A/N: Heyy guys! I'm really sorry this one took just over a week to get up. I have had SO much to do it's not even funny. I work two jobs as well as I'm in my last year of High School, which happens to be giving me a billion huge ass assignments. I barely got time to sleep let alone get this done D: But it's calming down now with the end of term looming. So here goes! A bit of romance starting up in this one ;)
Chapter 7: Ferret Forgiveness
I awoke with a start as I heard a door close and turned to look at the portrait door.
There was no one there.
Must have been Granger leaving.
I glanced down at the gold watch on my wrist.
6.40 a.m.
Wow, either she really must have been in a hurry or she was leaving early in an attempt to avoid me.
I'm thinking it's most probably the latter.. Considering it's a Saturday. No one who is sane would be awake this early on the weekend. Although she is a muggleborn, who knows what weird habits they have.
I groaned at the thought of last night.
I got up and showered, examining my face as I toweled myself dry.
My eye was swollen and purple, developing a green tinge. My jaw was still a bit inflamed and red and there was a small scar where Granger had healed the cut on my cheekbone.
I groaned again as a tinge of something stirred in my stomach at the thought of the crying girl.
At least I won't have to worry about any teacher's inquisitions as to how my face got all smashed up. If it was a weekday I'd be in shit.
There you go again; she was right when she called you selfish.
I'm not being selfish! I'm just trying to think positive!
Buuuuuullshit!
"Ugh! Shut up!" I said out loud.
I really am going insane. First I'm nice to people. Then I defend Granger when she gets called a Mudblood. Then I find her, of all people, attractive. And now I'm talking to myself?
Merlin's beard!
I snuck out early in the morning, keen to avoid Malfoy.
I actually thought he might have changed...
When he said those things... The memories came flooding back.
I fought back the tears and ran to the Library to keep my mind off it.
"I won't let him affect me, the egotistical, big-headed, stuck-up, prejudiced prat!" I said under my breath, anger now taking over.
Peeves flew past me as I said it and gave an evil grin as he began to float beside me as I ran.
"Ooooh, Miss Granger is angryyyyy?
Miss Granger is having a fit!
Watch out, she's throwing a tanty,
Be careful you don't get hit!" He taunted before chuckling and zimming off down the halls chanting his shitty collaboration loudly.
I scowled.
It's been two weeks now.
I'm still Head Boy and haven't heard anything from McGonagall so obviously Blaise decided to maintain some intelligence and keep his foul mouth shut about the fight.
There have also been no more Muggle tortures in the Prophet, so he must have got it through his parent's idiotic heads that they need to quit it.
Granger's been ignoring me since that incident...
It's starting to really piss me off.
Most of the time she avoids me and I hardly see her except for the odd occasion like in the halls and in classes.
Even then she completely flouts my existence.
And the thing that pisses me off the most is; WHY the fuck do I even CARE?
Seriously? It's bloody GRANGER.
Pothead and Weasel's annoying, bushy-haired, minion.
Bookworm, know-it-all, teacher's pet, Mudblood, Granger.
I should be glad that she's staying away.
I should be calling her Mudblood every chance I get.
But now I've found myself feeling.. bad? ..I guess? I've been trying to find a way to get to her and apologize again so that we can sort it out.
Then one afternoon, I had just finished Transfiguration and was on my way to lunch when I came across Weasley and Granger.
"Ron, just because I forgave you for your shitty behaviour, does not mean I'll start helping you with your homework!"
"Aw come on." He whined.
I smirked as I walked up to them and faced Weasley, "Ginger, are you that retarded that you seriously need help with your homework that often, or is it just an excuse to try and get a shag from Granger." I jeered.
He went red in the face.
Ha. Caught you out. I know his dirty little plan is to get close to her again through "study" and then work his way into her heart. And into her bed.
I know because I'm a guy, and I'm a Malfoy.
For some reason though, it pissed me off that he wanted to use her like that.
Or maybe it's just his existence that pisses me off.
Yeah, that's more likely.
I turned to her, "Granger can I please speak with you?"
I looked at Weasley pointedly before adding, "Alone."
"I don't think so Ferret." She said snappily as she turned to walk away from us both.
