Harry Potter: Winning Hermione Over at the Start

I've transmigrated into the body of Draco Malfoy, the devastatingly handsome young master Draco.

All I have to say is: "My father is Lucius Malfoy. Cross me, and you're dead."

What about the people who don't cross me? All I have to say is that I just want to be a low-profile young master, ride on my little wife Hermione's coattails, and spend my days teasing her.

Hermione: "Hah! Ride on my coattails? Don't even think about it!"

Ron: "You joined Gryffindor, and you call that keeping a low profile?"

Lavender Brown: "All the professors are fighting to make you their final personal apprentice. Could you possibly keep a lower profile?"

Neville: "Bro Draco, you're freaking awesome."

Harry: "You're actually closer to Hagrid than I am???"

Wood: "We can't do without you as our Seeker!"

Dumbledore: "You're the true child of the Prophecy, aren't you? Voldemort must have eight lifetimes of rotten luck to have run into you!"

"Help! I really don't want to be famous!"

Harry Potter + Hermione as the female lead