Whatever Will Be, Will Be

Chapter One: Look Out!

"You're so stupid!" Draco shouted as he threw his hands into the air. "The most useless thing alive, you can't do anything right!" He told her as he slapped her hard across the cheeks. "Why I ever thought you could do something like this is besides me. Move!" He told her before slamming her up against the wall. "Honestly Hermione, I thought you were supposed to be the smartest girl in the school! But as it turns out the only intelligent thing you have done is get with me."

Hermione stood with her hands raised in surrender as Draco began fiddling with his broken wand. "You can't med a broken wand, Draco." She tried to tell him. "Ron broke his in second year and-"

"Ugh! You mean I have done the same thing as that filthy redheaded weasel!?" Draco asked in disgust as the splinters on his broken wand pierced there way into his pale skin. "OW!" He shrieked as he pulled his hand away from the severed wand and shook it; small amounts of blood flinging into the air.

"Don't talk about my friends like that." Hermione told him as the boy continued shaking at his bleeding hand.

"I don't see why you're still friends with them anyways, I've told you you're better off without them." He told her as be brought his hand up to his mouth and began sucking away at the blood. "And besides," He added. "It was your head that broke my wand, all I did was give it the force to break, but it was the impact of your head that did it." He laughed as Hermione felt along the small goose-egg bruise that had been left from the said incident.

"Yeah," She agreed in a small voice. "I guess it was my fault... I'm sorry Draco, will you please forgive me?" For not listening to Harry and Ron in the first place and getting with you.

"There she is," Draco smiled happily as he walked over to his girlfriend and wrapped his once-loving arms around her; kissing her deeply as he pressed her body up against the wall. "You know I love you darling, but you mustn't aggravate me so much, I don't want to damage your pretty little face." He said softly as he ran his fingers along the yellow and green bruises he had given her last week.

"You're right Draco." She smiled obediently as she looked into his cold grey eyes.

"Yes I am, I always am." He agreed. "And you're not, that's just something you are going to have to get used to love." He told her before leaning into kiss her one last time.

"Hermione?" Ron asked awkwardly as his brown eyed friend appeared beside him. "What're you doing here? I thought you'd be in the ministers box with Draco."

"No," She shook her head. "They didn't have enough tickets, so I told him I'd be fine to come and watch the game with you. Unless of course that'll be a problem?" She asked as she looked over at Arthur Weasley with a nervous expression.

"You're always welcome to be any place the family is Hermione, you know that." He smiled. "Even if you have turned to the dark side." He added; referring to her recent choice in relationships. AKA: the Malfoy's.

Ignoring his comment, she smiled. "Thank you Mr. Weasley."

"Of course dear." He told her before turning his attention back to the playing field.

"They didn't have enough tickets?" Ron asked. "What, poor daddy Malfoy couldn't afford one more for you?" He said with spite.

"Honestly Ron, if this is going to be a problem I can just-"

"No." He told her. "I'm being a jerk Hermione... I'm sorry. I just don't understand what you see in him, that's all. I'll try and be cool... for your sake." He added as he nudged her shoulder with his playfully; a wide smile on his face.

"Thanks Ron." She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his bicep and leaned her head onto his shoulder. "You've no idea how much our friendship means to me." She told him as she squeezed onto his arm.

"Me too Hermione," He agreed with a deep sigh; secretly wishing she would stay there forever. "Me too."

* * *

"THE IRISH!" Fred and George shouted in unison as the stands began roaring with applause; Hermione pulled herself away from Ron's arm and looked out onto the field which was now swarming with green and silver Quidditch players.

"Yeah!" Fred shouted loudly.

"Woo!" George added as they both began hooting and hollering and clapping their hands together.

"And now..." They started in unison. "THE BULGARIANS!!" The stands applause seemed to double in volume as the name 'Krum' was chanted throughout the auditorium.

"Who's that!?" Hermione shouted over the noise.

"It's Viktor Krum!" Ron shouted back. "Best seeker in the world! And youngest too!" He said with a love-stuck expression as he looked out onto the said seeker.

"I've never heard of him!" She told him; he laughed.

"I'm not surprised 'Mione, I mean how much attention do you really pay to the game when it isn't Harry playing it!?" He asked as he looked over at her with a wide grin on his face.

"Good point!" She agreed as they both looked back onto the field.

Hermione began hooting and hollering with the crowds; deciding, due to team colors, to vote for the Bulgarians. Green and silver reminded her much too much of Slytherin, and Slytherin reminded her far too much of Draco, and she thought about Draco too often as is. But tonight, as she stood side by side with her friend Ronald, she decided that Draco was simply obsolete.

"It appears that Krum has spotted the snitch!" The announcer called.

"Yeah!" Hermione called loudly; surprising herself. "Go Krum! Woo!"

"Hermione!" Ron called with even more volume.

She smiled and looked over at him. "No! Hermione!" He told her.

"LOOK OUT!" Arthur, Ron, Cedric, Amos and the twins called as they pointed to a speeding bludger that was headed right towards her. "HERMIONE!"

She turned back towards the field and-

BOOM!

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