Chapter Four
~What Could Ever Change?~
(A.N- I know that this is under romance and it may seem as though its going no where but I plan on really taking my time with these two so just bear in mind that it will get to that fun stuff in a matter of time so please follow review and subscribe and I promise not to disappoint, oh and on this chapter I'm just trying to emphasize how awful Malfoy is to Hermione in the beginning so that later on when the either do or don't like each other you can see the contrast but realistically so please enjoy)
Malfoy got up that morning feeling tired and un-nerved. He couldn't remember what he had dreamt about; all he knew was that he didn't like it. He took a shower and got dressed with a practiced efficiency he was accustomed to. He walked over to his night stand and picked up the piece of paper that one of the house elves had left there for him. It was his schedule for the term.
Draco Malfoy's schedule for fifth year
First period~ Transfiguration
Second period~ Charms
Third period~ Potions
Fourth period~ Defense Against The Dark Arts
Fifth period~ Herbology
Malfoy sighed and put the schedule in his robes pocket, checked the mirror once more assuring that he looked perfect. Satisfied he set off out of his dormitory towards transfiguration. He wasn't at all excited for his first day of school. Its not that he doesn't take his grades seriously mind you, more as the first day of every school year is always the same.
You'll never learn anything useful on the first day, that much is for sure, he thought disinterestedly. Being a prefect it would seem obvious that he was early for his first class, but it seems he wasn't the only one. Across the room stood Hermione, her back to him as she faced the window. She leans over onto the window sill and rests her chin in her hand and sighed. Snorting loudly as if to tell her that he had arrived he continued to walk over to the seat he had chosen as his.
"Day dreaming you weren't vermin were you? Good try but a dream will always be just that mudblood. Best get used to it." He sat down at his seat and began to take his things out of his bag, purposely looking anywhere but at Hermione for no reason in particular. He felt odd in the room with her, kind of like having déjàvou, to say the least he didn't like it.
"Well, at least I'm not a pureblooded jerk" she said calmly turning away from the window and finding her own seat as far away from his as possible. Malfoy decided that he did not like having a class with her at all, and the first class hadn't even started yet.
Fifteen minutes later the class had assembled , all the seats taken. About another 2 minutes later and class had begun and Professor McGonagall had swooped into the classroom with a flourish of properness.
"Welcome students, to another great year at the wonderful Hogwarts. This year I will be doing my class quite differently. You will work in assigned partners for the rest of this term. I will read aloud the partners, when your name and partner are called you shall get up and sit together with them. There will be no switching, the partner you have is final, no question about it. Understood?" the class all groaned together in displeasure which the professor took as a yes and began to call out partners. Malfoy frankly didn't care who his partner was and was barely listening when five minutes later he heard his name called and looked up at the professor.
"I didn't quit here who you said my partner was, would you please repeat professor?" he said politely but uninterestedly.
"I said Mr. Malfoy that your partner for the year would be Hermione Granger, now kindly get your things and find two desks to sit at. And Mr. Malfoy… I'd thank you to pay attention when I'm speaking in my class room" she said and turned back to her list of student pairs.
Malfoy at first was quit horror struck but took good care to recover quickly. He grabbed his things and sauntered over to two empty desks and looked up at Hermione.
"What are you waiting for Granger, I don't bite…at least I wont bite you that you can rest assured of." Looking hesitant Hermione nodded more to herself than anyone else and pretending not to have heard his insult sat down begrudgingly beside him. "perfect" he heard he whisper to herself. Malfoy was not worried about this sudden turn of events, or at least it seemed to Hermione, but Malfoy was having a strange feeling of forboding coming over him, and as well as he his it he was slightly perturbed by all of this.
But why should I worry? He asked himself, what could ever change?
(A.N- so I hope you like it, sorry each chapter is so short but hopefully it is worth it in the end. Please please please please please review all my chapters and pm me if you have any suggestions about anything I am desperate for your impute so please don't forget to review. THANK YOUU!)