'An enemy to whom you show kindness becomes your friend, excepting lust, the indulgence of which increases its enmity.'

"Lav- Lavender?" Hermione choked out obviously trying to stifle a laugh as I stared opened mouth at the back of Lavender Brown.

Maybe this wasn't a boggart, maybe it was a 'bring-out-the-pettiest-girl-in-school-art'. Lavender moved slowly towards Hermione before coming to a stop in front of her and crossing her arms, I moved quietly from the box to standing right at the back of the room near the door.

"Okay, then," Hermione said clearly confused as she lifted her wand and prepared to speak.

"Ridi-

"Oh of course," Lavender laughed and Hermione froze, I decided that I didn't like only being able to see the back of Hermione so I moved to the side of the room, where I could see both Lavender and Hermione's profile.

Hermione's stance was hostile, it was no surprise that she disliked this girl after what happened with Lavender and Weasel, but I didn't know she feared her. Out of the list of the things I thought it could be Lavender was… well she wasn't even on the list.

"You always have to know everything, don't you?" Lavender spoke tauntingly and Hermione's wand lowered slightly.

"I don't fear you Lavender," she said clearly and Lavender scoffed.

"Of course you don't. Because your Miss-I'm-scared-of-nothing-because-I'm-just-so-clever. Always the first one in class to but your hand up. Always the first to question every little thing. Always the one to fight back. It's pathetic." Lavender snarled and Hermione shrunk into herself a little, I watched transfixed as Lavender's words took effect.

"In fact you're pathetic. You with your bushy hair and your angelic behaviour, it's sickening. It's no wonder everyone hates you," Lavender taunted and she began to circle Hermione.

"Not everyone hates me," Hermione whispered softly and an arm came up to hold her stomach.

Lavender laughed "Of course they do. How could you possibly think otherwise? You don't think we put up with you because we like you do we? How amusing. No, we put up with you because you're someone who will do the homework for us when we can't be bothered to do it ourselves.

Harry's only your friend because you're the only one who has the ridiculous cleverness to help him defeat You Know Who. But I bet that everyday he thought to himself 'Oh my God, I'm going to end up killing her.'"

Hermione shook her head quickly "No, you're wrong Lavender, you know nothing." Hermione said fiercely.

"I know everything Hermione, I listen to what everyone says after you've gone to bed." Lavender simpered and I almost gagged.

Hermione opened her mouth to speak but no words came and for a while silence reigned in the room until she murmured something like Ron and Lavender giggled even more.

"Ron! Are you really that delusional that you think that Ron likes you? Aw sweetie, Ron doesn't like you. How could he? He is obviously an attractive person and you, well you're not are you?"

My eyes flashed red and I stepped forward towards the pair of them to see Lavender put her hand up to stop me.

"She has to deal with this on her own, it's her own problem. Back off," Lavender growled at me and I hissed.

"It's a boggart Granger, just a stupid pathetic boggart, it can't hurt you-

"SHUT UP DRACO!" Hermione yelled and I stood there stunned "Just please, shut up," she whimpered and I fell silent and begged she would get rid of it soon.

Lavender smirked and turned back to Hermione. "Even Draco's lying. Hasn't he already told you how he wanted you to go? But you didn't listen did you?" she asked patronizingly and I watched dumb stuck as Hermione shook her head slowly.

"You don't deserve him Hermione, just look at your arm." Lavender said pointing to Hermione's left arm and I watched as both Hermione and myself let our eyes travel down to the healed scar that was still visible on her arm, from that day of torture.

"What does is it say Hermione?" Lavender said softly.

"Mudblood," Hermione whispered and I winced at the defeat and reject in her voice.

"Granger please," I begged not able to watch anymore "She's lying, she lying to you,"

"She's not," Hermione disagreed and I shook my head as the tears fell softly down her cheeks.

"She is," I screamed "What have you done to her? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"

Lavender giggled softly and I whipped my wand out and aimed it her but Hermione stepped forward.

"No Draco," she whispered and lifted her own wand "I'll do it,"

"Ugly, pathetic, annoying, ugly, pathetic, annoying," Lavender chanted over and over again and Hermione flinched as if she was being bitten.

"Riddikulus," I yelled and the boggart screeched before turning into a massive yellow bouncy ball and I forced myself to laugh as hard as I could. It disappeared back into the box and I turned to face Hermione.

Her arm was still lifted and her wand was still pointed. Her eyes were glazed with tears and her figure was hunched in on herself as if she were an old woman. I stepped in front of her wand and she made no move to lower her wand or to wipe the tears away.

I gently grabbed her wrist and in one fluid moment pushed her arm down so it was by her side, and let my mouth smash against hers.

It wasn't a perfect first kiss, but to me it was still amazing. Her cheeks were wet with tears and she made no effort against mine.

I grabbed her body roughly towards me and clutched at her lower back, twisting my hand in the material of her shirt. I let go of her wrist and bought that hand up to fist in her hair at the nape of her neck.

"Come on Granger, come back," I growled against her lips pushing my body closer to hers "Come back, I need you to come back,"

She still made no response but I watched as her eyes closed and another tear fell down her cheek.

"God damn it Granger come back" I snarled "Or is it that you're scared that you can't match my superior kissing skills?"

I felt as she stiffened and I smirked against her lips as she dropped her wand to the floor and hooked her now free arm around my neck, she tugged gently at my hair. I groaned and let my lips fall back against hers.

She took my bottom lips between her teeth and tugged gently and I sighed into her mouth as her pushed closer towards me.

I let my eyes close as fire and ice consumed me, the beautiful yet painful sensation swarmed me. All logic became abandoned and I pushed her to the back of the room, pinning her against a free bit of wall.

Her taste was intoxicating and I felt like I could drown in it forever, all of my sense were filled with Granger and I needed to be closer though there was no air between our bodies at the moment. I hooked my hand under the back of her leg and placed it around my waist, using the wall for leverage. I pushed her skirt up, so her leg could fit more comfortably around me and I did the same for the other leg.

She pushed my shirt up and let her hands trail along the bottom of my chest, leaving behind her fingers trails of fire and I moaned into her mouth as our tongues came together to meet in some sort of blissful dance.

I let my hand trail across her cheeks and I pushed away the tear stains, relishing in the softness of her skin. After a while our kiss came to a natural stop with both of us panting and letting our eyes readjust to the normal light, after seeing stars and rainbows.

I leaned my forehead against hers and smiled gently at the sight of Hermione, cheeks flushed and bruised lips. Her eyes were closed and her breaths were heavy.

"Superior kissing skills indeed," she whispered and I laughed softly before pressing a kiss to each of her eyes.

"Come with me?" I asked and she opened her eyes and watched me for a minute, before slowing nodding her head.

I slipped my arms around her back as she arched away from the wall, and I carried her further into the room. She moved her legs from around my waist and I placed her carefully on the floor. As her feet came into contact with the ground, she pushed her head into the crook of my neck for a minute, pushing right into my shoulder as if she wanted to not be seen.

She sighed quietly and placed her hands on my chest as she pushed away from me, her eyes on the floor as she shuffled from the room and out of the door.

I walked after her and as I reached the door I turned back to look at the wooden box that was shaking silently at the foot of the professors desk. I scowled at the sight of it and lifted my wand.

I quickly muttered a charm and watched with satisfaction as the box burst into flames and sat there burning quietly.

"Fuck you," I whispered as I turned from the room and slammed the door behind me.