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Hermione's POV:

There was no way Draco Ferret Malfoy actually got chosen to be one of the Hogwarts' Champion. Even Ron had some hopes in his chances of survival. But him-!?

He was such a bloody git with practically no brains. He was surely not going to survive this. 

'Wait, why do I care..?'

All of this just couldn't wrap around my head. He was just a pompous ferret, secretly manipulating me, despite the fact that I wasn't at all oblivious to it.

Just when I couldn't take it anymore and I sensed a panic attack incoming, someone entered the room.

Oh Merlin.

It was him.

The fucking ferret.

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Some time after:

"MALFOY! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU INVADE MY PRIVACY!"  I shrieked out of utter spite.

He smirked "So weren't you going to change into your pyjamas? Well then, do it." He added as he surrendered "Just pretend I'm not here, I'll look elsewhere and close my eyes."

He then proceeded to close his eyes and place his hands over it for more coverage and so I discreetly went to the corner and went to change as I tugged my shirt off.

As I changed, I kept on my eyes on his lean figure for a moment or two.

As my eyes left his looming figure, I hadn't realised that he was approaching me while his eyes' were wide open, a smirk endorned on his lips as he observed me. 

Slowly, I felt a pair of arms snaking around my waist.

"Malfoy, what the f-"

"Now, now Zabini that's not a way to disrespect your brother's friend." He smirked.

I crossed my arms infuriatingly as I huffed "Well that's no reason to stare at your brother's sister, is it?"

"But we're friends..." He began and I shushed him, by retorting "Well we aren't even close friends, let alone, together!"

His eyes widened as I reached for my wand and pointed it to him threateningly, as my free hand had closed around his throat, as an attempt to strangle him.

"If you dare to see me change with your horrid eyes wide open, I'll make sure to ruin your life.." I snarled before letting him go forcefully and shoving him down to the ground with a slight push of my hand.

"Yes Zab- Yes Ma'am!" He answered forcefully yet fearfully.

That was more like it.

As I walked away, further from him, I couldn't help but ponder how he called me 'Ma'am' and just that one word made the entire sentence sound so damn hot.

Yet, I made an attempt to forget all of it.

Unfortunately, I didn't.