AN: Hey! Here is the second part! And you didn't have to wait an eternity! haha! Hope you like it. :D
WARNING: If you do not like slash, violence, or language, I urge you to stop reading. Just a friendly warning.
Reminder: Bold is mike, regular is me. Disclaimer: The characters are JK Rowling's, so no copyright infringement intended. ONLY the plot and any original character (that I may add) are mine, and if mike decides to add more characters then those original characters are hers.
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The Trio walked in and sat at the back and opened up their books and waited until class started. Hermione sat in the middle, Ron to her left and Harry to her right.
"Hermione do you know if Ginny likes me?" Harry whispered in Hermione's ear and waited for her response with hopeful eyes.
"Yes she does. Now you better ask her out before she's taken." Hermione whispered back smiling.
Harry blushed and wore a big goofy smile.
"What are you two talking about?" Ron asked.
"He asked me when I was going to show you the guys my dorm, and I told him today before dinner." Hermione told Ron. He was satisfied with the answer so he turned facing the front again and waited for Snape to come in any minute now.
Harry mouthed, "Thank you."
Hermione mouthed back, "Your welcome." Then they both faced the front waiting for Snape also.
"Hello, Professor." Draco greeted as they reached Snape, who was coming up to the door at just the same time as they were.
"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Parkinson, Mr. Zabini." He nodded, acknowledging their presence.
"Oh, I hate Potter; did you see what he did at breakfast?" Pansy said loud enough for Snape to hear as he opened the door. Snape paused to listen.
"No, what?" Blaise obliged.
"Too horrible, can't talk about it." She said. "But he said he'd be doing something during potions and told the Weasel and the Mudblood to cover for him."
Snape walked into the classroom, more malice than usual written on his face.
Blaise and Pansy grinned to each other and Draco rolled his eyes. They were so infantile; he would take off points no matter what.
When Snape walked in he looked at the Trio with a maliciously. Then continued on to the front of
the classroom to teach. "Why was he looking at us like that? We haven't' done or said anything." Hermione said confused.
"I don't know maybe he woke up on the wrong side of the needles." Ron said. They chuckled.
"No. I can feel that today is not going to be good." Harry said seriously.
"What is so funny Miss Granger?" Snape said sneering.
"Nothing sir." Hermione said quickly.
"Well something must be funny if you three are laughing haven't a dandy time." Snape said. "Since you three are intent on disturbing my class, ten points from Gryffindor, so why don't you three separate."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione started walking towards fellow Gryffindors.
"Oh no, no, no. Mr. Weasley sit with Mr. Zabini, Mr. Potter sit with Miss Parkinson, and Miss Granger sit with Mr. Malfoy." Snape said smirking.
"What?!" The Trio yelled.
"Yes. Now move along or I will take more point off." Snape said evilly. "Now back to the task at hand. Today we will be brewing the Polyjuice potion. The instructions are on the board. You may begin."
"Professor, today I was supposed to be tested on my knowledge of this potion and the last, I feel that working with a know-it-all would only make the rest of the class unfairly assume that she did all the work in her haste to impress you." Draco pointed out. "I really think it would be in my best interest to work on my own for the duration of this lesson." Potter will have no problem with just this specific one.
Snape considered this, looking as if some plan of his had been tampered with, and Draco was offended to think that perhaps his Godfather had thought him incapable of making such a potion and decided to make him work with one who would indeed do it for him. "Very well. I had forgotten. If you have time you and Mister Zabini will be making the next three potions. If you do this, I see no reason why you shouldn't be allowed the pleasure of studying during this class for the rest of the month. This is review, after all." He gave a grimace that might have been a small smile on anyone else's face.
Draco stood quickly, grinning with a smug air, and gestured to Blaise that they should sit at separate cauldrons just next to each other.
"But Zabini, I would like you to work with Potter." Blaise looked monumentally upset, his bottom lip jutting out and his brows lowering in a very pouty expression. "If he gives you any trouble, please tell me and there will be consequences. I'm not completely sure you've worked out how to make this potion, but I'm sure
"Miss Granger, you will need a new partner. It seems there are none free at the moment, so, it may not be anyone from your house, who do you choose?" Snape inquired, glowering down at her. "Answer quickly or your house will lose more points." It was very apparent the only reason he was making her choose was the chance to take more from Gryffindor.
"Actually no one. I'll be fine on my own. Thank you." she said relieved. 'Thank God I don't have to work with him. Phew! That would have been chaotic, and awkward.' she thought.
Snape gave her a distinctly disgusted glance (including a pronounced wrinkle added just above his long hooked nose), then turned away, "I will be grading you just as tryingly as if you were working with a partner, Miss Granger." He warned, which of course meant he would be unfair and more than likely cruel, of course.
Blaise shoved at Harry, "You'd better be good at this, Potter. I'm not staying in this classroom for the next month because of your high opinion of yourself or your fumbling fingers." He promptly sat, crossed his arms, and waited for Harry to begin.
Draco started his fire at the correct temperature then began adding the ingredients just as the board demanded. Snape showed his approval with a small nod, the most he'd ever given a student for simply working.
"Fine." she replied.
Harry on the other hand was having a hard time with his partner.
"You better kiss my ass if you think you are just going to sit there and do nothing. So either you do half the work, I might forget how to do the potion. And since it usually takes me time to do it, I think I might choose to take my time." Harry said angrily.
"This potion takes over a month to brew, anyway. So it REALLY doesn't matter to me, he won't know if it's made right as long as you make it look grey and goopy. And as for kissing your ass, I'm really not attracted to you. But if that's what does it for you, I'm sure Weasley or Finnegan can help you out." He stated, mostly to get a rise out of him. But Blaise did get up and add things to the potion, maybe not as precisely as it demanded, but in a passable fashion none the less.
"Like I would want you near it. It's just a phrase dumbass. Oh wait! You have probably taught them how to kiss asses. Since you are the king of that." Harry said smirking. And continued to work on the potion.
Hermione on the other hand was happily stirring in her ingredients from memory. She was almost finished adding the ingredients for the day.
Blaise looked incredulously at him, then around the room, as if asking everyone else if they had just listened to what he had. "Excuse me, did you just attempt to insult me by saying that I taught your friends how to kiss asses? Sorry, but that sounds more like a slur to them. I must say you're losing your touch, Draco will be sad to hear it."
Draco started making his second potion alongside the Polyjuice, allowing it to boil as necessary.
"I cannot believe my ears, Potter. You've just taken twenty points from Gryffindor for your language. I'm being quite nice not to make it more." Snape droned, taking his seat and watching the Gryffindors like a vulture eyeing lame prey.
"Like I would care about what he thinks. Hmm. Why do you care so much about what he thinks?" Harry said looking at Blaise dead in the eye.
Harry was pisses at Snape for taking points off, and it showed in his emerald eyes. 'I can't wait to kick Snape's ass in the war.' Harry thought vengefully.
