A/N: How come every time you come come around my London London bridge is going down like London London London, is going down likw London London London it's going down?!
Draco woke up in the morning, still laying on the hospital bed with his bandages pelling off. He rubbed his head and checked his bruises on his ribs. His arms were stiff, but his left one seemed to be okay. His legs were beng lifted up, so he coulden't really test whether or not they were stil accesible. Hew felt a warm breath by his arm and looked. Hermione was still there from the night beofre, at his side and sleeping. Draco gave a faint smile.
"Come on, love, wake up," Draco said, poking her on the shoulder.
"Mff, I love you, too.." Hermione mumbled. Draco's eyes shot open.
"What?" he asked, craning his head down next to her.
"I said," she mumbled, rolling over so that half of her was on top of him. "I love you too, Ron."
"WHAT THE HELL? I'M NOT WEASEL!" Hermione's eyes snapped open and she stared at him though hazy eyes.
"What?"
"You-you-ju-just said," Draco stuttered, bewildered.
Hermione rubbed her eyes. "What are you talking about?"
"You said you love Weasel in your dream!"
Hermione stopped rubbing her eyes and froze. "I-Oh, that old thing? I've been doing that since 3rd year."
"Now I feel loads better." Draco muttered under his breath, getting out of his bed.
Hermioen frowned. "Don't tel me you're getting mad over that! Ginny caught me doing that and she didn't panic!"
"But she wasn't going out with you." Draco said.
Hemrione's face burned. "We're...going out?"
"Y..es." Draco said hesitantly.
"But what about Pansy?" Hermione asked in a vioce barely above a whisper.
"Pansy? She's just a leech. I almost thought she was growing off onto Blaise last year," Draco said. But Hermione wss still hesitant and almost looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"But it'll be fine," Draco said quickly, trying to avoid the akwardness he felt when she cried, never really sure of what to do. "The only way to get off a leech is to-"
"-Burn it off. Well, that's the Muggle way. So you're going to just be horrible and maybe she'll leave?"
"Yep."
"Oh...ok then."
"Um, what's the matter?" Draco asked, sitting on the side of his bed.
"I just," she sighed. "I don't know. This seems so unconventional for me, I mean, I'd like it if we kept it a secret." Draco's eyes flashed with anger.
"What?" Hermione looked frightened.
"Well, we both have responsibilities to our houses and-"
"No, I get it. You want to keep out relationship a secret so you can cruise around, flirting with guys in your house, hanging wit Potter and Weasel, and then just being with me when you need someone to cry on." Hermione looked astouded and completely missed the guilty look on Draco's face. She had never seen him liek this, being possessive and jealous.
"I am not a flirt!" she said angrily, packing her books. "And if I want someone to cry on, I'll go to Ginny! And maybe you're right, Malfoy! Maybe I would be better off with them!" Draco's face contorted with anger.
"Fine! I don't want to go out with a filthy, disgusting, Mudblood of Gryffindor!" The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. Hermione's lower lip quivered.
"Oh..I.." Draco felt horrible; he was expecting a witty comeback, not signs of defeat. "I see." A river of tears were slipping down her face as she ran out of the Hospital Wing and outside the door, trying not to make her sobs audible. Draco could hear them from outside and crept out. Hermioen was huddled in a corner of a coridor, sobbing.
"Granger...I-"
"Get away from me!" she hissed. Draco lept back and left her alone, walking back inside to see Madame Pomfrey.
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Hermione walked back tot he common room and saw Ginny, Ron and Harry, sitting in sepreate chairs, not speaking to one another. They all looked up at her entrance, and all looked back into the fire.
"Ginny, Ronald, Harry," she said, starightining her robes. "I have somoething to say." They all looked up, their stares blank.
"Er, Harry, I am no longer mad at you." Hermione said, trying to sound proffesional. Harry's body was tense, but he relaxed whens she said this.
"Thanks, 'Mione," he said, grinning largely.
