Chapter Two

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Chapter Two: Feelings

Draco's POV:///

It has been two weeks from the last gang meeting and it's getting me on edge.  At the last one they changed the date, they also told me I would get marked at the next one.

I shivered knowing what that would mean; kill Hermione Granger.

At this point I'm not sure if I can. Don't get me wrong I still hate the street rat but she has done nothing to me. She's actually been nice to me.

The other day she offered to help me with my math because I didn't understand. We've talked a coupled of times but that's all nothing more or less.

Who knows, the only thing for sure is that my deadline is coming up and I haven't killed her. It's the last day of Sepetmber and Blaise said he heard there's a gang meeting tomorrow night.

I threw my head back onto my pillows and took it all in. "This can't be happening," I muttered still sour about the whole thing.

I heard a knock on the door from the bathroom: Hermione.

"Come in," I stated almost regretting it.

"Um I was wondering have you seen my hair brush?" She asked looking down to her outfit. It was smiple but looked prefect on her.

Good Malfoy get it to together you have to kill her.

She was wearing a flowered crop top, a white cardigan, and a white skirt. He had a necklace on and her hair was in a messy bun.

Quite staring you idiot

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Quite staring you idiot.

"Yeah it's in the bathroom in my drawer I put it there by mistake," I answered her question.

"Oh thanks. Um do you think this is to much?" She asked trying to sound nice I guess.

"I think it's fine. Where are you going?" I asked.

"Why would you care? Sorry habbit," she mumbled. "Just to be nicer."

"I'm going out with Ginny, thanks again."

"Who knew Heriome Granger had a body all these years," I teased making her blush. "Whatever bye Malfoy," she stated slamming the door shut in between us again.

I sighed and dragged myself downstairs to my kitchen. I grabbed out a bag of Cheese-It's and walked back upstairs.

I sat down on my bed and turned the tv on and flipped through channels. I heard a knock on my door and groaned. I didn't feel like answering so hopfully they think I'm sleeping.

The knocking stopped and I finally relaxed again. "Draco I'm coming up," Blaise yelled to me.

"Why are you here?" I asked mad. "Because I have news."

I became more interested and listened to him. "About what?"

"You getting marked," he stated smirking. "I don't want to be marked," I hissed.

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