Author's Note – Super short chapter! Sorry about that. The next one won't be, though. Yay!
Day 4, part 1
Draco tapped his fingers on the mahogany desk, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. It was today that he was to shag Hermione. Yes, they had had a hug type thing the night before, but that a hug wasn't good enough right now. Draco had come early to Transfiguration, hoping Hermione would be there early as well and therefore giving them more time to talk. She wasn't however, and he had been sitting alone in the classroom with only Professor McGonagall to keep him company. Professor McGonagall would occasionally flash him suspicious looks, probably because it was unusual for him to be early to class, not to mention this early. Draco took a long, deep breath and tried to chill himself out. 'It's no big deal' he thought to himself. 'It's not the end of the world if I can't do this'. The grandfather clock in the corner ticked unusually loud, the seconds going by like hours. He was officially bored.
Finally students began filing in, Hermione included. She hurriedly sat down next to him, not even looking at him. She pulled her Transfiguration book from the pile and flipped through the pages, occasionally giving him darting glances. Draco was almost hypnotized by the speed that the pages moved. She seemed quite agitated. She finally seemed to find what she was looking for, and took out her quill and began taking notes. Draco guessed that she was possibly feeling awkward about the hug the night before, but he wasn't sure.
Throughout the class, Draco tried to start up conversations with Hermione, but all in vain. If she even answered, they'd be one word answers and she'd say them without even looking at him. Draco began to think that she was actually angry at him. He looked at the clock and saw that class would be over in a mere ten minutes.
"Listen, Granger—" he began harshly, but stopped himself. "Listen" he said more kindly, "I'm sorry if I did anything that got you mad at me. I didn't mean to"
Hermione turned and looked at him suspiciously. Her eyes bore into him for a long time before she quickly turned to look back at her book. Draco sighed in resignation. Did he actually think that he would be able to do this? How could he have taken this stupid dare? The class ended and Hermione left quickly.
Draco walked out of the classroom, wondering what he should do. Follow Granger? Or just give up on that? He debated in his head, not realizing someone was lurking behind him. He suddenly felt two hands cover his eyes and he broke out of his thoughts.
"Guess who?" Pansy cried cheerily from behind him.
Draco pulled away from her and tried to ignore her.
"Is something wrong, Draco?" Pansy asked, walking in front of him and placing her hands on his shoulders.
"Jesus, Pansy! Leave me the fuck alone!" he snapped at her. He was so sick of her clinginess.
Pansy furrowed her eyebrows and stepped back. She looked at him for a moment, her face angry. Then she swirled around and stomped off. Draco rolled his eyes and decided that he wasn't going to pursue Granger anymore. It just wasn't worth it. How could he be so stupid? His dad would have actually, seriously, honest-to-god killed him if he had succeeded. He wouldn't have anyway. Whatever. He needed to make things right with Granger.
Hermione was feeling extremely conflicted. She and Malfoy had shared an embrace the night before and she had no idea what it meant. She had no idea what any of this Malfoy crap meant. She had tried to avoid him during class today, but he had insisted on acting as if nothing happened.
She was sitting by the oak tree on the lawns completely alone. She still refused to talk to Harry and she couldn't talk to Ron because, for one thing, he was always around Lavender. Plus, Harry had probably already told him about her outburst and, since Ron was already probably pissed at her for her snide comments, he most likely took Harry's side.
Shortly before her next class, she saw Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and a few other fellow Slytherins walking past her, chatting happily.
"Hey mudblood!" she heard Malfoy shout at her, laughing along with the others. She shook her head, wondering what was up with that prick.
Another Author's Note – Sorry again for it being short. The next chapter will(most likely) make up for it!