Blaise glared, very happy Snape had taken points. Why did he care? Well, of course he couldn't tell Potter that. Stupid, stupid Potter. "He's my best friend, why shouldn't I care?
Don't you care what your Weasel thinks? Or the Mudblood?" His dark brown eyes sparkled with a raw sort of hatred, but nothing else.
"Ten minutes left, everyone should be finished momentarily." Snape announced, sounding rather annoyed.
Draco finished the second extra potion, as the other had been quick, and began his last. It looked as if he wouldn't need to take this class for a month. It was his favorite lesson, so it didn't matter much to him either way.
Harry ignored him and continued the potion. Ten minutes later Hermione, Ron, and Harry headed to Transfiguration.
"So Harry, how was working with Zabini?" Hermione said chuckling.
Harry looked at her warily. "Hermione why in the world would make you ask that question? You were there. He was annoying the fuck out of me." Harry said irritably.
"Harry I was just joking. Don't worry too much about it." Hermione said soothingly.
Ron put his arm around Hermione and said, "Like he has it bad. I'm partner with Parkinson." Ron shuddered. "It was horrible. At least it's over for today." He said smiling.
The trio walked into the classroom and sat in the second row, Hermione in the middle, Ron on her left, and Harry on her right, waiting for Prof. McGonagall to come.
"You guys, today after dinner come with me so you can see my dorm. Okay?" Hermione said. "And bring Ginny too." Hermione discreetly winked at Harry. Harry nodded.
"Pansy, it's just a Weasel. At least yours was a pureblood." Blaise groaned as she continued to compulsively spell her hands clean and then wipe them on Blaise.
"Blood traitor." She shuttered, a look of utter disgust on her face. "I can feel his betrayal, it's crawling all over my skin . . ."
"Mine was a half-blood and Harry Bloody Potter! Stop your complaining!" Blaise shoved at her, but she clung to his side.
Draco just smiled. "If only the two of you were as intelligent as I am. Then you'd be out of that damn class, but no. You're stuck."
They both turned on him, Pansy looking ready to verbally rend his flesh from his body, but Blaise glanced down the hallway both ways, then noted there was no one, and jumped on him. "Bad Draco. Mean Draco." He cooed, pressing his forehead to the other boy's.
"Get off me, you're damn heavy!" Draco demanded, leaning against the wall and threatening to drop him.
"Are you saying I'm fat?" Blaise pouted.
"No, I'm saying you're heavy and I can't very well carry you to Transfiguration, so get off of me."
"Kay." He said childishly, hopping off him but leaning aggressively in to steal a kiss. Draco allowed this only for a moment, then pushed him away.
"Idiot, someone could see." Draco reminded, starting on his way.
"The only thing worth living for." Blaise joked.
"I hate both of you." Pansy added to the conversation, examining her silver nails, tipped green, and smiling lightly in spite of her words. "I'm coming by tonight, Draco." She warned, as if telling him to be on his best behavior for this.
"Sure." He allowed indulgently, not caring either way. It wasn't his problem if he wasn't there, so he didn't mind her going.
"Me too, then." Blaise stated, though it was a bit of a question.
"Whatever." Draco responded, again not caring, as he stepped into the classroom and they all took their seats, waiting for the professor.
For Hermione Transfiguration went by in a blur. She was still conflicted about what she should do about Malfoy about to become a deatheater. 'It's a miracle Harry, Ron, and Ginny haven't asked what is wrong. I hope it stays that way.' she thought.
When class was over the Trio started walking to the Great Hall for lunch.
"I'll see you guys later. I have to go to the library to research for my homework." Hermione lied. She was going to the library to think without interruption.
Harry had a feeling that she was lying but didn't comment on it. "Alright. Don't forget to eat though. Okay?" Harry said seriously.
"Okay." Hermione said. 'I need to stop lying to my friends.' she thought sadly.
"You sure you don't want us to come?" Ron said hopefully.
"No it's okay Ron. Just go eat lunch." Hermione smiled weakly.
"Fine." Ron said with a hint of hurt.
Hermione headed to the library. 'Now I can go think and sort out my thoughts.' she thought.
Draco, Blaise, Pansy, and the apologetic Theo entered the Great Hall for lunch. Draco had only just sat down and began the meal when he realized he'd forgotten to do his charms essay.
"Oh." He blurted, forgetting himself and looking worried for a moment, slinging his bag over his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Blaise questioned.
"I--Well, I'll just be in the library." Draco told him, not wanting to admit his irresponsibility, as he'd just been complaining about Blaise not doing his work on time.
"Library? Why?" Blaise seemed to think the only reason the library was made was so that Ravenclaws would have a place to pretend to be going when the dances were in session and they couldn't bring themselves to show up.
"No reason." Draco stood and began walking out.
"I'll go find you if you're not in Charms, Lovie!" Blaise warned. The blond took a second to glare at him for the petname before jogging up to the library. Perhaps he'd have time to do it before the next lesson.
He arrived not long after, flung open the door (much to Madam Pince's disapproval) and sat in the chair near the window.
Hermione was sitting in her favorite comfy squishy seat near the back of the library. When she heard a noise Hermione looked up to see Malfoy walk in. Thank god he didn't see her, she really didn't want to be in the same room as him. Since she was close to figuring out what to do about the secret, and she didn't want him interrupting her thoughts.
Hermione gathered her things and pretended that she didn't see him and started heading out the library heading for a quick bit before her next class. 'So far so good. I'm almost there.' she thought nervously.
Blaise decided to spy on Draco, see if he really was in this 'Library'. Wherever that was. So he asked a cute Ravenclaw boy (Terry Boot, that Blaise decided on the spot that the boy was at least bi. Probably gay, because as far as he was concerned there was no such thing as 'bi'. Just boys and girls that didn't want to admit they were queer), and on his way he was. He slunk in the shadows, completely unnecessary but it did make him feel better.
He was doing great, people were ignoring him, and for once that was a good thing. He opened the library door, glanced around, and then turned to make sure no one was tailing him . . . only to walk directly into Hermione. "AH!" He yelled.
Pince turned on him. "Do NOT yell in my library!" She shouted in a whisper, her dry voice crackling like the pages in the older tomes.
Blaise's eyes widened as he brushed himself off . . . and found Draco standing over him, offering him a hand. "Er." He said.
Draco reached down lower for Blaise's hand, then pulled him to his feet. "Idiot." He replied, looked over at Hermione for a moment, then back to Blaise.
"She tripped me." Blaise lied quickly.
"Bravo."
"No I didn't you fucking bastard!" she said angrily. "You were one to run into me. Probably to spy on Malfoy, to see if he's making out with some other guy. How pathetic." Hermione said smirking and walked away.
Blaise's eyebrows shot up, looking surprised. "The language that Mudblood has, you'd think she was born to sailors." calm him down.
