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Chapter Two: New Perspective
"Fuck."
Draco rolled out of bed and fell onto the wooden floor boards. His head was throbbing.
It seemed like he hadn't fallen asleep at all, but Draco Malfoy was surprised to see that everyone had already gone down to classes, which he'd slept through.
After a few minutes of lying face down on the floor, he hoisted himself up and shuffled towards the bathroom. His eyes were red, his sore lips were parched and his hair was greasy and smelt like vomit. Draco couldn't be bothered to speak, so he groaned and stumbled blindly towards the shower.
When he was washed and dressed in his robes, he thought back to why he was so hungover.
"Fuck!"
He ran a hand through his hair and punded his head with a fist which did not help at all with his hangover. But he didn't care anymore. He didn't even like Granger like that... or at all, come to think of it. And Blaise did the Unbreakable Vow. Blaise-
His thoughts trailed over to Blaise, and his hands clenched in anger. He fumbled in the closet for a hangover pill and was immediately in good health once more.
Draco Malfoy felt like killing Blaise Zabini. If Hermione didn't fall for him, then he would die...
His whole body was shaking from anger. Grabbing his bag and pulling on his robes, he ran out of the room and out of the Slytherin common room towards the main hall, which he was almost certain Blaise would be eating lunch in.
And he was. In fact, everyone was. Laughing and joking without him, which made him more angry. Malfoy stormed up to the table as fast as he could when-
"Malfoy!" Hermione yelled. He collided with her, spilling pumpkin juice all down her front.
"Wotcher," Draco said quietly, and helped her gather broken plates, even though he was more inclined to spew out thousands of the foulest words he could think of. "Don't hurt yourself."
"What's it to you, Malfoy?" Hermione snapped, her brown eyes blazing.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to bash into you."
Hermione Granger only sniffed and turned away, but Draco was persistent and grasped her wrist, pulling her back. She pulled free as if she'd been stung.
"I mean it!"
"Okay! Fine... whatever..." Hermione used a simple charm to repair her plates and then hurriedly joined Harry and Ron.
Stop there and let me correct it
I wanna live a life from a new perspective
You come along because I love your face
And I'll admire your expensive taste
And who cares about divine intervention?
I wanna be praised from a new perspective
But leaving now would be a good idea
So catch me up on getting out of here
- Panic! At The Disco, New Perspective