Chapter 6

Monique's Father, Fille-De-Joies and The Smartest FishiIn The Sea

Quote of the Chapter:

You don't know how sick you make me

You make me fucking sick to my stomach

Everytime I think of you I puke

You must just not know

You may not think you do, but you do

Everytime I think of you I puke

-Eminem "Puke" - Encore

Hermione glared maliciously at Malfoy, as he smirked coherently as Monique and Jordan laughed about something. Jordan was quite a character, Hermione thought to herself. She frowned as she saw Monique raise an eyebrow at him, as she suddenly gave a "why are you being like this" kind of glare to him, and suddenly slapped him hard across his face. People store in shock at Monique as she turned on her heal, and muttered something to Malfoy before they both walked quickly out of the cafeteria, Monique obviously in tears and Malfoy obviously very annoyed he wasn't banging her senseless by now.

"She shouldn't be acting like a slut already with that new kid. God, she can be so slutty sometimes. Last night she called me crying, you know yesterday was the day her dad died. I told her I might be moving and she just kept crying. She doesn't care about anyone EXCEPT for herself." He complained, as many people gave him dirty looks as they ran off to find the girl now in tears. Hermione now had a huge distaste for the Jordan boy. Suddenly, she felt hands wrap around her eyes, and a low male voice whisper in her ear.

"Je M'appelle une pomme de terre. Tu t'appelle un fille-de-joie." The voice whispered, as Hermione bursted out laughing, creating eyes all around the room to give her strange regards as the hands were suddenly pulled from her eyes, and she was met with the hazel eyes of the boy from before, Josh. She smiled, as they nodded their heads, before Josh turned to Jordan.

"I heard what you said. You touch her, or talk to her, and I swear to god, you're going to wish you really were moving. Give her a break you self-obsessed prat, her dad died, she had more to think about then if you were moving. You lie so much she probably didn't even believe you." He snapped at Jordan, before he tugged on Hermione's hand and pulled her away from Jordan, who was now standing alone.

"Let's go find Monique. I'm one of her close friends, I know where she'll be." He said, before strolling quickly through the cafeteria, still holding Hermione's hand as he pulled her through the jungle of people. They walked down a staircase, so that they were on the bottom floor, as they heard a female voice sobbing and a male voice saying what an idiot someone was. They turned the corner, and underneath the stairs, Monique and Malfoy were sitting. Josh let go of Hermione's hand as he inched forward towards Monique.

The sight was truly something she wished she had a camera for. Monique was sobbing by herself, as Draco was a few shuffles of the bum away from her. She was sobbing, her arms wrapped around her and face over colored with red. Josh ran over to her and sat down next to her.

"Do you guys mind giving us some privacy for a few minutes?" Josh asked, as Draco mumbled in agreeance and Hermione nodded. They walked around the bend, as Draco sighed and sat down on the stairs.

"First bloody day of school, and I've already seen a bloody muggle cry. I need some rum." He spat, his legs set apart, as he store down at the gray cement stairs as Hermione rolled her eyes and continued standing.

"Don't you feel at least a LITTLE bit of sadness for her? It sounds like that Jordan kid wasn't what I thought he was in the whole 80 minutes I knew him. " she asked, keeping her tone mutual as she decided she rather not get in an argument right at this moment with him, while there was another girl close to them, bawling her eyes out over a complete git.

"I don't need fucking advice from a mudblood like you." He snapped, before standing up and walking up the stairs, mumbling non-related curses about what a pugly, stupid mudblood she was. She yet again rolled her eyes, as she heard Monique summon the two back in to see her.

"Malfoy…err.. I mean Draco, had to… go to…. The…little boy's room." She lied quickly, before sitting down next to Monique underneath the cramped staircase.

"He's in my french class, so when I see him I'll apologize for randomly crying on him. I'm Monique by the way." She smiled, as she looked up, and Hermione smiled back at the girl who had finally stopped her blubbering. Josh mumbled something about finding Draco, before rushing off, leaving the two girls alone.

"I'm Hermione. Listen, from the whole 80 minutes I talked to Jordan, he seemed really egotistical, don't worry about him. He's an idiot, and if he's going to treat you like that he's not worth your time. If you made a list of all the good points and bad points of him, you'd realize that someone that makes you cry, isn't worth your time at all." She told Monique, as Monique nodded and placed a smile on her slightly red face, as her bloodshot eyes closed for a moment, before opening and looking at Hermione.

"I know I don't really know you, but thanks. How about I show you around the school and we can have some "girl time"?" she asked, before standing up, and cursing as she hit her head on the ledge, making Hermione giggle.

"I'm not the smarted fish in the sea." She shrugged, before linking her arm with Hermione's as they skipped out of the place under the stairs, as Monique yet again hit her head on the ceiling.

