Too Much of a Brother

A/N: Have fun! hehehehe... Well, most of the scenes are from real life events that I have been through or my friends have been through and some are just purely made by me! --SMILES--

Disclaimer: Everything is of Rowlings

Chapter 1

Remembering Umbridge

I looked at the floor while I was walking. No need to worry about bumping into someone because Harry and Ron would obviously warn me if I'm going to clash someone when that person is about like... let's say, 10 meters away?!

Anyway, I really don't care about that anymore, the exaggeration of Harry and Ron's actions towards me. I'm too overly excited already about the homework Credere gave us. The typical bonus homework he does, though a lot of people think that this one is the crappiest. Though, I think it's quite nice. He told us to write about what we want to happen in our future and thinking about it makes me want to faint due to an overwhelming feeling in my stomach... God! I love those butterflies! What I wanted in my future is to be with---

'Hey mudblood!' a familiar voice shouted, but when I snapped my head up, Harry and Ron scuttled in front of me, blocking my view of the blonde boy.

I tipped my toes a little to at least see something in between my best buddies' neck. It really sucks when they're taller than you and they block you from a nice sight. Malfoy was alone. No cronies? Why so? That's weird, maybe we have duties to attend to that's why he didn't bring the hollow headed duo.

I saw Malfoy stop in his tracks and furrow his brows at my friends' actions. He was quite taken aback, I think. But he went towards us again.

'What do you want?' Harry said in a quite angered tone. 'I want the mudblood, not you.' Malfoy answered in the same tone. 'Then what do you want with her?' Ron said in gritted teeth.

Whoah! This is too much, really. Harry and Ron had been like this ever since the middle of fifth year when they learned about me and Viktor breaking up. I mean, it's okay when you try to comfort your depressed friend and promising her not being hurt again by someone, but frankly, this is too much. Way too much! It's like putting five whole pieces of chocolate frogs in your mouth that you can hardly move it. Well, if Ron's the one doing it, uh... That's a different story.

'None of your business weasel. Now get out of my way.' he said as he stepped forwards.

As he did this, Harry reached out his hand back at me without even looking. I think Harry thought that this is a sort of protection movement, but it actually isn't, because he barely missed my chest! Good thing I moved backwards right away or else he would have... you know... touched my breasts.

Harry looked back at me as he didn't feel his hand on me, but when he saw me looking at him, he gave me a comforting smile then turned back towards Malfoy.

What the hell was that smile for, anyway?

Malfoy glared at my friends. Quite a cute glare actually.

'I told you to GET OUT OF MY WAY! NOW DO IT!' he told Harry and Ron. They didn't budge, as usual.

Stubborn Gryffindors!

'Any of Hermione's business is our business.' Harry informed Malfoy.

Uh... well, actually, they made my business too much theirs... if you get what I mean.

'No, it's NOT your business. It's mine AND Granger's business, now GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY!' Malfoy said, he was loosing his patience.

Mine and Malfoy's business? Oh... Butterflies! Too much butterflies again!

'What are you getting at?' Ron started. 'None of your business.' Malfoy said, his face now calm. 'Answer the question Malfoy.' Harry said. 'No, I wont.' he said as he caught my stare.

The stare went along for quite a while. His eyes were so hard and unpredictable. No emotions or whatsoever. They were so mysterious that I usually fall deep into them. Sometimes too much that Harry had caught me.

It was the time when Umbridge and his cronies had gotten me, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Luna and Neville in her office last year. Well, when all the chaos was happening, I saw Malfoy leaning on the window sill, tossing up and down Harry's wand. He stopped playing with it when he saw me looking at him. That was the longest time we stared at each other! His gaze was sort of longing... But I'll give emphasis on the word "SORT OF". Well, I broke away when I felt my wrists in pain by the hold of my pathetic captor. I looked back at Malfoy and saw him looking at me. He was watching every time I wince in pain. He might be enjoying a mudblood in pain but what does that previous stare mean?

Ooh! I hope it means something! God! I'm getting more overwhelmed even with the thought of it! Ever since that day, I can't seem to keep my eyes off of him. He has caught me numerous times but I don't really care. What I care about was Harry and Ron not knowing about my little crush. Or else they might kill me, or worse, they might kill Malfoy.

'Don't stare at her!' Ron said irritated. 'So now it's wrong to stare?' Malfoy asked.

This was getting way too far already.

I walked towards Harry's left and looked at Malfoy promptly. Harry had no idea that I was just right beside him as he yakked away about the "wrongness" of what Malfoy had done.

'Yes Draco? You called for me, did you not?'

