Disclaimer: I hereby state that I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. This is my first and last disclaimer, on account of the fact that I'm not a mega-millionaire like J.K. Rowling.

Summary: This is a simple story of how people who would NEVER even associate with each other start to fall in love. Highly unlikely, but these not so opposites, do attract.

                                    Why I Hate You

I hate the way you make me angry

Hermione Granger stormed into the Gryffindor common room. She was livid, and her best friends Harry and Ron could tell. "I can't believe that slimy git! How I wish I could hex him. My first day back here, and he's already managed to make me so furious." Harry and Ron glanced at each other with a knowing look. It didn't take a genius to figure out whom Hermione was talking about. Draco Malfoy, despicable as he was, still managed to always get to Hermione. The boys already knew Hermione wasn't having a great day, on account of the fact that she hadn't been named Head Girl.

            "Don't you want to know what he said to me?" Hermione rattled on, not giving Harry or Ron enough time to answer. "First he bumps into me and tells me to watch where I am going. After I told him to shut his stupid mouth, he gives me a little smirk and then says, what's the matter Granger, upset about Dumbledore's betrayal? I asked him what he was talking about, and laughs in my face and tells me it's amazing that I can just pretend I'm not ready to burst into tears about not being made Head Girl.

            Harry's eyes widened slightly. He had to hand to Malfoy on one count, if Malfoy really wanted to strike a nerve; he hit the jackpot on that count. Even Harry and Ron dared not mention anything about the new Head Girl while Hermione was around. Although school just started, Hermione made it abundantly clear that she was not at all pleased about the selection.

            Ron, not at all comfortable with the way the conversation was going, stood up abruptly and mumbled something about going to the bathroom. It wasn't until the portrait door slammed that Harry realized the bathroom wasn't outside of Gryffindor tower. Hermione in the meantime was going red in the face about the unfairness in the whole Head Girl thing.

Hermione decided that she shouldn't be complaining to her friends. She turned straight around in the middle of the sentence and headed out of Gryffindor Tower. She decided that the only way she was going to feel better about the whole thing would be to confront Malfoy. Even if meant getting physically violent, Hermione didn't care. After all, Malfoy's second slap in the face from Hermione was long overdue.

            It didn't take Hermione long to find him. Even though he chose not to show it, Malfoy cared about his grades as much as Hermione did. So obviously, she found him in the library. It was very easy to spot him since the library was absolutely empty except for Madam Pince, the irritable librarian. This wasn't unusual, as today was the first day of school. Only people like Hermione would go to the library on the first day for some background reading.

            Malfoy was hunched over a large, tattered book. Hermione felt like turning around and leaving, but she decided that she had gotten this far, so she might as well continue. She cleared her throat. He didn't even glance up. All he said was, "What is it Granger? Come to ask me to put in a word for you so you can become Head Girl? After, of course, you eliminate the present one? Sorry, I don't do favors for mudbloods." Hermione was rendered speechless for a moment. "You little, slimy, ferret! Do you think that you are making me feel bad by your little Head Girl joke? Well, here's news for you, Malfoy, I don't care. Why don't you go somewhere and do yourself? Since you're obviously not getting any from-" Hermione was cut off abruptly by Draco slamming his book shut. "As much as I would love to continue this little chit chat, I do have a life, Granger. So goodbye to you." And with that, Draco stood up and shoved pass Hermione.

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