Disclaimer: Once again, these characters do not belong to me. They are the property of Mrs. J.K Rowling. Thank You very much too her, because no one could come up with characters as good as these.
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Chapter 2: The Great Hall and the Great Fights
"I love you" Draco whispered quietly to himself as he heard the portrait shut with a snap. He laid down his Potions book on the wooden table in front of him and pulled out a picture of Hermione from the back of it. He found this picture of her in the common room one day. "She probably forgot it when she was putting together all of her pictures in the beginning of the school term. I'm glad she forgot it. Now I can look at her 24/7 if I'd like." Draco had kissed the picture and placed it back inside his Potions book.
"Why am I mean to her all the time? It comes to me like a second nature. It's like I can't help it. All of the other years of school she was just the ugly little mudblood. But this year, this year she's changed. This year she has a little attitude which I love! Looks like she wasn't going to let me ruin her last year at Hogwarts with my cocky comments. But mostly importantly, this year she's…beautiful. With her straight honey brown hair, it's not bushy like it use to be. And her gorgeous hazel eyes. Oh, Merlin she's just perfect. I was pissed when I found out that I had to move in with her for the whole year. But now I'm even more glad that I was made Head Boy, than before I had to move in with Hermione. I wish I could just tell her how I feel, how much she means to me. But I cant.
"First of all Pansy would be furious with me. But well, I hate the fat pig anyway, so if I tell Hermione, getting Pansy off my back would be good. Oh, whatever. Second, telling Hermione means a major dent in my reputation. Which a Malfoy always needs to be spotless. Third, and most important, father would kill me! I mean literally murder me, even though I am his only child, not to mention only son. I can just see the headline in the Daily Prophet now, 'Heir of Malfoy's Falls For Muggle Born.' If only I had some clue that she felt the same was for me as I feel for her, I might think of telling her. But we would have to keep it a major secret! That way I might just have someone who loves me, besides my mother. Father only wants me to have a clean reputation and to survive so I can be the heir to the family fortune. This is to frustrating, I'm going to get something to eat."
Draco gathered up his books in his bag, put his robes on and started down to the Great Hall.
Hermione entered the Great Hall and looked down at her watch and saw that she was a half an hour late. She didn't worry though, she knew that Harry and Ron would have saved her a seat by them. She looked up the Gryffindor table and spotted them. She hurried over to them, said "Good Morning" and started to fill her plate up with food and her goblet with pumpkin juice. "Holy Merlin your hungry this morning 'Mione are you feeling alright?" said Ron
"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't get that much sleep last night so I'm just a little hungry."
"A little hungry?" Harry added
"Malfoy wasn't keeping you up again was he? Did he do anything to you? I don't trust that bouncing ferret one bit! Are you sure your alright?"
"Yes, Ron I'm fine! Stop worrying about me like I'm you damn little sister! I have a life of my own that I can worry about on my own! Why do you two always think he's doing something to me?" Hermione snapped back at Ron.
"Hermione! Calm down! Ron was just asking. What is your problem today?"
"Hermione, Harry and I are just worried about you. That's all! I mean having to live almost a whole year with one of your worst enemy's is pretty tough--"
"And even tougher for your friends who don't know what's going on!" Harry cut Ron off. "So don't go off on us when we are only worried about you!"
Hermione was now furious. She stood up, pointed a finger at Ron and yelled. "First of all, you, stop butting into my business!" then she pointed her finger at Harry "Second of all, you, don't tell me too calm down! And you don't worry about me either!" Hermione put her hands down, glared at Harry and Ron for a second then got her books and finally added, "I've had enough of this, I'm leaving for class!" she got up from her seat and quickly walked out of the Great Hall with everyone staring at her, even teachers. While passing the other table she heard little whispers of "Did that just happen?", "Oh, my god!", "What's up her ass?" and "Psycho".
When she was nearly out of there, a small tear had rolled down her check. When she turned the corner out of the Great Hall, she slammed into Draco, who was making his way down to breakfast. As they hit each other, she wiped the tear away and looked up at him.
Draco stared down at her for a second and then said, "God watch it you filthy Mudblood!"
"Shut up you slimy little git!" Hermione sniffed and stormed off once again.
'Why was she just crying?' Draco thought with a look of concern on his face. 'I hope she's alright. I wonder what happened? Draco turned into the Great Hall. It was unusually quite for a Monday's breakfast.
