I stopped dead and gawked at her. I was wrong; she's not very
attractive. She's REALLY attractive. I noticed that Jacob and Derek were
standing either side of me, also staring up at her. "Whoa, who's she?"
Derek asked, smiling broadly. "Yeah, and what house is she from?" Jacob
added, putting his hands on his hips and looked dreamily at Granger. "Her
name's Hermione Granger. She's from Gryffindor and she's a Mudblood. And
she hangs around with Potter and Weasley," I said, as she and the other two
turned a corner and disappeared.
"What?" Jacob said a while later, as we hurried down the deserted stone tunnel leading to our common room, "That was a Mudblood? Tell me you're joking." I shook my head. "She was attacked when we were in second year"
"Shame. We would've been perfect together if she was in Slytherin" Jacob said, "Polyjuice Potion." We had reached the wall that concealed the Slytherin entrance, but it suddenly disappeared. "Hey, they made a few changes. That was cool. It's a lot faster too," I said, changing the subject. "Whatever," Derek said, "Hey Jake, did you see the way she climbed those steps? Now that's the way a girl should walk." We sat down around the fireplace. "Yeah I saw that, but check out what I'm seeing now" Jacob said, jerking his thumb backwards. Derek and I tilted our heads and saw Pansy Parkinson walking toward us. She was more attractive than last year, but in my opinion, Granger still beats her by 100%.
"Hi guys" Pansy said, sitting on one of the chairs next to me, "What's new?" "Nothing much" Jacob said innocently. I snorted. "They were talking about a certain Mudblood who's in a certain house and hangs around with a boy whose forehead has a lightning bolt shaped scar." I said impatiently. Pansy raised one of her eyebrows. "That's what every boy in Slytherin is talking about. Everywhere I go they're talking about Granger" she said, looking around the half full common room. "I hate to say this, but she IS mighty attractive this year."
"OH MY GOD!" Jacob, Derek and I said at the same time. "Pansy Parkinson? Actually saying something nice about an attractive Mudblood from a different house? Impossible!!" Jacob said, clutching his chest. "Did someone spike your food or something?" Derek asked disbelievingly. "Okay, who are you and what have you done to the real Pansy Parkinson?" I asked. Pansy shrugged. "Hey, I changed over the summer," she said, "My cousin changed me and made me a bit nicer."
I rolled my eyes. "Pansy, I really think I liked you better a bit less nicer," I said, "Because the idea of you being nicer is unnerving." "Yeah. VERY unnerving" Jacob and Derek said at the same time. "Well, I better get going. See you guys tomorrow" Pansy said. And she went off to the girls' dormitories.
"Let's change the subject," I said. "How about Quidditch? Are you guys going to try out for the team this year?" Jacob asked. Derek and I nodded. "I don't need to," I said, "I'm team captain." Jacob and Derek stared at me. "WHAT??" They both asked. "Professor Snape sent me a letter in the summer. He said I've been promoted from Seeker to team captain." I said. "You're lucky, man" Derek said, "My sister is urging me to be a Beater." "Duh. She's one of the Beaters of the Silver Serpents. I saw the Quidditch Cup last year, and they won. I hear they're all from Slytherin, too, and they made the team just for Slytherin" Jacob said. "Like you think I didn't know that?" Derek said angrily. They both argued on, until I finally realized the time. "Guys, it's 1:00 in the morning. We need to get some sleep or we'll be late tomorrow," I shouted over their argument.
They both stopped and went up the boys' staircase sulkily. I followed them, and went to bed quietly. I stared up at the dark ceiling, thinking about today. About Crabbe and Goyle avoiding me, I'll deal with them tomorrow, the trip on the Hogwarts Express, and Hermione Granger. Wait a minute, why would I want to think about her? She's a filthy Mudblood and a know-it-all. But somehow, I just can't get her off my mind.
"What?" Jacob said a while later, as we hurried down the deserted stone tunnel leading to our common room, "That was a Mudblood? Tell me you're joking." I shook my head. "She was attacked when we were in second year"
"Shame. We would've been perfect together if she was in Slytherin" Jacob said, "Polyjuice Potion." We had reached the wall that concealed the Slytherin entrance, but it suddenly disappeared. "Hey, they made a few changes. That was cool. It's a lot faster too," I said, changing the subject. "Whatever," Derek said, "Hey Jake, did you see the way she climbed those steps? Now that's the way a girl should walk." We sat down around the fireplace. "Yeah I saw that, but check out what I'm seeing now" Jacob said, jerking his thumb backwards. Derek and I tilted our heads and saw Pansy Parkinson walking toward us. She was more attractive than last year, but in my opinion, Granger still beats her by 100%.
"Hi guys" Pansy said, sitting on one of the chairs next to me, "What's new?" "Nothing much" Jacob said innocently. I snorted. "They were talking about a certain Mudblood who's in a certain house and hangs around with a boy whose forehead has a lightning bolt shaped scar." I said impatiently. Pansy raised one of her eyebrows. "That's what every boy in Slytherin is talking about. Everywhere I go they're talking about Granger" she said, looking around the half full common room. "I hate to say this, but she IS mighty attractive this year."
"OH MY GOD!" Jacob, Derek and I said at the same time. "Pansy Parkinson? Actually saying something nice about an attractive Mudblood from a different house? Impossible!!" Jacob said, clutching his chest. "Did someone spike your food or something?" Derek asked disbelievingly. "Okay, who are you and what have you done to the real Pansy Parkinson?" I asked. Pansy shrugged. "Hey, I changed over the summer," she said, "My cousin changed me and made me a bit nicer."
I rolled my eyes. "Pansy, I really think I liked you better a bit less nicer," I said, "Because the idea of you being nicer is unnerving." "Yeah. VERY unnerving" Jacob and Derek said at the same time. "Well, I better get going. See you guys tomorrow" Pansy said. And she went off to the girls' dormitories.
"Let's change the subject," I said. "How about Quidditch? Are you guys going to try out for the team this year?" Jacob asked. Derek and I nodded. "I don't need to," I said, "I'm team captain." Jacob and Derek stared at me. "WHAT??" They both asked. "Professor Snape sent me a letter in the summer. He said I've been promoted from Seeker to team captain." I said. "You're lucky, man" Derek said, "My sister is urging me to be a Beater." "Duh. She's one of the Beaters of the Silver Serpents. I saw the Quidditch Cup last year, and they won. I hear they're all from Slytherin, too, and they made the team just for Slytherin" Jacob said. "Like you think I didn't know that?" Derek said angrily. They both argued on, until I finally realized the time. "Guys, it's 1:00 in the morning. We need to get some sleep or we'll be late tomorrow," I shouted over their argument.
They both stopped and went up the boys' staircase sulkily. I followed them, and went to bed quietly. I stared up at the dark ceiling, thinking about today. About Crabbe and Goyle avoiding me, I'll deal with them tomorrow, the trip on the Hogwarts Express, and Hermione Granger. Wait a minute, why would I want to think about her? She's a filthy Mudblood and a know-it-all. But somehow, I just can't get her off my mind.