Here's a another Chapter for you guys, enjoy! Also, after 'How to Make Ron Jealous' I will probably be making a sequel... I'm thinking of calling it 'How to Deal with a Jealous Ron.' See what I did there? The sequel will also deal with Drarry more as well, especially when Draco has to tell a certain Father... But I probably wont write it for ages, I want to make other stories too ;D
FYI, I noticed I haven't put a disclaimer... but.. I hardly doubt anyone thinks I'm freakin' J.K Rowling... But I wouldn't mind. xD
..Anyway... ^-^'
-Hermione's P.O.V-
"Are you sure your okay?" Ginny asked me worriedly, again.
"I'm fine, everything's healed..." I mutter, lifting my arm to show.
That night in the Hospital wing was horrible. Madam Pomfrey casted a healing spell, that I only heard of once. My arm ached the whole night and I wasn't aloud to move it. Which adds to the discomfort.
"So, how did it start?" Ginny mutters, her eyes still filled with worry.
"Well, I was talking to Ron.. well arguing... Stop rolling your eyes!.. Anyway, while we were arguing. Lavender decided she would stick her nose in other people's business.. and we sort of started to fight then duel.."
"So, you did you win?" Ginny smirked. "Well, depending how you count the injuries..."
"Ugh, I'm not in the mood to talk about these things.." I groan. "I might as well give up on Ron, we fight, we always disagree. Might as well not do the plan, which most likely not have worked..."
"Hey!" Ginny suddenly jumped up, flushing. "Don't say that! You obviously love him, you only disagree because you care so much about him! This means we have to do the plan soon, Lavender has obviously shown him her bad side. So take advantage!"
I raise a eyebrow. "I suppose, but why are you so.. protective of the plan. We could easily make another one... a easier and maybe better one?"
Ginny sighs. "We have to try at least! If it doesn't make him jealous, go up to him a week later saying your confused about your sexuality and you think you like him rather than girl you snogged!"
"Fine, but we still need to find a girl to do the 'plan' with." I say, exasperated.
"Well. I know someone who can do it..." Ginny mutters, not looking me in the eyes.
"Who?"
"Well, you need someone who doesn't mind kissing a girl, wont fall in love with you and you have to know them well..."
"Well, who?" I ask, again.
"Um.. Me." Ginny whispers, a embarrassed look on her face. I feel myself flushing slightly.
"..."
"Well, before you say anything. I don't mind kissing another girl, because I'm Bi-sexual. I won't like you that way because your.. like a sister to me and you know me well..."
"Um, Gin'... you do realize it might jeopardize the plan if I snog Ron's little sister?" I point out. "He might be a bit angry at me for 'violating' his 'innocent' baby sister..."
"Ugh, that idiot can't dictate what I can or can't do!" Ginny huffed. "I promise, this will work!"
"Fine, fine." I lift my hands in a defeated way. "Well.. when is the 'plan'? It can't be too soon... we have to have enough time.."
"Hm, what about the Easter break in 3 weeks?" Ginny excitedly says. "We have a whole three days to do it, and to make sure no one else is around..."
"I suppose." I sigh.
"Well, it's settled!" Ginny smiles. "Easter."
"I'm glad you back, Mione'." Harry greets, as I entered the Great Hall for dinner.
"Yeah, me too..." I mutter, sitting dull-fully beside him. Pulling the plate of steak and kidney towards me.
"What's upsetting you?" Harry immediately asks, pulling his attention from his 'Boyfriend' who he was staring at.
"Well, gee Harry." I sarcastically say. "I just had the fun of being in the most discomfort after having a fight with Lavender fucking Brown after arguing yet again with Ronald Weasley!"
"Hermione..." Harry said, hurt.
Trying not to look at Harry's hurt expression, I sigh.
"Sorry..." I apologise. "I'm just so stressed because of everything that's happened. You would think a girl who helped her tormented friend from You-Know-Who would be able to deal with it... but it's so... hard."
"I understand." Harry mutters, putting a hand on my tense shoulder. "Even I would rather deal with that sort of stuff rather than this teen drama..."
"Thanks.." I say, sincerely. "I don't know what I could do without you..."
"Same." Harry smiles, but suddenly points a few seats beside me. "Hey, look at Lavender."