I said curtly, rather having quite fun as I know that Harry and most definitely Ron would react to the "cuteness" or whatever they prefer to call it and also by saying Malfoy's first name. We had actually established first name basis as Dumbledore told us to do so. To set a good example to others or something like that. But we usually call each other the way we used to most of the time. But aside from that, nothing has really changed. We still bite each others head off, but in a more "sophisticated" way that is... Head Girl and Head Boy should get along, somehow, you know.

My best friends stared at me. Ron trying to say something ended up stuttering! Hahaha!!! If he could have just seen the look on his face, too bad Collin wasn't around to take a picture of his face! It was priceless! Oh my... I'm becoming a very bad friend, but I just can't help it! He really looks like a cartoon character! Such a cutie!

'Oh, hey HER-MY-YO-NEE.' Draco said my words as slow and with more stress as possible to piss the two off. 'What's up?' I asked casually. Harry and Ron still haven't said a word.

A miracle!

'Duty calls. We must get to Dumbledore now.' he said as he looked at me.

Oh crap! I thought it was some sort of "special thing" that's gonna happen. Oh well, imaginations really do run wild. Like what normal, muggle girls would say, "Dream on Hermione". So now, I guess we're going to have the usual unplanned meetings with Dumbledore and this is one of the "after lunch until afternoon" kind of duties, I guess.

I stepped forward to head to the path that we are taking and started to walk beside Malfoy. That was until Harry and Ron had finally said something after the unusual silence.

'Wait up!' They both said.

I furrowed my brows.

Now what's gonna happen next?

Malfoy had stopped in mid tracks as he heard them call out to us. He slowly glared at me then turned around to both Harry and Ron.

'I suppose you know that there's no way you two shit heads are coming with us now, do you.' 'We're coming.' Ron insisted.

So what now, they're going to baby sit me or something? Or are they gonna be like bodyguards for me? Like I'm a president or something? This is really getting ridiculous and irritating. It's as if they put it into the terms that Malfoy is going to rape me or something. It's not that I want to, and it's not that I don't want to...Ugh! This is driving me way too CRAZY!

I turned around to face my friends.

'Seriously, you two are not coming.' I told them. 'But Hermione...' Harry whined. 'But nothing, now if you two would excuse us...' I continued as I turned around. 'Hermione, he's Malfoy!' Ron said aloud. 'Yes, I know that Ron.' I retorted.

Of course I know him! He's my crush! So... maybe they don't know that part but he's been picking on me ever since first year, so I would definitely know his name and not just stupidly go with him when I know he'd bring danger, right?

'Don't worry weasel, I'll take care of her, now you to saunter along and run with daisy crowns or I'll give you both detentions.' Malfoy warned as he placed his arm over me.

I froze with the contact of his arm in my shoulders but I let him lean a bit closer to me and he steered me around towards the corridor headed to Dumbledore's office. We walked silently, still his arm over me. I felt him look back and heard a little grumble; he must have seen Harry and Ron still watching us.

As we turned around the corner, he hastily took his arms off me, groaning as he shoved off my "mudblood filth" off of him. In spite of everything I feel, he still hates me and the thought off it always bring my feelings down. No, not down, crashing down.

That feeling always brings frustration to me. It's like you, dreaming of everything you wanted but as you dream, you already know that reality wouldn't allow that. Who the hell am I to him anyway? I'm just Hermione Granger, the mudblood. Oh! No, I'm not Hermione Granger the mudblood to him; I'm just Granger, the Gryffindor mudblood know-it-all. Now doesn't that make things better?!

I just did nothing but sigh.

'If they ever do that again, I swear, Granger, I'll fucking rip them into pieces.' Malfoy threatened angrily as we walked towards the office. 'Well, it's not my fault they're like that. I didn't want them that way either.' I snapped without even looking at him. I just stared at the direction we were going. 'Don't you dare talk to a pureblood like that!' he shouted and looked at me. 'Well, don't you dare threaten my friends!' I also shouted back at him, still having my head high and not looking at him.

Well, the reason why I don't want to look at him is because if I do, I'll definitely lose the fight. He is intimidating anyway.

'You'll be the one ripped into pieces if you shout at me again.' he warned as he grabbed my shoulder and making me look up at him, his eyes becoming dominant as ever.

I tilted my head and raised my brow.

'I'll rip you first if you don't take your hands off of me.' I warned.

'Getting along quite well, I presume?' Dumbledore's sudden voice asked. Malfoy immediately took his hands off of me and we looked at him. 'Yes professor, quite well.' I said sarcastically as Malfoy glared at me. 'Well then, kindly join me in my office.' Professor Dumbledore said as he led the way.

