Mean and Nice?
This is a HG/DM fanfic so if you have a problem with that then don't read this. Yes, it's that simple! Yay. Heh.
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"Denise! Vicky! Wake up! Quidditch game starts in two hours!" Hermione groaned as she couldn't get her friends to wake up.
"Why wake us up 2 hours early?" Vicky murmured.
"We can have enough time to get ready for Quidditch and we can actually have breakfast!" She said and nudged Denise awake.
"I need a warm shower." Denise said yawning a little bit and going in the bathroom.
Everyone was reading in half an hour and they went down into the Common Room. Ron and Harry went with Hermione and her friends. They both seemed to have gotten prepared better then the girls because they already had nice new robes on.
"Don't mind me asking, but how did you afford those?" Vicky pointed to the boys robe.
"George and Fred with there shop. They give me half of the money they get..." Ron answered.
"Oh, hey Ron, can you share?" She grinned in his face.
"Why?" He stared at her and smirked a little.
"BECAUSE... it's going to snow soon and I don't have much money to even afford one original ink bottle!" Vicky nudged him.
"Fine. Denise, want some?" Ron turned to her.
"Yes, that would be great. Thanks." Denise smiled.
"What about you 'Mione?" Ron said.
"Nah, it's okay. I could live without new robes." Hermione said when they got out of the Common Room.
"It's going to be really cold, Hermione." Harry warned her.
"I know." She sighed not really caring. "I'll get more money to afford a robe or two."
"If you say so..." Ron told her.
"Finally we are early to breakfast." Vicky said as they got into the Great Hall and sat at there table.
Not much people were there but a lot of people were already walking in. Vicky shoved about 3 or 4 warm biscuits when Harry and Ron were chewing on some cookies or toast. Denise was getting carrots and a few other stuff.
Hermione took a bite from her toast and she talked to Harry and Ron while she could before they had to leave for Quidditch. Vicky talked to Ron a bit more and Hermione amused she liked him or something.
"What do you think of Ron?" Vicky asked Hermione when they both left.
"A nice guy." She answered.
"Really? Only?" Vicky looked at her.
"Yes, why? Do you like him?" Hermione grinned.
"No, what? Do I seem like it? That obvious?" She looked nervous.
"Obvious." Denise giggled at her friend.
"Oh god, do you think he noticed?" Vicky asked them.
"He wouldn't notice that stuff. I hear he has been talking about you." Hermione winked at her.
Denise giggled even more as Vicky's face turned to a bright pink. They soon left the Great Hall and they went to the Quidditch field. The 3 of them sat together staring at Harry and Ron. It was Ravenclaw vs. Gryffindors. Hermione saw Draco on the far side watching the game.
Draco leaned against a wall near the Gryffindors stands. He saw Hermione look at him in the corner of his eye. Hurt was in her eyes and it made him sting to the bone. She slowly turned to the side and gazed at the field.
"Hermione why do you always look like something died?" Denise asked.
"What?" Hermione turned to Denise raising her eyebrow at her confused.
"You always look so sad and tearful... I was wondering why..." Denise half smiled at her.
"I don't..." Hermione told her.
"Yeah you do, 'Mione! We will find out sooner or later." Vicky had say.
"Whatever." Hermione said under her breathe.
A lot of people cheered and clapped. "Hermione! Did you see that! Harry got the snitch!" Denise grinned standing up clapping.
"No, you both distracted me." She huffed and walked away.
She had a feeling someone was following her and constantly turned around a few times to see if anyone was behind her. People were still in the Quidditch field still. She sighed to herself and felt something grab her hand.
Hermione turned around quickly and stared at a brown haired boy who was in Slytherin.
"Let go of me." She told him.
"Sowwy. I trwied cwalling you bwut you didnw't notice me." He talked funny. "I gwot in a fwight with swomeone and they pwunched me, they made my tooth gwet a bit loose. It hwurts rweally bad. Pwease, cwan you fix that?"
"Weren't you one of those Slytherins playing Quidditch with Draco and I? Your the one who made me almost smash my head.." She said.
"I'm sowwyyy..." He groaned holding his mouth.
"How do I know if you really mean it?" Hermione looked at him.
"Pwease..." He groaned more.
"Okay." Hermione said pulling out her wand.
She put a little healing charm. His tooth was bloody a little bit and it wasn't as loose as before. It was sore and his mouth would be okay later. She walked with him back to Hogwarts and had a conversation.
"—Yeah I have always been interested in books. Anyway, I'm Richard. Richard Swel" He smiled.
"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger." She introduced herself.
"See you later." He said and waved a little as he went around the corner.
Hermione grinned to herself and found some Slytherins were really nice. She started to walk around a corner to get to the common room. She wondered why her friends were.
"What was that?!" someone said from behind.
Hermione got startled and saw her friends behind her. "What?"
"Hello, Hermione." Vicky started.
"We saw you with that mean Slytherin guy. You were talking to him? You helped him?" Denise stared at her.
"Yes, so?" Hermione told them and went into the common room with them.
"Don't you think that Malfoy might get jealous?" Denise said.
"Excuse me?" Hermione choked out.
"Don't you think that Malfoy might get jealous?" She repeated.
"I heard what you said the first time but who cares about him?" Hermione said.
"You care about him. I can see it in yours eyes." Denise sat on the couch staring at her friend.
"No, I don't. You can't see anything like that in my eyes only coldness and hatred for him." Hermione sat in a chair across from her.
"That's just what you think." Vicky sat down too.
"Well who cares? I don't like him. He's not my boyfriend or anything so it's certainly not my problem is it?" Hermione said and went to her dormitory.
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"You did what!!?" Draco glared at Richard.
"So...?" Richard mumbled looking annoyed.
"How could you talk to a Mudblood?" Draco stared.
"Well I went up to her and asked her for help..." Richard started.
"Slytherins don't ask Gryffindors or Mudbloods for help!" Draco interrupted.
"We started to talk after that.... so?" Richard went on.
"She's a Mudblood!" Draco sat down in a chair crossing his arms.
"Who cares about your blood type anyway?" Richard glared at him.
"Slytherins do!" He yelled.
"Well I'm a Slytherin who doesn't." Richard turned to the side ignoring Draco's look.
Draco just walked away and went to the Great Hall for dinner. He glanced at the Gryffindors table and saw Hermione talking happily to her friends. She smiled at them and turned to the side then saw Draco. She frowned and turned the other side.
He glared at her and mumbled about how she was a Mudblood. Next day should be better. He was going to go to Hogsmeade after all. He could be away from her. Just have to go through a few more hours.
"Draco, what's on your mind?" Pansy grinned at him.
"Nothing... If something was then why would I tell you?" Draco glared.
"You love me don't you?" Pansy frowned.
He just rolled his eyes and pushed her aside. "I never did."
"Your father wrote me a letter saying I should date you and everything." She batted her eyelashes.
"Your point is...?" Draco looked annoyed.
"Your my boyfriend!" Pansy sneered.
"Yeah right. Like I would date a girl like you." Draco hissed.
"You know you love me." Pansy put her arms around his neck.
"I sure know I don't!" Draco got up and walked away.
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