on the Quidditch pitch.
"Actually I-"Draco tried to answer but Hermione raised her arm and he paused.
"I know,..." Hermione paused. "...feeling guilty, eh? How come it takes you so long just to say sorry for what you've done? Did your father taught you to have some manners to say sorry at least!" she shouted. Her voices echoed on the moonlit corridors.
"Don't insult him, mudblood! If my father knows that-"he was cut off again.
"yeah? Live a hell like your father does" she shouted
"I'm tired of you 'hearing your father said that and those.' Can't you see you're turning to be like him?" she shouted in a calm voice.
He smirked and bowed his head. She knew he's confused. She started learning Occlumency, through her books. She can read his mind, of course. 'Depressed and very lonely' she thought. 'Just like Harry's' she thought again, 'but different.'
"Look at me" she said in a commanding voice.
He looked at her eyes. He stared, and for a while, he saw different things from Hermione's mind. He saw himself at first year. He was teasing Harry and his friends. Hermione felt so annoyed. He saw Hermione cried from one time when she was called a 'mudblood' for the first time. He saw Hermione slapped his face with anger. He remembered their fourth year when he bullied them. He saw her threatened at the Quidditch World Cup incident. Now, he saw Hermione, looked very pitied for him. He wondered why but all of a sudden, it slipped off.
"Hi Hermione," Malfoy said gently.
"Good thing, you didn't addressed my name as mudblood." Hermione said sternly. She paused and added, "So, what are you doing here?"
"Why? Can't I walk through this corridor, I'm a Head Boy, my father said it's alright to walk to the corridors at night to spot roaming students to sneak." He said.
"I'm not wandering, and by the way, I'm a head girl too... and this is the Gryffindor tower. A Slytherin like you, is not allowed here, even you're a head boy, Draco, you must know that." said Hermione straightforwardly.
He gave a smirk. He tried to speak but he was cut off.
"Playing fair, huh?" asked Hermione in anger. She can't help to lose her temper now that he had hurt Harry on the Quidditch pitch.
"Actually I-"Draco tried to answer but Hermione raised her arm and he paused.
"I know,..." Hermione paused. "...feeling guilty, eh? How come it takes you so long just to say sorry for what you've done? Did your father taught you to have some manners to say sorry at least!" she shouted. Her voices echoed on the moonlit corridors.
"Don't insult him, mudblood! If my father knows that-"he was cut off again.
"yeah? Live a hell like your father does" she shouted
"I'm tired of you 'hearing your father said that and those.' Can't you see you're turning to be like him?" she shouted in a calm voice.
He smirked and bowed his head. She knew he's confused. She started learning Occlumency, through her books. She can read his mind, of course. 'Depressed and very lonely' she thought. 'Just like Harry's' she thought again, 'but different.'
"Look at me" she said in a commanding voice.
He looked at her eyes. He stared, and for a while, he saw different things from Hermione's mind. He saw himself at first year. He was teasing Harry and his friends. Hermione felt so annoyed. He saw Hermione cried from one time when she was called a 'mudblood' for the first time. He saw Hermione slapped his face with anger. He remembered their fourth year when he bullied them. He saw her threatened at the Quidditch World Cup incident. Now, he saw Hermione, looked very pitied for him. He wondered why but all of a sudden, it slipped off.