Hey again! Chapter four, like I said, there we will see more of Ron in this chapter. Hope you like it

SiriusStar

Chapter four: Stay away from her

Pinky brought in the dessert fairly quickly, which was lucky as Draco's stomach had started growling, even though he had already had his dinner. Hermione thanked the small elf, before they both tucked in. After dinner, the two chatted away for hours before they checked the time to see it was already quarter to twelve. Hermione stood up to leave when Draco grabbed her arm to stop her.

'Where are you going?'

'Home, Draco, have you seen how late it is?'

'Why don't you stay the night? It's not like you have to work tomorrow'

'Why do I feel a sense of deja vu? Draco, it will be less trouble for you if I go home'

'And it will be less trouble for you if you stay, come on, the house elves wont mind setting you up a room'

'But-'

'No buts, its too late for you to go back now. Stay'

'Fine, But I'm leaving again in the morning'

'After a late breakfast?'

'Draco...'

'Okay, okay, you're so cute when you're angry'

'Wait, what?'

'Nothing'

'Draco Malfoy!-' Hermione was about to scold him for calling her cute, when Pinky the house elf appeared.

'Miss Hermione's room is ready for miss. Pinky will see sir and miss in the morning'

'Thanks Pinky' Draco smiled at the elf, thankful for the interruption, before Pinky disappeared again.

'Guess I'll show you to your room now' Draco took her by the hand and lead her up stairs, down the corridor to the room across from his.

'Right then, I will see you in the morning miss Hermione' Draco gave her a cheeky smile.

'Um, Draco...'

'Yes buttercup?' Hermione scowled at his nickname.

'I don't have any pyjamas'

'Oh, right... wait here' Draco disappeared into his room, and returned with a green t-shirt.

'You can sleep in this, you're so small it'll probably be more of a night gown than a t-shirt'

'Hey! I'm not that small!'

'You're 5"2 Hermione, you're tiny' he laughed as she stood up against his 6"2 build.

'5"1 actually' she grumbled. Draco laughed and handed her the shirt.

'Thanks'

'Goodnight Hermione'

'Night'

Hermione awoke the next morning and stretched. It had been the best night sleep she had had in weeks. She really should sleep over more often. No, bad Hermione, you should be at home in your own bed! She mentally scolded herself.

She got out of bed and got dressed. Then she left the room, and headed downstairs for breakfast. When she got there she was surprised to see that Draco was up so early. But what surprised her more was the fact that he was cooking.

'Good morning Mya'

'Morning. Mya, now is it? Last night you called me buttercup'

'Yeah well, you didn't like that name anyway. You don't mind me calling you Mya?'

'No, its what my grandpa used call me'

'Clever minds think alike'

'And how do you know that my grandpa was a clever man?'

'Well, you must have got your brains from somewhere'

'True' Draco's jaw dropped in mock shock.

'And she doesn't even show an ounce of modesty, dear dear dear' Hermione smiled at him.

'shut up' Draco laughed before serving her breakfast. After breakfast, Hermione said goodbye to Draco and apperated home to her bungalow. When she got home she had a shower and changed into a fresh set of clothes. And that's when she heard a knock at the door...

'Ron? I thought I made it quite clear I don't want to see you again!'

'Oh shut up you bitch! What makes you think you have the right to walk out my life?'

'Excuse me? How dare you come round to my house and start demanding how I live my life?!' Hermione yelled angrily.

'Oh yeah! How do think I feel when I find that my best friend and my sister sided with you after what you did?'

'Don't you dare bring them into this-' Before she could finish her sentence he slammed her against the wall, his nails digging into her skin.

'Listen to me bitch, you are nothing but a lowly Mudblood-'

Draco hummed as he read the 'Daily Prophet'. Seeing Hermione this morning had put him in a good mood. Folding up his paper, he put it on the table when something caught his eye. A brown leather satchel sat on a chair across from him. Hermione.

Well, he thought, returning it gave him and excuse to visit her. Grabbing the bag, he took a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace. He stepped into Hermione's living room, when he saw Hermione slam against the wall. By the weasel.

'You are nothing but a lowly Mudblood-' Before Draco had any time to think, he ripped Ron of her, and set a firm punch against Ron's jaw. Ron slid to the floor, whimpering.

'Don't you ever touch her again, you filthy weasel' Draco snarled.

'Stay away from her, got it? Now get out!' Ron bolted out of the door, in fear of being punched again.

Draco turned to Hermione, who was still stood against the wall in shock, tears streaming down her face. Her face was white, and she was shaking from what had just happened.

'Mya?' Draco said softly. She was still shaking. Draco pulled her into his arms, and rocked her gently as she sobbed into his chest. When she had calmed a bit, he heard her mumble'

'I thought he was going to hit me again'

'Again? He's hit you before?' Draco filled with rage and hatred for the red head. But he remained calm as he held Hermione.

'That's the part I didn't tell you, when me and Ron broke up. He hit me' she whispered.

'Mya, I want you to know that I will never let him hurt you again. If he ever comes near you again I'll-'

'Punch him in the jaw again?' Hermione quipped in, giving a small smile.

'Nah, we don't want to be too nice, now do we?'

'Just don't get yourself locked up in Azkaban' she laughed, cheering up slightly. Draco gave her a innocent smile.

'Me? Azkaban? I'm too good looking for that place' he gave her a cheeky smile.

'Prat' she smiled, rolling her eyes.

'Yeah, but a handsome prat' he replied, winking at her.

'Thank you Draco, I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come when you did. Now I think about it, why are you here?' she questioned.

'Oh, you left your satchel at the manor, I came to return it'

'Well thank you'

'Any time. Gives me an excuse for visiting you' he replied cheekily, winking again.

'Draco, you don't need an excuse for visiting me. You can come round anytime'

'Even when your in the shower. Mm, I do like the sound of that' Hermione swatted his arm playfully.

'Draco Malfoy! Even if I am in the shower when you visit you will wait in the lounge until I'm out and dressed'

'Of course buttercup!'

'Good! And don't call me buttercup'

Draco spent the day at Hermione's bungalow. They filled their time looking through photo albums of when Hermione was little.

'Oh, this one is so cute! I didn't know you played the piano' Draco picked up a photograph of Hermione from when she was seven.

'Yeah, my mum made me take it up. She's the one who taught me how to play'

'Will play for me one day?'

'Maybe, I don't have a piano here though'

'Problem solved. I've got one back at the manor'

'You play?' Hermione asked. Draco's ears turned red.

'Yeah, but the piano isn't exactly something a Slytherin can brag about. Oh! What about this one?' Draco picked up another photo of Hermione. In this one it showed a four year old Hermione sat on an older man's lap.

'Yeah, that's me and my Grandpa. He died in our second year at Hogwarts'

'I'm sorry. That year wasn't a particularly good year for you, was it?' Draco though back to when he had first called her a 'Mudblood', and shuddered.

'I'm sorry for what I said to you back then'

'Its okay, you didn't know any better. We were only kids'

'Yeah, guess you can't change the past. Your Grandpa, is he the one who used to call you Mya?'

'Yes, I think you would have liked him. He had a wonderful sense of humour. I used to spend the summer holidays visiting him at his house in the country'

'You have his eyes'

'So I've been told, have you seen this one?' Hermione handed him a photo of her when she was two.

'I like this one. Look at your little chubby cheeks!' Hermione blushed.

'Your so adorable' he laughed, as her blush darkened.

'Okay okay give it back now!'

And that's chapter four done. Please R&R and tell me what you think

SiriusStar