Draco looked around, seeing they'd made a scene and people were already talking. "Shit." He whispered, walking out and slamming the door shut. He only got a few more paces in before he turned and punched a wall. That bloody stupid girl.
Blaise found him with his head against the wall, clenching his fists and his jaw. He rested a hand gently on the other boy's shoulder.
Draco whipped around. "This is your fault."
"My fault? I didn't tell the Mudblood to say that! How is it my fault?" Blaise asked, trying to
The blond pushed him, turning away. "Your bloody fault because you came. Is that why you were there? Didn't trust me?" He taunted.
"You don't give me any reason to. You won't promise me anything, so--"
"So why do you expect it?" Draco questioned cruelly.
"I--" Blaise took a step back, looking as if he'd been punched. "I . . ." He looked around, then back to Draco. "I'll see you in class." And he left.
Hermione walked into the Great Hall looking for her friends. She spotted them in the middle of the table. Hermione walked to them.
"Hey!" Hermione said smiling, and gave Ron a quick kiss on the lips.
"Why are you smiling?" Ron said suspiciously.
"Ronald, if you must know I just came from the library. Duh! I told you that before I left." Hermione said peeved.
"Sorry." Ron blushed.
Hermione at quick and said, "Come on class is about to start. Bye Ginny." She said dragging Harry and Ron from the table.
"Bye. See you guys later." Ginny said.
Hermione turned to Harry and whispered in his ear, "If you don't ask Ginny out anytime soon I will be forced to push you two together." Hermione said smirking at his reaction.
Harry started blushing madly. And whispered back, "No! Don't do that. Give me a few more days, and I'll ask her out. I am shy you know. And what about Ron?"
"First off you are nice, caring, brave, a gentleman, great at Quidditch, and you are extremely handsome. She would definitely say yes." she said knowingly, and smiled.
If it were possible Harry blushed even redder. "Really? Wow. I didn't know. And you noticed?" Harry said smirking.
"Yes you are. And yes I noticed. I am a girl. Too bad I love you like a brother, cause you would have been taken years ago." She said laughing.
"By Who?" Harry said trying to not laugh to loud.
"By me off course." She giggled.
"Then it's also a good thing that I love you like a sister. And you are also beautiful, smart, caring, and brave, too." Harry said smirking.
Hermione blushed. "Thanks. Now let's hurry up before Ron stops talking to Neville and realizes that we are way behind him."
"Yeah." Harry said and put his arm around her shoulders in a brotherly way and started walking fast to catch up with Ron.
Draco found Pansy on the way to Charms. "I didn't finish my essay. Give me yours?"
"He'll know a copying charm." She warned. "He's not the professor for nothing."
"Oh, fine." Draco gave in, his O would survive missing one essay. If he hadn't been so distracted . . . but that was just what happened, living in the vicinity of Granger and being around the demanding Blaise and perpetually rude Pansy.
"Where did our Princess wander off to?" Pansy asked, changing the shoulder her book bag rested on.
"Hell if I know." Draco replied, sighing.
"Another fight? What is it with this school? You two never fought before. You'd do some pretty strange things, but fighting wasn't one of them. Something's got you in a mood lately."
She had a good point. And that something must have been a certain bookworm, he glared at her back as she and Potter rushed down the hallway. It was her fault if he lost the best male friend he'd had, someone he'd grown to trust . . . because their version of a relationship had been perfect before.
He glanced over to find Michael Corner giving him a glance he certainly recognized, unless he was highly mistaken. Draco raised a brow at him and the boy blushed, bit his lip, and looked away.
"Oh, do that somewhere else." Pansy demanded as she sat down, patting the seat next to her to order Draco to sit. He did so, because she was not one to be denied easily and it would just make everything simpler.
Blaise didn't come to class until Professor Flitwick stood at its front. He sat next to Draco, smiled a weak smile, and fished through his backpack rather than striking up a conversation.
The day seemed to have its own plan on speeding the day. It was time for dinner and Hermione and Ron were sitting across from Harry and Ginny, who happened to be blushing.
"Hermione, can I talk to you for a sec in private?" Ginny said nervously.
"Sure. Be right back guys." Hermione said.
"Girls. What the hell do they talk about anyways?" Ron said annoyed.
"They are probably trying to prank us again. Which by the way, we still haven't got them back." Harry said smiling evilly.
Ron looked at Harry. "What do you have in mind?"
Harry told Ron his plan. Ron snickered, "That's the best plan we have come up with."
Outside the Great Hall. "Hermione does Harry like me?" Ginny asked nervously.
Hermione smiled knowingly. "Yes he does."
"Great! Now I can set my plan into motion." Ginny said brightly.
"And what is that?" Hermione said intrigued.
Ginny told Hermione her plan on how to tell Harry about her crush on him, on the way back into the Great Hall.
Blaise told everyone he was behind in studying for DADA, a blatant lie, and left them instead of going to dinner. This meant Draco was sitting next to Pansy, who was outtalking her usual words per minute at Theo and Vincent, who were staring blankly. Greg didn't even pretend to listen as he inhaled several plates of turkey.
Needless to say, the boy was very, very bored. Until he looked up and found that same boy, Michael Corner, with his dark hair spiked up and out of his face, unlike when he had that horrible cut back in fifth year . . . Draco motioned to the door, and Michael nodded shyly, causing a feral grin to appear on Draco's lips.
He waited for the boy to leave, then made his excuses. Ten minutes later he and Michael were in his room and looked to be staying so for a while.
A few minutes later the four friends finished their dinner and started heading towards the Head's dorm.
"Hurry up you guys! You have to see it, it's beautiful." Hermione said happily.
"No need to rush." Harry said smiling.
"Yeah. What do you have planned?" Ron said joking.
"We are planning to kidnap you guys, then send you to Uranus." Ginny said bursting out laughing, and so did Hermione.
"What?! That is not funny at all." Ron said surprised.
"Ron, don't worry about it they were just kidding. Plus you have to admit that was funny." Harry said smiling.
"Yeah it sort of was." Ron said putting his arm around a laughing Hermione.
"That was hilarious! Not funny. You should have seen your shocked faces when Ginny said we were going to send you to a planet. Well, you two probably thought it was actually your asses." Hermione said laughing so hard she was tearing up.
"No I didn't!" Ron lied badly.
"Whatever. We are here." Hermione stated. "The password is Friendship." she told them.
They walked into the dorm laughing like a bunch of idiots.
The entrance door closed loud enough for Draco to hear it, just when Michael let out a particularly loud moan. Spinning into an oblivion of pleasure (Michael wasn't bad, for a virgin), Draco couldn't silence him. He decided to hope it was just Granger and the Weaslette that were laughing so hard as he cleaned himself up.
Michael dressed in a rush, Draco put on a pair of pants and trousers, cleaning his sweaty hair, then followed Michael to the common room . . . where he found more Gryffindors than he was comfortable with.
"H-hi, Ginny . . ." Michael said, biting his lip again and running a hand through his messy spikes, then across his mismatched buttons.
