Oh la la, I'm making a new story for Ron x Hermione fans xD
Hermione's wishes to make Ron jealous by going out with Draco Malfoy (I know, it's been done before but I can't resist)
But what happens when Draco takes control of his options. . . when Hermione is left scarred from the situation !
Oooh I bet you are excited now xD Rated for later chapters ;) oooh clues clues clues...
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, OR THESE CHARACTERS.
Hermione growled into the regal arm chair as she peaked at Lavender and Won Won, snogging their faces off. Harry took a glimpse of where she was glaring at and then looked back at her with a skeptical stare. Hermione felt her expression was an unpleasant one. She was unsure if it was removable. Hermione tried her best to atleast change the emotion. She was very unsucessful. The image of Ron and Lavender had been plastered into her mind.
Coward. She thought scronfully. A bad taste had been created in her mouth as she kept thinking about the two.
"I have to. . . do. . . things !" Hermione accused as she sat up from her place. Harry just continued to eye her the suspicious stare. Ron managed to tear away from Lavender's lips.
"Hermione !" Ron called after her as Hermione grabbed her books and shoved them into her bag. Lavender crossed her arms and glared at Ron who was running up to the bushy hair girl. Hermione sighed loudly as Ron stood infront of her.
"What is it, Ronald ?" Hermione hissed. Ron handed her a notebook.
"Your notes." He answered simply. Hermione's teeth gritted as she was praying that Ron was coming up to her to apologize for kissing another girl while he had her heart at his grasp.
"Right. . ." Hermione took hold of her charms homework and put it in her bag.
"Thanks again." Ron grinned widely. Hermione glared. Don't you smile at me. . . Go give your grins to your stupid girlfriend. Hermione wished to say and point rashly at Lavender, Then run out of the room in tears. Instead, She returned a fake smile.
"Right, Right. I think Lavender's lips are getting cold." Hermione warned grudgingly. Ron then frowned.
"Don't be like that. . ." Ron whispered.
"Be like what ? I'm just saying." Hermione crossed her arms.
"You know I don't like her." Ron purred. Hermione felt a heat grow in her cheeks. Go purr to Lav Lav.
"Hm, Could of fooled me." Hermione snapped quietly. A scent of butterscotch filled Hermione's nostrils. The scent of Lavender's lipgloss that felt like a slap across the face as it came from Ron.
"Don't worry about it." Ron whispered.
"I'm not worrying about anything. I don't care what you do with her." Hermione went to turn for the door, and be on her way, hoping Ron would do the same in the opposite direction. Ron caught hold of her wrist.
"Hermione, I know you better then that." Ron pulled her closer. Hermione still glowered at him. He's such a tease, infront of everyone too, Ugh, He's such a prat. Hermione thought.
"WON WON." Lavender sang. Hermione snatched her wrist out of Ron's grasp. A grim glare in return. Ron frowned, sadly.
"Have fun." Hermione growled, avoiding his gaze of pity. Then left the common room.
I hate Ron Weasley. Such a fool. No, I'm the fool. The fool to fall for him of all people. I hate him. I hate everything about him. His red head. His clear blues eyes that capture my breath. His lightly gold dusted freckles. How he can't get through one piece of homework without my help. He doesn't deserve the space in my head. Ugh, I know, even right now I'm lying. If I really hated Ron I wouldn't give a damn if Ron snogged Lavender all bloody day. I don't hate Ron, It's quite the opposite. It's not like he cares about me though, So why am I inlove with someone so unconsiderate. Making me green with envy. Envious of Lavender Brown !
Jealous of someone who can't even answer a question when called on. What does Ron even see in her ? What does she have that I don't ?! Great, I sound so cliche. Maybe he likes her because her hair is straight and her eyelashes are thick and long. Maybe, he likes her for the curves that seem like the hills in Italy, Or possibly, Lavender could be deep . . . have more depth than I. Maybe, have something in common with Ron. Well, None of that matters. I could think of this for hours, weeks, months, years. . . It's not going to change my feelings of jealousy. I remember when Ron was jealous of Krum. Thinking of that now, makes me smitten. But. . . He wouldn't even care if Krum came back now and took me to himself. . . would he ?
I got it ! It's perfect. All I have to do is make Ron jealous. If Ron sees me in the arms of another man and is envious then that must mean he likes me ! Brilliant.
So, Hermione had came up with a plan. A jump in her step was created as she felt powerful.
But who. . . who would be willing to do it ? Hermione asked herself as she stepped outside and stared at all the possible choosers.
Obviously, Not Harry. Hermione agreed with her conscious on that one.
Harry is my best friend, Plus there was a chance of him saying no and telling Ron, and of course I'd have to confess to Harry that I love Ron. Hermione shuddered at the idea.
Besides, Ginny would kill me. Hermione thought.
Well, I need to pick someone. Someone Ron would never ever approve of. Hermione grinned to herself as she imagined Ron scowling. Hermione looked around and caught glance with McLaggen.
Ew, No way. Hermione cringed as McLaggen winked at her. Bringing back horrible christmas memories.
Although Ron would not approve, I might as well choose someone who won't take advantage of the situation. Hermione nodded as she continued down the path.
Who. . . who. . . Hermione kept searching. Hermione's eyes sparkled then at the perfect choice. Pale gray eyes. Light blond hair. A smirk painted across his face. Draco Malfoy.
