Friday, November 1st 9:35 a.m. Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Class
"You will be in teams of two for this project." Stated McGonagall as she walked around the room." the point of this project is to research an animal of your choosing and what spells will be needed to change a desk in to the animal and the spells needed to change that animal in to a desk.
The teams will be as fallow, there will be no switching partners. You don't like that person, tough.
Potter, Goyle
Weasley, Crabbe
Granger, Malfoy
Bulstrode, Patil
the list paired the most unlikely pairs together, it was horrible. Gryffindors and Slytherins in groups? This could mean trouble.
Of all the people he could have been paired with, He had to be paired with a mudblood and a Gryffindor, though, at least he was bound a good grade.
Of all the people she could have been paired with, she had to be paired with the most evilest person in the world not to mention a competitor on the quidditch field. The field that she would face that horrid green team tomorrow.
Hermione was pretty too. No... wait... she was not pretty, she is a mudblood and not pretty at all with her bushy hair and beaver like... no normal teeth. Whoa that's a change. When did that happen?
Draco was so handsome. It was great, his silvery blonde hair draping over his face when ever he bent forward... wait what was she saying? She can't like DRACO MALFOY.
The partners moved to tables to sit together. Draco sat down in the chair next to Hermione's. Hermione had already pulled her advanced transfiguration book out of her bag and was deeply immersed in page 3.
"Granger" said Draco sitting down and looking at her face.
"Malfoy" said Hermione turning the page
The bell rang and Hermione started to stuff her book, quill, parchment, and ink in to her heavy bag.
"umm..." said Hermione trying not to look at his handsome angelic face as she moved her arthimancy book around so she could find a nice spot for her ink "we have a week to do this so why don't you meet me in the library after dinner, about 7?"
"can't, quidditch practice." Draco said swinging his bag over his shoulder and walking toward Crabbe and Goyle
"ok, whatever." Hermione walked calmly past him still searching for a spot for her ink. She joined Harry and Ron by the door and they walked up the marble staircase to charms with Flitwick
Draco watched her walk down the hallway. Did he actually think she looked pretty, and what was that scent she had on. It was so mellow but so beautiful. He walked out of the classroom to herbology.
Her beauty would not get her anywhere tomorrow at the match. No where at all.
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