Dramione: The Forced Marriage

Chapter 9

Hermione's P.O.V
I decided to sit in the corner table in the divination classroom and I looked up when I heard some shuffling and some small protests.

I looked up to see Malfoy in all his glory with his books and slightly disheveled hair.

I raised an eyebrow waiting for him to say something. Then he finally spit out some words.

"Can I sit there." He said pointing to the chair next to me while his hand was slightly shaking.

I didn't think much if it and said "Sure, I mean these are marriage classes, we have to sit next to our soon-to-be significant other."

He just nodded his head in agreement and sat down on my left.

We didn't speak at all to each other until the class started.

"Hello students, for this class you will just have to get to know each other. A longer version of the muggle game 20 questions." Professor Flitwick said.

"Great, now we're forced to talk to each other." I thought to myself.

I looked in Malfoy's direction just to find him staring right back at me. When we made eye contact he quickly looked away. I was thinking he was going to initiate conversation since he is always so confident but, he seemed nervous this time so instead I started the conversation.

"Why were you always so rude to me?" I asked.

Malfoy looked up quickly "I didn't want to be!" He said quite loudly.

I looked at him dead in the eyes and said "That wasn't my question, I don't care that you didn't want to be, that's not what I asked."

He looked quite awkward after my small outburst but yet he answered "My parents taught me to hate muggleborns, I never questioned it, so when I met you and figured out that you were a muggleborn, I immediately hated you because of your blood states nothing more."

I was surprised slightly but not that much, I knew his parents were prejudice so I expected them to raise Malfoy the exact same way as they were, expected to hate muggles.

What surprised me was that he didn't want to be rude to me. I expected him to follow his parents without question. "When did you realize you didn't want to bully me anymore?" I questioned.

"5th year," he said "when my father- ah nevermind, I'll tell you another time."

After he answered my question, mostly, I changed the subject. "Well then, why don't you ask the next question."

"Um... a... I um- " he stuttered.

"HARRY!" I heard from across the room. I looked in the direction of the scream to see Ginny yelling at Harry. Her face looking as fiery red as her hair.

"Ginny." Harry said through clenched teeth as he used his eyes to point out the people staring at them.

"NO! YOU'RE NOT WHO YOU SAY YOU ARE!" Ginny screeched as she got up from her seat, walked toward the door, glared at Harry one more time then slammed the door.

After that whole scene everyone turned to look at Harry. He raised his hand. "Yes, Mister Potter?" Flitwick asked.

"May I be excused?" Harry asked.

"Of course." Flitwick said and with that, Harry stood up, walked towards the door, and walked out, closing the door much quieter than his counter part.

"Well, I wonder what that was about." Malfoy said.

"Yeah, so do I." I say agreeing with him.

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To be continued...

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Hello there reader, I'm hoping your enjoying this little interaction between Dramione and the disagreement between Hinny. You'll find out why she's mad soon.

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