"And Ron, you're going to have to earn my trust back." Ron shrugged as if he didn't care, but everyone saw the happy and excited look on his face. "And I've...been thinking and...um...well, I have to think about ti, but for the meantime..." She coulden't think of the words to say.
"Gin, I'll talk to you upstairs."She grabbed her arm and they walked upstairs, but noticed Ginny's slight limp.
"What happened?" Ginny burst into tears.
"I broke up with Harry," Ginny said. "He was devestated, Ron yelled at me, Harry yelled at him, Ron tried to hex him, but he used the Half-Blood Prince spell and was in the air. When Ron came down, he..he..he," Ginny sobbed on.
"What?" Hermione asked kindly. Ginny cried and pushed back her long hair and Hermione gasped. There was a bruise the size of a baseball on the side of Ginny's tear-stained face.
"Oh my God! Ronald hit you!"
"He hexed me. And he said people were going to think I was a slut, then Harry hexed him again.. It was horrible." Giinny sobbed into her pillow.
"Why did you break it off with Harry?" Hermione asked, being as gentle as possible. Ginny looked up.
"Becuase for some reason, I think I like Blaise Zabini!" she wailed. Hermione tried not to give her 'I told you so' look and comforted her.
"How did it happen? You haven't mentioned anything all week!" Actually, the more she thought about it, she almost never saw her in class, just at breakast all week when Draco was out.
"You know how, a week later,before we saw you with Malfoy? Well, he asked me to go somewhere and we went to the Astromony Tower;we've been going there all week. We were looking at the stars when he said I was as pretty as they were..for a blood traitor. I got mad, smaked him and turned to leave, but the hem of my robes (which need to be smaller) tripped me, so I fell. We were just gong to the Hospital Wing to get some peroxide for my knee, which is when we saw you guys. When you fell asleep, Madame Pomfrey said I whave to relax my knee, so stayed there untill 3 in the morning. You guys were still asleep when I was about to sneak off, but Zabini was still there with me in the morning. He must have heard me because when I got up, he kissed me. I was in shock and came down here to see Harry and Ron fighting again. And that's when it started!" Ginny cried.
"If you thought that was bad...me and Malfoy aren't going to go out." Gnny stopped wailing.
"Why?" Hermione explained their fight and Ginny looked at her with a curious face.
"It was terrible of him to call you a Mudblood, but-"
"I know! Why wasn't he considerate of my feelings?!"
"Yes, but-"
"And I'm the one who feel for him, it's me he has!"
"Right, er-"
"And my feelings are important!"
"HERMIONE!" Ginny said loudly. Hermioen stopped talking. "Did you think about his feelings?" Hermone pondred on that.
"I guess not. And I also said I loved Ron in my sleep." Horror struck Ginny's face. "What?"
"You said you loved Ron, then said you wantedto keep your relationship a secret? I'm sorry, I'm with Malfoy on this one." Ginny said, shaking her head. "You know hat I do when I can't make a descion? I make this muggle thing, I think it's called a cros and pron list."
"You mean a pros and con list," Hermione said, sighing. Ginny pulled a piece of parchment out and got her quills out.
"Here," she put the parchment on the Defense Against The Dark Arts book. "Now, let's make a list. What do you like about him?"
"Well," Hermione said, blushing. "He's absolutely gorgeous!" Ginny put that as a con.
"Tell me if you need help, okay? I need to go talk to Harry.." she said, trailing off.
"Good luck!" she called after him.
Pro: He's gorgeous.
Hermione thought with the end of the quill on the lips.
Con: Becomes easily angered.
Pro: Good kisser.
Con: Parkinson. Enough said.
Pro: Quite smart.
Con: In Slytherin.
Pro: He likes me body, mind and soul.
Con: Harry and Ron would beat him to a bloody pulp.
Hemione pocketed the scroll and went to breakfast.
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Breakfast was quiet for Malfoy, he didn't each much. His heart dropped and he had a lump in his throat from earlier.
