Chapter 2 Friends?
Hermione was left to her thoughts as Draco wandered away. Always best to keep them hanging. He felt Hermione's eyes on the back of his head the entire walk back to the castle. Just to give her some satisfaction Draco offered one last look then turned around.
Hermione was almost intimidated by the intensity in his eyes when he looked at her. Every emotion was withheld, but she could sense the desire in him. 'He wants me, but why? Draco isn't the type to just come out with how he's feeling. What is his ulterior motive? What does he want from me?' Hermione thought to herself. She didn't see Harry's head peep around the corner of the castle.
Draco walked into his common room and saw Blaze sitting on a comfy green chair next to an even taller green chair that appeared to be a thrown. Draco had transfigured it himself a few weeks back. He decided that if anyone should have the best place in slytherin, it should be him. He was raised to have only the best, and any less was a personal insult to his entire family.
"Hey what was up with the big show at dinner?" Blaze called out to him. Draco tensed, he hoped that no one noticed he was involved with that. Blaze was smarter than that. He saw the way Draco chased after the muggleborn after she stormed out. There were serious consequences for dating a muggleborn in their world. After a couple was found out, it was an immediate cause for shunning. 'Draco better have his fun and leave her.' Blaze thought to himself.
Apparently Draco knew what he was thinking. "Don't worry Blaze. It's just a side project until I find a proper wife. There's no way I could ever love a mudblood like Granger. But even you would have to admit you haven't noticed her developments over the last few years." Draco raised his eyebrows for emphasis.
Of course Blaze knew what he was talking about, but he hadn't been as spoiled as Draco. Draco's father would allow it as long as Draco wasn't seen in public with her. It was always about appearances with the Malfoys, they never held up to their beliefs behind closed doors. Draco's father was a prime example of this. He knew of at least six muggle women his father had slept with then covered himself by obliviating their memories. Blaze was starting to wonder if all of the Malfoys had an obsession of sleeping with dirty women. Blaze hadn't even noticed Draco left to their dorms when he zoned out.
Harry caught up with Hermione while she was walking back to the door. "Hermione! Was that Draco Malfoy you were just getting cozy with?"
Harry could see the worry in her face. He couldn't figure out what happened between her and Malfoy. He knew that Ron was prick for telling people about them, but why would she turn to Malfoy? "Hermione? Are you going to answer me?" He wanted to believe there was a good reason for her behavior.
"It was nothing Harry, we were just talking." Hermione could hear the paranoia in her own voice, and the accusations in his.
"Don't lie to me!" Harry shouted. Over the years he had had enough of getting between Ron and Hermione's arguments. This was going to be the last straw, he couldn't handle being the middle man anymore. If Hermione chose to associate herself with the slytherin prince, then she's made her choice. Malfoy was always a prat and would never change. The guy got his kicks by picking of first years and babbling on about blood status. The only reason his blood was pure, was because of inbreeding for hundreds of years.
"Harry, he told me the truth when you and Ron wouldn't. I didn't think that Ron would take something I gave him and share it with the whole school." Hermione could feel her eyes welling up with tears. "Harry, it's not what you think it was. Malfoy was just there to talk to. I needed someone to comfort me, and where was Ron? He was out picking fights instead of rectifying the problem." Hermione wanted to rush to Harry and hug him, but feared he would only push her away. Just as she thought Harry turned away from her. "Harry, please."
"Hermione, it looks like you have Malfoy now, and Ron needs me. He's got no one besides us, and you're not going to want to be around him anymore. Just give me one answer. Why did you believe Malfoy? Do you have any reason to doubt Ron?" Hermione was speechless. Normally she was the one that thought everything through before reacting. She honestly couldn't figure out why she reacted the way she had. Something about what Malfoy said just pissed her off. 'It was the thought of him knowing about my sex life. That's why I was so mad.' She realized. Harry took her silence as his answer and left her standing there in her thoughts.
