How Do I Loathe Thee?

by Arsenic Kiss and She's a Star

Pairing: Draco/Ginny...sorta.

Author's Note: We decided to collaborate on this one. Also, in one part we mention that Draco sees Ginny in class, which is a bit...inaccurate, as they're in different years. But let's just say that Ginny is in an advanced class with Draco, okay? All righty then.

Enjoy. :-)

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I just kinda hate you a little bit.

The way you walk, and talk, and breathe, and stuff.

But only just a little bit.

When we're in class, I kinda look over at you.

And I think "I hate her SO much."

You just make me want to like SPIT on something.

And rub it into the ground with my shoe.

And then spit on it again.

You're really kind of an idiot, you know?

You're stupid and dumb.

But only kind of.

And you're kind of annoying.

Like how you NEVER shut up.

And you just keep talking and talking and talking and talking

(And I absolutely honestly never ever find anything you're saying to be interesting.

Nope. I hate hearing you talk. Really.)

I really hate that.

But just kind of.

Know what else?

You're really a little bit UGLY.

Like when I look at you,

it makes me want to throw up on your shoes or something.

But only just a little bit.

And I really can't stand your handwriting.

I mean, who dots their i's with circles?

And hearts sometimes, too.

That is so incredibly stupid. It makes me just want to

Walk over there and rip your paper in half.

And then laugh.

Because I really hate your handwriting.

But only just a little bit. Kind of.

Oh yeah, I forgot.

I sorta hate the way you sit.

With your back all straight and your chin kinda up a little bit.

I mean, who sits like that anyway?

I don't.

It's really annoying when you sit like that.

But only sorta.

And I really can't stand your last name.

I mean...Weasley?

What kind of a last name is that?

It reminds me of a weasel.

I hate weasels.

Even more than ferrets.

I was a ferret once.

But let's not go into that.

Because I don't like your last name. That's the point.

But only just a little bit. You know. Sorta.

Oh yeah, and another thing.

I really hate your hair.

I mean, it's so RED and STRAIGHT and boring.

Whose hair is like that, anyway?

Why don't you ever do anything with it?

It would look kind of pretty, if you put it up.

Or it would. If you weren't kinda ugly.

I still hate your hair.

But just kind of, you know.

And I hate your family.

I mean, they're all so...

Well...

Like YOU.

Stupid and dumb and boring.

And that red hair.

And the whole weasel thing...

And you're all kinda POOR.

I mean...that's not REALLY a bad thing.

Just kind of.

Wait a second. It's a really bad thing.

Because my father said so.

But I hate you even more than your family.

Because your brothers are all guys.

And so I don't spend this much time and effort hating them.

I just...do.

So this all boils down to...

I really hate you.

Sort of.

But that doesn't mean I'm in love with you or anything, Weasley.

Don't get any ideas.

I would never fall in love with trash like you.

You're really stupid to even think that.

Because I'm not in love with you.

I really hate you.

...

...But only a little.