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Chapter 12: Acting as if you are in love

"Draco. What is wrong with you?" Pansy said the one thing everyone in the room thought but had no nerve to say a loud.

"What do you mean Parkinson? There is nothing wrong with me." He glared at her and the rest of the Slytherins.

"You're being nice and for Merlin shake your match is GRANGER. The ugly, little miss know it all, snobby mud blood. How on earth could you be paired with such a person? Not only that you're smiling like you're HAPPY, HAPPY about being with her."

"Parkinson, you have no clue of what you talk about." He said while his body stiffened. He wanted to hit her. Hit her for the fact of her yelling at him, the fact of accusing him of being happy with Hermione and for the fact that she insulted Hermione. He tightened his hands into a fist, trying to control his anger; no scene was needed to be made. Hermione was going to be back within minutes and he didn't want to screw it up.

"DRACO, you know EXCATLY of what I talk about. You're acting as if you were in love with the repulsive mud blood. How pathetic is that!"

"DO NOT TEMPT ME PARKINSON." He roared over her voice. "I will not take this. You are just jealous of her because you think 'repulsive mud blood' is better than you. The mud blood is my match and I won't let the Slytherins suffer. I want to win the house cup so therefore I'm taking the bloody Antantrum for you all so that I CAN at least put up with this horrifying day. SO watch what you say Parkinson or you surely will regret every second of your life henceforth."

Parkinson looked down, ashamed for even bringing the subject up. Draco was right, when would he ever choose a mud blood in his own freewill? She really screwed her chances up with Draco now and possibly forever. Tears welded up in her eyes and a soft whimper escaped from her mouth before she ran away to the girls bathroom bawling.

Slowly each Slytherin moved away from the table to leave Draco alone before he snapped back at them. He looked up seeing one figure remaining after he thought everyone had left. It was Hermione. She didn't look happy. Fear struck instantly into Draco's mind. Did she hear all that was said? Will she understand? He looked at her face; a streak line from a tear was left as evidence on her face that she heard enough.

"Hermione," he said not realizing he actually used her first name for the first time.

"No Malfoy. I don't care. I don't. All I am is an undeserving mud blood. You just wanted to trick me. Maybe you were just using me to get closer to Harry. I actually thought you were different. How could you lie to me? I am such a fool!" she cried out, rubbing her hand over her face before turning around and rushing out the hall's door.

"GRANGER, WAIT!" Draco yelled out "please?" but he was too late, she was too far. I really made a disaster this time. He sighed looking at the rose left behind. He bent over picking up the rose crushed from being stepped on, he lifted the limp petals up before two fell to the ground, he actually felt like crying, but turned it into anger at himself and the rest of the Slytherins that ruined the night.

This is exactly what they needed. The plan was going along well. Professor McGonagall smiled to Professor Trelawny, who predicted such events to happen from her crystal ball.

"This is necessary in order to achieve the goal. You need to make that announcement." Professor McGonagall nodded in result and walked up to the front of the hall cutting the music off short.

"Attention Students, I want to announce something and then you may continue to dance your night away. I'm ecstatic that everyone is getting along with each other and furthermore I am pleased to announce that Antantrum wasn't needed tonight. The matchmakers do not lie about who is meant for each other. No matter the surprises." She looked over to Draco who was upset hesitant to run out in the middle of McGonagall's speech. "So I'd like to express my thanks to each and every one of you who decided to be intelligent mature wizards and witches making good use of each situation and dealing with some particular circumstances many of you may of not liked. We are all very proud of each of you. Enjoy the rest of the ball" she finished walking away back to where all the other Professors stood.

Now it was up to Draco on what fate lied ahead for him.