The whole walking time made me think. Yes, I do have a crush on him, I'm definitely head over heels with him, but every time he says something bad, it triggers my anger. I've never lived a day without staring at him, day dreaming and yet, also a day without fighting with him. Shit! This is so complicated. If we could just be friends then everything might be just all right. Well, if ever we become friends, there is Harry and Ron, one problem, the whole school, another problem, and Lucius Malfoy, third.

Argh!

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I felt something prodding my back. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Malfoy's wand doing it.

'What?' I asked him, rather pissed off, having been ungracefully woken up. 'You slept throughout Dumbledore's giving of instructions.' he said as he wiped his wand onto the end of his robe and threw it back on the couch at the corner.

Jerk!

'What?! Why didn't you even wake me up?' I asked as I straightened up myself. 'Because he said you were having ROUGH TIRING nights. What do you suppose that means?' he asked me curiously, in a tone stating that I just had sex the other night. He grinned at me. 'I'll wipe that grin off your face if you don't stop it.' I said. 'Oh now, would you?' Malfoy said with a fake sad smile.

Argh! He's so cute yet he's so GRR!!! Get it? GRR!

'Just stop it. I didn't have sex last night.' I said dully as I looked around Dumbledore's office. 'What? You aren't going to tell the truth? Granger, you know Head Girls are sworn to tell the truth.' Malfoy said as he went in front of me and blocked my view from Fawkes. He smirked and placed his hands in his pockets. 'And Head Boys are sworn not to be a pain in the ass.' I said irritated and pushed him out of my way and stood up.

I wouldn't tell him the reason, you know. He'll just make things even worse and if Harry and Ron would know, that's going to be the worst.

I headed towards the coat hanger where my robe hung but as predicted, he got my robe with the use of his wand.

Why is it that I really like the person who hates my guts? And why is it that that person hates me when he could just at least treat me as a friend? Oh wait! I'm a mudblood, I almost forgot!

This is so pathetic.

Can't I just like a person who's nice and is a good friend, like Ron or Harry? Oh no... wait, I take that back! Like Seamus or Dean I mean.

I grunted and turned to face him, rather pissed off.

'Give it back.' I said monotonously. 'I really am in no mood for your silly games.' I raised my brow at him and somewhat slacking my posture.

I was really tired and I definitely don't have the energy to fight with someone right now.

'Just tell me who and I'll give it back.' he said as he leaned on Dumbledore's table and is swinging my robe. 'Is it Scarhead? Or maybe it Weasel?' he asked. 'It's Harry and Ron.' I answered back. 'Oh fuck! You had sex with both Potter and Weasley last night? Oh god Granger!' 'What?! What the hell are you talking about?' I retorted as vitriol starting to build up inside of me. 'You just said, Harry and Ron, so you were meaning that you fucked the shitheads at the same time last night! O shit! You must be good at it!' he said laughing so hard. 'Stop that! I was referring to the part where you were calling this with foul names!' I felt myself already shaking with anger but he just didn't stop laughing.

Well, why would he stop laughing anyway? He was Malfoy, the person who doesn't listen when you're trying to tell him something. Fucker!

I unconsciously reached for my wand and pointed it directly at him. He stopped laughing and looked at me.

'What do you think you're doing Granger?' he asked, slowly reaching for his wand. 'Accio wand!' I said and his wand flew straight to my other hand. 'Granger, give it back to me.' Malfoy said. 'No.' 'Give it to me.' he said, slowly reaching his hand towards mine. 'You know that you can't do it, Granger.' 'Don't.' I said. His hand stopped in mid-air. 'Let me clear things to you, GIT. First, I did not have sex with Harry and Ron. Second, don't ever touch my things, and don't ever take my robe again. Third, give me a list of what Dumbledore wants me to do if you're not going to wake me up during our meetings. If you don't do either of these, I'll fucking snap your head off with my bare hands. Lastly, what's been happening to me during nights is none of you're fucking business. Don't ever bring this up to between us and don't even try to tell this to someone else because I'll not just snap your head off, but rip you to pieces like what you threatened to do to me earlier. But that is no threat, because I'll fucking do it if you offend me again.'

I finished my sentence swelling with anger. I snatched my robe back, broke Malfoy's wand into two, threw it at his face and walked out of the room. But before I could reach the stairs leading to the hallway below, I felt myself sway then the coldness of Dumbledore's floor. After that, everything was black and all I could hear was the stillness of the air around, and then, there was nothing but void.

A/N: Did you have fun? I told you to have fun!!!! Grrr..... I'm hyper right now, just wanna let you know... Grrr.... --SMILES-- hahahaha!!! Don't try to understand me, I'm all wasted. I dunno why I have butterflies right now... WEIRD! Anyhoo, read and review! [ANYHOO, READ AND REVIEW! it's rhymes! HOO, REVIEW... get it?! cool!!!] --SMILES STUPIDLY-- drool....