Chapter 2: Mudblood

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Hermione's POV

I slowly got out of bed. I wanted to get back to my dream.

I brushed my teeth and fixed my hair. As much as I wanted it not to be so bushy, nothing worked.

I grabbed all my things before walking out the portrait hole.

As I walked to the Great Hall, I started to day dream about Mal- Draco again...

He softly kissed my neck, and made his way up to my ear.

It felt good...like it was making me want him.

He planted gentle kisses all over me...

Then I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder.

"Watch where you're going mudblood."

It was Malfoy.

I was hurt so bad by his words. My heart hurt more than my shoulder at the moment.

"Don't you dare call me that you arrogant little git!" I snapped back, but I could already feel the tears clouding my eyes.

I quickly ran to the girls bathroom. Once I was sure no one was around, I burst into tears.

Sobs escaped from my mouth, and more and more tears kept flowing.

How can I like someone like him. He's just a cold git...nothing more. You shouldn't have feelings for him if he hurts you this bad without saying sorry.

You don't like him Hermione.

I quickly wiped all my tears away. He wasn't worth it at all.

I continued my way to the Great Hall, without day dreaming or bumping into people.

When I walked in, I took my usual seat, and put a little food on my plate.

I ate a slice of toast and some eggs. I wasn't all that hungry.

But the whole time, I could feel someone watching me.

I quickly looked around me, to catch anyone staring, and that's when I saw his grey eyes.

Then a rush of feelings hit me.

Anger. Sadness. Love. Regret.

I could sense it by the way he was focusing on me. Even if he was two tables away. He wasn't going to break the stare, only if he had too.

Why him Hermione? Why him? Draco Malfoy. Professional bad boy. Why did it have to be him.

But I knew exactly why.

It's because of how he's hiding something. How he's hiding some kind of strong emotions deep down.

Looking into his eyes made me want to know. Why he put that icy barrier over his grey eyes. What is under his all-time famous smirk.

So mysterious...I just can't resist.

I felt another sharp pain, but on my hand.

"Ow!" I said, and turned to look to see who did that.

I saw the red hair. "Can you not do that next time Ginny." I huffed, and she whispered, "Why were you staring at Malfoy." I shook my head and grabbed another piece of toast.

I zoned out for awhile, then I felt Ginny shake my shoulder. I quickly got up and walked to my first class.

As class went on, help but think about everything that's happened.

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