"You heartless bastard, why don't you go and bed that Parkinson slut of yours?" Hermione screamed, her face now growing very red.

"Oh you shouldn't be talking Mudblood what about your man-whore weasel?" Draco yelled back at her.

There they were, yet again having one of their arguments. They had long forgotten why they were even arguing to start with.

"Oh that's right, you are such an ugly little Mudblood whore, even weasel king doesn't want to look at you."

That was too much for Hermione, a loud crack was heard through the corridor. She had just slapped Draco Malfoy, the prince of Slytherin. As she left, tears in her eyes, she knew he would get her back.

Once she got to the common room, she jumped up on her king-sized bed and sobbed. When she finally got done, she looked around the gold and silver colored room. She thought this year would be good, no great. She was head girl and had came back to Hogwarts with a new look. Her hair had straightened out and now cascaded down her back in soft waves. She also now wore make-up, not a lot , just enough to look natural. Am I still ugly? she thought. Would she ever feel pretty? -

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Draco was furious, that was the second time that Mudblood Granger had slapped him. Now he had dirty Mudblood germs all over his face. He was so blinded with rage that he didn't watch where he was going and ran into Blaise Zabini.

"Whoa man, what's gotten into you?" Blaise asked with his hands up in mock surrender.

"Stupid Granger hit me again," Draco grumbled, gritting his teeth.

"Why cant you two just try and get along?" Blaise sighed, "I mean its not like your father can do anything to you now."

This was true, seeing as both of their fathers were caught and locked up in Azkaban over the summer.

"Well if you like Granger so much, then why don't you date her?" Draco snapped. You would think he had a big crush the Mudblood, standing up for her like that.

"Sorry no can do, I am dating Ginny," Blaise replied.

"Weasel chick? How could you possibly sink so low as to date some muggle-loving chick? That isn't much better than dating a Mudblood.
What is wrong with you?" Draco spat at him.

"Maybe one day you will understand." Blaise sighed walking off. Leaving Draco to continue his fuming.

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Ginny came in to see Hermione later that night after finding her absent from dinner. When she walked into the Head Girls room she found Hermione softly crying.

"Hey, what's wrong Mione?" Ginny asked while rubbing her back in a comforting way.

"Ginny am I ugly?" Hermione sniffled. She looked up to meet Ginny's concerned eyes.

"Ohmigosh, did Malfoy tell you that? You are not ugly Hermione. He probably just wishes that he could have a girl like you instead of Parkinslut" Ginny told her.