'I called her a Mud-mud..'Malfoy felt like retching at the sound of it. 'It's the name Father and I used to use..but not anymore! I am no longer a part of him!' he thought strongly. He looked at Hermione and looked down. Ron 's hand was on her leg and he was whisperng in her ear, and he saw her turn red second by second. Malfoy growled at looked at his owl.
"Damion, give this to Granger." he said, giving a piece of parchment to his. The owl understood and flew over to to the table. The owl landed and Hermione took the piece of paper and read it.
Granger,
I'm sorry. You deserve better (in more ways than one.)
Hermione smiled.
I shoulden't have called you that, I'm not my father. So can you tell Weasely stop feeling you up? DMXXOO
"Ron, we need to talk," Hermione said.
"Shoot!" he said, swalloing some fried egg.
"Why did you hex Ginny?" He stopped chewing.
"I was mad and I..I feel pretty bad about it...m and Harry aren't speaking and I feel bad I did any of it." Ron said quietly, actually showing some emotion and regret in his voice. Hermione felt bad for him and hugged him tightly.
"It's okay, just please, I need you to do something for me."
"Anything. That doesn't have to do with spiders." Hermioen laughed.
"I think you'd think it's worse. I want you to apologive to Ginny, Harry and Malfoy."
"WHAT?!"
"Please?"
"Alright.." he grumbled. "Now?"
"I'd like that very much." Ron got up and stalked to the Slytherin table. Hermione kept the beautiful brown and black barn owl on her arm. Slytherins hissed when they arrived there and Draco looked mature, but amused.
"Weasley."
"Malfoy. I'm sorry." Malfoy looked bewildered again.
"Oh. Right, well," He looked at the other Slytherins. "I guess it's alright." Hermione gave him his bird.
"It's quite pretty." Hermione said kindly.
"Not as pretty as-" Ron cleared his throat, cutting him off. She waved back.
"Uh, bye." she said. Ron and Hermione sat back down.
"Do you have feelings for him?" Ron asked quietly. Hermione had prepared a speech but her mind went blank when she he said this.
"Uh..Ron, I think I do. I've been having feelings for him for a while and I didn't want to break your heart. I thought of him as a friend and then I realized..that maybe it was something more. Please don't yell.."Hermione said. Ron rubbed his eyes.
"You made me a promise."
"I pomised I woulen't cheat, and I didn't. I was there for him, I was a friend. And then this morning, we had a fight and I know I wasn't thinking straight, but now..I can. I'm pretty sure I can make the descion."
"Of all the people, you chose Malfoy?!" he asked angrily.
"He's changed, he's grown up." Hermone said.
"Doubt it," Ron said loudly. "Just one thing I have to say!"
"What?' Hermione whimpered. Ron took a last bite of his egg.
"I will try to get you back,but don't expect me to be there when he breaks your heart in a couple weeks," he said grimly. Hermone was kind of relived;he was taking this quite well. The food disspeared and the students filed out. In Herbology, Draco and Hermioen didn't talk much, but in second hour, they were going to finally meet the Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, who wasn't at breakfast but arrived.
"Hello, my name is Amber Thompson, but you may call me Proffesor Thompson." she said. She was tall and wearing a plad skirt, black heels and an argyle vest with a white blouse underneath. She wore glasses that reminded Hermione of Rita Skeeter, except there were no strange sequins or jewels. She had blonde hair on slightly pale skin and blue-green eyes. Seamus raised her hand.
"What's your name?" she asked kindly.
"What is someone like you doing teaching somewhere like here?" Ripples of laughter went through the room. Harry, Ron and Draco didn't look happy that the seating was permanent.
"If that means that you are indeed implying that I am a common bubble-headed slut, then you are horribly mistaken. I am a licenced Auror. I have caught more Dark wizards than you can imagine." she said coldly. Thr ripples of laughter was louder when Seamus turned red and sunk back into his seat. Hermone, however, sat up; she was starting to like this teacher. Voldemort was dead, but other Death Eaters were still at large, trying to be the next Dark Lord.