Ron and Harry saw Draco walk in and Ron shot him a cruel disapproving glance. When Draco had seen this, he at once gave Ron his signature smirk.
Draco walked over to the Slytherin table and slid between Crabbe and Goyle, which was nearly impossible to do. Draco had halfway filled his goblet with pumpkin juice when Pansy ran up behind him and hugged his so tight that he could barley breath.
"You missed it!" she said
"Missed what?" Draco said plainly not even looking at her.
"Mudblood, Potty and Weasel just got into a fight!" Pansy replied gleefully.
Draco whipped around and looking very concerned, "What do you mean? What happened?"
"Oh, just something about Potter and Weasly butting into Granger's business all the time and she was like they worry about her too much and she yelled at them to leave her alone."
"Are you serious?" said in a happy manner.
"See," she said looking back and forth at Crabbe and Goyle "told you he would wanted to have know. And you only would have wanted to hear from me, right Drcao? Because you love me so much! Don't you?" said hugging him again.
"Oy! Get off!" Draco shoved Pansy away from him. "I don't love you! I'll never love you!"
"Draco! You don't love me anymore?" Pansy whined.
"I just told you! I have never loved you! How do you think I could love someone as ugly and as fat as you? Just leave me the hell alone Parkinson!" Draco snapped.
"Fine! Forget me, forgot that I was even ever born! Don't ever talk to me again Malfoy!" Pansy screamed sounding as she was about to cry.
"Not a problem!"
After Pansy had left the Great Hall almost in tears, Draco looked at the Gryffindor table to see if Hermione had returned yet. But when he looked up, he had noticed that there was almost no one left in the Great Hall. Draco looked down at his watch and saw that it was 8:10. Only five minute until his first class. "Come on," he said elbowing Crabbe and Goyle "we have to get a move on to Potion's." As Draco struggled to get out of his seat, Crabbe and Goyle just gave him a grunt. "Oh, never mind you two oafs." Draco swung his bag over his shoulder and hurried down towards Snape's dungeon.
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A/N- Hey again, thanks sooooooo much for your review! Yay, now I know at least some people like my story, lol. So I will keep on writing and I hope you keep on reading, and reviewing!
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Chapter 2: The Great Hall and the Great Fights
"I love you" Draco whispered quietly to himself as he heard the portrait shut with a snap. He laid down his Potions book on the wooden table in front of him and pulled out a picture of Hermione from the back of it. He found this picture of her in the common room one day. "She probably forgot it when she was putting together all of her pictures in the beginning of the school term. I'm glad she forgot it. Now I can look at her 24/7 if I'd like." Draco had kissed the picture and placed it back inside his Potions book.
"Why am I mean to her all the time? It comes to me like a second nature. It's like I can't help it. All of the other years of school she was just the ugly little mudblood. But this year, this year she's changed. This year she has a little attitude which I love! Looks like she wasn't going to let me ruin her last year at Hogwarts with my cocky comments. But mostly importantly, this year she's…beautiful. With her straight honey brown hair, it's not bushy like it use to be. And her gorgeous hazel eyes. Oh, Merlin she's just perfect. I was pissed when I found out that I had to move in with her for the whole year. But now I'm even more glad that I was made Head Boy, than before I had to move in with Hermione. I wish I could just tell her how I feel, how much she means to me. But I cant.
"First of all Pansy would be furious with me. But well, I hate the fat pig anyway, so if I tell Hermione, getting Pansy off my back would be good. Oh, whatever. Second, telling Hermione means a major dent in my reputation. Which a Malfoy always needs to be spotless. Third, and most important, father would kill me! I mean literally murder me, even though I am his only child, not to mention only son. I can just see the headline in the Daily Prophet now, 'Heir of Malfoy's Falls For Muggle Born.' If only I had some clue that she felt the same was for me as I feel for her, I might think of telling her. But we would have to keep it a major secret! That way I might just have someone who loves me, besides my mother. Father only wants me to have a clean reputation and to survive so I can be the heir to the family fortune. This is to frustrating, I'm going to get something to eat."
Draco gathered up his books in his bag, put his robes on and started down to the Great Hall.
