1a/n: sorry this is taking so long guys. I've been really busy lately what with gymnastics and school and everything. Please r&r!
"What are you doing here?", Hermione shouted at Draco.
"I'm Head Boy!", replied Draco. "What are you doing here?".
"I'm Head Girl!", she retaliated.
Then they just stood and looked at each other in shock.
Well, this explains the password, Hermione thought. Never Again.
When Hermione shot Draco a death glare that so much resembled Ron's, he was so surprised that he almost forgot to pull a face back at her.
Almost.
He sneered at her, she put on a face of mock horror and turned to look out the window.
Draco, unintentionally following Hermione's actions, turned to stare out the window, too. There was nothing interesting outside, so he just stared at the walls of the carriage, studying the zig-zagging print over and over again.
Hermione decided to turn her attention back to the carriage. Everything outside was so...dull. She sneaked a glance at Draco, and saw that he was intently studying the walls.
Whoa, thought Hermione, he has to have serious problems if he's just staring at the walls.
Strangely enough, she found herself doing exactly the same thing. The zig-zagged pattern was etching itself in her brain.
With both of them just staring at the wall, the carriage stopping was the most exciting event that had happened the whole hour they were being pulled by the threstrals.
Draco stood up, pushed Hermione out of the doorway, and strutted off.
Don't you let him get to you, Hermione she thought to herself. He's just Malfoy, just Malfoy.
Hermione hopped out of her carriage and hurried to update Harry and Ron. She knew Ron wouldn't be happy, but she wasn't sure how Harry would react.
Probably calmly, she thought to herself.
Ron was head-over-heels for her and Harry cared for her deeply. As friends, and only friends.
When she had finished informing the boys, their reactions were exactly as she had imagined them.
"I'll kill him, 'Mione, I'll kill him if you want me to.", Ron offered. She shook her head. She didn't want her best friends and her room-mate to kill each other, although she already knew that was the intentions of both.
Harry reacted as calmly as she had thought he would. "Are you okay with that 'Mi?" She loved it when he called her 'Mi. It was like he was giving her nickname ('Mione) a nickname.
"Yeah," she said. "I can handle him. I'll ask you guys for help if I ever need it."
"Sure, 'Mi." Harry said. "We'll always be here."
Draco had just finished telling Crabbe, Goyle, and Parkinson about his encounter with Granger. Pansy clung to him, shrieked, and Draco shrugged her off.
"Do you want me to get rid of her for you, Drakey? 'Cause I will, Drakey, I will." Crabbe and Goyle silently agreed.
"No, Panz, don't kill her. At least, not yet."
Pansy looked utterly shocked.
