A/N: Well, I actually think that chapter 2 was a failure, but I'm getting positive responses, which is great! I just hope that in this chapter, my imagination kicks in and I can actually write a proper chapter (sighs) oh well, here's the story.

Disclaimer: I'm saying whatever you're thinking I should say…you are thinking that I don't own Harry Potter, aren't you?

How Embarrassing

Days went by and Weasley still hadn't warmed up to me, Potter and Hermione had however. Even though it was only a little, I was still relieved, because I absolutely hated being a loner.

I was lying in bed one day when a loud knock on my door interrupted me from my day dream.

"Come in," I said.

The door opened with a slight creak, and Hermione peered around the side of it.

"Come on Malfoy," she said, "it's lunch time."

I got up, stretched and followed her downstairs.

While we were walking, me behind Hermione, I couldn't stop staring at her.

'You look so hot when you walk' I wanted to say out loud, but didn't have the guts to. So I said it in my head instead.

Hermione stopped walking and I crashed into her. When she turned around, her face was deathly white.

"W-what did y-you j-just say?" She stuttered.

My eyebrows furrowed and I look at her questioningly.

"I didn't say anything." I said.

But at that instant it dawned on me.

'Oh no, I didn't say that out loud did I?' I thought.

"Crap." I muttered quietly to myself.

"Uhh, what did you hear Hermi-I mean Granger?" I asked.

"I-I heard you say tha-that I look so hot when I walk." She said.

'Dammit, I did say it out loud! How the hell am I supposed to get out of this one?' I thought.

So I laughed nervously and said, "Granger, umm, I think you're imagining things. I-I never said that."

Now it was Hermione's turn to furrow her brows in thought.

"But, but I heard you say it, I heard you." She said defensively.

I laughed nervously some more and said, "Well, I know what I say, and I did not say that."

Hermione's eyes widened, like she figured something out, and then she said, "Yes, yes. I think I'm imagining things."

She turned around and carried on walking.

I sighed in relief and followed her down the stairs and to the table.

When I sat down, Hermione sat across from me.

"What happened to you two? What took you so long?" Mrs Weasley asked suspiciously.

When Weasley heard that, his head snapped up so fast, I swore I heard a 'crack'.

"Oh it was nothing really, just a little confusing situation." Hermione explained with a smirk gracing her facial features.

Mrs Weasley looked suspiciously at Hermione first, who had a smirk on her face that could rival my trademark one, and then at me, who had a red face from embarrassment.

"Ok…" She said, and carried on eating.

The Weaslette and Hermione started talking in hushed whispers, Potter and Weasley started talking about Quidditch, all the while Weasley kept sending me venomous glares, and Mrs Weasley and I ate in silence.

When I was done, I wanted to get out of the room as fast as possible, mainly because Hermione kept smirking whenever she saw me. In all honesty, it made me feel small and weak, which is the total opposite to what the Malfoy's are.

I stood up and said, "I'm full, I'll be in my room if anyone wants me."

I heard Weasley mutter something that sounded vaguely like "Your room, it's more like our attic."

Mrs Weasley tried to persuade me to go outside to have a walk, but I refused. A walk would do well, but I just wanted to shut myself up in the attic.

I walked up the stairs and into the room. I flopped onto the bed and stared at the ceiling.

I thought about things; Hermione, my parents, Hermione, Professor Dumbledore, Hermione, Professor Snape, Hermione…you get the picture.

I thought for god knows how long, and just as I closed my eyes to sleep, I vaguely heard a soft knock on the door and the door creaking open. I, however, was too tired to sit up, open my eyes and have a look at who it was. Instead, I fell asleep.

I'm sorry that this chapter is so short everyone...you might as well stop reading this, because there is a chance thatI might give up halfway through...it's just that I'm losing(sp?(I'm having a mental block right now)) insparation. So don't be surprised if I announce that I'm going to stop with this story.

Once again, I'm really sorry :(