Author- AlbusLily2011
Pairing- Dramione
Warnings- *mild scenes of sexual nature, mild language.*
Summary- Draco Malfoy, a boy with blonde, sleek hair, a lean build, and an attitude that made most people turn and walk away from him. But what about something that makes her love him? That will show the real him, and not what others make of him?
A/N: *All Copyright goes to Jk Rowling. Only the story line and original characters belong to me.*
* Hermione's P.o.v *
It had been a few weeks since dinner with the Malfoys. Already he and Harry were on first name basis. It was strange to listen to. I wasn't quite there yet. We were still Granger and Malfoy to each other. It would take awhile to get used to the changes, though.
I was however, helping him with his studies. He seemed to be doing well. With Harry and I helping him, we were finished with year three.
"Three down, four to go before the start of term." I said proudly, snapping the third year Potions book shut. I had just finished dinner with Harry, Ron and Ginny, and I had wanted to work on Draco's study notes.
Ron scowled at me. I already knew what he was thinking.
"Remind me why you're helping him again?" He mumbled, still glaring. Harry and Ginny turned their heads to the conversation.
"He's not the worst person in the world, Ron." I snapped. Ron huffed.
"He might as well be." He mumbled. I felt my face turning pink.
"Well it might not seem like it if you just gave him a bloody chance." I hissed. Ron stood up fast, knocking over his chair.
"I'm not daft, Hermione." He hissed back.
I could feel my heart stop beating, breaking to pieces. I couldn't speak. Teddy started crying in his high chair. I could hardly hear him. It was like everything suddenly became slow motion.
"Both of you, shut up." Ginny snapped.
"We get you both have your differences right now, but please not in front of Teddy." Harry added as Ginny picked Teddy up, trying to calm him down.
Ron threw his hands up in frustration. And I made a be-line for the stairs. I started sobbing when I reached the bathroom at the top. It was gross, loud sobbing. There was no hiding it. I tried to breathe, but it was as if my body had completely frozen. I could hear Harry and Ron arguing downstairs.
Minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I tried to control my breathing again.
"'mione, can I come in?" It was Ginny. The arguing downstairs had stopped. I had a feeling it was her who shut them up.
"Y-yes." I said, continuing to remember to try and breathe as I choked on tears. I heard Ginny open the door. She didn't speak. She just quietly sat down next to me on the floor.
I was able to breathe again a few minutes later, after Ginny had calmed me down. Though I still couldn't speak. There was a lump in my throat. I sat against the bathtub, looking at the wall on the opposite side.
"Ron knows he messed up." Ginny said finally. I burst to tears again just hearing his name. Ginny put an arm around me in a comforting hug.
"Is this even all worth it?" I sputtered, still sobbing.
"Is what worth it, mione?" Ginny said calmly.
"Helping Draco. Being his friend."I said, trying to calm myself down.
I looked up at my best friend, hoping she would have an answer. She wiped my tears away and sighed.
"If it feels right to you, then do it,hun. You know I'll support you, what ever you do. And Harry, too. Ron just – needs some time." She said in a whisper. I leaned my head on her shoulder, letting myself cry again.
"We've had fights before. But- not like this." I choked through tears.
Ginny put a hand on my shoulder and looked at me.
"I know he's my brother, but if he's going to keep messing up with you, then he's not worth it, mione." She said quietly. "If he can't accept the fact you want to give Draco a chance, it's not worth it. You should be able to do that." She said seriously. I nodded.
After I had time to calm down, and wipe off my smudged make up, Ginny took my hand and led me back downstairs. Harry and Ron were playing a game of wizards chess in the sitting room. My body froze again. It was clear there had been a fight. His hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot. I guess Harry had been trying to distract him. I was thankful for that. Harry gave me a look that said "not now".
"I'm sorry." I mouthed back.
I walked over in front of the coffee table. Ginny was behind me, her arms crossed. Ron saw me and went bright red, standing up.
"I'm sorry, 'mione. I shouldn't have said you were daft." He said in a quiet voice. It was the tone he used when he knew he'd made a mistake. He took my hand.
"It's just, I don't understand, that's all." He said quietly. I looked at him.
"That's okay. I know. Eventually you will." I said. He looked confused. "I'm not going to make you be friends with him. Or even talk to him. But you should at least try." I said in a whisper.
When they saw everything was okay, Harry and Ginny both went upstairs, to give Ron and I some space. I sat on the sofa and told him to sit next to me.
"I don't want my friendship- Or what ever it is between me and Draco to get between us." I said. Ron sighed.
"It shouldn't. Not if we don't let it." He said, still in his quiet voice. I wanted him to know he didn't do anything wrong.
I leaned in and kissed him softly. He kissed back. We sat like this for a few minutes. I leaned back and wrapped my arms around him in a hug. He hugged tighter.
"We'll figure this out." I promised. Ron sighed, looking at his feet. I held his hand.
"What if we don't?" He muttered. "I want to give him a chance, 'mione. I do." He aid, looking up at me. "I'm just not ready." I nodded.
"We'll work up to it." I said, smiling.
