IT BEGINS…

Hermione was walking toward the library carrying a pile of books when one of the heartthrobs of Hogwarts accidentally knocked her down. She fell hard on the ground, her books flying everywhere. "Will you watch where you're going!"

"Look here Granger, I'm not in the mood to argue with you. So, get out of my way," Cedric sneered, although a hint of concern flashed briefly on his eyes. Judging by his looks, someone had pissed him off. Smokes were coming out of his ears. Hazel eyes were narrowed into slits. His straight nose was flaring. At that moment, he looked like the Hungarian Horntail that Harry fought with, only much cuter. Hermione doubted that his anger was because he ran into her, literally.

"What's your problem?" the Hogwart's smartest witch asked, surprised by Cedric's animosity. She stood up and started picking up her books which includes her all time favorite Hogwarts a History. The fact that Cedric didn't move to help her added to her surprise. It was very unusual for the Hufflepuff Triwizard Champion to act like he's Draco Malfoy. From what she had observed from the last few months, Cedric was a gentleman. Yes, Hermione Granger, the Gryffindor princess had been watching the Hufflepuff prince. There was just something about him that interests her. "I said, what's your problem?"

"It's none of your business, Granger. Prefects' Meeting at eight. I expect you to be there on time," Cedric also the Head Boy simply replied. Without further ado, he entered the library, not even bothering to hold the door open for her.

"That git! Oh if yesterday I want to snog the hell out of you now, I want nothing but to smashed your face on the wall again and again," Hermione yelled in frustration.

"So, violent."

"Brutal."

"I wonder if she's like that in bed."

"…"

"Joking," Ron smiled sheepishly. He and Harry had overheard Hermione talking to herself. They were amused to how she almost yanked all her hair out to show how annoyed she was. Hermione simply glared at them and shoved her books to them.

"Here, for once, be useful and return these to the Madam Pince. You might as well start studying for Charms. And, do me a favor, LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Eeekk," Ron squeaked, stunned by Hermione's sudden outburst. "She's scarier than spiders."

"PMS?" The boy-who-lived asked his red haired friend as Hermione walked away.

"Eh, What's that?"

Harry only cocked his eyebrow in response.

The next morning, to say that Hermione Granger was fuming mad was an understatement. She was extremely furious that she had almost hex Neville Longbottom for losing his frog Trevor, again. The explanation for her madness, one word: Cedric. He drove her batty in the prefects' meeting. He contradicted every suggestion she made from prefects' rounds to Inter-House Unity. He even called her an insufferable know-it-all, a moment that Draco Malfoy would forever cherish.

When Hermione entered the Great Hall, students started whispering to each other.

"News really does travel fast," Hermione mused, with an exasperated look on her face. She was still confused as to why Cedric started to despise her. Just two days ago they had a decent conversation about house elves. Hermione tried to locate Cedric and there he was sitting with his friends, laughing about something. Then, she noticed the shiny round object that was attached on his left chest. It was the S.P.E.W badge that he had bought from her. Now, Hermione Granger was really confused. She seated herself on the empty spot next to Harry.

"Good Morning," Harry said cautiously. Hermione replied to the greeting half-heartedly.

"What's up with you and Diggory?" Ron asked curiously while swallowing a mouthful of pancakes. Harry glared at him and Hermione just stared at Ron, disgust clearly written on her face. "Alright, I'll just shut up now."

Suddenly, Hermione couldn't take it anymore. She stood up from her seat and turned to face the Hufflepuff table. "Diggory, you're an asshole," she shouted, not caring if the teachers had heard her. She ran to the nearest exit. If she hadn't left the Great Hall in such a hurry, she would see Cedric choking on his food. It was priceless.