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Chapter 2: Life at Hogwarts

"Intellect" Malfoy grumbled the password to the Portrait before the Head Boy and Girl's common room. In response to the spoken password, the old man with a blizzard white beard standing before him wearing a knight guarding and shield, nodded and the door opened; Draco entered the room.

Immediately he saw her studying as usual in front of the fireplace on her favorite chair in which she claimed at the beginning of the year. She had a soft smile as she read happily in the thick book, carefully holding the edges as if it were fine porcelain. Draco looked at her with disgust then acknowledged her hoping to get the chance to annoy her.

"Granger" he said coldly, as he walked further into the room to where he was between Hermione and the path to his bedroom.

"Malfoy" she said just as cold without looking up from her books, showing that he didn't hold much interest in her mind.

This was how the nights were after all their duties were finished in the common room. Draco would return to the room, where Hermione was already with her head in her book in her favorite chair. Then he would walk over to his desk lean back in his chair skim through a couple of books and did any absolutely necessary homework before dismissing himself to his bedroom where he changed into his green pajama pants without a shirt on. He wanted to do as he liked and that included him being shirtless.

As Draco changed he allowed his mind to drift to memories of how Granger would fight with him about him not wearing a shirt.

"Malfoy, Put a shirt on, I don't want to see that." Hermione said the first night in the commons standing before him with her arms crossed and a serious look upon her face.

"Oh quiet retched Mud blood; I can do as I please. If I don't want to wear a shirt, I don't have to wear a shirt. You're just going to have to get used to seeing this smashing body every night in just this manner. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a paper to write."

"MALFOY, I don't want to see you parading around in the common room while I'm doing my homework!" Hermione managed to get out before Draco cut her off rudely.

"Oh so me being here without my shirt off is a distraction to you. Merlin, I know I'm irresistible Granger. All the girls want me, do you think it's hard for me to think that you DON'T want a piece of this" he said flinging out his arms to show all. Hermione attempted to hide her blush but he saw it, only he didn't acknowledged it a loud. Hermione regained herself for a split second before looking up with a colder stare back into the heartless boy that stood before her.

"NO. It's distracting because it's a disgusting sight to see that stings my eyes, now if you will please, put on a shirt!" Hermione demanded while tapping her shirt hoping that he was going to actually listen even though her gut feeling had told her he wouldn't anyway.

"Oh, all the more reason to leave it off, Granger." He said smirking before sitting down at his desk to start writing his paper while leaning back in the chair with a satisfied smile as he grabbed his writing utensil.

"I can't stand you." She said irritated. Hermione had always liked to have the last word in their arguments. Draco raised an eyebrow and looked over to her while she sat there with an angry and stubborn face.

"I know, and I'm not going to put a shirt on and that's that." He replied smiling and with that he got up with his papers in decision of doing his work in his bedroom blowing off any chance for Hermione to get a possible reply in.

Draco chuckled as he stepped out of his room making his way back to his desk. He looked over and sure enough, she was still there reading her book but there was an annoyed look hiding behind it. Hermione knew he was in the common room now, she could feel the burning aura around her body, not only that but she knew that he was looking at her. She wanted to pretend that he wasn't there but it was already hard so her stare into her book hardened waiting for him to leave the room.

Hermione just couldn't stand him. She couldn't stand the fact that she got stuck with him; she still is surprised that he was announced as the Head Boy. It was simply unfair, completely and entirely unfair. He purposely wouldn't wear a shirt while he was downstairs with her in the common room late at night when they studied, he would try to pick fights with her and the same routine was getting to be a complete bore to her. She sighed aloud as she thought of how much she couldn't stand him as she read more on new Spells.

Draco couldn't concentrate on his paper; he was bored out of his mind. Suddenly he plopped down onto the ground doing push ups. Hermione looked over curious to what the noise was. She rolled her eyes as she saw Draco lift his body up and down from the ground over and over. She looked back to her book and continued to read until Draco's breathing increased to be louder than silent as he continued to into more amounts of push ups. Hermione sighed in annoyance and looked over to Draco.

"Malfoy, do you mind? I'm trying to read here." She said in a huff.

"What? You know, such good looks need to be managed, even though most of mine are just plain genetic. Do you honestly have a problem with me exercising?" he raised his eyebrow knowing the slightest amount of noise made Hermione upset, but for once he didn't intend to piss her off with his breathing while exercising, he made her mad innocently, humorous he thought to himself. But it allowed him to cause her some agony so he went with it using the innocent disturbance as a good excuse to get a rouse out of angering Hermione yet again.

"Shut up Malfoy. Your looks don't work for everyone. You're still a disgusting Ferret in my point of view." She glared hoping that he would feel intimated.

"Do you honestly think that pathetic excuse of an insult would hurt me Mud blood?" he replied. Hermione furrowed her eyebrows and paused, he knew that he got her caught into thinking of something she could insult him with, and without having a situation going on between them other than he made noise while she read.

"I only use such 'pathetic' insults as you say, so that you could completely comprehend that it is an insult. I thought I'd save you the shame, even though you deserve it." She said harshly.

"Save me the Shame? Ha. So I guess you care for me the slightest bit, aw you don't want me to be that embarrassed after all, do you Granger?" he replied with an evil smirk, he knew what he said would twist Hermione's nerves.

"I really loathe you Malfoy" she said as she slammed her book closed rushing to her room in a rush of anger. Draco laughed as he turned off the lights with his wand and left for bed. He paused looking at her door as he thought his reply, I loathe you too Granger.