Draco's POV.
I've finally admitted it to myself. I am madly, inevitably, accidentally in love with Hermione Granger. I wanted to let her know, but I knew I couldn't let her. She'd laugh for weeks. "Come on, Draco. You've got to let it go, you've got to shake it off. Just forget about her." I thought to myself. I took a deep breath and let it out shakily. I put my tie back on and fixed my hair so that Pansy wouldn't ask any questions. I walked out of the bathroom and into the Great Hall, going unnoticed. I quickly got Pansy her punch and rushed back over. "What took you so long?" she asked, looking at me curiously. "Oh, there were a lot of people over there." I lied, even though there actually was a crowd of people over there now. "Alright. Well, you're here now, so that's all that matters." Pansy said and she tried to kiss me. I turned my head, her lips meeting my cheek. "What's wrong?" she asked, "I thought you liked me." I bit my lip. "I'm sorry, it's just… I'm not ready for that." I lied convincingly. That wasn't the real reason. I was just in love with someone else. Someone that I could never tell anyone about. "Really? Because I saw you snogging that 3rd year a few weeks ago." Pansy argued, glaring at me. She was right, but it had meant nothing. Especially now that I realized how I felt for Hermione. "Pansy, that didn't mean anything, I promise you." I defended. "Whatever. I'm not going to waste my time on someone who goes around snogging other girls." she said and stormed off. I could tell that she was probably going to cry in the girl's bathroom, but I wasn't worried about it. "Hey, Malfoy. What was that about?" I heard an angelic voice say from behind me. I turned around to face the very girl that I couldn't get my mind off of, my shortness of breath returning. "Oh, uh, I don't know… Don't you have someone to dance with, Granger?" I said, changing the subject angrily. Though, not angry at her, but angry at myself for falling for her. "Well, I was just going to, but I couldn't help but notice you being a total arse to Pansy." Hermione replied, angry as well. Her comment, unlike before, actually hurt a bit. I didn't let it show, though. If I did, she might get suspicious, and might figure out my secret. One that she must never find out, even if it kills me. "Just leave me alone, you stupid Mudblood! It's none of your business!" I snapped, immediately feeling guilty about it afterwards. I couldn't tell her that, though, so I just kept my mouth shut.
Hermione's POV.
My eyes stung as I fought back tears, like all the other times he had called me that. I knew that I shouldn't be hurt for it, seeing as how it was only a word, but it still hurt, and he just didn't see that. "Whatever, Malfoy!" I said and ran off in the same direction as Pansy. When I got to the bathroom and realized no one was in there, I burst into tears, my face in my hands. Why did Malfoy always have to ruin everything? The one night she actually felt like she was worth something, and he had to go and ruin it for her. Just like a Slytherin. I hate Draco Malfoy.
Short post! Sorry it took so long to post, I've just been busy and I have a bit of writers block, so I've been procrastinating. But, I decided that you've been waiting too long, and I finished this. Review and tell me what you think! Reviews mean the world to me!