It’s like I can’t breathe
It’s like I can’t see anything
Nothing but you
I’m addicted to you
I know that it’s wrong
still I run run run
run right into you
Pansy Parkinson gave a shriek of laughter
Draco does so many ridiculous things in the books. I love it.
another makani gem.
“Granger,” Draco mumbled from beside her.
Hermione took a deep, steadying breath and agitatedly flexed her fingers, trying to focus on Snape’s droning lecture.
“Graaaaannnngerrrr,” he singsonged lightly under his breath.
She gave up on trying to listen to what was being said and tried to simply ignore her irritating partner. Trying to make a point, she turned her body away from her partner and resolutely began copying down the notes on the board.
She thought her tactic had worked, until she felt someone tugging on her curls insistently. “Granger. Granger,” came from behind her.
Her left eye twitched. Her jaw clenched. I will not give in. I will not give in. I will not give in.
Her quill snapped, along with her temper. She whipped her head around so fast that her long hair smacked him in the face.
“WHAT,” she spat venomously under her breath, hoping to kill or at least seriously injure him with her glare.
He grinned cheekily. “Noootthhhhinn’,” he drawled, propping his chin up on his fist and tilting his head slightly to the right.
Suspiciously, she narrowed her eyes at him. “Are you high?” She asked incredulously.
He blinked at her, smiling stupidly.
Hermione rolled her eyes. He must have inhaled the crushed ashwinder eggs he had been chopping. Stupid prat. It would wear off in a bit, but for now she was stuck with loopy Malfoy.
“Your hair looks a buuush. Are you a plant?” He giggled.
Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose.
Of all the days to have double potions…