Well, what did it matter? The Mudblood had probably already told them. Draco forgot for a moment that he was shirtless and took his place on the bench near the window, cracking it open.
"When can I see you again?" Michael asked in a whisper, looking nervous.
"Maybe tomorrow, maybe never." Draco answered cryptically, pulling him in for a hard, fast kiss and pushing him away. "Out." He commanded.
Michael waved to Ginny and opened the door to go.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!" Ron thundered disgustedly, in a state of shock.
"MALFOY'S GAY! WHAT?!" Harry yelled at the same time as Ron and equally shocked. They both had turned to see who was opening the door and got quiet and eyeful they really didn't need.
Hermione and Ginny we rolling on the floor laughing their asses off.
"EW! That's just wrong and gross." Ron said shuddering.
"Now I know what Blaise meant about him being close to Malfoy. EW." Harry said looking ready to vomit at the thought of them two going at it.
Draco stood quickly, fury hardening in his eyes, and rounded on the boys. "Listen, you filthy breeders. I'm not 'gay', I'm 'bisexual', not that it's any of your damn business." He grabbed Harry by the shirt front. "And you know what they say about the boy who complains too much about gay boys . . ." He brought his face closer, "He's a fucking queer." He shoved him back.
"Afraid you'll lose your little girlfriends? You should be. Why would they want you when they could have me?" He motioned down to his evident abdominal muscles, well-formed pectorals, and lithely lined arms. "If you weren't so biased, I'd ask you." He told Ginny and Hermione. "Because the truth is, I'm easily hotter than those two boys, right girls?" Draco stood nearer to them, licked his lips, and smirked. "Don't worry, I won't make you admit it."
With that he walked over to the bookshelf, studying the titles as if he really wanted one of the books.
"I AM NOT A FUCKING QUEER! FERRET! I was just shocked! I would never judge anybody! Even you!" Harry yelled. Harry walked up to Malfoy and punched him in the nose. "And if you manhandle me ever again I will kill you, and if you ever disrespect the girls or go anywhere near them again I WILL kill you in the worst way possible!"
Ron had walked up to help Harry kick Malfoy's ass, but Hermione and Ginny grabbed both of them by the arms and started pulling them away yelling, "HE'S NOT WORTH IT HARRY! Please stop and just follow me to my room! You don't want to get expelled for murder." Hermione begged. She could see put rage in his eyes and was afraid that he might do something that will get him expelled, and Ron looked murderous too. 'I hope that nothing bad would happen.' she thought scared.
Hermione and Ginny stood in front of them pushing them away from the fight. "If you two do not move I will make you!" Ginny said angrily. "He is not worth getting in trouble for. He's just a slimy git."
'I wish I kept that damn vow now.' Hermione thought scared.
Blood poured out of Draco's nose, he wiped it on his arm, shaking his head. He decided he deserved it, in some way. "Fucking asshole." He looked up to Potter. "Going to let them drag you away? Come on, come kick my ass. Can't you even beat a queer?" He took his wand out of his pocket, gripping it tightly. "I'll throw mine out if you throw yours. Fight like dirty muggles if it will make you more comfortable." The words sounded somehow sexual in the way he said them, seductive. He said a spell and his nose stopped bleeding. "Scared, Potter?"
"Oh fuck no! You did not just say that I'm scared!" Harry yelled fire ablaze in his eyes. Harry shoved the girls aside and headed toward Malfoy with clenched fists.
"STOP! I will not tolerate this crap in my dorm or anywhere else for that matter!" Hermione thundered. Then she yelled,"PATRIFICUS TOTALIS!" At the same time Ginny did. Harry, Ron, and Draco were frozen on the spot. Hermione and Ginny were furious by now.
"Ginny levitate Harry and Ron to my room lock all the doors and don't let them out of your sight." Hermione told Ginny, then took all three of the boy's wands and placed it in her pocket under a spell. So they can't be returned to their owner until she deem fit.
"Okay." she said angrily. Hermione waved her wand and opened the door, she had also set it to let her open the door with her wand.
When Ginny closed the door she locked it from the outside, that would only open in an emergency or when she lifted it. Then said the countercurse on Malfoy.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! YOU ARE HEAD BOY! YOU SHOULDN'T BE ACTING LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD! YOU SHOULD BE SET AN EXAMPLE FOR THE SCHOOL! NOT START FIGHTS! I am sick and tired of this crap! If you are going to act immature then I'm going to go to Prof. Dumbledore and tell him everything!" She screamed, her eyes a darker shade of brown. She was clenching her fists trying to hold her anger.
"I didn't start the fight, are you blind? Your bloody little boyfriend did. He's the one who had a problem with me kissing someone." Draco said in a flat voice, opening his hand and waiting. "I'd like my wand back, I'm going to go find Blaise."
"He is not my boyfriend! He is like my brother, and if you want your wand back in one piece I suggest you go apologize, I'll make sure he does too. Even though it wasn't his fault he was shocked. And YOU started the fight by grabbing his shirt. Now go apologize or go to Zabini without your wand. Cause you are not going to hurt anyone with it while I'm here." She said angrily. "And don't even think about trying to take the wand from me, cause it's spell proof and it will only come to you when you are in no immediate danger to yourself or anybody else." She opened the door to her room with a flick of her wand and pointed to it.
Draco looked up as though asking some god to give him strength. "I'm not going to hurt anyone, or myself, as long as I can get the hell out of here. If I stay, I can't keep that promise." He said truthfully. "So please, Granger, give me my damn wand. He punched me in the nose, I didn't harm him, and if I get my wand back I won't need to." He gave her a very tight smile and held out his hand. "Don't be ridiculous."
She looked at him reluctantly. "Fine. But if you do something like that again to my friends without being provoked I WILL make you suffer the consequences myself. And you know what I mean." She said dangerously. She handed over his wand and turned on her heel towards her room.
"Do what? Say they're gay? Trust me, there are worse things to be, Mudblood." He said sadly, turning away and walking out. He decided to find Blaise, just as he'd said, instead of finding someone else as he'd planned.
He walked down the hall and his plans were halted. There was Padma Patil. He hadn't had a girl in weeks, and with Harry's voice in the back of his mind, yelling about gays, he walked right up to her. "Hey." He whispered sensually in her ear. It was different with girls. They didn't want a quickie in a bathroom stall or empty classroom then the end. They wanted romance.
"Hello." She said indifferently, not really liking him, but as a Ravenclaw knowing 'Slytherin' was not synonymous with 'evil'.
"How would you like to come back to my room for a while?" Draco asked her, leaning close.
"I-I'm supposed to be studying." She murmured, looking away.
"That's what we'll do. Study." His tone spoke otherwise.
"Um, I don't know." Padma said, looking anywhere but at him. That's when it hit him, he still wasn't wearing a shirt. Hell, that was no way to pick up girls!
