DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS THOUGH I WISH I DID. J.K. ROWLING IS THE MASTERMIND BEHIND THIS WORLD. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm sorry for the delay in this chapter. I upload the chapters as soon as I write them but with school I don't have extra time for writing. I'm sorry :( And hope you'll like it. See you at the bottom.
It was a little before dinner time. I was walking down the hallway towards the Great Hall when heard my name being called. I turned around just to be encountered with a furious red head. Maybe our friendship had also being decaying and I haven't noticed. Suddenly every friend of mine is mad at me, but what have I done? Nothing. I sound too much like a victim here, don't I?
"Hello Ginny, I don't see you much these days, how are you?" I admitted and asked, testing her anger.
"Hermione Granger has finally remembered my existence, huh? Let us recall my past weeks at school, shall we? My best friend is ignoring me. My brother is dating a bimbo. My boyfriend and I are having some relationship problems and I have nobody to complain about it with. Tell me, Herms, how am I?" Ginny answered while crossing her arms tightly in front of her chest.
"I'm sorry Gin, haven't Harry told you about our conversation earlier today? I'm sorry for the whole abandoning you guys but I've been really busy with Head duties and such." I explained with my hands on the folds of my robes looking sorry. A little manipulation was needed to regain my best friend.
"Yes, he told me. But that's exactly why I'm mad Mione. Come on, you talk to Harry and forget to talk to me." She complained, while grinning. Aha, I have her back.
"Oh Ginny, don't be such a drama. I'm really sorry." I apologized sincerely.
"May I come over to your room tomorrow? Maybe you can help me with the Charms essay and update me in your life." She suggested with a glint in her eyes. Ginny always wanting to know everything.
"What have you heard?" I asked as we started walking towards the Hall.
"Just rumors, like Hermione and Malfoy being naughty together before Potions?"
"What?!" I yelled. Thank Godric no one was here yet. "What do you mean, Ginny? What rumors?"
"Lavender said Parvati denounced you two were late for class and when you appeared you were sweaty and disheveled. And Malfoy looked impeccable, as always but with a smug look. You imagine how it must have looked."
"Bloody gossips." So that's the reason I've been getting angry looks from Malfoy's fan club today. And here I thought they just hated me for being me. "Ginny, I'll explain later with details but it is not what it looks like. End of discussion." I said as we entered the Great Hall and we headed toward Harry at the Gryffindor table.
"I'll take it as you have reconciled, right?" asked Harry as we seated.
"What? You knew she was mad at me? Am I the only one not noticing things here? Am I dying? How could Harry Potter notice things before me? And worse girl stuff. Yes, definitely the world is coming to an end." I commented with fake hurt in a dramatic voice. We all broke into laughs. It's been so long since we ate together. I certainly missed this.
We ate peacefully after that. Ginny has the Weasley genes after all so she can't be disturbed while eating. Harry and I are used to the "no conversation when eating" rule by now. I just had finished when I felt a poke on my back. I turned instantly to see no other than Malfoy looking right at me.
"Sorry to interrupt, but Granger if you don't hurry we'll be late for our appointment." He indicated. He seemed less arrogant than his usual self but maybe it was just his survival tactic in front of this table full of lions. What a way of naming detention together, appointment.
"Right. I'm sorry Gin, Harry. See you tomorrow" I exclaimed quickly while searching for my bag.
"Good evening Sis. And by the way, Ferret already has your bag." Harry grinned casually. I looked over to Malfoy and proved he was right. How Malfoy got my bag if it was between my legs? Why is Harry so calm? By now the should be hexing each other senseless. There's something weird here.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm just helping you here, not trying to explode your things nor anything. That's Finnigan's job." He smirked. Seamus just smiled at Malfoy. Since when people actually get on with Malfoy? Maybe I have been neglecting my social relationships a lot more than thought because I never in a million years would have imagined this. "Did I grew another head Granger? We're gonna be late."
"Oh, you're right, let's go." We began walking towards the door when we heard Lavender Idiot Brown.
"She dares to deny it. Look at them, Malfoy and Hermione are having and affair. Anyways probably she used that brain of hers and made him drink a love potion because no boy in his right mind would look at her for nothing else than a prude." The nerve of that bitch. I decided to ignore her and get on walking, but Malfoy didn't. He took two steps back to the table. What was he doing? Maybe he hasn't changed at all and was going to tell her he agreed.
"Excuse me, Lavender would you care to repeat that for me?" Malfoy asked her dryly. His tone a little high but composed.
"Draco, I didn't saw you there." She acknowledged as if they were friends. "I was just telling my fellow Gryffs that you should be more cautious. Hermione is after you and we both know she gets what she wants by any means." She yelled so he, and everyone, would hear her. That was it.
"Really, any means? I don't think so. I have self-respect. Unlike others, and if you think that makes me a prude, so be it. I prefer being a prude than being a superficial slag. Which is exactly what you are, Lavender." Now everyone is looking at me. I know it was harsh but truly I don't care. I'm tired of all the lies Lavender speaks.
"How do you dare call me a slag, Hermione! You hate me because Ron ditched you for me. You hate me because boys actually like me. I don't need any potion but boys will still fall in love with me. And that is something you will never have." Is that what she really thinks? She is more stupid than what I've thought.
"Brown" Malfoy emphasized her last name. "and everyone in here who is interested in the stupid rumors going on. Hermione Granger and I are nothing but classmates, perhaps acquaintances." He directed his gaze at Lavender now and continued. "And for your and anyone's information, falling for Granger ain't hard. She has every quality I could think of and more, mentally and physically. Any boy here can actually tell you, for example, the weasel sitting beside you. Boys don't fall at you Brown, you just gave them what they want without them asking. Let's face it, we're men if you offer yourself it's hard saying no. But don't dare compare yourself to Granger, because you are not even half the woman she is."
Bloody Hell.
I stood there speechless, my mouth hanging open. Did all of that came out of Draco Malfoy? I must be hallucinating. I looked around us and saw everyone speechless as well, even the professors. In any other situation, McGonnagal's reaction would be quite amusing actually.
"You will not talk like that to my girlfriend Death Eater" I snapped out of my trance. Yes, I figured. There was Ronald trying to pick a fight with Malfoy.
"Ronald do yourself a favor and stand back from this, we both know you would never win over Malfoy. "Fuck, did I defended Malfoy over my supposed best friend. A look of hurt came across his features and then anger. This will not be ending well. As Ron was about to reply, Draco intervened.
"Shall we go to detention, Hermione?" He asked and before I could answer he took my hand and drove me outside the hall.
The way to the dungeons was an awkwardly quiet one. My mind was in a storm of questions. What did he meant with "falling for her ain't hard"? Did he actually mean everything he said? How is he so calm right now? Before I could bring the subject we reached the door.
"Come in, you're late again." We heard Snape's voice from the inside. We entered as he addressed us once again. "You will clean all the cauldrons from years first to seventh. No use of magic. I will be in my office and I expect you to leave at 9." Two hours alone with Malfoy. This is going to be an interesting night.
Author's Note: Hoped you liked this chapter. I'm not a big fan of cheesy but I couldn't help writing heroic Draco. I'll try the next chapter will be up soon. I'm not an English speaker so forgive me for my grammar and narrowed knowledge of words. READ AND REVIEW PLEASE :D ~J
Updated 12/28/2015: I actually did change this chapter a little. Mostly in Draco's speech agains Lavender because when I wrote it originally I was a junior in high school who hadn't experienced even her first kiss so I slut shamed Lavender. Now it is more of a rant against her character because, let's face it, I hate Lav Lav... As always Lots of love -J.