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"How the hell dare you, Draco Malfoy?"
"And...What exactly have I done now?" he asked, surprised.
"You ask me? When you are so stupid and you write everything that's on your mind on a paper, you should at least check, if the paper isn't between documents you are sending to me…" she yelled at him. He stared at her and it was obvious, that he got it.
"Granger, I'll explain that to you-" he started.
"I don't want to listen to your fucking explanations. I want to hear the one reason why the hell are you doing this to me!" she shouted at him hysterically.
"If you weren't so fucking blind, you would realize, what's going on!" he yelled back at her and he stood up, coming towards her. Hermione backed.
"This is useless…" she said then and she turned around to walk away. He caught her arm. "What the hell you think you are doing?" she asked him sharply.
"I guess that I am not letting you go away!" he replied. She turned around to face him.
"Malfoy, let me go…" she said staring into his grey eyes.
"No…" he said.
"Excuse me…what?" she asked, shocked.
"I said no…" he replied calmly.
"How dare you?" she asked and she shook her head.
"I would like you to hear my explanation…" he said. She raised her eyebrows.
"What if I am tired of this all? I am sick of all you games! You are trying to destroy my life and it seems to me, that you really enjoy that!" she said.
"I am not trying to destroy your life!" he said sharply.
"I have heard that already. But if that's not, what you want…tell me what the hell do you want, Malfoy!" she shouted.
"You…" he muttered. She was perfectly sure, that she heard him wrong.
"What did you say?" she asked to make sure.
"If you want me to repeat it, I said, that I want you! I always wanred and I always will!" he almost yelled at her.
"I don't believe you…" was the only think she was able to say. But in his eyes, there was more seriousness than she has even seen in her life.
"Well, I guess it is time to give you a proof…" he said.
"What are you talk-" she started, but before she could complete the sentence, he pressed his lips hardly on hers and he kissed her with so much emotions, that it literally amazed her. But what amazed her the most was, that she found herself kissing him back. You have to stop it! Now! She slowly pushed him away. They were both breathing hardly. She couldn't believe, what she has done.
"So now you trust me?" he asked in whisper. She looked up and she realized that now, when she was standing there, looking into his eyes and thinking about all the thing that happened, Hermione Granger was perfectly sure about the moment, when her life started to fall down, just like a house of cards. When he came back to her life.
"And if I trust you, so what?" she asked. "I am not going to break up with Fred just because of you…" she said. That hurt him and she knew it.
"So you don't feel anything to me?" he asked her. She looked away from his face.
"Go to hell…" she said hastily and she ran away from his office. He stayed standing there.
"Damn it!" he yelled and he hit the wall with his fist. And he didn't really mind, that on the wall appeared bloody maculae. The only thing he could think about was what will he do now, when she was definitely gone…
She was running through the city of London, hot tears of anger burning her cheeks.
Oh, damn it! She was so angry. She was angry at him. How the hell dares he to come to her life and tell her that he wants her? What the hell does he think about himself? And she was so damn angry at herself…because in previous weeks, she found herself thinking about him more than was normal. And she knew that something is going on. And he knew it as well.
She thought, where should she go. She needed to calm down before she could apparate back in the hotel room. She couldn't go to the work and face Malfoy again. Not because of him. Because of herself, cause she really wasn't sure about her feeling and about what could she do. She couldn't go to the Burrow, either. She was supposed to be with Fred and she really didn't needed to explain what happened to the Weasleys or Harry.
When she haven't found any possibility, she was going through night London for two hours. It was quite scary, but it helped her to clear her mind. Then she apparated back to the hotel. Fred fortunately still wasn't back. She sat down on the couch, putting her head into her hands. She just wished she could at least stop to think about the kiss. The feeling she felt during it was so…good.
"God, Hermione, you are going crazy…" she muttered to herself, running her fingers through her hair. She decided to go to look next door, how their little party's going. She opened the door and the music hit her ears hardly.
Few steps from the door was an armchair and there was Fred and some girl (she just hoped it's not George's girlfriend) in very strange position, kissing each other. Hermione raised her eyebrows, really wondering, how the hell could they end up like that. They were both completely drunk, of course.
Hermione felt really surprised, because there lacked a feeling of jealousy or anger or even at least ANY feeling about the situation. But she just smiled a little bit and she walked out of the room. It was time to go home. They will be alright. She wrote her apologies to Fred on a piece of paper, she packed her things and she apparated to her flat. For her surprise, Ron was already gone, there weren't any of his things. The flat seemed to be so empty suddenly.
She just sat down on bed and for the first time in very long time she felt really lonely…
