Hermione is out of character, But I try to keep her in character as much as I can, I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm no novelist at this.
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"Time for lunch." Harry annouced to himself as he set down his watch. Hermione's eyes widened.
"Ready to go, Hermione ?" Harry asked as he sat up from his chair.
"Er. . . We don't have to rush in just yet do we ?" Hermione asked as her hands clamped down to the desk. Ron came towards Harry and put a friendly arm around him.
"Why wait, I'm starving ?" Ron asked.
"I bet with all that lip work." Harry teased. Hermione's eyes slowly scrolled away from the conversation.
"Ha.Ha. You're so hilarious." Ron shoved him lightly as he answered dryly.
"So, you coming, Hermione ?" Harry asked.
"Er. . ." She mumbled. I can't back out now. . . But if I don't then who knows what Malfoy has planned. Well. . . I won't know unless I go and see. . . This is all to get Ron jealous.
"Hermione, are you still mad at me ?" Ron asked quietly. At this point, Harry decided to give the two some privacy. He left them to get his stomach filled.
"I'm not mad about anything." Hermione lied through her teeth as she turned away from him.
"Hermione. . ." Ron said.
"Let's just get going." Hermione stood up and headed to the door without waiting for Ron, But he managed to catch up with her.
"Would you slow down ?" Ron whined as he jogged to keep up with Hermione as they entered the dining.
"Thought you said you were hungry . . ." Hermione ignored his question.
"You're just racing to the table so we don't have to talk." Ron informed.
"Talk ? About what ?" Hermione acted clueless.
"You're so stubborn." Ron grumbled as he took a seat next to Harry. Harry's hopeful eyes changed as he heard Ron's last comment. A tap on Hermione's shoulder alerted her why she shouldn't of hurried.
"Hermione." A familiar voice, but it was a lot softer.Hermione bit her lip then turned around to see Malfoy.
"Mal-. . . Draco." Hermione said, uneasily. Ron looked up at the name. Then scowled.
"What do you want, Malfoy ?" Ron growled.
"I don't think I was talking to you, Weasley." Malfoy shot back harshly. Harry frowned with Ron.
"I don't care, Answer me!" Ron demanded, his hand wrapping tighter around his fork as if it was his weapon.
"If you must know, I'm here for my Hermione." Malfoy then twisted his gaze to Hermione. Hermione swallowed at how loud he said his sentence. She blushed, automatically.
"Your Hermione, What do you mean ?!" Ron shot up from his chair as he screamed.
"What do I have to spell it out for you ?" Malfoy barked as he took Hermione's waist. His fingers sliding around the band of her skirt. Hermione squeaked in fear silently.
"Hey, keep your paws off her !" Ron growled as he created fists.
"I don't think you can give me any right on what I or Hermione do." Malfoy turned around swiftly, taking Hermione with him.
"Hermione !" Ron called after her. Although, Hermione felt a little pained by the sorrow in his tone, she couldn't erase her smirk. Ron was jealous. Malfoy did a fantastic job. Although, his hand lingering around her waist was beginning to burn against her fabric. As soon as they made it out of the dining room. . . Hermione smacked Malfoy's hand off of her.
"Good job." She congratulated and brushed off her robes. Draco caught onto his hand and rubbed where she had scolded him.
"I was expecting worse." Hermione said in relief. Draco let his hand fall to his side.
"What, you thought I was going to push you down onto the table and snog you til you were desperate for air ?" Draco asked with a slight smirk emerge in his lips. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Thanks for that lovely image." Hermione replied sarcasticly as she was disgusted by the thought.
"Don't worry, we can reanact it for tomorrow's lunch." Draco teased.
"Don't count on it." Hermione grumbled.
"So, what ? We're finished ? I don't have to pretend to love a Mudblood anymore ?" Malfoy asked, hopefully. Hermione scowled viciously. That insult was really getting to her.
"Unfortunately, no. I don't know if we made it clear to everyone that I'm taken by you." Hermione mumbled as she was in deep thought.
"Well, It's sort of hard to act when you were silent the whole time. Hardly seemed real !" Draco hissed as he gazed down at her.
"Sorry, but I just got. . . caught up in the moment of it." Hermione placed her forehead in the palm of her left hand.
"Fine, Next time you could try speaking. I'm not a ventrilquist." Draco crossed his arms, boredly.
"Although, I wouldn't mind putting my hand near your back side." Draco grinned evily. Hermione's face turned a crimson and her hand left her view to see Draco's expression.
"PERVERT !" Hermione summarized in a scream and made tight fists, ready to break his jaw.
"Calm down, Granger. I'm your boyfriend. I'm permitted to say those things." Draco yawned, Hermione didn't seem like quite a threat anymore since he seemed to tower over her in height.
"Not my real boyfriend, so just say those things infront of people." Hermione murmured and found it strange the way the sentence sounded.
