A/N Hehehe. I'm answering a question to no one in particular *cough cough* *mutters* Tessitra :P
The last Harry Potter book was published 2007 and since this is after the war, it's like 2008 over in HP world. SpongeBob was made before then, but I'm actually not sure about the Law and Order thing. Whatever :3 Thanks for pointing that out though. If something like that happens, assume I'm in our time 2013-2014.
-KittyKat
"It's all a lie,"
I raised an eyebrow at Ron. "What are you talking about Weasley?"
"I'm talking about you and Malfoy. It's just a trick to get me jealous, isn't it?" Ron smirked triumphantly. "I mean, you two haven't even snogged yet," He snorted.
Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms. It was too early in the morning for this. I mean, we were still eating breakfast for Merlin's sake! "In your dreams. You know, Ronald, just because I don't snog my boyfriend every two seconds, doesn't mean a thing! So shut up, and go back to your bimbo," I hissed, pointing at Lavender.
I saw Draco out of the corner of my eye and saw him give me a worried look. He stood up and walked to me, but I never took my eyes off of Ron. I glared at the red head with anger and felt Draco's arm wrap around my waist.
"There isn't a problem here, is there?" Draco asked innocently, eyeing Ron.
I smiled and kissed Draco's cheek. "Of course not, Love. Weasley was just telling me a pathetic thought of his," I said.
Ron scoffed. "What's pathetic is this fake relationship of yours. You two would never actually date each other. Malfoy would never even touch you unless it's beneficial to him!" Ron shouted, VERY loudly might I add.
My face turned red with anger and I turned to Draco. Without even thinking, I full out kissed him on the lips. Everyone gasped but Ginny and Pansy, who I heard squeal with delight.
At first, Draco didn't do anything, but then his arms pulled me closer to him. My hands found their way to his neck, wrapping themselves against his soft skin. This was it. I was kissing Draco Malfoy. With reluctance, I pulled away and turned to a red Ron.
"Happy? Now you leave me and Draco alone or I swear to Merlin I will something worse than a crutatious(A/N is that how you spell it? Oh well...),"
Ron sneered. "Go ahead."
I raised an eyebrow. "Okay. EVERYONE LISTEN UP!" I shouted. "WHILE HARRY, RONALD, AND I WERE OUT CHASING HORCRUXES, RONALD HERE RAN OUT ON US! YUP! HEAR THAT? WEASLEY ISN'T SO GREAT, IS HE? NOPE! HE RAN OUT ON HIS BEST FRIEND DURING A FRICKEN WAR!" I yelled, making sure everyone could hear what I said.
Ron went even more red and stormed out of the Great Hall. I grit my teeth and felt Draco hold my hand.
"You okay?" Draco whispered.
I nodded. "That bloody idiot has gotten on the last of my nerves," I muttered.
We both left and went to class. I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss though. It wasn't like Ron's that were sloppy and left saliva. It was sweet and passionate. Short though. Is it bad that I want to do it again though? Ugh!
*Draco's POV*
I could still feel Hermione's lips on mine. They were so soft. So- Snap out of it Malfoy! Get a grip!
"You okay, mate? You look a bit pale. Scratch that paler,"
I nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine," I mumbled.
Blaise, Theo, and I, decided to skip today. It was getting a bit stressful. Thanks to Weasel, Blaise and I had detention still.
"Owl. Well, sorta," Theo said, pointing to the window.
My blood ran cold as I recognized the eagle tapping on the window.
It was my father's eagle. The one he sent when he was pissed.
Blaise got the letter the eagle took off. He handed it to me with a sympathetic look. With a sigh, I opened the damned paper and bit my lip.
Draco,
I heard the most peculiar thing today. See, your mother went out for a hair appointment and came back saying Parkinson was dating Potter. Next, she says Zabini is dating a Weasley! Now, I assure you I did not believe what she said next. Your mother said you were dating Potter's best friend, Granger. Odd, isn't it, Draco? Do not lie and say it is not true.
Your mother and I would like to meet her. No harm will be brought to her or you. You have my word for that. We just want to get to know her better. Honestly Draco, if this muggleborn is not fit for Malfoy standards or better, I will disown you.
-L.M
What a loving father.
He could not be serious. 'No harm with be brought to you or her?' As if! Maybe not physical pain but sure as hell mental. That place was a nightmare to Hermione. The Manor was where Aunt Bellatrix-
No. I was not taking 'Mione there. She wasn't going to go through the pain again.
"Mate? What's it say?"
I shoved the letter at Theo and Blaise. They read it with surprised looks.
"What are you going to do, Drake?" Blaise sighed.
I shook my head. "I'm not doing it. Hermione won't have to go through that again. I won't make her," I said stubbornly.
Theo looked at the letter nervously. "You should discuss it with her, Draco. If your parents suddenly decide to drop by because you didn't reply, you're dead, mate,"
I shot him a glare. "Gee, thanks," I snapped.
It wasn't fair of me to snap at him. He was just telling the truth. He was right, after all. I needed to talk to Hermione about this.