"Why must I always be assigned to Malfoy as a partner?" Hermione thought to herself, as she gathered her things to go to the Slytherin side of the classroom. She sat down in said very civilly to him "I'll write the report and gather the materials, if you just do the potion and I help out. Things will move smoother if we just do not talk."
He had that arrogant sneer that seemed to be forever plastered on his face. "What ever you say , mudblood. Just do not touch me."
She rolled her eyes and laughed. "Unlike most girls, I do not want to touch you. You disgust me"
" I find that hardly believable. There isn't a girl around here that doesn't want to be with me. Although, you are not really a girl are you? You are just a mudblood, after all."
She just scoffed and went about her business.
An hour later,( a very difficult hour, with lots of arguing) the potion was ready. It had just came to a simmer and turned a vibrant orange color. The correct color. Unlike Neville and Goyle's potion, which had turn a nasty brown.
"There, the report is ready. Now all we need to do is bottle the potion." Hermione said as she straightened the papers.
"It isn't ready yet. It is not the correct shade of orange." Malfoy said rudely.
"Yes it is, ferret boy. Look at the example color in the potions book." Hermione retorted.
"No, mudblood. It needs to be a little darker. I, unlike you, know what I am doing." He spat back.
" I know you're wrong. But that would not be the first time, you pompous prick." She muttered.
" Well, instead of reading "Hogwarts: A History" all the time, maybe you should read a book on how to be more like a girl. You seem to fail that aspect."
Before Malfoy knew what was happening, Hermione threw a punch in his face , and he was on the floor with a bloody nose.
"GRANGER! DETENTION FOR A MONTH! AND 50 POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!" Snape yelled suddenly from his desk.
Malfoy laughed through his blood. "See , Gryffindor bitch, you can't get away with assaulting or insulting me. You will always be a mudblood." Swiftly, he hexed her chair to fall out from under her . Then 'accidentally' stepped on her hand.
"Draco, detention for tonight. I will see you both in my office at 8:00 sharp. I honestly expected better from you."
For a minute, Malfoy looked surprised, but after realizing he had it only for one night as she had it for a month, he was perfectly well suited.
"See you tonight, dear" Malfoy said sarcastically as he pushed her out of his way.
Harry and Ron came over to her and looked worried. "Are you ok, Mione? Do you want me to get him?" Ron said heatedly.
"No offense Ron, but I think she got him good enough. You see all that blood on the floor? That was great, Hermione! I would have cheered louder, but I didn't want to cause more trouble for you." Harry said smiling.
This made a grin appear on her face. "Thank you , guys. I'm sure I'll survive."
Little did she know what magic had in store for her.
He had that arrogant sneer that seemed to be forever plastered on his face. "What ever you say , mudblood. Just do not touch me."
She rolled her eyes and laughed. "Unlike most girls, I do not want to touch you. You disgust me"
" I find that hardly believable. There isn't a girl around here that doesn't want to be with me. Although, you are not really a girl are you? You are just a mudblood, after all."
She just scoffed and went about her business.
An hour later,( a very difficult hour, with lots of arguing) the potion was ready. It had just came to a simmer and turned a vibrant orange color. The correct color. Unlike Neville and Goyle's potion, which had turn a nasty brown.
"There, the report is ready. Now all we need to do is bottle the potion." Hermione said as she straightened the papers.
"It isn't ready yet. It is not the correct shade of orange." Malfoy said rudely.
"Yes it is, ferret boy. Look at the example color in the potions book." Hermione retorted.
"No, mudblood. It needs to be a little darker. I, unlike you, know what I am doing." He spat back.
" I know you're wrong. But that would not be the first time, you pompous prick." She muttered.
" Well, instead of reading "Hogwarts: A History" all the time, maybe you should read a book on how to be more like a girl. You seem to fail that aspect."
Before Malfoy knew what was happening, Hermione threw a punch in his face , and he was on the floor with a bloody nose.
"GRANGER! DETENTION FOR A MONTH! AND 50 POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!" Snape yelled suddenly from his desk.
Malfoy laughed through his blood. "See , Gryffindor bitch, you can't get away with assaulting or insulting me. You will always be a mudblood." Swiftly, he hexed her chair to fall out from under her . Then 'accidentally' stepped on her hand.
"Draco, detention for tonight. I will see you both in my office at 8:00 sharp. I honestly expected better from you."
For a minute, Malfoy looked surprised, but after realizing he had it only for one night as she had it for a month, he was perfectly well suited.
"See you tonight, dear" Malfoy said sarcastically as he pushed her out of his way.
Harry and Ron came over to her and looked worried. "Are you ok, Mione? Do you want me to get him?" Ron said heatedly.
"No offense Ron, but I think she got him good enough. You see all that blood on the floor? That was great, Hermione! I would have cheered louder, but I didn't want to cause more trouble for you." Harry said smiling.
This made a grin appear on her face. "Thank you , guys. I'm sure I'll survive."
Little did she know what magic had in store for her.