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Half an hour later, Draco found himself once again inside the common room that he shared with Hermione Granger.

Apparently, the Head Girl herself hasn't come back from her duty. Draco on the other hand was deep in thought while slowly pacing around the common room.

--Why did I act that way towards Granger? The Gryffindor never had an effect like that on me. --

Draco gazed upon the bathroom door.

Seeing himself crash into the bathroom only to come out carrying a frail body that belonged to Hermione Granger herself, seemed just like a figment of his imagination.

Draco then glanced at the spot where they both stood a few hours ago.

--Standing so close, yet feeling so far...--

"Merlin, why am I becoming like this?" Draco asked out loud. "I must be going mental." The Slytherin added as he shook his head.

Draco then stopped pacing.

"I can't take this anymore" and with that Draco got out of the common room, hopefully wishing he could find a place where he wouldn't have to think about…

"Granger!" Draco said in surprise as he bumped into her as he made his way out of the entrance.

The brown haired brunette decided to ignore him once more as she entered the common room without looking at him.

As Draco was about to follow her back in, she closed the entrance in his face.

"That's right Granger; don't let me come to you. It'll only make my thoughts more compelling than they already are." Draco said softly.

But then, a thought came across the Slytherin's mind; --What if she were to kill herself once more?--

Draco considered this for a second before "Let her, I won't even get in her way." and started walking as he silently laughed to himself.

As Draco walked in an empty corridor, he turned to a corner, only to bump into "The-boy-who-wouldn't-die Potter and his ever hopeless friend, Weasley." Malfoy addressed.

"What happened to Hermione last night, Malfoy?" asked Harry.

"Nothing that both of you want to know" answered Draco, as he continued to walk past them.

Just as Draco was about to take another step, someone grabbed his collar from behind, causing him to turn around.

"We're not finished with you yet, Malfoy." Ron growled. The blonde then noticed how the red haired said his name with so much malice.

"Well I am, Weasley." Malfoy replied with as much malice. Draco then turned around to continue his journey once more.

Ron then grabbed Draco's cloak once more and without a choice, the Slytherin was forced to turn around once again; only to come in contact with a wand in his throat.

"I'm going to ask you once more, Malfoy." Harry began "What happened to Hermione last night?"

--Why won't these bloody Gryffindors just leave me in peace?--Draco thought angrily.

"Listen Potter, why are you asking me?" Replied Draco angrily as he pushed to wand out of his face and shoving Ron away.

"Why don't you just ask her yourself, aren't you after all her friend?" the blonde asked in the same tone. Draco then saw an angry glint in both Harry and Ron's eyes.

"Oh, now I remember," Draco added loudly. "She didn't even want to talk friends like you! She told me personally herse-!" before Draco could even finish, he got punch squarely in the jaw by Ron.

Draco staggered a few steps back as he touched his jaw.

Feeling that his jaw was still in place but bleeding profusely, Draco spat out some blood and said "You're going to regret what you did, Weasel."

Not even wanting to wait for a reply, Draco quickly walked away from them and out of the corridor.

Draco managed to clean his mouth up and was now walking far away from his problems.

Soon, the Slytherin ended up on the school grounds.

The sky was grey with clouds, and cool breeze blew at him. Draco decided to spend his time here.

Sitting down, Draco felt all of his problems and worry fade away. Draco savored the moment while it lasted.

--

Draco soon lost track of time as he fell into a light slumber. But then hearing thunder rumble in a distance, Draco decided to get up and go back into the castle.

Reaching the entrance, Draco said the password and went in.

Draco saw Hermione Granger reading a particularly large book which was propped onto the table.. --Probably she got it from the library-- Draco thought as he rolled his eyes.

Hermione didn't seem to take notice of Draco as he entered.

The Slytherin then sauntered his way to the Gryffindor.

"What are you reading, Head Girl?" Draco asked as he looked over her shoulder to get a better view on the book.

