Hermione's Personalities

By Pottersgurl07

AN: Hey ppl...I read the HBP and it was really good. I'm not going by that book b/c someone might not have read it yet and wanna read it. I don't wanna be a spoiler, so, I'm gonna do my own sixth year! ENJOY!

Chapter Five: Cold Shower and Screams

After Draco's cold shower, he lay in bed thinking about what had happened between him and Granger in the corridor.

He was really attracted to her, no matter how hard he tried not to be.

He didn't know what had happened to Granger to make her seem so different this year, but he knew that, somehow, she had changed. This wasn't the same Granger that had punched him in third year.

She wasn't as full of hate, as she once was, and she seemed to be calm and in control of every situation. She, also, knew how to hide her emotions really well because, on the train, when she had said that thing about him and his friends glaring at her, she didn't even flinch like she used to. She just looked at them like they were dumb and like they didn't scare her.

Well, she should be scared, because he wasn't going to take her playing around with him, and then finding out that it was just some scheme that she had cooked up to get back at him for calling her 'mudblood' for six years.

Draco lay in his bed thinking about Hermione until midnight when he finally decided that he needed to get some sleep, otherwise he'd look horrible when he woke up the next morning.

'Wait a minute! I never look horrible, so why should I worry about that?' He thought with a smirk, before falling into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Draco woke up at six. He was dressed, and on his way out, by the time his roommates had started getting up.

He had dreamt about Hermione Granger. He dreamed about the way she looked when she smiled at him and the way she looked up at him teasingly. Not to mention, the way she had rubbed against him, a lot more than she had the day before. And he dreamed about her chocolate brown eyes opening in horror.

'Wait, why did I dream that she had woken up in horror? Well, no reason to think about that.' He thought, walking into the Great Hall, there were hardly any people sitting at the house tables this early.

Draco helped himself to some toast, eggs, and sausages, while he was waiting for his friends.

When he was almost done eating his first plate of food, Pansy came in along with Crabbe and Goyle.

By then, the Great Hall was filled with people who were eating and chatting with their friends. Pansy sat down beside him, while Crabbe and Goyle sat on the other side of the table along with Blaise.

Draco looked up and saw Hermione walk in, with Potty and Weasel, looking tired. She looked like she hadn't gotton any sleep the night before. He was, also, curious as to why she looked so weirded out.

He stared at her as she was putting food on her plate and watched her very closely. When she was drinking her orange juice, he noticed that she had licked her lips after she had put her juice down. It made Draco instantly hard, just watching her tongue come out of her mouth like that.

Draco looked down and knew that he had made a mistake in letting himself become so arroused, because Pansy had put her hand on his thigh and was running it up and down his leg; each time getting closer to his crotch.

He knew, right then, that Pansy had thought that he had hardened for her. She looked up at him and smiled as she batted her eyelashes at him.

'Does this girl ever give up?' He thought. She never would leave him alone. She thought that he was her boyfriend or something and just touched him without even giving a thought that he might not like her touching him.

When her hand got to the point where she was touching, his now deflated member, Draco glared at her and shoved her hand off of his body angrily. She stared at him with her big puppy dog eyes seeming to ask him 'Why did you do that?'

Just when Draco was about to take a sip of his juice, he heard a loud scream echo across the hall.

He looked up and saw Hermione looking at a letter that an owl had just dropped off. She was staring at it with wide, despair-filled, eyes, with her mouth open in shock.

'What the hell?' He thought, while everyone else had become quiet and was staring at Hermione like they were scared that she was going to make that horrible noise, again.

And she did.

She screamed a long scream, that was part sob. Tears were flowing rapidly down her cheeks and her face was red with sadness and anger.

She flew out of her chair and started running full-speed down the middle of the isle, with Potty and both the Weasels on her tail.

Draco wondered what was wrong with her and decided that he would find out soon enough.

TBC...

AN: Sorry that its kinda short, but I really wanted to get this chapter done so that I could move on. I just didn't want ppl to think that I wasn't doing draco and all, b/c i'm not really good with guys POV and plus there is going to be a lot going on with Hermione and Draco that will come up soon enough. Be patient and REVIEW plz...