"It won't be long, just a detour." But he knew it wasn't going to work. She'd want to talk for a long time, which he wasn't in the mood for. Now he remembered why it was always boys lately, if you took a girl to your room and knew her at all before hand, she'd be hearing wedding bells by the time it was over. "Never mind, go fill your pretty little head up with textbook information. I'm going to go get laid."
She looked at him in disgust. "Do that." Padma walked away, going to the library.
Draco walked down to the dungeons, into the Slytherin dorms, intent on bringing Blaise back with him, even though he knew he was supposed to be patrolling that night.
Hermione walked up the stairs exhausted but she still caught the sadness in his voice. 'Oh well. I'll ponder that later.' She thought. She felt like a ton of bricks, all because of the fighting. 'Why did Dumbledore think that we would get along? Can't he tell that this was a mistake? I can't take this anymore. Ha. Funny thing, it's only day five of living here and it looks like I might die of high blood pressure.' Hermione thought warily.
When Hermione walked through the door she was bombarded with questions.
"Why did you do that for?" Harry said angrily.
Ron was pissed as hell.
"What happened?" Ginny said worried.
Hermione walked to her bed and sat on it, and turned to Harry. "First off I did that to prevent a murder that was sure to happen Harry. I don't want you going to Askaban for murdering Malfoy. I could tell by your eyes that you were ready to kill." she told Harry seriously but angry.
She turned to Ginny and said, "I threatened him that if does not cool off with the fighting that I would go to Dumbledore and tell him everything. He must have taken that threat to heart because he said he wasn't going to do anything unless he was forced to stay. I could tell he was furious also and I didn't want anymore fighting so I gave back his wand and then he left. And to think about it he left half naked. I hope he gets caught." She said seriously.
"You like him don't you!" Ron yelled accusingly.
Then she turned to Ron and glared at him. If looks could kill he would be dead in an instant. "What the hell did you just say?" she growled.
Ron was a little intimidated by her anger but still repeated his question. Which may not have been a good idea. "I said you like him don't you."
Hermione walked up to him and snarled, "How could you be so stupid? I do not like him at all. How could you accuse me of that. I am not the type of person to cheat around. If I'm going out with you it must mean that I like you and only you, you dumbass." The she walked back to her bed and sat down again.
"I'm sorry Hermione. It's just that what he said and did to you and Ginny got to my head." Ron apologized, and tried to give her a hug.
"No! Stay away from me. You hurt me bad. And with all this crap going on in my life I don't need you accusing me of infidelity. Now I'll talk to you later when I'm not pissed at you, but for now leave." She said hurt.
"But Hermione.." Ron started.
"Ron please leave." Hermione pleaded.
"Fine. See you later." He said hurt.
When he walked out the door Hermione started crying lightly. Harry and Ginny ran to Hermione and enveloped her in a hug. Harry who had calmed down after hearing Hermione, because he knew she was telling the truth. He hated seeing her hurt or crying, it broke his heart. "Hermione please don't cry. Everything is going to be okay." Harry said soothingly.
"No it's not Harry. All these fights are getting to me and I just hurt my best friend and boyfriend." Hermione sobbed.
"Hermione that was not your fault. Ron had no right to accuse you like that. He got what he deserved." Ginny said sternly.
"Thanks you guys. I feel a little better. I just hope that the fighting will stop." Hermione said sadly.
"You don't need to thank us, we'll always be here for you." Harry said smiling.
"Yeah." Ginny agreed.
"Well I have to go check on Ron to make sure he does hurt himself." Harry joked.
"Okay. Bye." Hermione said hugging Harry goodbye.
After Harry left Ginny turned to Hermione. "Are you going to be okay?" Ginny said worried.
"Yeah thanks. I'm just going to take a shower and a little nap before heading out for patrolling." Hermione smiled slightly.
"Okay. But if you need anything don't hesitate to ask." Ginny said smiling. Then she hugged Hermione and left.
'I have such great friends. I'm the luckiest girl alive. I hope Ron is alright. Malfoy better do patrolling away with me if he wants to stay alive. Cause he was part of the cause of Ron being hurt.' she thought tiredly. Hermione gathered her clothes and went into the bathroom for a shower
Draco had a quick round with Blaise, then Pansy reminded him that she was dropping by and had in fact been about to come up when he'd stopped in. Draco stole one of Blaise's shirts (which wasn't a great thing, Blaise had this custom-fit, very tight, and they clung to Draco, making him feel uncomfortable with others looking at him) then allowed them to accompany him up to the Heads Dorm.
"Patrol tonight?" Blaise asked, to which Draco nodded. "Detention for me." He said glumly.
"I'll see what I can do to meet you there when you're through."
"Since you're on patrol, I guess that means it's a safe night to sneak out?" Pansy inquired in her usual nonchalant tones, again inspecting her nails as she magicked on a coat of gloss.
"If you'd like to be caught by Granger, be my guest." Draco groused, sitting on the couch so that Blaise could sit at his side.
"When're you leaving?"
"A few minutes, Granger better hurry. The first half of the round is supposed to be together because we do the dungeons, then we do the rest apart for the rest of the floors we're patrolling tonight." Draco revealed.
"Patrolling with the Mudblood?" Pansy snorted, smiling.
"Too bad for you, mate. I'd rather clean cauldrons, even if Snape's in a mood." Blaise said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. The motion made his eyes light, as if a memory filled them. "That reminds me, I never got to thank you for showing up with fewer clothes on than usual. It was a nice treat, love. I don't usually see you very long without your shirt, and you look lovely." Blaise whispered the last directly into his ear, bit his neck, then was pushed away.
"Don't worry, it won't happen again." Draco assured.
"I can't believe you risked being caught without all of your clothes on for this idiot." Pansy told him, still looking mildly surprised.
"Granger better hurry." Draco said, trying to change the subject.
After Hermione took a shower she went and took an hour nap. Hermione woke up and stretched. 'Hmm. Thank God that we could wear anything when we are patrolling Friday nights.' Hermione thought happily. She picked a pair of form fitted dark blue jeans and a white cardigan that hugged her chest nicely and a pair of white tennis sneakers. Hermione looked at herself in the mirror. 'Wow! I look good. Thanks to working out I have a nice body.' she thought smiling.
When she finished putting her hair up in a ponytail she grabbed her wand and headed out her room to start patrolling. 'Malfoy better be ready, and he better stay away from me if he knows any better.' she thought angrily.
"Finally, Granger." Muggle clothes, how fitting. He usually despised them, but he'd seen her in them when they were younger and they made him feel less like calling her a Mudblood, so he decided it was good she wore them while they had to be around each other for any amount of time. Besides, certain people could pull off the fashion, and she had the simplicity that allowed it.
"She looks desperate." Pansy whispered loudly to Blaise, her way of telling someone something she thought they needed to know without being upfront about it.
Blaise gave Hermione a once-over. "When anyone's around Draco they look desperate." He said back, leering before Draco pushed him.