Hermione felt tense as Ron whispered in her ear softly, "You know, 'Mione, you look really nice in the sunlight.." Ron said, putting a hand on her shoulder. Draco looked mad, scribbled something on a piece of paper and handed it too her when the teacher was writing her name on the board, and when Ron was gazing at her. Hermioen noticed something she didn't notice before: the girl was a Veela. Ron gaped as her long sheet of silver-blonde hair swept back and forth.
Why is Weasel trying, and I mean TRYING to seduce you?
Honestly, he's not doing a very good job. Don't worry about it.
Haha, but seriously, tell him to stop.
Why? Jealous? Denying sudden found lust for me?
Of course not!
Right. Draco winked at her and smiled. Hermione's body felt tense. Then she had an idea that would kill him. She took out a confiscated Extendable Ear and gave the other end from other the table to Draco, who, confused, put it up to his ear.
"You know how I feel?" Hermioen whispered into the flesh-colored cord. Draco shrugged.
"I feel evil," Hermione breathed into it softly. She looked up and bit back laughter at him, twitching.
"Very diobolical and, may I add, purely Slytherin?" she whispered, knowing she was slowly controlling him. Draco narrowed lust-filled eyes at her.
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Draco fanned himself with his book. He coulden't belive that she was trying to seduce him, Sexy Slytherin Royalty! It was only the teacher's ramblings about herself that kept him from pinning her aganst the wall as making out with her in front of the class. To Hermione's amusement, he kept turning red at the moments when he wasn't being fanned. Hermione laughed lightly to herself.
"Proffesor, may I go to the lavatory?" Hermione asked politely with her hand raised.
"Ok, but be back soon." she said. Hermione got up and walked slowly walked to the door. Draco knew she was doing this on purpose, swinging her hips side to side.
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Hermione laughed when she left the room. Never had she done that before. She saw Malfoy come out of the room, and, flustered, pinned her against the wall and kissed her passionately.
"Took you long enough," she said. He put his arms around her waist. He stopped and pecked her on the neck.
"You suck.." he muttered, kissing her down her neck. "You really do. And in the middle of class?"
"You called me filthy." she said. "And payback's a bitch."
"It's pretty hot, actually." Draco said. They heard someone clearing their throat next to them, and Draco and Hermone's fierce kisses froze . They looked up and Harry was standing there.
"I can explain!" she said. "You knwo, teenage hormones!" she said frantically. But how could she possibly explain that Malfoy had her against the wall up to his height and that he was kissing her? Harry didn't look mad, but amused.
"Hey, Hermione." he said nonchalantly. Draco, in shock, let her down and she hit the ground with a thud.
"Uh, you're not mad?"
"Hermione, you're forgetting that I've known this for days." Hermione realized that Ginny had been telling him everything.
"Oh. Ok." Malfoy walked up to him and Harry just stared blankly.
"If you hurt her, I'll rip you apart limb by limb."
"Oh I know. Put her there, then." He held out his hand hesitantly, and Harry shook it with a faint smile.
"Well, I'm getting back to inside. You two should too."
"Right. See you in there, Harry." Hermione said. He walked inside leabing Draco and Hermione alone. Hermione turned to him and kissed him deeply on the lips again. The kiss semed to last forever. Draco looked flustered.
"What was that for?"
"For making peace."
"Oh yeah. By the way, don't let Weasely feel you up, ok?"
"Hmm, I wasn't going to." She smirked. "Jealous?"
"No.." he muttered. She hugged him and Malfoy felt strange, he'd only been hugged so many times is his life, but hugged her anyways. He put a hand onto of her hair, which was tamed more today and felt soft. "I just don't want anyone feeling up my girlfriend. My real girlfriend." He reassured her, thinking of Pansy. Hermione kissed him on the cheek.
"I'll be in in a second." She said. He left and she pulled out her scroll.
Overly possesive and jealous.
Hermione wrote next to it "Pro."
A/N: Steammmmmyyyy...hehe...In case you weer sondering, the reason why all thses are donw so fast is 'cause during school, I'll only write on weekends. Review.