Chapter 2
Hermione’s POV:
I was walking towards the Great Hall when a hand came out of nowhere. It all happened so fast that I barely had time to process what was happening. The next thing I knew I was being pulled into an empty corridor. At first, I thought that Ron was playing some kind of trick on me. I definitely didn’t expect to come face to face with the most dazzling blue eyes I had ever seen.
I know it sounds cliché but I was put in a trance! I’m allowed to have at least some girly moments. “So, Granger” A familiar voice said. I finally took in the rest of the features of the person in front of me… and I realized what position we were in.
“Get off me Malfoy!” I exclaimed attempting get off the wall I was pushed up against.
“C’mon Granger, I saw you staring at me during Herbology.” He claimed smirking slightly.
I almost went off to lala land again before processing what he’d just said. I gave him a blank look. “You had dirt on your face.” I told him in a straight-forward manner.
He looked slightly taken back and I saw blush begin to form on his face… his face that still had dirt on it. I chuckled slightly and looked at him. “Speaking of which, you’ve got some right there” I said smirking and pointing at his right cheek.
He quickly moved to wipe his face and I took that opportunity to get out of that extremely compromising position. I looked around to insure nobody had seen us. I just realized how that must have looked to some people. He didn’t even notice as I made my way back towards the Great Hall. As I took my seat I was bombarded by questions from my friends, which I very much decided to avoid the answer to. Eventually, my friends began to fall into their own conversations forgetting about my previous absence.
I attempted to focus on what Neville was going on about, but I was too distracted by what had happened only moments before. What happened was difficult to difficult to understand but as I thought back on it I just got more confused. I felt odd thinking about what had happened. An unsettling feeling began to clutter in the pit of my stomach.
What the hell was Malfoy thinking?! I
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FanficDraco Malfoy. Sure he's an uptight, mudblood hating DOUCHE! Let's be honest, you can't really hate on him. If I had a family who's existence was dedicated to serving the Dark Lord, Voldemort, I'd probably act like I had a stick up my arse as well. Y...