The Last Petal...

He grew up full of prejudice. Was taught he was superior. He knew nothing of other people's feelings, nor did he care. The very idea of love and light made him sneer. But what would you expect, from a beast?

For the Beauty and the Beast competition


9. Eight

The Great Hall was packed. Everyone was going about their daily lives like there hadn't been a major blowup between Draco and Granger.

"Oi! Earth to Draco!"

A hand waved in front of his face. It belonged to Theo.

"Bro! What's so interesting over there?" He asked peering over in the direction Draco had been looking in

"All I see over there is Granger," Blaise joined in

"Granger?! Dude really? You like the Gryffindor Princess?" Theo exclaimed with wide eyes

"No! Why would you think that?! I hate her!" Draco cried out with relish

"Oh! Good!" Theo replied sliding down in his seat and wiping away imaginary sweat on his forehead dramatically

Draco cupped his chin in his hand and stared again.

How could one person be so perfect?


Hermione hummed happily as she walked down an isle of the library, her fingers softly grazing the spines of the books as she went.

She scoffed when she saw Malfoy enter the same isle. He looked stunned at seeing her.

"What?" She asked with hatred in her voice

"N-nothing," he said turning to the books

It was very odd of him not to throw an insult at her. Was he ill?

He walked behind her, barely touching her.

She felt her stomach come alive with butterflies. They felt airy and jittery.

She scowled down at her tingling tummy.

"Stop it!" She muttered

Malfoy turned around to face her.

"Stop what?" He asked with an eyebrow raised

"I wasn't talking to you," Hermione said turning up her nose and pulling a book off the shelf at random

"But, there's no one else here," Malfoy pointed out looking on either side of them for some hidden person

She cursed herself for talking aloud.

"I don't think you want that book, Granger," Malfoy said smirking

"Why not? I'll read what I want," Hermione huffed

"Okay suit yourself. Just know it's about how a Werewolf kills its' prey," Malfoy warned, still smirking

Hermione squealed and dropped the book looking disgusted.

Malfoy laughed and picked it up before placing it back on the shelf.

The books fell over before he could take his hand out and it fell over on top of his hand.

Hermione reacted instantly and picked it up so his hand could get free. Her hand somehow landed on top of his.

They both jumped a bit and looked at each other. Hermione blushed and pulled her hand away, quickly leaving the isle.

Later that day, they were going up a staircase. Somehow, they ended up next to each other. Some people in front of Hermione moved back into her, so she took a few steps backward.

In the process, she tripped over Malfoy's foot behind her.

He caught her before she fell too far.

"Oh look at that" He said looking down at her, "Granger's fallen for me,"

Hermione blushed fiercely and stood up before walking at a fast pace to her next class.

She was still pink when she sat next to Ron and Harry for Charms.

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