Worse for Wear
Chapter Eleven: The Kiss
It was almost noon when I woke up the next morning. Draco had already gotten up, as I had guessed, but he left me something for the after affects of too many beers. Gladly I drank it up, relieved that I wasn't a muggle and had to go through the pain of hangovers. I took a fast shower trying to remember what happened last night. The only thing that came to mind was all the stuff I had said to her at the day spa. Shrugging I went down to the library to catch up on the reading I had missed. I was trying to find out what two types of poisons Veronica had used to try and kill me.
"I should maybe start with poisons not curable with a beazor, because I know that's one of the things they used to cure me. But there was more in there because that didn't not look like just ground up beazor in that water," I mumbled to myself running my fingers over the books on the shelf. I stopped when I found the book I was looking for. I read for a bit but found nothing to help me, so I went on to a new book, and then yet an other book. After hours I finally found what I was looking for, and it shocked me.
'The beazor is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and is used to cure almost all poisons. In a rare case a beazor is needed in combination with something else to help cure certain poisons not cured by the beazor alone. This happens when poisons are mixed together and the beazor is unable to cure one of the poisons mixed.'
'There are only two types of poisons not cured by the beazor and death is unstoppable unless…" The page was ripped out that continued on. I began reading the next page to find out more, in case who ever ripped this next page forgot something.
'Vampires are very dangerous and easily agitated creatures. For one to procure some of their venomous saliva one would have to give something to them in a deal. It is said that the saliva of a Vampire is what will turn a person, but only if it is injected into the blood stream. One can tell the presence of the very viscous venom because of the distinct smell of smoke. If the venom is swallowed the person will die with in hours of ingesting it. The venom isn't as deadly when mixed with other poisons; in fact it delays death up to twelve hours at most.' I closed the book with a loud thud, having found what I needed. I never knew that the saliva of a Vampire could be a poison, but it did make sense. I didn't die right away because she mixed it with something else. I put the book up and went into the pantry in the kitchen. She would have to keep it cool otherwise it would break down, but what would she put it in? She would have to know of something no body else in the household ate. I stood in front of the fridge thinking hard.
"Cherries, of course why didn't I think of it sooner?! Draco and Derek both hate cherries and she new that if she had a jar in here they wouldn't touch it. Then she put the cherry soaked in venom in my drink." My heart began racing. "But what else did she add, because I didn't die right away, instead I got sick," I thought out loud. I went over to the cupboards wondering what she could have possibly put in my drink. I mentally went back to St. Mungo's and run over all of the cases I had recently done. There was one little girl who had gotten very sick after she had been over at her muggle aunt's house. The mother told me that she was crawling on the floor and had found something on the floor and put it in her mouth.
"Rat poison! It kills rats but only make humans sick. It's a perfect common muggle household item and she could get it anywhere. Because wizarding families don't need it the inspector would have never though to look for it," I said getting very excited. I had just figured out what was used to try and kill me off. The only thing I couldn't figure out is why she wanted to kill me. Veronica was the only girl that had ever broken up with Draco Malfoy, and the only reason I was here was because we were trying to make her jealous. Unless she broke up with him for a silly reason, just like Ron did. Maybe she thought that Draco and I were having an affair! Veronica is the type of person that has to be the only person in someone's life. If she knew Draco was 'having an affair' then she wouldn't be able to take it and would leave him even if she still loved him. Maybe this whole marriage thing was just because she wanted Draco to take her back. I knew for a fact that he didn't love her any more he just wanted to rub it in her face a bit. I dropped the rat poison and ran up stairs to try and find Draco.
"Draco, I think I've figured it out! Draco?" I called poking my head in our room. I went out onto the balcony and didn't see him. It was getting darker, but he wouldn't have forgotten about me. We were going to the rehearsal dinner tonight and the four of us were all riding together. I decided I'd find him after I changed into my outfit for tonight. Quickly I pulled on a deep red skin tight dress. It hardly had a back until about midway down the dress and it was cut very low in the front. I picked up the evil heels Draco made me bring and made my way for the bedroom door. Before I left, I took my wand and concealed it in my dress. Then I went to look for him. I walked about the hall way poking my head into the many empty rooms. About half way down the hall I heard voices. Quietly I went to the door where they were coming from. The door was partly a jar so I peered through it. I could just barely see Draco and Veronica through the gap. Veronica had her arms around Draco and she was very close to him. My blood began to boil as I watched. Veronica was saying something about how she missed them, and that she thought that they were the perfect couple. She went on and on about how he should leave me. Then to my utter shock, he smiled and kissed her, full blown on the mouth. I gasped and dropped my shoes making them turn toward the door. I hiked up the dress and began running toward the stairs trying to keep the tears from my eyes. I could hear them behind me as Veronica fought to keep Draco back.
"Hermione!!" He yelled after me. I ignored him as I pounded down the stairs and out the front door. I didn't stop running until I was out on the streets of Dublin. There I hid in the park near by and cried until my eyes were dry and I couldn't cry anymore.
"I was so stupid to think that Draco really loved me. He was only using me and I saw right through it!" I yelled at myself. Wiping my eyes I went to a near by pub, avoiding the one we were at last night. Before I went into the pub I made sure that my make up wasn't running and that I had my wand so I could hex any one that tried to give me trouble.
"Hey, we have a policy here, no shoes no service," The guy at the door said putting a hand on my shoulder. I slowly rotated to face him and gave him a nasty glare. He didn't budge at first but the glare I could tell was making him uneasy.
"I dare you to try and stop me. If you do I'd hate for all these people to see what would happen to you. But if you want to find out that's fine with me."
"Oh I'm sorry Mrs. Uh…. Jones your regular seat has been saved for you. Why don't you let me walk you over there?" He stuttered shakily taking my arm and leading me to a table in the corner. He then went over and talked to the bartender, I'm guessing to tell him not to mess with me. A bubbly girl walked over and asked me what I'd like to have. I told to give me what ever was good. She did as told and went back to get my drink. She brought it back seconds later and then left me to be in peace. I sat there steely faced, trying not to think about what I had just seen. The waitress kept me happy by bringing new drinks when ever the others would get empty.
"Hermione oh am I glad to se you! I've been looking all over Dublin for you!" Someone called. I looked up; only to make sure it wasn't Draco. To my shock it was Ron who found me. He sat down at the table as the waitress came to bring me a new drink. He took it from her, assuming that I had already had a few. He was right of course and I let him have it. The letter I wrote him was clenched in his hand.
My Beloved Ron,
Keep your long nose out of my business and stay away from me.
I felt bad that I had written that, because now more than ever, I realized I needed him. He took a long sip of the refreshing beer and sighed happily. I waited for him to explain why he was here. Typical Ron always had to explain everything.
"Hermione I'm here to break you and Draco up because…"
"It's okay Ron, you don't have to break us up. He was using me all along, so we're no longer together," I told him. He smiled widely and went on and on about how he was still in love with me. We talked for a while and then he suddenly began to get a bit nervous.
"Hermione, I have a question for you that I should have asked you long ago," Ron began. He got off his chair and onto one knee. He pulled a small box out of his pocket and opened it for me. In it was a small battered ring, nothing like the snake ring given to me by Draco.
"Will you marry me?"
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