Hermione's POV:

He slowly nodded and shrugged "Well, you were intelligible and brilliantly mesmerising." he hastily added "To the professors, to the professors! Not to me..I mean I can explain-"

I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms once more, listening attentively to what he had to explain.

"I did despise you. That was obvious. However, I had this really strange interest in Harry. Its just that we would made really good acquaintances, if he didn't refuse my handshake. That was when I began to go against all of his friends and him. If he hadn't, I must admit I would have-you know what never mind.."

"Hmm, alright so you think I'm going to give a fuck about your fucking life story of how you began to despise us all. If you don't leave, I'll make you fuck off myself-"

"But you can't-"

"I can do whatever I want, now that I am a Zabini."

"You think you, of all people can control me?" he barked out a laugh.

I nodded firmly and shoved him out.

That was strangely satisfying, seeing Malfoy being speechless.

However, I rejoiced too soon, because soon after, Malfoy barged in once more, and had me pinned to the wall.

"You git, you'd think I'll leave you alone?" he scoffed.

I nodded but little did he know, he had a surprise awaiting him.

I pointed my wand to his chest and shoved him away. He fell to the ground.

"You fucker." he snarled.

"You foul, loathsome, evil little cockroach" I glared at him.

He pulled me forward and I managed to regain balance and stunned him, which he dodged effortlessly.

"Expelliarmus!" I exclaimed and his wand went out of his hand and dropped to the ground, where he was lying down. I immediately put my shoe on his chest and muttered "If you don't get out, I'll make you fuck off."

He shuddered in pretense "Oh that's incredibly scary, I'm going to be getting nightmares tonight in my sleep." 

"You, yourself are a nightmare Malfoy!" I snarled.

"A nightmare dressed as a daydream, I suppose?" he replied.

I was about to slap him until-

"For Merlin's sake, what are you two doing here? I thought you both despised each other?" Blaise's voice emerged out of nowhere, to our utter astonishment.

We both looked up to meet his gaze.

"Why the fuck is my sister's hair tousled and my best mate's tie loosened up?" Blaise asked until he got a sly idea and blurted it out as he waggled his eyebrows "Or have you two been shagging lately?"

"No, we aren't!" both of our voices chorused and we shot death glares to one another again.

"I suppose you meant 'Not yet.'"

I flushed and Malfoy looked elsewhere as he, too turned red as a tomato, prolly at the ceiling, to avoid his best mate's gaze.

"I suppose I better get going, then." Malfoy responded.

He hastily stood up and after dusting off imaginary dust from his clothes, he left and I, too, excused myself awkwardly back to the dining hall, as I hastily escaped from the bathroom.

'I was going to get pay back for what Malfoy did.'  I swore it to myself silently.