Turning, I get a look at the bimbo. I manage to stop myself from laughing too hard as I look at her burn marks. Obviously, Madam Pomfrey couldn't heal all of them and had to let them heal naturally. Lavender tried badly to cover them with foundation and concealer, unfortunately making them stand at more as they pealed off with the chemicals. She also had a really pissed off expression, which made her less attractive.
It was a funny sight.
"Wow, looks like I won." I giggle, making Harry snort.
"No one can beat The Hermione Granger." Harry snickers. "Except Merlin of course, but it would be a close one."
"Agreed." I joke back.
Snickering like little girls, we don't notice Ginny sneak up to us.
"Hey ladies!" She greets, loudly. Causing Me and Harry to jump.
"So, what were you giggling about?" She asks, stealing my last forkful of Steak. Sticking her tongue out at me.
Rolling my eyes, I say. "Lavender, and her hideous burn marks. Courteous of me of course."
"Why, of course." Ginny laughs. "I could see them from Mars if I travelled there." (AN: Pigfarts of course ;D)
I laugh, feeling so much better than I ever felt. I finally forgot everything about the stupid plan, Lavender and Ron.
I finally could be a child again, even if for a half hour.
"So." Ginny smirked. "When were you going to tell me about you and Malfoy?"
"H-how do you know?" Harry hissed, flushing.
"Duh, I heard you two from that Broom Closet. You two were making out so loudly, I kinda worked it out." Ginny said, slightly loud that Harry nudged her arm.
"Shush." He whispered, a embarrassed blush on his face.
"Hey, Ginny." I suddenly piped up. "Didn't you have a giant crush on Harry? I thought you still had one?"
"Nah." Ginny mutters. "That was ages ago, I knew he wouldn't like me that way... especially now he's.. on that team."
"Shush!" Harry hisses again.
I sigh, blocking out my two 'best' friends from my mind. Merlin, they can be so annoying sometimes...
But loveable, I guess...
-Draco's P.O.V-
"Draaaco!" Pansy shrieks, making me nearly jump out of my skin.
"What!" I hiss, annoyed.
"You zoned out on me! I was telling you about this beautiful dress which you should see sometime so then we can go on a date for once! You never care about me!"
"Ugh." I groan. "Pansy, I don't care about the dress! Not you, your just being a annoying idiot!"
"B-but.."
"Pansy." I interrupt. "Just, shut up. For once in your fucking life, shut up."
Unfortunately as I tried to escape from Pansy's clutches, she managed to follow me. Pestering me about a stupid fucking dress.
"Something is wrong." Pansy states, her normally whiny voice serious. "I know you don't like me but your being so tense lately and staring off to the distance. Even you know that Malfoy's can't act like that-"
"Maybe I don't want to be a Malfoy!" I suddenly snap, all I could see is red.
"Maybe I don't want to be a stupid, pure-blood, stuck up wannabe loser! I hate that I have to be something I'm not! Just please shut up about it!" I plead and half yell, causing Pansy to look at me shocked.
"Draco..." She whispers, I sigh and slide down the wall. Cupping my face into my hands.
"Just.. forget about it, Pansy..."
"..."
Rather than leaving in a mood, Pansy sits next to me. Putting a surprisingly soft and comforting hand on my shoulder.
"I know about you and Potter, you keep giving him.. bedroom eyes." Pansy giggles, no doubt imaging us together.
"And so what.." I gruffly snap, trying to nudge Pansy's hand off my shoulder.
"Draco, I'll help you, if you would open your heart to people... Especially me, as I'm the closest thing to a Best friend to you..."
"I suppose..." I grudgingly agree, letting Pansy pull me in a hug.
"Stop being so moody." Pansy smirks. "You even worst than me when I'm on my Period..."
"No.. nowhere near as bad." I smirk back, already foreseeing a competition.
"Nuh huh!" Pansy huffs. "You act like a total under bitch."
"You act as pissy as a Werewolf!"
"You act like you have sand in your Vagina!"
"You act... wait, where was that last one from!"
"Just this weird muggle show, I accidentally came across it on my Wizard Wireless, I think it was called Park South... or South something. Surprisingly Muggles have humour..."
"Hm, whatever... what were we talking about."
"Bitchiness"
"Oh yeah."
And this is why, I count Pansy a Best friend.
A/N: Kinda shorter than my usual last chapters, but the reviews forced me to write one now! :D I thank you guys for your Reviews and Support, it makes me feel good as a Writer. And another thanks for you guys who's been here from the start! :)