~ Continued Flashback~
November 29, Monday
Hermione collapsed into her bed after the day was over. She was miserable. She had dragged herself through all of her classes and managed to stay awake, though she was sure she was failing all of her classes now. She couldn't focus on anything the professors said. Hermione sighed.
"Hey, are you okay?" Pansy asked as she walked into the room. Hermione sighed again.
"I hate school," she muttered unthinkingly. Pansy gasped.
"What do you mean? Have you finally become normal and realized that school is a total drag?" Hermione laughed and sat up.
"No. I was just tired today. I haven't been able to sleep lately." Pansy tilted her head and narrowed her eyes.
"I've noticed. Do you know why?" she asked. It was clear Pansy was trying to weasel out what had been bothering Hermione lately.
"Stress, probably," Hermione fibbed. "I mean, this is our last year. What if I don't do well this year?" Hermione hated how easily the lie slid out of her mouth. Pansy rolled her eyes.
"If the great-and-mighty Hermione Granger fails her eighth year, then we're all doomed." Hermione laughed. She was thankful she had someone like Pansy around to lighten the mood sometimes. "You just need to relax and you'll do fine. You've had a lot on your mind lately with the war ending, back-stabbing eighth year bitches, Ron and Malfoy-" Hermione cut Pansy short after this.
"What about Ron and Malfoy?" Hermione cut in. Pansy rose her eyebrows and stayed silent for a few moments. Suddenly, she burst into laughter.
"'What about Ron and Malfoy?' the oblivious genius asked," Pansy said mockingly. "I mean seriously, how oblivious can someone as smart as you be?" Pansy laughed harder. Hermione furrowed her brow.
"What do you mean, Pansy? Tell me what you mean!" Hermione demanded. Pansy calmed her laughter.
"What I mean is that you're absolutely oblivious," Pansy stated.
Hermione sighed and muttered, "Yes, you've said that at least three times." Pansy ignored her.
"Have you not noticed that Malfoy likes you?" Pansy exclaimed. Hermione froze.
"What?" she murmured. "Malfoy? Me?" Hermione couldn't believe what Pansy had just said. "You must be joking. Just the other day I told him to stay away from me." Hermione was in disbelief. Was Pansy fucking with her?
"No. You must be joking. How could you have not noticed. Wait, did you say you told him to stay away from you? I thought you made peace with him." Hermione was only half listening.
"Uh, he's just an asshole," Hermione tried to dodge the question. "But why would you think that?" Hermione asked. Pansy laughed again.
"For a lot of reasons. First, he asks differently around you. It's kind of hard to explain. Second, he's always 'running' or 'bumping' into you. I wonder why," Pansy stated sarcastically. "Third, the other day, when those bitches were gossiping about you, I didn't tell you because I just wanted to get your mind off of it, but Malfoy defended you to those girls. He stepped in and told them they were wrong and told them they should stop gossiping about you. He said it a little meaner though. Fourth, I'm an all knowing god." Pansy crossed her arms, satisfied with her reasoning.
"Wait, backtrack." Hermione shook her head as if to clear it. "What was number three?" Hermione couldn't imagine why Draco would defend her. She had been a jerk to him. And sure, it wasn't her choice, but he had every right to be angry with her.
"Nope, not saying it again. Let's go to dinner. I'm starving." Pansy didn't let Hermione speak before she raced out of the room. Hermione rolled her eyes and followed her.
As she followed Pansy towards to dining hall, Hermione became lost in her thoughts. Draco liking her? There was no way he would like a slut like her. She was pathetic and she couldn't fend for herself. He would never like someone like her. It was impossible. Right?
Author's Note
I'll keep it short today, but sorry for the short chapter and I hope you like my story so far. Also, thank you all so much for 12k reads! I screamed when I saw that! Anyways, see you next Sunday! Kiss Kiss!
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