"Just go, you'll be late and Snape will give you another." Draco responded, fighting a blush. He hated how people looking at him like that could do that, but really he was just embarrassed to still be wearing the damn ill-fitting shirt (muscles should not be put on display while wearing clothes if you're not on stage dancing in a club, he'd decided).
Hermione heard the comment Parkinson made and said," Well Parkinson just because you are desperate to sleep with any male in this school, that does not mean that any other girl is. Oh dear me of course you are desperate, since I saw you trying to seduce Neville. I guess you really don't care who it is as long as they have a penis to go inside your mouth you will be fine." Hermione said smirking. "And dear Blaise don't forget you were following Malfoy to see if he was shagging other guys. So don't ever say anything about being desperate, cause you are also desperate to have him and make sure nobody does. So excuse me I have to go patrol."
Hermione had noticed Malfoy with the muscle shirt and was trying not to blush because that would give her away that she was looking. 'Can he get any hotter?' Hermione thought smiling inwardly.
Draco pulled Pansy back to have a talk with her as she looked ready to start a cat fight right there, and he had patrolling to do.
While the other two were busy, Blaise walked up beside Hermione, not looking malicious, but almost like he pitied her. "Darling, I am desperate for him. He's a very, very good fuck. And I plan to keep him all to myself. I'm sorry you can't have him, if I was into sharing I'd let you get a piece so you could see what you're missing." He put a hand on her shoulder, for once not looking disgusted, as he stared her in the eyes. He was finding her secrets, the perfect Slytherin. A moment later a small, sad smile sat on his lips. "Dearheart, let the thought go, you'll not be having him." He said so slowly that she could pretend she hadn't heard it, if it pleased her.
"No thank you. Don't pity me cause I don't care and I would never want to go anywhere near him let alone share him. Ew! And please keep those comments to yourself. It may be happy for you but nauseating to me. And thanks for reassuring me." she said brightly then smiled and petted his shoulder and started walking towards the door. "Hurry up Malfoy, patrolling starts in a few minutes and I don't want to be late." she said over her shoulder.
'Maybe I will or maybe I won't.' she thought smiling to herself.
Draco finished his argument, nodding to Pansy, and she rolled her eyes and left quickly.
"We've got to go to the dungeons first anyway, so we're walking Blaise." Draco told her rather than asking.
"That is, as long as you permit." Blaise said in a slightly teasing voice, obviously trying to get along with Hermione, whatever his reason was.
Draco raised an elegant blond brow at him and he grinned, pressing a quick kiss to Draco's lips before he could be denied and looking back to Hermione.
"Fine, whatever. As long as you two don't start making out. Cause then I'm going to have to throw up on both of you." she said jokingly, and smiled. She knew that he was up to something but still since he wanted to joke around she would too. "Hmm. You know Zabini if you weren't gay or believed in that pureblood crap, I would have taken you myself. Cause you do look good." she said smirking.
"Why, thank you, darling." He posed for a moment. "I completely agree. You're not bad yourself, I mean, just because the blood may not be up to my normal standard, it fills you out well. And you don't dress dreadfully, which is more than I can say for a certain boy who won't ever wear fitting shirts or trousers." Blaise said, glaring over at Draco.
"Excuse you, my clothes fit perfectly!" Draco replied, sounding offended. "Just because they aren't a second skin doesn't mean anything!"
"But love, you have the perfect ass for tight pants, and you're so amazingly beautiful that really you don't even need clothes!"
"Blaise, not everyone can get away with walking around in the nude, and I'm afraid the professors wouldn't appreciate it." Draco humored him.
"Hermione-dear, tell him, wouldn't he look better if he wore my shirts every day? Maybe a better pair of trousers . . ." Blaise tugged Draco's trousers to make them look like they were painted on, causing Draco's porcelain cheeks to stain pink.
"Merlin, don't do that!" He pushed the other boy away.
"Nice pose and thank you Blaise." Hermione said smiling, she did a small curtsy and started laughing at what Blaise said. "Well..I don't know. Let's see." She said circling Malfoy. "He would look better with a tight shirt and loose jeans. It would show off his body. But he's shy, so why don't you help him get over it. And no I would not like to see him or anyone walking around naked, and neither would the teachers." Hermione told Blaise smirking, blushing slightly.
'I can't wait to use this against Malfoy. Hmm, he does look good in that though.' she thought smiling to herself.
"I try, I really do . . ." Blaise said with a sigh, as if the world was cruel giving him a project like Draco Malfoy. "But he hates it when I try for anything in public and he doesn't play well with the other boys." He sounded motherly, grinning, then added. "He seems to think it fun slamming them into walls and forcing his tongue in their mouths, I don't yet understand it, his father and I are hoping it's a phase."
Draco looked as though the world had turned against him. "Don't talk about my father." He demanded, walking ahead of them. "I'll leave you girls to discuss behind my back." Draco allowed.
"Look at his ass, for Merlin's sake!" Blaise blurted loudly, pointing to it. "He's so slim, but so nicely muscled . . . oh, you were perfectly right about the loose jean-trousers, if they hung just so from his hips--" He showed the level with his hands, smiling to Hermione as if she was an old friend, turned accomplice in crime.
Draco turned the corner, and Blaise stopped Hermione, suddenly looking serious. "Please." He said quietly, begging. "Has he had someone else up lately? I don't care about the girls, but a boy?" Blaise questioned, looking as if his life depended on the answer.
Hermione was shocked by his outburst. But she decided to lie to him because she would feel bad if she told him the truth when we were just joking around like old friends. "Um..I don't think so. I'm pretty sure he hasn't." She lied pretending to think deeply about it. But decided to change the subject. "Since you didn't let me tell you what I wanted to say later I'll say it now, I think he likes to be the one in control so it would be impossible for you to change him. And yes he has a nice butt." she said with a smile. 'Why am I even talking about Malfoy's body parts? I need to get away from Blaise before I'm scarred for life.' she thought slightly scared but amused.
Something flickered in Blaise's eyes, then died out. "Oh." he said, answering from her first statement, but a smile was glaringly light a moment later. "I say that we just take all of his clothes, tailor them to actually fit. Or shrink his shirts. You could do it, couldn't you? When he's not looking? I'd be forever grateful, I do so like looking at him." They turned the corner, seeing Draco walking down the stairs.
Blaise sighed. "I love him, you know." He whispered, making one think it was the first time he'd ever say it. And it probably was. "But it doesn't matter." The brunet grinned again, wrapping his arm around her waist as if he'd never spoken a word out of place. "Hermione-dear, we must have a girls' night, you, me, and anyone else. We'll talk about cute boys and who looks the best naked, anything you want. Alright?" It was as if he was paying her back for listening to him, giving her a prize for not laughing.
