A/N: I don't like this one, but OH WELL!
Hermione Granger buried her head in her hands. Why her? Why did it always have to be her? She had been having the time of her life, and he just had to ruin it. She took off the heels that had been hurting her feet, only she hadn't noticed until now, and cried some more. People passed, looking at her oddly, but not offering any help.
"Hermione Granger?" A voice called out. She looked up to find herself looking at Draco Malfoy.
"Shove off, Malfoy." She muttered.
"Ouch." Malfoy muttered, placing his hand over his heart. "That scarred me."
Hermione huffed.
"Let me guess… Weasley?" Draco muttered, smirking at the crying girl.
"I said shove off!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Ooo. I'll take that as a yes. Little Miss Granger is a tad ticked off, isn't she?"
"Malfoy, so help me, if you don't leave in the next five seconds, I'll hex your arse off!"
"Violent one, aren't you, Granger? I always knew you stared at my arse."
Hermione stood up, and pushed past Draco. She ran, but Draco was having too much fun. He followed her with ease, smirking.
"Leave me alone!" Hermione exclaimed.
"No." Draco muttered, smirking.
Hermione dropped to the floor and buried her head in her hands. "Fine."
Draco watched her. She was already so broken. "What did he do?"
Hermione continued to cry.
"Muddy, tell me what he did."
A wail traveled down the hall.
"Bloody Baron, Granger!" Malfoy hissed, putting his hand over her mouth. "People are going to think I did this to you."
Hermione huffed, yanking his hand off her mouth.
"Hermione!" A voice called out.
Hermione looked up, shocked. "Ron?" She whispered. Her expression went from sad to angry, and she looked over to Malfoy, who leaned against the wall, getting ready to watch the show. If only he had popcorn!
Ronald Weasley turned the corner, his eyes searching for the dolled-up girl. He really needed to apologize. He looked down. A couple was snogging on the floor.
"Oi! Get a room, would ya?" He exclaimed.
The female looked up.
"HERMIONE!" Ron exclaimed. His eyes widened, as he looked at the boy. "MALFOY?"
Hermione got up off of the blond Slytherin. His eyes were wide as saucers as he stared at Hermione.
"Don't you know, Ronald, it's rude to interrupt!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ron felt like screaming. He opened his mouth, then shut it. He turned around and walked away.
Hermione turned to Draco. "Sorry about that." She muttered.
Draco shrugged. "Just do it again," he muttered, grabbing her and kissing her once more.