Perfection. Hermione winced. Dating Draco didn't seem so lovely to her reputation. But, Ron wouldn't be able to stand it and Draco would never take advantage of the situation. Plus, Malfoy would be pleased with himself to get under Ron's skin.
"Malfoy." Hermione strutted over to the group. Malfoy looked up. His nose wrinkled in distaste.
"Ooh, Look boys. It's the Mudblood." Draco annouced. Hermione rolled her eyes and decided to let it go.
"Right. . . I need to talk to you." Hermione muttered.
"Where is your mates at now, Granger ?" Malfoy asked.
"Harry gone as Dumbledore's pet and your husband snogging Lavender ?" Malfoy laughed loudly and his friends joined in with snickers. Hermione chewed on her lip scornfully.
"Look, I need to talk to you." Hermione repeated.
"Alright, then. . . talk." Draco sneered as he crossed his arms. More giggles from his crew. Hermione sighed.
". . . alone." Before he could protest Hermione grabbed his arm and tugged him far away. Under a large tree. As Hermione let him go, Draco quickly wiped his robes as if touching him was filthy.
"Sheesh, What is it ?" Malfoy asked angerily. Hermione crossed her arms.
"I need you." She said it so simply. Malfoy's pupils shrank into beads and a shade of pink glowed off his face. Hermione scoffed.
"Not like that, you git." Hermione slapped his forearm as if to scold him.
"Well, whatever you need me for isn't going to help if you call me a git. Mudblood." Malfoy glowered down at her then rubbed his arm.
"This is going to sound stupid. . . " Hermione said and then avoided his eye contact.
"Everything sounds stupid when you say it." Malfoy spat harshly.
"Look, I need you to date me." Hermione whispered rashly. Malfoy's expression changed quickly.
"You want me to. . . what ?!" Malfoy stammered.
"Not want. . . I need you to." Hermione pouted.
"Why need ?" Malfoy questioned, a little dumb strucked. Hermione sighed.
"I. . . I need to make Ron jealous . . . So I thought why not date someone Ron hates ?" Hermione stated.
"As much as I would love to see Weasley cringe in jealousy, I have a reputation to cherish. . . Won't be dating any Mudbloods"
"Please, Mal-. . . . Draco." Hermione frowned. Malfoy stared at her for a long while. Hermione kept her puppy eyes solid.
"Cork it with the pleading eyes, Granger." Malfoy crossed his arms and avoided her gaze. Hermione's head fell in defeat. Now, he might even tell everyone that she begged him to go out with her, was her fear.
" I'll do it." Malfoy whispered, and a slight blush shined on his cheeks. Hermione's smile emerged easily.
"Thank you so much, Malfoy!" She clapped her hands together in a cheery tune. Malfoy turned back to her then.
"But we do things my way or no way !" Draco commanded as he pointed his finger to her nose.
"What do you mean ?" Hermione tilted her head and glanced as he retrieved his finger.
"Oh, Look. I finally stumped the know-it-all. Well, I mean if I say hold my hand you do it. If I grab your waist you can't complain. If I kiss you. . . you kiss back." Finally, Draco smirked and a wink in his eye startled Hermione.
"I-Er- NO! That's completely absurd !" Hermione stomped her foot into the dirt.
"I'm the one making sacirfices here, Granger." Malfoy tied his arms together, still smug in his expression. He was the one with the upper hand of the situation now.
"You don't do what I say or you can find someone else." At this, Hermione's head dropped, She was wrong about him not taking advantage of the situation.
"This is so wrong." Hermione murmured. Malfoy held out his hand.
"Deal or no deal ?" Malfoy asked simply. Hermione wished to slap his pale hand away. . . But what other options did she have besides Malfoy ? Hermione hesistated but grabbed his hand and shook it firmly.
"Fine. . ." Hermione grumbled.
"This should be interesting." Malfoy admitted then intertwined his fingers in hers slowly.
"I feel like I just made a deal with the devil. . ." Hermione muttered, ashamed.
"Oh, shut up. You're the one making the deals." Malfoy shouted.
"My soul. . ." She whispered, dramatically.
"If were going to do this right you can't call me Malfoy anymore." Draco demanded. Hermione glared.
"Then you can't call me Granger or Mudblood or any mean insults." Hermione said, still didn't notice their hands were still together.
"Whatever you say, Honey." Draco laughed dimly.
"Just stick with Hermione." Hermione growled.
"Look, Hermione. If you can't get use to nicknames then how do you attend to make Weasley jealous." Malfoy left his free hand to his waist. This question did not occur to her earlier thoughts when she chose Malfoy.
". . . Good point." Hermione said, but not easily.
"Now, Do I have to march around school with your hand in mine or should we just meet up at lunch ?" Malfoy asked, boredly.
"Lunch, would be better. But how are we going to show were going out ?" Hermione asked.
"You'll find out at lunch." Malfoy smirked evily.
"I have a bad feeling about this. . ." She muttered to herself.
"I'll see you, Grang- Hermione." Malfoy corrected but his lips seemed to not fit so well against this new label.
"Right, Right." Hermione turned and left back to the common room. The jump in her step seemed to dim as for she had no idea what Draco had planned. . .
OH MY WHAT DOES DRACO HAVE PLANNED ?! Oh wait... I already know! BUT YOU DON'T ! Don't you just hate cliffhangers ?! HAHAHA. SO,
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