Kill the female weasel, marry Granger and fuck Lovegood.
Okay, I’m also in love with that blonde bloke in the mirror.
I thought that she probably payed Krum, and she used many charms to tame that hair of hers.
mudblood and proud: Draco & Hermione || Reluctant Partners
The clicking of Hermione Granger’s heels echoed against the marble floors as she hurried down the corridors of The Ministry of Magic. The world had begun to settle after the destruction and chaos; nobody had expected the sudden chain of murders. At first, there was no connection but as the body…
Draco cringed as he heard the bushy haired witch burst into his office, and go on about being paired together as partners, and the differences they’ve had in the past the blond rolled his steal colored eyes and sat up as she dropped all her papers on his mahogany desk.
"Look Granger I’m not really ecstatic about this partnership either, but you don’t have to burst into my office like you own the damn joint throwing all your shit on my desk.” He coolly disputed and pushed her stuff off to far left end of the desk.
Because I can.
Well my father was a death eater, so what d’you think?
I am not a dog.