Hermione was torn when she heard him say he loves Draco, because now she knew that Draco will never be with her. Because he'll most likely choose Blaise over her. But she hid her pain quickly. She slid her arm around his waist and replied," Hmmm. That does sound good, but there is one thing wrong with that plan. Malfoy will have a stroke and come after me since I live there, and then he'll come after you, and I don't want either of those things happening. You know he could fix his clothes again with his wand, unless you know a spell to prevent that."
"I would love to have a girl's night out. I'll invite Ginny only. What day should we do it? Since we are already doing it in my dorm." she asked him smiling happily. 'Wow, today I'm miss smile. I think I'm bipolar, one minute I'm angry, then sad, and now smiling. I need help.' she thought smiling to herself.
"No, you're right, we'll just have to convince him he looks like Adonis with the clothes on right." Blaise admitted, undefeated and with a new plan. "How about . . . well, I can't this weekend, it may have to wait a bit. Next weekend? We'll see. I know you don't like Pansy, but if I can convince her to hold her tongue I'd like to bring her. She knows just about everything about everyone." He told her. Somehow they were already to Snape's classroom. "Who'd ever have thought, me and you, huh, babe?" He said, giving her a feminine wave before pulling Draco to him for a kiss (that made Draco push him into the classroom and away from himself).
"Sweet Merlin, I hate him sometimes." Draco said, smirking at the closed door. "So what did you talk about?" He questioned, completely astonished at Blaise's behavior.
"Okay Blaise." she said loudly and waved at him before he closed the door. 'Yeah who would have thought. She better keep her mouth shut.' Hermione thought.
"Huh. Oh don't worry your little brain about it. Let's start patrolling and get it over with." she said smirking at Malfoy.
"Excuse me? If you two are going to be all sweet together, the least you could do is tell me what you were saying!" He looked very, very curious. "I'm sure some of it was about me, he can go on for days about things he likes and doesn't. Tell me and . . . and I'll try my best to be civil for the rest of the evening. As long as it's something good." Draco swore.
Hermione thought it over. 'It would be nice if we weren't arguing for once.' she thought. "All right I guess I'll be fine to tell you something little. Well we were just talking about shrinking you clothes so that you would show your physique more, but I told him that plan would have backfired on us because you could have easily fix your clothes. Then hunted us down for messing with it." she said laughing slightly. Then looked at his face to see his reaction.
Draco looked outraged when she mentioned 'harming' his clothes, then mollified when he learned the idea was turned down. "Yes. I still owe you something terrible, if you'll remember." He said, smiling evilly before catching himself. "But this way, you won't know when it's coming. And I'm a bit worried at you thinking over my 'physique' too much, Granger. Don't forget to breathe and please refrain from touching." It was almost a joke, almost something said between friends, if only his haughty air would drop. His arrogance got in the way of conversation even when cruelty did not.
Hermione blushed. "Ha ha. Malfoy if you do remember I am a girl so I can look all I want. And don't worry I've seen better, and of course I will not be touching you in any way shape or form. And I can't wait to see what you owe me, it should be fun." Hermione said jokingly, and started laughing at the thought of him trying to get back at her.
"Being a girl gives you the right to stare at me like I'm some piece of meat?" Draco said in mock-offence. "No wonder Blaise strives to be so effeminate, I wish I had that privilege." He teased slightly. "The boys would have even more to worry about."
The blond decided that, just this once, while they were alone, he'd give just a bit. Blaise had been hanging all over her, for Merlin's sake. Maybe she'd even tell him the real thing they'd been talking about if Draco could get along well enough with her.
"Gosh darn it! I didn't think that it was even possible to hurt your feelings. And leave poor Blaise alone, he hasn't done anything to you. Of course you have whatever privileges you want, you just have to learn not to get caught." Hermione said then burst out laughing.
'I wonder why he's being to carefree. Hmm, he just probably wants to know what Blaise and I were talking about. Like hell I'm going to tell him. He'll just have to wait until then.' Hermione thought.
"How did you know Blaise hasn't done me?" He asked pervertedly, purposely mistaking her words. "I mean, aside from the fact that he's an obvious bottom . . . And I don't get caught, or some straight boys would be very scared of me. Namely--" He stopped, looking as if he'd almost given something away, smiling. "That would have been very bad." Draco said, sounding relieved.
"Ew! You pervert! You know that's not what I meant." she said punching his arm. "If you are talking about Harry and Ron, don't worry they won't tell anyone cause the only thing that would cause is more problems and I already have enough of that. And it was you own fault you got caught. If you would have been more careful you would not have been caught or punched." Hermione snickered.
"Let's just say, if Potter knew what I was thinking, he would have done more than just punch me." Draco said, biting his lip. That was a secret he'd never told anyone, he wasn't sure why it slipped out. "If you tell anyone I said that, I'll deny it and kill you in your sleep." He promised, blushing.
Hermione stopped in her tracks and doubled over laughing her ass off. "Wait..wait a minute. Don't tell me you like Harry too, I know he's handsome and all but that was unexpected. What's next you are going to tell me that you find Ron hot? Ha ha! And don't worry, your secrets safe with me. Even though it's tempting to tell but I won't. And you wouldn't dare kill me because I'm the one that is keeping you out of trouble. Never I thought to see the day that the all mighty Draco Malfoy would blush." Hermione said smugly.
"I don't fancy him, Granger." Draco said, his ears a bright scarlet. "If anything he'd be great for a night or two, it's not like I want to date him." He rolled his eyes, too embarrassed to say more about dating. "He's damn hot when he's angry, that's all. And no. I'm sorry, considering you're dating him, but I don't find Weasel in the least bit attractive. I really hate too much muscle. I like brunettes, with very little exception from that rule." He admitted.
Draco gave her a glance, "What about you, what do you prefer?"
"Well I'm sorry to say that he is soon to be taken by Ginny. Ew he's my best friend you're talking about." she said pretending to gag, then smiled. "I don't know about Ron. I'm starting to think that he's just like more of a brother to me and nothing else. He is attractive no matter what you say, but he's too much of a hot head and I'm afraid that one day we will kill each other because of a stupid little argument." Hermione said looking straight ahead. Then turned to Draco and said, "Don't you dare repeat anything that I said or I will castrate you in your sleep." she threatened him.
"I personally don't care much about outer appearances, just as long as he's cute to look at of course, and taller than me. I wouldn't want to be taller than him cause that would be weird. And romantic, nice, and definitely he has to have a since of humor cause I like to joke around a lot. If you repeat any of that I will castrate you in your sleep." she said smiling, but threatening anyways.
"All right, little Draco demands that my lips stay sealed." He said, pretending to zip them closed. "I care the world for outside appearances. Who needs a date when they can get laid every night by someone who's fit and great looking? I don't see the point in romance. That's what's great about boys, they don't expect it. It can be one time and it's over, and when it is, they leave it. Even the girly ones, like Blaise." Draco smiled. "If I told him we were through, he wouldn't have a meltdown like a girl. We'd still be friends, because we're not emotionally involved. That's the difference between fucking around and dating." He pointed out.
