Dramione ( ^ω^ )

Hate her.

Pov Draco

Sometimes I wonder what is going on in a person's mind. Like are they maybe a little drifting away from reality or concentrating on their work or think about something.

"Mr.Malfoy would you mind take out your book since it's the third time I am repeating myself." Professor Snape said angrily while starring at the daydreaming boy.
Annoyed because of the teachers words he slowly pulled out his book and openend it on a random page.
While Snape was writing stuff on the blackboard rapidly, Dracos eyes rested on the gold brown locks that jumped in front of him while the person tried to write down the phrases in immense speed. He hated that motivation. This girl. This girl is driving him insane.
Suddenly the bell rang and everyone who has been sleeping or just dreaming flinched and started to pack their things.Everyone except the gold lock girl. She sat still and wrote down down every word that was left on the blackboard. As I moved along her table I commented " Are you writing a love letter to weasel beasel, Granger?"
When some slytherins started to laugh she turned around calm and whispered " Leave me alone Malfoy" while,I could swear a tear was running down her read little cheek. She stood up and hurried past me with her hair flying up because of the wind that flew in her face.
I stood there completely confused because normally, she would slap a smart answer in my face and set me in astonish.
I went with the crowd through the halls and thought about what could have caused her tears as I bumped into my favourite person.
"Potter." I mumbled.
"Malfoy." he replied.
I stared at him expecting him to go ways but he stayed and instead looked me in the eyes.
"Sorry to ask but have you maybe seen Hermoine? I wouldn't ask if I weren't so clueless.". I was surprised he even spoke to me.
"She ran away quickly after poison class maybe you should try to find her outside of the castle,.. Potter."
"Ok thanks Malfoy Hope I won't see you again." Ok here he was. Back again always an annoying phrase on his tongue.
"Hope you die Potter." I answered as he walked away, on his way to the Castle door.