BONUS CHAPTER! I REPEAT, BONUS CHAPTER! THIS WILL NOT AFFECT THE STORYLINE IN ANY WAY!
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There she was.
It was like a kick in the gut, whenever he saw her. After that day some evil aliens seemed to have posessed his mind and made his body comfort Granger, he didn't quite seem to know how to behave around her anymore.
Draco looked angrily at his plate of waffles. It was all the waffles' blasted fault! With that in mind, he grabbed a fork out of Blaise's plate and started pounding the waffles like mashed potatoes.
He pretended not to hear the wails of protest.
Though still blinded with his anger towards the poor, innocent waffles that now looked like mashed potatoes covered in syrup, he could still see Hermione from way over the Slytherin table.
How very annoying.
She was bloody annoying!
Fuming, Draco grabbed his plate of waffles/potatoes, threw it unceremoniously over his shoulder, ignored the cries of a few Hufflepuffs who were unluckily behind him at the moment, grabbed a new, clean plate from the person beside him (who just happened to be Blaise), ignored his cries for the second time that day, threw the spoon in his hands over his shoulder too just for the heck of it, laughed at the Hufflepuff kid that now had mashed waffles on his head with a spoon on top, aimed a cherry at the Hufflepuff's head because it looked funny, snickered at the sight, resisted blasting the kid with whipped cream, and stole another spoon from the person beside him (who just happened to be Blaise, again)
And that, folks, is Draco Malfoy's Guide To Annoying The People Around Him Who Happened To Be In A Ten-Meter Radius While He Was Suffering From Mental Breakdowns About Bushy-Haired Gryffindors, sold in your local wizarding stores only!
Blaise suddenly developed a dark-aura, and for the life of him, couldn't understand why.
Momentarily forgetting about certain beautiful, brown-eyed Gryffindors, he turned to Blaise with a raised eyebrow.
"What the hell is wrong with you, mate?"
Blaise said nothing. Instead, he glared at Draco, grabbed the plate, spoon and fork infront of him and ran away, screaming something about the apocalypse.
Draco shook his head sadly.
"Crazy guy. And he was one of the sane ones too."
And with that, Draco stood up, his stomach empty, and walked out of the great hall too.
THE END! Dodges flying tomatoes and ducks under a table.
Don't hate me! I know, you're thinking what the hell is goldenraven doing bonus chapters when she hasn't even updated the next chapter yet! And I get it. I promise I'll update soon enough (coughmaybenextmonthcough)