"Good thing you are listening to him. Bad that you are holding a conversation with him." Hermione giggled. 'Wow. He has a great smile. I'm having fun with him, never thought that would ever happen in a million years.' Hermione thought happily. She bit her lip when he said that Blaise would not have a meltdown, cause she knew that he would just not in front of Draco. "Is all you think about is sex? Wait! Don't answer that! You think about 100 percent of the time. Just because you have a problem having a serious relationship with a girl it does not mean it's impossible, you just have to look for the right one. Because there are a lot of girl to choose from in this school, since the majority is girls." Hermione said with a small smile, and blushed at her earlier comment.
Draco looked at her inquiringly, "You say 'serious relationship with a girl', like I'd consider it with a boy. Or perhaps that boys can't have serious relationships? Well, I could, I suppose. I could have one. I could choose anyone." He watched his feet as he walked, looking like this was not something he liked to think of. "But I really, really like sex. I'm male, that's just what happens. Every twenty-seven seconds for a straight guy, every eleven seconds for a gay guy. I'd say about every three seconds for me." Draco grinned momentarily, preferring this to being serious about it. He'd rather have three people a day as a teen and grow up, find the perfect person . . . girl . . . give his family a pureblood heir . . . the truth was, he hated thinking about the future. The future meant the Dark Lord. The future meant vying for his father's attention was even more difficult than now. The future was so uncertain. He'd rather just have now.
And have a lot of now. "Is that all you're looking for, Granger? Some lovely wizard to fly in and take you away, love you forever, give you twenty babies, and a mansion, hm?" He asked.
"I knew you would say that! Just thank God that they weren't girls cause you would have probably ended up with at least three illegitimate children. Yes that's all I look for, and GOD NO I don't want to have that many children, that would kill me. I'm fine with three or four. And I wouldn't mind a mansion." She said blushing red trying to avoid looking at his face. "What about you, do you want to have twenty children running around the house?" she asked him. 'Why am I telling him this? This is supposed to be personal.' Hermione thought.
"No." Draco answered. "None." He didn't want responsibility. That was for the future, that was for thinking when he was alone, for times when worrying, crying would be okay. And that was never. "I'd rather life just stopped, that I could stay here at school and never have to do anything else." He confessed, shining his wand into a dark alcove. "I don't want a damn mansion. I don't want a wife. I don't want an heir." Draco said vehemently, jabbing the lit wand down another hallway. "I just want . . ." He just wanted nothing, and at the same time all too much.
"I guess that suits you. But that's not a healthy way to live." Hermione said seriously. Then thought of something fun to lighten the mood again. "Then I guess I should go tell Harry you fancy him. I would pay to see his reaction." She smirked and ran past him heading towards the Gryffindor Common Room which was two floors up.
"Oh, no you don't!" He yelled, chasing after her. "That's an outrageous lie and you will pay!" Draco took the stairs three at a time and reached out to catch her by the wrist. "I do not fancy him!" He argued, missing by an inch. "I said he was hot, that's all!"
"Yeah right!" she yelled back. She hated the stairs it made her grow tired running up them.
Draco had already paused, thinking he would have reached her last time, so he had to go twice as fast. They were already on the seventh floor (even with The Gryffindor Tower). "Why would you think I'd date him if I already told you I didn't want to date anyone?" He asked, catching her sleeve this time and holding on tight.
"Cause it was fun watching you panic." she laughed until she felt him grab her sleeve and felt herself falling. "AHH!" she screamed.
Draco caught her. "Watch it, clumsy." He taunted, putting her upright. "I'm never going to forgive you for this, just so you don't find any reason to think otherwise." He warned, "I'm in no condition to go running up stairs. You're highly irresponsible, someone could be sneaking around right now and we wouldn't know." A small smirk stole on to his face. "Actually, let's go to the Gryffindor common room, you can yell for Potter. Sadly, I think the Weasel would have to hear how you don't love him anymore."
"Oh God thank you for your reflexes. That would have been painful in I fell down the stairs. Thanks for catching me. I am not clumsy, I'm accident prone." she said looking at the stairs. 'God I love being in his arms. I felt safe, and he does have a nice body.' she blushed slightly. "What! Hell NO! I did not say I didn't love him! All I said was that we may not be a good match. And if you breath one word of what was said tonight, just know that I can easily go into your room and kill you." she said angrily pointing her finger in his face. "And whatever, you are not going to do anything cause you've said that before yet you have not acted on it." she smirked. "Come one let's go back to the dorm it's almost time to finish and I'm really tired." she said yawning.
"Fine. But I still hate you." He said as if this cleared everything up, fighting back a smirk. "And if you don't tell what I've said, I'll make certain the Weasel sleeps with dreams of halfblood, frizzy-haired Weasel-babies until you rid him of the thought. But if I hear a whisper, even, that I find Potter anything but disgusting, I hold you personally responsible." With that Draco started back to the dorms.
"Fine deal. I won't shake on it cause then you might freak out and think that I'm trying to steal your thoughts. Oh yeah! You better be civil towards me cause you promised." she glanced at him ignoring his comment.
"I haven't talked about pulling out your organs, cursed, or called you a word that begins with 'M' and ends with 'mudblood' since I said that. Besides, I said I'd try, and only if it was good. That was pretty good, but I'm sure it wasn't the big secret. And I want to know what the big secret is. I'll be even more civil! All through tomorrow!" He promised, giving her a hopeful look. Draco felt the secret eating at him. It must have been something good.
"True. You shouldn't have walked ahead of us then you would have heard it. But no I'm not telling you, you are going to have to wait and see." she smiled evilly. "You may not even think it would be worth hearing."
"Fine, you keep that secret. I'll find out eventually." He wasn't sure of this. If she wouldn't tell him and it was a secret, he doubted Blaise would tell. Draco sighed internally, not allowing her the satisfaction of upsetting him, and murmured "Friendship" to the knight. A moment later he was in the common room.
"Aww! Is someone mad that he can't know the secret?" she teased. "Anyways if you weren't such a pain in the ass and that we hated each other I would have considered you as cute." Hermione said smirking sleepily. Then turned and started walking to her room. "Goodnight." she said over her shoulder.
'Wow! I told the truth! It's a miracle I can still do it!' she thought smiling sleepily to herself.
"Cute? I am fabulously, stunningly beautiful, in the same sort of way as heavenly beings. Saying any less is an insult to me." Draco said decisively, walking into his room before changing hurriedly (letting out a sigh of relief when Blaise's tight shirt was shed) and lay down to sleep.
His thoughts were like so much snow in the blizzard of his mind, which was completely unable to settle on one thing before quickly and undependably shifting to another. It took him quite some time to get to sleep.
When Hermione walked into her room she pointed her wand at herself and changed her clothes. 'I can't wait for girl's night.' she thought. Then walked to her bed and snuggled into her covers, quickly falling asleep.
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