Corridors || Find your way to class!

@Miss Hermione Draco turned around upon hearing the familiar hateful voice of the gryffindor's. "what mudblood? up to a fight?" he sneered and starts to walk away again

@Draco [ sorry late reply ]

"You!" Hermione whisper-shouted. But Draco just walked away, ignoring every ounce of his surroundings. "Hey?" she shouted. "Aren't you listening?" Hermione called after him.

@Miss Hermione Draco was beyond tired, the bloody members of the quidditch team were bunch of dimwit and he hadnt had many rest these days. He was walking absentmindedly toward the corridors, not knowing where he was going, its not like he cared anyway. So he kept walking, until he bumped into someone.
Sneering, he gather up his demeanor, "bloody hell," he cursed not even sparring the person he bumped into a glance

It was a short announcement. Really short. Hermione exited the Great Hall and turned to go to the Gryffindor dormitory. She wasn't even finished on her Astronomy chart and Transfiguration essay of famous Animagus and their tragic deaths. Sighing, she entered the dimly-lit corridor. It felt... Eerie to be alone now and then. Her footsteps echoed through the corridor. She soon found she was not the only pair of shoes there.

There was a sound of fast shoes hitting the floor and advancing on Hermione. The figure appeared out of the darkness. A pointed pale face, tall figure and... blonde hair.

It was that drawling boy, Draco.