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Draco... Dumb shyt.

Preface…

As sworn enemies, there was a set of rules to follow. Unspoken rules, but rules just the same. They were simple and rarely broken.

Rule number 1: There was to be no smiling at one another. (It just threw off the whole hatred thing.)

Rule number 2: There was no consoling one another in a time of need. (Unless you planned on stabbing them in the back.)

Rule number 3: No sexual contact of any kind. (Except if drunk or for revenge.)

And the most important rule of all… Rule number 4: NO DATING!!!

But there were a couple. Two who broke these rules. And every other rule possible. Why? Well it was simple really… or was it?

Chapter 1…

Hermione and Draco had done everything possible to avoid what happened between them. They argued more. There was constant bickering in classes, hallways and even quidditch games. They pulled pranks out of pure hatred on one another. Anything and everything to stop what they both felt was coming.

And even once they got in a physical fight and that… that was the beginning of it all….

Late one Night

Hermione sat alone in the astronomy tower of Hogwarts, dejected and throwing small stones out the window. She grumbled incoherently to herself about Ron, and how she fucking hated how he messed over her emotions.

"To hell with him." She hissed, throwing a stone out the window, and rather hard.

About a minute later, a broom came into view in the darkness, with a very irate Draco Malfoy riding it.

"Shit. Just what I need." She grumbled getting up from the window sill. "What?" she asked as nonchalant as possible. As he came off his broom, and entered the room.

Draco's glare deepened. "You bloody know what." he snapped, and japed a finger in the direction of the bloody gash under his eyebrow. Crap… Hermione thought to herself, the stone. Not knowing what to say. She kept silent. "Do you know how much this hurt? You fucking gutless cunt!" He yelled.

Hermione glared at him, and suddenly something gripped her tongue she couldn't stop. "Aww, what's the matter Malfoy, did daddy beat on you again?" and sneered a sneer worthy of Snape and Malfoy themselves. It was cold hearted as all hell, but at the moment she could give a shit.

"Shut up, shut you stupid mudblooded whore." Draco hissed losing his cool for a moment, but quickly regained it. "Besides it's not my fault that Ronald found something tighter to stick his pecker in. Namely Potter's ass." Now it was Draco's turn to sneer, satisfied by the hatred in Hermione's eyes.

Then all that hatred that hatred spilled out into one evil sentence. "Oh wait," she whispered deathly quiet. She stepped closer to Draco; almost touch his face with hers. "I forgot, daddy can't beat little Draco anymore... he's dead."

The moment she said it she bit the inside of her lip hard. That had gone too far. Everything stopped for a moment. Including Draco, as though he was unsure of what to say or do. Hermione just stared at him, scared to breathe.

Then in an instant, Hermione's body shook and crumbled violently at the force of Draco's blow. He had punched her and deathly hard in the stomach.

Hermione's vision blurred for a moment, and then cleared. She felt as though he had gone straight through her. She could feel herself going to her knees. She couldn't believe he had actually hit her.

She looked up at Draco, whose stare was still ice. He looked like he would kill her.

"Bitch." Was all that came from his mouth. Hermione breathed in. Sore through her entire body. What a punch he had given her.

Struggling to stand, she finally managed. And looked him dead in the eye. They were full of every emotion in the world. She sighed, and he still stared at her. "You are nothing." She whispered, and turned to walk away.

But a searing pain shot through her scalp. He'd grabbed her hair, and was pulling her down to his hand level by it.

Hermione screamed, and thrashed at him to get loose. Thinking of anyway to get him to let her the fuck go. All the while Draco cast a silencing spell, so she would draw attention to there location.

Oh no, she thought seeing what he had done, and whipped her head to the side his leg was on and sand her teeth into his flesh.

Draco howled in pain, throwing her off of him, and into a wall.

"Ugh." Hermione groaned getting up slowly. She could feel the warmth coming from the side of her head, and then burning hot pain. She was bleeding. "Son of a bitch." She growled, and ran at Draco.

He grabbed her when she got close enough and body slammed her to a table near by. To his surprise it didn't break. He ignored the fact and began to choke her.

"Fucking bitch." He hissed. Hermione gagged and struggled. Desperately fighting to breathe. Scratching at his bare arms deep.

"I'm more than you'll ever be." He growled his eyes filled with pure hatred and… tears. "More than he ever was." He spat, and one tear leaked from his left eye, and just like that his grip loosened. He let go, and she rolled of the table. Gasping in all the air she could take.

She glanced at Draco. Whose back had turned to her? She caught a glimpse of the shuddering sigh he gave. 'Run, Mione. Go.' She got up slowly, about to fly out the door. Till he turned to her. Silver eyes shining.

"Forgive me." He whispered.

End of the first chapter. What'd you think. A little confusing. You know you wanna know more. Why Draco reacted that way. Why Hermione would stoop so low as to say that. And why i put the rules in the beginning... Hahahaha. There is more to come. Let me know what you think!