The rest of the first year went pretty smoothly. Hermione's mother had been in drama school a lot as a young girl, and Hermione had picked up on some acting skills as a young girl. She needed them, too, so she could look angry at Draco when she saw him strutting around the hallways with Pansy, and so she could keep herself from laughing at the agitated looks on Harry and Ron's faces as Draco endlessly tormented them.
Draco didn't have a bad first year, either. He realized that girls as old as fourth years secretly lusted after the mature eleven year old boy. He found this amusing; especially when he was mad at Pansy. He could continuously flirt with any girl he wanted, and Pansy would take him back no matter what. "Quite pathetic, really," he commented to Hermione, sighing. "If she weren't so attractive, I'd drop her like a hat." This earned a playful punch from Hermione.
As exams came around, both students knew they'd do well. They'd been honors students as young children; and with Hermione being the perfectionist that she was, and Draco having a photographic memory and the cleverness that came with all Malfoys, they both knew they had it made. It became somewhat of a competition for them.
They were studying in the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest one night, when Draco suddenly turned to Hermione. "Man, I know this stuff like I know the sky is blue," he said to her, "I betcha I get top score."
Hermione had always been annoyed by shameless bragging. From other people. "No way! I've been studying so much longer than you. I'll definately score highest."
Draco looked at her smugly. "Fine. It's a bet. Winner gets a box of Chocolate Frogs."
"You're on," she replied, her brown eyes staring at his gray ones evenly.
From then on, they studied madly. Harry and Ron even begun to worry about Hermione, and Pansy complained to Draco. "Come on, there's plenty of time to study later, Drakkie." Draco was motivated even more by that, knowing if he spent more time with her, she'd continue to call him that dreadful pet name.
Finally, the day of the exams arrived. They both checked, re-checked, and re-re-checked each question. When they finally got their scores back.
"I scored three higher than you!" Hermione said proudly. "Just wait until next year," Draco said good-naturedly. She laughed, stuffing a Chocolate Frog in her mouth. "Three has always been my lucky number!"
Draco didn't have a bad first year, either. He realized that girls as old as fourth years secretly lusted after the mature eleven year old boy. He found this amusing; especially when he was mad at Pansy. He could continuously flirt with any girl he wanted, and Pansy would take him back no matter what. "Quite pathetic, really," he commented to Hermione, sighing. "If she weren't so attractive, I'd drop her like a hat." This earned a playful punch from Hermione.
As exams came around, both students knew they'd do well. They'd been honors students as young children; and with Hermione being the perfectionist that she was, and Draco having a photographic memory and the cleverness that came with all Malfoys, they both knew they had it made. It became somewhat of a competition for them.
They were studying in the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest one night, when Draco suddenly turned to Hermione. "Man, I know this stuff like I know the sky is blue," he said to her, "I betcha I get top score."
Hermione had always been annoyed by shameless bragging. From other people. "No way! I've been studying so much longer than you. I'll definately score highest."
Draco looked at her smugly. "Fine. It's a bet. Winner gets a box of Chocolate Frogs."
"You're on," she replied, her brown eyes staring at his gray ones evenly.
From then on, they studied madly. Harry and Ron even begun to worry about Hermione, and Pansy complained to Draco. "Come on, there's plenty of time to study later, Drakkie." Draco was motivated even more by that, knowing if he spent more time with her, she'd continue to call him that dreadful pet name.
Finally, the day of the exams arrived. They both checked, re-checked, and re-re-checked each question. When they finally got their scores back.
"I scored three higher than you!" Hermione said proudly. "Just wait until next year," Draco said good-naturedly. She laughed, stuffing a Chocolate Frog in her mouth. "Three has always been my lucky number!"