"Right. . . well. . . now what ?" Draco asked.
"Well, I don't know how I'm going to back in there. You should of waited until after lunch." Hermione growled.
"Not my problem, I can easily go back." Draco said.
"Good for you."
"I'll see you then." Draco replied.
"Right." Hermione muttered. Draco leaned and kissed her forehead. Hermione pushed him away, he hardly budged though.
"Mudblood." Draco said once again before he departed. Hermione crossed her arms and let out a frustrated sigh. Stupid Malfoy, It'll be worth it later. Ron will admit he is jealous. With that, Hermione was able to smile.
"Hermione." A familar voice called, in such a fierce tone. Hermione gulped as she saw Ron march angrily towards her. With Draco, still in sight, He went out of his way to ram his shoulder into Ron's. Hermione clenched her eyes closed as she didn't want to see a brawl begin. After a few seconds of silence, Hermione opened one eye then the other.Her hands started to fidget as she wondered what he would say to her. Ron prowled down the hall swiftly.
Hermione had just noticed no one was around to see. No witnesses if Ron decided to murder her right then and there.
"Ron." She responded, nervously.
"What was that about ?" He jerked his thumb to the door, meaning earlier. He scowled so viciously. Hermione was frozen by his grim gaze. She finally managed to reply.
"Er. . ." Unfortunately, That wasn't the proper response Ron was looking for or Hermione wanted to give. His cheekbones tightened, eyebrows furrowed, nostrils flairing, teeth gritted, fists clenched, and of course,
some heavy breathing. Anger could not be good for Ron's health. He did look cute when he was angered though, Hermione's opinion.
"It's none of your business." Hermione muttered. That, five word sentence made Ronald Weasley explode.
"None of my business. None of my business ?! It has everything to do with my business. What did he want ? Why was his hand on your waist ? Why didn't you stop him ? And why just a few seconds ago did he kiss your forehead and you SMILED"
Ron pointed down to her as he finished his convulsions.
"First of all, It is none of your business. What I do is my choice and who I do it with is my choice also. Second of all, He only wanted to talk to me alone. Third, I don't know why his hand was on my waist. Fourth, I didn't really care so what would be the point if I made a scene over nothing ?" Hermione stated, but was not done her rant. Ron shook his head the whole list.
"You make a scene over nothing all the time, why stop now ?" Ron asked as he bared his teeth like an animal. Hermione was about to reply but as soon as she opened her mouth Ron interupted.
"And you don't care if anyone grabs you by the waist ?" Ron glowered.
"T-That's right. What's the big deal ?" Hermione stuttered.
"So, if I did. . ." Two of Ron's hands reached for Hermione's waist and grasped it firmly. Hermione gasped as Ron pulled her closer until both of their waist's collided.
"this," He squeezed a little tighter. Hermione could see the glow off her cheeks.
"You wouldn't care ? I could do this all day and you wouldn't think anything of it ?" Ron asked, still having a raged expression plastered to his face.
"That's different, you have a girlfriend." Hermione growled the last four words as if she was carving them into stone.
"So it'd be okay if Harry did this ?" Ron sneered. Hermione's expression changed by reflex.
"No, he's my-"
"He's your what ?" Ron asked. He caught her in the act. Hermione scowled. She didn't like defeat.
"So it does mean something." It wasn't a question.
"Ron, give it a rest." Hermione grumbled, but she wasn't budging away from the posistion, or his grasp around her waist.
"You didn't answer my last question either."
"Which one ?" Hermione huffed.
"Him. . . kissing you." Ron pushed the words out of his mouth. Hermione looked at Ron carefully. He looked so crushed. Hermione's lip jutted out. It was so sad to see him upset.
"It was only on the forehead." Hermione whispered. Seeing him in pain brought pain to herself.
"Right." Ron spat out harshly.
"Why do you even care ?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Because I'm your friend and all I'm trying to do is look out for you." He answered rashly.
"Friend. . . ?" Hermione whispered so quietly she was unsure he heard her voice break. Ron let her waist free and stepped back.
"I don't trust Malfoy." Ron replied.
"I don't want you get hurt." Ron muttered.
"I can take care of myself." Hermione answered, angerily.
"Doubt it." Ron answered.
"I have a better defense then you, Ronald." Hermione crossed her arms.
"You'll be apologizing to me later, Hermione. Wishing you listened to me." Ron grumbled.
"Don't count on it." Hermione snapped.
"I'm just-"
"Save it for, Lav Lav." Hermione screamed and then automatically, Hermione ran back to the corridor's.
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Sorry, if this one has typos and spelling grammars but I guess that's your punishment for not reviewing.
If I don't get reviews I'm not finishing this. . . (Sorry in a bad mood today.)
Because like, I put alot of effort into these and all I'm asking is for a little itsy bitsy comment saying if it sucked or you liked it.
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