I followed her, determined to have a say.
I had a plan.
"It's about Head Boy and girl business."
"Oh sure." She said sarcastically as she swiftly rounded a corner and continued down another hall before angrily adding, "Don't talk to me."
Weasley was out of sight now.
A plan formed in my mind.
"I'm being serious," I said with a look of utmost sincerity on my face, "It's important."
Her eyes flicked to me but she continued walking speedily as she asked, "What's it about?"
I stared hard into her eyes with the most serious look I could muster and answered, "It's a message from McGonagall." I looked around me at students who were walking past," I have to tell you in private."
She looked at me with distrust, but her teacher's-pet syndrome took over and she led me into the nearest classroom.
I closed the door and cast the muffliato charm non-verbally.
She sighed and turned to face me saying, "Alright Malfoy spit it out, I don't want to taint your gracious pure-blooded presence for too long. So what did McGonagall-"
Before she could finish I pushed her against the wall, holding her there with my body and pinning her arms up on the wall beside her shoulders so she couldn't escape.
"Get the hell off me!" she shrieked.
"Not until you listen to what I have to say."
"Fuck off Malfoy you prat! Let me go!" she yelled, struggling against my hold.
"Just listen to me."
"I don't want to hear anything else that you have to say!" she growled before she started screaming, "HELP! SOMEONE HELP!"
"There's no use," I said cooly, "I already cast a muffliato charm on the door."
She looked at me enraged before her expression suddenly looked confused, "How on earth do you know the muffliato spell..?"
I smirked, "I heard you using it once when you had that Weaslette girl, Potter's other half, in the Head's dorms one time. Stopped me from hearing your conversation, but gave away quite an amazing spell. Thank you Granger." I grinned evilly at her.
She glared at me, "Screw you Malfoy."
"Oh you'd love to wouldn't you." I said faking a seductive tone.
She snorted before giving me a nasty look, "Oh I would never lower myself."
I felt something in my stomach but ignored it.
She gave a strong jolt with her arms in an attempt to free herself, but I just used my weight to hold her against the wall harder.
"Would you fuck off Malfoy! Let me go you arsehole!"
"Not until you hear what I have to say."
She went to argue again but I softened my voice and looked in her eyes, "Please."
It worked.
I saw her eyes soften slightly before she glared again, "Alright, but hurry up."
I stared at her and began, "Grang- Hermione, I'm really sorry about that night.. I had no right to say those things. I honestly didn't mean them too. I know, I'm a Malfoy and that's what we do.. But I admit that those things were way over the line, even for me. I don't say sorry often, certainly not to you - as you know. But I am profusely apologizing because I think that our duties as Head Boy and Girl would be affected if we didn't clear this up. You can't avoid and ignore me forever. That and.. well.. I'd like to be on good terms with you."
She looked slightly shocked, "Anyone would think you'd want to be my friend, Ferret."
I just looked at her and a few moments later she looked at the floor, "You're forgiven I guess." She said with a sigh.
It was then that I fully comprehended how close I was to her. My entire body was leaning against her as I pinned her to the wall and our faces were only a few inches apart.
My eyes flicked to her lips and lingered there for a moment.
She looked back at me, her hazel eyes studying my face.
Oh Merlin.
Feeling guilty for being nasty to her... Being angry that she's avoiding me... Admitting that I find her attractive... Actually being (somewhat) nice to her...
I think I might have feelings for Hermione Granger.
I officially declare myself insane.
A/N: A bittttt of a cliffy! Sorta? Not really? Idk. But this little moment they're having is continued in the next chapter ;) Alright so not a lot of romance, but I'm getting there. They are in quite a position at the moment so you'll just have to wait and see ;) Please Read and Review! You're reviews are like gold to me, seriously. I have a fair idea of what is gonna happen next but if you would like to share what you think will happen, or what you would LIKE to happen, then feel free and I might just take it into consideration. Credit to your name included if I used your idea/s of course. Thanks for reading and for favouriting! I should have the next chapter up this weekend, it's a long weekend coz of the Queen's Birthday, Yee boii! And hopefully the next one will be quite a bit longer, I believe you deserve it since I took like 8 days to update! Don't forget to review please my pretties (: x.
