CHAPTER THREE
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Still infuriated the redhead stormed down the corridor leading toward the object of his wrath: Malfoy. How dare he make a pass at Hermione? He thought they hated each other, Malfoy bragging about watching her sleep, and how dare she let him watch her sleep? His Hermione! With Malfoy! So what if he'd dug around a little, everyone knew they were supposed to end up together. Lavender was…well he didn't rightly know what Lavender was to him. He didn't love her, but he enjoyed her company, and she was an excellent snogger. Better than Hermione he was sure. But still, Hermione was his…not Malfoy's.
He came to the conclusion that he'd have to act sooner than he'd expected. He wasn't worried about how to do it, just when. He didn't want to ditch Lavender just yet. Then an idea came to him. He didn't have to ditch Lavender to be with Hermione.
"Weasely, what are you doing out of bed?" Malfoy himself was before the hotheaded boy.
"I was looking for you, you dirty-" Ron spat out, unable to contain himself.
"Language, Weasel…let's see 5 points from Gryffindor for being out of bed, and another 10 for being disrespectful to your Head Boy." The Malfoy smirk crossed his face, daring Ron to say anything else.
"What do you want with Hermione?" Ron spat. Malfoy had a glint in his eyes Ron didn't like.
"Now why would I tell you that?" he said softly. "I suggest you get to bed before I take anymore points off of Gryffindor.
Not having any choice, Ron turned and walked away, he heard Malfoy muttering something, yet when Ron turned to face him, he was nowhere to be seen.
Hermione woke to find it was dark already, glancing at the clock she gasped; she had completely slept through her patrol with Malfoy. In fact he was just coming in as she had the thought.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Her tone was accusing, but she realized she didn't really have anything to be accusing of. Malfoy shrugged.
"You looked so bea-peaceful, I thought I'd let you sleep. I can handle patrol by myself" Malfoy did something nice? And did he just start to say beautiful?
"Did you just call me beautiful?" Hermione asked, "Me, the ugly, know-it-all Mudblood?" Something flashed in Malfoy's eyes.
"You're not a Mudblood, Hermione," he seemed almost angry that she had used his favorite word. "And you are beautiful."
After he sent his note, Draco headed out to patrol the corridors. Hermione was still asleep on the couch and he almost lost his breath at her beauty. Her features were relaxed and her lips slightly parted. He wanted to kiss her.
Deciding not to wake her up, Draco patrolled alone, and as planned, he ran into Weasel. Draco saw him storming down the corridor, and then he stopped and began to pace angrily. It seemed Weasel was actually thinking, something in Weasel's eyes set off a warning light in Draco's head.
"Weasely, what are you doing out of bed?" Draco made his voice intimidating. Weasel glared at him, he looked as if he wanted to punch him. He most likely did, he had obviously seen Draco's note.
"I was looking for you, you dirty-"Weasel spat out at him. Draco decided to ______ his authority and dock points.
"Language, Weasel…let's see 5 points from Gryffindor for being out of bed, and another 10 for being disrespectful to your Head Boy." Draco smirked, hoping to entice the hothead so he could dock more points, or maybe a detention.
"What do you want with Hermione?" Weasel practically snarled. Draco thought about what he did want, to hold her, to kiss her, and one day, to have her as his and his alone.
"Now, why would I tell you that?" Draco made his voice soft and condescending, "I suggest you get to bed before I take anymore points off of Gryffindor."
The redhead turned and walked away, oblivious to Draco whispering the spell he cast on Weasel. The spell would allow Draco to see into Weasel's mind.
Draco walked into the common room to find Hermione had woken up.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" she accused. She was seriously upset? Most people would have been glad for the extra sleep and time off, but Hermione was not most people.
"You looked so bea- peaceful, I thought I'd let you sleep. I can handle patrol by myself" He had almost told her how beautiful she was, it would only make her suspicious.
"Did you just call me beautiful?" Hermione asked, "Me, the ugly, know-it-all Mudblood?"
Is that really how she saw herself? She was kind of a know-it-all, but it was cute. She was definitely not ugly, and she was NOT a Mudblood. How could she throw that back in his face? Draco clamed himself down before she spoke.
"You're not a Mudblood, Hermione, and you are beautiful."
A/N: I'm sorry it was so short and poorly written; I wanted to get the chapter up there. I'm going to try to make the next one really long to make up for it. Sorry it took so long, uploading problems! I love you guys!