Draco walked quickly up the stairs, cursing the day he ever even looked at Granger. Sure, she may have become a super-hot punk, but she had no place to say what he should be feeling. The real question was, what WAS he feeling? Half of him wanted to hit Monique and tell her to stop complaining and go and beat the ass of that Jordan fellow, the other half of him wanted to hold her and tell her it was alright and go kick the ass of that Jordan bitch himself. But, god forbid he did that. He was a Malfoy, he didn't show emotion. He would call Monique that night, pretend to care that she was hurting, then ask her out. Fuck her minds out, then dump her for the next hot piece of ass, regardless of how much it hurt her. He refused to let her inside his mind, no matter how nice or naïve she was. That's just how he was. No one had ever really been worth the time to get inside his mind, they had only seen him as Draco, the prince of slytherin. Holy sex god with too much money they to know what to do with. He truly didn't care about Monique, he sighed as he admitted it to himself. But then why was he thinking about her now? Wondering if she was still crying? Maybe Josh had gotten to her? Maybe Josh was wiping away her tears right now! Looking into her eyes, before closing his eyes and lowering his lips-

"No" he thought to himself, he didn't care. Monique was just the Pansy Parkinson of this school. Sure, she was nice and civil to people (though Pansy was the opposite). Sure, she was decently pretty. What did he care. He wasn't supposed to care. His father had made sure of that. He closed his eyes, as his muscles hunched at the thought of his father. He had always taught him to never convey emotions, because showing emotions was showing weakness. Fools who loved, ended up fools who were dead. There was still a battle back at Hogwarts, and he had a mission to complete. He had his orders from Father. He had to complete them. He could not, would not, let a pretty little muggle, or a newly hot mudblood get in his way. He sighed as he reached his locker and looked through his school bag, pretending to be looking for something as his mind drifted off to think of his mission.

His father had sent an owl after he had told him about this retarded trip he had be chosen to go on, and how it was very much so against his will. But, his father had come up with a plan. Draco frowned, as he thought of how much he detested his Father. His father was the reason he had these walls around him. But in the end, his mind told him his father was right. Falling in love always meant hurting. Malfoys did not end up hurting, they did the hurting. His life would be so confusing without those simple rules. He would not develop feelings for Monique, because he knew he was simply playing with her mind, just like he was played with everyone's mind. Yet, sometimes he felt as if he trusted her. She seemed genuinely nice, and so far, it seemed as if she liked him. Suddenly, he heard a familiar giggle, and a familiar female voice saying "the answer is no." As he turned around and shook his head in disbelief.

Monique, Canterbury's girl-next-door with Hogwart's know-it-all mudblood, Hermione Granger. They were both laughing at something which had to be absolutely hilarious as he saw that Monique was laughing so hard it looked as if she were about to collapse from laughing. She was holding her stomach, and Hermione was bright red from laughing for so long.

Why the fuck are those two here. And why the fuck are they friends? He thought to himself, as suddenly one of his questios was answered for him. Hermione spun the combination of the lock on her locker next to him, as Monique smiled and waved flirtatiously at Draco.

"Draco. I'm sorry for crying and making you uncomfortable, I really didn't mean to, it's just that Jordan Is a dumby and can be so cruel sometimes. He's starting to say I was talking about him and stuff when I wasn't… and he didn't even ask me if I did, he just presumed it. I'm really sorry, and I hope it doesn't stop you from calling me tonight?" she asked, as she slipped her arms around his shoulders, as Draco's eyes widened in shock. Did he care for her? What was he talking about? He's known her for what, 3,4 hours now? How can you have feelings for someone that you've known for such a little amount of time? Thoughts raced through his head? He could do what his heart was telling him to say, or his mind. He could totally play this girl, tell her exactly what she wanted to hear, and get laid in the action. This would be him being cruel, and toying with her emotions; his specialty.

"Your beautiful even when you cry, did you know Monique? I miiight be busy tonight, but I can try to get a few minutes to call you." he smirked handsomely. Hermione rolled her eyes from behind her locker, as Monique blushed and turned her back to Draco. He saw Monique's eyes glance down to her watch as she jumped on spot, and backed away from the two lockers and swore.

"French is in 2 minutes guys, I gotta jet and get my shit, see in you a few." She yelled, before running away and cutting a corner.

"I know what your doing to Monique, don't fuck with her emotions Malfoy. She's an actual decent person, don't you dare even start try to fuck with her emotions, so you can fuck her in your bed." She told him, an angry glare squaring with Draco as he slammed his locker and leaned back onto it.

"Why, I have no idea what you're talking about Granger." He lied his tone too innocent, his voice obviously fake, as she slammed her locker and they both looked at their timetables and she sighed.

"We're on the second floor; our french is on the third." She said, as they walked down the corridor and found a flight of stairs. He nodded, as they walked up the stairs in unison, as Draco cursed at a boy who walked into him.

"Bang off you bloody muggle!" Draco yelled at the boy, as the boy with the blonde hair raised an eye brow continued walking. Hermione coughed a laugh, as she saw Draco raise an eye brow at the boy and flip him the finger.

"They don't know what muggle means, remember?" she said, as Draco suddenly seemed to realize who he was walking with.

"Why are you talking to me?" he asked coldly, before pumping his legs into a run, as she saw him open the door at the top of the stairs, and turn the corner, and walk into a noisy room. She sighed, realizing even if Monique and Draco were friends, her and him would never get along. She opened the door, as she saw Josh and waved at him. He blushed and waved back, as he continued walking by her, and blew back a kiss, jokingly. She joined him in a blush, as she turned the corner, and found the door Draco had walked into. She walked in, and dropped her books onto an empty desk at the front of the class.. She turned her head, to realize Monique and Draco were having another one of their flirtatious conversations at the back of the class, as she saw Monique wave her over, and as Draco rolled his eyes, though it went unnoticed by Monique. She sighed, walking over. This was going to be a long class.