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Hermione followed Ginny out of the common room, without her knowledge.
Ginny had been sneaking off at night for the last two weeks, and Hermione was dying to know why. She had asked Harry to borrow his Invisibility Cloak, telling him that she had some last minute homework to do in the library.
As quiet as she could, Hermione followed as close as she could. Where could she possibly be going?
Ginny walked into a classroom, and Hermione barely had time to sneak past her before she closed the door. What is she doing in a classroom in the
middle of the night?
The answer to her question came strutting through the door behind them.
Oh, my, God. No way.
Ginny turned around to greet Draco Malfoy. "Hello, lover."
Draco smiled, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "Good evening, Miss Weasley."
Draco started kissing her, and Hermione couldn't stand there any longer.
She whipped off the invisibility cloak. "This is what you've been doing every night!?"
Ginny and Draco whipped around, parting briefly only to clasp one another's hand. Hermione was bewildered. Ginny and Draco? A Gryffindor with a Slytherin? A Weasley with a Malfoy?
"Hermione? What are you doing here?" Ginny asked meekly.
"You've been sneaking out after hours for two weeks! I was worried about you!" she exclaimed.
"Well, as you can see, she's perfectly alright, so if you don't mind…" Draco began.
"Don't speak!" Hermione said. She turned to Ginny. "How long?"
Ginny looked at the man beside her. "Almost a month."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Hermione asked.
Ginny looked at her best friend. "I knew you wouldn't understand. You're upset even now."
Hermione looked at both of them, at their intertwined hands. "I'm just upset because I had to find out this way."
Draco stepped forward, looking Hermione in the eye. "I know you can't ever really be comfortable with the idea of Ginny and I. And I know you don't trust me…but believe me when I say I've changed. I love Ginny, and that's that."
Ginny now stepped forward. "Love?"
Draco turned towards her. "Yes, Ginny. I love you. I've loved you for so long, I don't even know how long."
Hermione watched Ginny wrap her arms around her boyfriend. Before they could start up another full-on make out, Hermione interrupted.
"Um…excuse me? Do you think you could wait until I leave?" she asked.
"If you hurry," Ginny said, not looking away from Draco.
Hermione would have said get a room, but instead she left the classroom, and rushed back to Gryffindor common room.
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The next day in Potions, Hermione could barely focus. She had thought for sure that Ginny liked Harry. And she had thought that Harry had returned those feelings, but when she asked him about it that morning, he said the she was like a sister to him, like Hermione herself was.
She couldn't get over the fact the a Slytherin, Malfoy of all people, was in love with a Gryffindor. She knew she shouldn't think of it that way, After all, Hufflepuffs dated Ravenclaws, Ravenclaws dated Gryffindors, just because there was a lot of bad blood between Gryffindor and Slytherin, didn't mean that there weren't some people who could see past that.
And that was the main reason why she couldn't take her eyes off of Professor Snape. Age had never really mattered to her. In her opinion, some things just got better with age. And while he was a teacher and she was a student - and that, in her opinion, was wrong - she couldn't help feeling attracted to him.
She wanted to talk to someone about it, but she was at a loss for who. She couldn't talk to Harry and Ron, they would have her committed, she couldn't talk to Dumbledore, he would scold her, or worse, Snape. She thought she might be able to talk to Ginny about it, with her also dating a Slytherin man, but she would have to be careful not to be overheard. For her sake, as well as Ginny's.