Summery: Hermione is just sick of being strung along by love, but finds it where she didn't think she would
Summery: Hermione is just sick of being strung along by love, but finds it where she didn't think she would. Short one shot.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I would be one rich chick.
Rating: Teen (Because of swearing)
Pairings: Ron/Lavender, Harry/Ginny, Hermione/Draco.
Strung Along
I Hermione Jane Granger have decided that I hate love. Bloody Ronald Weasley stringing me along since third year. Hating it when I got close to Victor. Goes and.. gets that slut.. who just wants everyone.
Yes, I'm talking about LavLav. She's meant to be my friend, she knows how I felt about him.
I'm the only single one left now. Harry and Ginny. How they make me sick. But they don't mean it. Harry deserves some happiness.. As does Ginny, but I think she just wants the Boy-who-Lived.
So, Ronald and LavLav were.. Exchanging saliva, so I decided to leave. Maybe I shall read a book? Yes, I shall.
"Fucking hell Granger, watch where you're going." I heard as I bumped into someone.
"Malfoy." I said surprised, for I had walked right into him.
At that point Ronald walked past. I of course gave him a filthy look that would beat Draco's.. I mean Malfoy's any day.
"What going on between you and Weasel, mud-blood?" asked Draco, looking as if this was amusement, like a muggle soap opera or something.
I raised my eyebrow, still with a filthy look on my face. And that's when it happened.
"OI, WEASLE!" He shouted. "You sure have missed your chance for a good fuck." Then he did something I would had never thought of – He kissed me. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin prince kissed me, Mud-Blood Granger.
But the thing is, he's a good kisser.. I couldn't not kiss him back, so I full on went with it. Merlin knows how long it lasted, all I know is a rather large crowd formed, and some girl was crying. Later on I found out it was Parkinson.
So, a week later, Draco and I were walking into the great hall, his hand on my arse, us stopping by Ronald.
"You really did miss a good fuck, Weasel." Draco said, slightly squeezing my arse.
Harry of course started to choke on some toast, while Ronald looked rather green. Rather funny now that I think about it. He got sex like, right away. He wasn't my first so I didn't care. Victor was but that's a different story.
So, now we are starting our seventh year, Draco and I are still together, Ronald and I aren't talking, and Harry spends most of his time in Ginny's pants.
AN: This is my first story, just a short thing, hardly any good. Any ideas for how I could improve? Just let me know. Thank you (