Mmkay, I think I owe everyone an apology about me complaining about reviews. ( I was so mean )
I'm really sorry, I was having a bad day and then little things like one review and 14 story alerts so yeah. . . I'm sorry I was such a meanie !
But the funny thing is it worked everyone started to review xD But I won't yell-type at you innocent little readers anymore :) yes, I said yell type. it's my word, but feel free to use it xD

DISCLAIMER : You know the drill, I ain't J.K ROWLING. I don't own anything except plot. You should know I ain't J.K, My writing is totally POOP compared xD

Chapter Three : Dinner and A Show.

"Stupid Ron, grabbing my waist. He has a girlfriend, I wish Lavender saw that and gave him a beating! She's a git. . . They both are! They are perfect for each other!" Hermione grumbled and repeated the line under her breath. Hermione wasn't planning on leaving the dormitory. Hermione rather be prisoned in this room where Ron was forbidden to be by the rules of Hogwarts. She sat in her single bed, grumpily. Muttering her emotions with intelligent words tied in with distaste, Typical.

"Hermione." A certain Weasely called, but not the Weasely she had been hoping for. Ginny stepped in and peaked at her from behind the dresser, unsure if it was safe to come in. Only because an angry Hermione was never safe.

"Yes ?" Hermione snipped.

"Will you come down and eat ?" Ginny asked, irritated by Hermione's temper that did not lower.

"Not hungry, Thank you." Hermione answered and picked up her textbook, to look occupied.

"Well, Ron told me to tell you he is sorry for whatever he did to you." Ginny took a few steps closer to her bed.

"Well, You can tell Ronald if he really is sorry he shouldn't send his baby sister to give the message."

"Come on, Hermione. At least he is trying." Ginny replied, tiredly.

"He isn't trying hard enough." Hermione mumbled quietly. Ginny managed to hear that comment and let out a frustrated sigh.

"What would be trying hard enough?" Ginny asked.

"Whisking you away on a white horse?" Ginny arched an eyebrow at her sarcastic remark. Gesturing her right hand making an invisable rainbow. Hermione glared.

"No. . . " Although, she wouldn't mind.

"Then tell me, so then I can make Ron do that for you." Ginny crossed her arms and bit her lip.

"Ginny, he has to want to do it. You can't just make him. Besides, if he does decide to do something than. . . he has to figure it out on his own." Hermione grunted with a light pout upon her rose coloured lips. Hermione tied her arms across her chest securely. Neither one of those estimations would come true. Ginny scowled.

"Hermione, this is Ron we're talking about. You know how complicated that sounded ?" Hermione ignored her. She just continued to sulk with her chin resting on her forearms, wrists resting on her knees.

"Please. Come down with me." Ginny whined. Batting her eyelashes widely and sticking out her bottom lip. Hermione's frown twisted into a distasteful smile.

"Fine, I'll come as long as you don't do that face ever again." Hermione stuck out her tongue. Ginny bounced silently in agreement.

"And I'm not talking to . . . Ronald." Hermione managed to get the name out of her mouth. Ginny nodded as if that part of the deal was obvious.

This deal was not wagered as well as I thought it would be. Hermione thought to herself as she glared down at her plate. Ginny was having a delightful conversation with Harry Potter and Hermione was left sitting beside Ronald Weasely. I definetly should have thought this through. Hermione picked up her fork and fiddled it around in the mashed potatos. Ron, on the other hand, was stuffing his face as usual. Every time he took a sip, his eyes would flicker to Hermione. Waiting for her to comment on his sloppy actions. Commanding him to chew and swallow. Hermione felt his eyes boar into her after his plate was spotless.

"Not eating with Malfoy, I see." Ron mumbled under his breath. Hermione gritted her teeth roughly. Her grip around the fork become tight.

It was absolutely mortifying how that one little sentence irked me. He has the nerve to even say that right now. He is just as stubborn as I. As much as I am mad at Ron, I'd rather sit with him then that other git. Hermione's back shifted to Ron's contact and she continued to stir her fork dimly. Ginny looked at Ron then Hermione, then back to Ron and shot him a evil glare. Ron flinched for a moment, but then scowled at her. He mouthed the word

"What ?" Ginny pointed her head to Hermione's directed. Ron's eyebrows furrowed deeper. Ginny's frown grew more frightening. Ron sighed.

" 'Mione, I-" Ron clenched her shoulder. Hermione tried to shake it off, but his grip was surprisingly solid.

"Hello Hermy Cakes." Malfoy said as he prowled from behind her, Leaning down and resting his chin on her shoulder.

"How is my little snoggiekins ?" He asked soothingly as he laid two soft kisses against her neck. Hermione watched his pale face dig into her throat, rather disturbed. Suddenly, a loud crash erupted and Malfoy lifted his head to see the commotion. Ron had whipped his plate (and a few neighbours) to the floor. Malfoy just perked his light eyebrows and smirked. Ron was standing over him. His glance switching to Hermione then Draco, then back to Hermione.

"R-Ron-" Hermione couldn't help herself, that dewy eyed gaze was just soul shattering. Her hands reached to him. All anger towards him had vanish like thin air. Draco captured her hand and pulled her back into his possession. Ron bit his lip in anger that Hermione could have sworn she saw a bit of blood burst through. Ron glared deeply at the two and stormed off.

"Mister Weasely, You clean up that mess you made!" Proffessor McGonagall barked. Ron stood in front of her. Ron managed to swear at her so loudly without even taking a glance to see who it was. Everyone in the room gasped as he stalked off, out of the Great Hall. McGonagall stared into space with a shocked expression, as if she had never been sworn to before.

"Wasn't that a pleasant show, Puppet ?" Draco murmured into Hermione's hair. Hermione closed her eyes so tightly.

That was so unbearable. I can't believe it. It's all my fault. Hermione stood up and Draco was still wrapped around her. Harry and Ginny watched in distress.

"I have to talk to him, I have to tell him that you and I are not-" Hermione was interrupted with a warm pressure on her lips. Her eyes shot open and Harry popped out of his seat but was unsure what to do. Ginny just stared in disbelief. Hermione budged out of the kiss.

"No, I got to find-"

"Hush"

"No, Ron-" Hermione croaked and tears began to slip off her bottom eye lids.

"I didn't want to hurt him." She accidentally screamed.

"WON WON, COME BACK !" Lavender managed to spring out of her chair, a little late after the occurrence. Hermione's eyes opened quickly. Lavender Brown sprinted down until she was out of sight. Harry hid his eyes in his hand as he smacked his forehead. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"He'll be fine, he has Lavender." Draco said a little tauntingly. Hermione didn't realize it but she was sobbing from this remark.

"Come with me, baby. I'll clean you up." Malfoy grabbed her hand tightly and pulled her out of the Great Hall.

"To the prefect's bathroom." Draco said, with an impish grin on his pale face. Where his plan was finally starting to come into gear.

WHAT?! WHAT PLAN ?! I NEED THE NEXT CHAPTER!! DAMN YOOOU CLIFF HANGER!!
:D

Yeah, I hate those little buggers too. I'd appericate a review. All I get out of wasting my time writing silly fictions xD
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