Hermione entered the Great Hall and looked down at her watch and saw that she was a half an hour late. She didn't worry though, she knew that Harry and Ron would have saved her a seat by them. She looked up the Gryffindor table and spotted them. She hurried over to them, said "Good Morning" and started to fill her plate up with food and her goblet with pumpkin juice. "Holy Merlin your hungry this morning 'Mione are you feeling alright?" said Ron
"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I just didn't get that much sleep last night so I'm just a little hungry."
"A little hungry?" Harry added
"Malfoy wasn't keeping you up again was he? Did he do anything to you? I don't trust that bouncing ferret one bit! Are you sure your alright?"
"Yes, Ron I'm fine! Stop worrying about me like I'm you damn little sister! I have a life of my own that I can worry about on my own! Why do you two always think he's doing something to me?" Hermione snapped back at Ron.
"Hermione! Calm down! Ron was just asking. What is your problem today?"
"Hermione, Harry and I are just worried about you. That's all! I mean having to live almost a whole year with one of your worst enemy's is pretty tough--"
"And even tougher for your friends who don't know what's going on!" Harry cut Ron off. "So don't go off on us when we are only worried about you!"
Hermione was now furious. She stood up, pointed a finger at Ron and yelled. "First of all, you, stop butting into my business!" then she pointed her finger at Harry "Second of all, you, don't tell me too calm down! And you don't worry about me either!" Hermione put her hands down, glared at Harry and Ron for a second then got her books and finally added, "I've had enough of this, I'm leaving for class!" she got up from her seat and quickly walked out of the Great Hall with everyone staring at her, even teachers. While passing the other table she heard little whispers of "Did that just happen?", "Oh, my god!", "What's up her ass?" and "Psycho".
When she was nearly out of there, a small tear had rolled down her check. When she turned the corner out of the Great Hall, she slammed into Draco, who was making his way down to breakfast. As they hit each other, she wiped the tear away and looked up at him.
Draco stared down at her for a second and then said, "God watch it you filthy Mudblood!"
"Shut up you slimy little git!" Hermione sniffed and stormed off once again.
'Why was she just crying?' Draco thought with a look of concern on his face. 'I hope she's alright. I wonder what happened? Draco turned into the Great Hall. It was unusually quite for a Monday's breakfast.
Ron and Harry saw Draco walk in and Ron shot him a cruel disapproving glance. When Draco had seen this, he at once gave Ron his signature smirk.
Draco walked over to the Slytherin table and slid between Crabbe and Goyle, which was nearly impossible to do. Draco had halfway filled his goblet with pumpkin juice when Pansy ran up behind him and hugged his so tight that he could barley breath.
"You missed it!" she said
"Missed what?" Draco said plainly not even looking at her.
"Mudblood, Potty and Weasel just got into a fight!" Pansy replied gleefully.
Draco whipped around and looking very concerned, "What do you mean? What happened?"
"Oh, just something about Potter and Weasly butting into Granger's business all the time and she was like they worry about her too much and she yelled at them to leave her alone."
"Are you serious?" said in a happy manner.
"See," she said looking back and forth at Crabbe and Goyle "told you he would wanted to have know. And you only would have wanted to hear from me, right Drcao? Because you love me so much! Don't you?" said hugging him again.
"Oy! Get off!" Draco shoved Pansy away from him. "I don't love you! I'll never love you!"
"Draco! You don't love me anymore?" Pansy whined.
"I just told you! I have never loved you! How do you think I could love someone as ugly and as fat as you? Just leave me the hell alone Parkinson!" Draco snapped.
"Fine! Forget me, forgot that I was even ever born! Don't ever talk to me again Malfoy!" Pansy screamed sounding as she was about to cry.
"Not a problem!"
After Pansy had left the Great Hall almost in tears, Draco looked at the Gryffindor table to see if Hermione had returned yet. But when he looked up, he had noticed that there was almost no one left in the Great Hall. Draco looked down at his watch and saw that it was 8:10. Only five minute until his first class. "Come on," he said elbowing Crabbe and Goyle "we have to get a move on to Potion's." As Draco struggled to get out of his seat, Crabbe and Goyle just gave him a grunt. "Oh, never mind you two oafs." Draco swung his bag over his shoulder and hurried down towards Snape's dungeon.
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A/N- Hey again, thanks sooooooo much for your review! Yay, now I know at least some people like my story, lol. So I will keep on writing and I hope you keep on reading, and reviewing!
