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Chapter 2
Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears.
Draco Malfoy was always number two in whatever he did. So whenever he saw the bush-haired Granger he would always get defensive. He would usually have long debates with his inner voice about the topic but whatever he might say he knew that this whole thing was a problem.
Tonight was one of those nights where he was arguing with his inner voice he sort of called a "mini-me".
"I've always told you but do you listen? NO!"
"You're probably the bitchiest voice I have had the misfortune to talk to."
"And you're a git."
"Pshaa, you can't say that, it's like calling yourself a git."
"But the difference my friend, is that I am not a git, whereas you are."
"You're retarded, you know that?"
"And you don't get the freaking fact that just because Hermione is NOT a pureblood, doesn't mean she has to be a totally dim-witted witch, you DIMWIT!"
"Why the heck you call Granger by her name?"
"Because that's her name you imbecile!"
"You're calling me names again! You just broke our treaty! How can you do that? I can't trust you if you keep breaking promise! Damn you voice!"
"Go eat shit! Besides, here she is, we're going to have a little talk after this, do you understand me? Now don't be rude little Malfoy, or you'll have me to listen to after."
"You're a freak, you know that? Why are you defending her when you're my voice? HMM?"
-No Answer-
"I hate you."
And as Draco ended his conversation with himself he heard the portrait creak as someone stepped in. It was no surprise when he saw who that someone was.
Hermione looked, dejected, to say the least. He had always known her to be a spirited soul, always positive and having an answer to everything. But the young witch he saw now was looking pretty deflated.
Draco wondered if it was Potter and his Pals who were getting towards her sane mind. After all, they were total loonies, and what she saw in them, he never really understood. The Weasel guy was all dumb and ate like a wild hog. Potter was, well, Potter always looked gay to him. Draco wondered if this gave Hermione comfort in knowing that they wouldn't make a move on her or something.
WAIT, did he just call her "Hermione"?
And did he just wonder about her well-being?
Yeah, that inner-voice guy...got to go.
Draco went on back to his Arithmancy homework. It was pretty easy. His quill scratched on the piece of parchment he was working on and within the hour he was finished. He stretched and looked around. The fire had died down a bit and Her...Granger was bent over scribbling something furiously into a journal.
Draco stood up and stepped lightly over the pieces of wasted parchment on the floor. He stepped behind the frail looking body, and peered over her shoulder. On the parchment were loads of complicated looking scribbles and here and there a few were scratched out.
He bent down and pointed to a little sign thing and said, "You were fine up till here, all you need to do is cross that out and you have your answer."
To say that Hermione jumped, would be an understatement. To say that she leaped up 50 feet in the air would probably best describe it.
Draco smirked but inwardly wondered why he had helped the girl. After all, they weren't total enemies now. They had reached a point where they understood each others need for space and had obliged, but they still weren't the best of friends. And friends, yeah, well, they helped each other, like what he did just now.
Hermione turned around and looked up at him, her eyes wide and red from all the strain.
"Thank you", she whispered.
Draco nodded and said, "If you need help, all you have to do is ask. Besides, everyone isn't all perfect like you Granger."
And he turned around and left, up the stairs and into his bedroom. As soon as he closed the door, a voice spoke up, "Well, it's time for our little talk again mister."
And Draco groaned inwardly and wondered if his life wasn't one of those freak shows you saw at the carnival.
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