Hermione didn't bother to answer as she was too intrigued by the book. She slowly read a passage on a page with her index finger guiding her.

Draco then sat down on an armchair and looked at her.

After a few moments, Hermione continued reading and Draco slowly became bored watching her. The Slytherin watched as the skies outside became a dark grey and rain started to come down on the window.

"For Merlin's sake Granger!" Draco suddenly said out loud, causing Hermione to jump ever so slightly "You've been reading the same page over and over again!" Draco pointed out as he watched her five minutes ago. "Don't you think you should've moved on to the next page by now?" The Head Boy suggested.

Looking away from the book, and looking quite irritated, "For your information, Malfoy" Hermione replied in her ever so calm voice, "I read in whatever way I want to read. You're not the one reading the book."

Tilting his head to his side, "But you have been reading the exact same page for over five minutes," said Draco, "Tell me Granger, are the words too bloody small to read?" The Slytherin asked.

"No they are not, Malfoy." The brunette answered, "I just wanted to fully understand and re-read the information" She said.

"Really?" Draco asked "Your brain is even slower than I thought."

Hermione didn't reply, instead, she book marked the page before closing the book and went in the toilet.

"You better not kill yourself again, Granger. I'm getting tired of saving your life." Draco called out to her.

"Then why are you always doing it anyways?" Hermione replied before locking the door.

"I don't know, Granger. I absolutely don't know." Draco said to himself.

The blonde sat in the armchair, and listened to the rain getting heavier on the windows. Out of boredom, Draco glanced at his surroundings. His gaze then went on the large book on the table.

'Death and Resurrection' It read.

Draco took a quick glance at the closed bathroom door. --Surely Granger would take her time, right?--

He looked back at the book, wanting its contents to be read. Out of curiosity as to why Hermione was reading this kind of book in the first place, he leaned closer to book and opened to the bookmarked page.

'It has been said that few wizards have died and came back to life without ever remembering they died in the-'

Before Draco could finish the sentence, Hermione came from behind and shut the book.

"Hey!" Draco began "I was reading that!"

"Too bad," Hermione replied "I didn't want you to." She then hugged the book against her chest.

"I want to finish reading that book, Granger." Draco said as he held out his hand for the book.

Instead of giving the book from him, Hermione walked to her stairs.

"Turn around when I'm talking to you, Granger" Draco growled.

"I'm sorry," Hermione replied as she continued walking up the stairs and never facing him "I don't take orders from you, Malfoy."

Hermione then clicked her door close.

Anger quickly boiled in him and he released it by cursing and yelling his voice out.

Unfortunately, the deafening thunder blocked out his voice until not even a word could be heard.

--

"Why are you here, Draco?" asked Blaise as he lazily watched the Head Boy pace around the Slytherin common room.

"Can't I be here? After all, this is my house, Blaise." Draco answered as he continued to pace.

The Slytherin common room was particularly empty since the inhabitants were away.

"The Head Girl is getting to my head." Draco said to himself.

"Oh?" enquired Blaise "How so?"

"I myself don't know, but there's this kind of aura around her that makes me…" Draco trailed off.

"Infatuated with her perhaps?" the dark haired boy suggested.

Draco stopped pacing to face his friend. "Now why would you get an idea like that, Blaise?" asked Draco "She's a bloody Gryffindor who I shouldn't spend my time on."

"Well, you're always 'spending your time' as you say, to be with her in your common room?"Answered Blaise as he raised his eyebrow.

"You do know that the Head Boy and Head Girl are supposed to work together on assignments and such," Replied Draco.

"Yes, but every time?" Blaise asked as his gaze never left the Head Boy.

Unable to answer, Draco continued pacing.

"Do you really think she is a worthless Gryffindor that you shouldn't spend your time on, Draco?" Blaise asked as he walked up to the fireplace.

"Yes," The blonde answered with a scoff. "She doesn't even deserve to live."

Turning around to face Draco, Blaise replied "Then why did you save her life from that squid?"

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