A/N: My caps lock is going to worn out. Ok, just kidding, I don't like caps lock that much anyways. And BTW, there are alot of sex-centered jokes in this one, belive me.
"Please tell me...what I think has happened...hasn't happened." Harry said, turning paler than Draco and grinding his teeth loudly.
"Oh, come on, Harry! You guys are 17, it's normal to have hormones, am I right Hermione?" a beaming Ginny poked her elbow in Hermione's chest. Hermione had a death grip on the sheet covering her form, her knuckles turining white.
"I...am going to...get some clothes on...now...Draco, will you join...me?" Hermione squeaked, slamming the door on thweir visitors. Ginny and Harry looked at Ron, who's eyes were wide and ears were red, but his face was incredibly pale. He looked like he was trying to say something, but coulden't get it out.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" a voice from behind said. They all whipped around to see Blaise, standing wearing a travelling cloak and holding three boxes.
"And this day just gets better and better." Harry said bitterly.
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"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" Hermione had a hand over her chest and her heart was beating rapidly in her chest. "What have I done, what have I-what are you doing?" Draco, instead of panicking was laughing heartily.
"Oh, man..."he kept on laughing and laughing, until, of course, Hermione slapped the side of his head.
"We have a problem here! my best frends now know that...that..." Hermione coulden't even bring herself to say the words as she got dressed in a white sweater and blue jeans.
"What?" Draco asked innocently as he also got dressed.
"You know what!" she snarled, which made him laugh even harder. Hermione opened thew door to see Harry and Ron, still standing like statues and Ginny in fits of laughter, along with Blaise.
"So...Draco..you..er.-" Blaise started, but Hermione cut him off.
"Stay for breakfast, would you?" Hermione asked meekly. Ginny nodded, Harry gave some sort of sign of agreement and Ron's eye just twitched. "So..that's a yes?"
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Ginny, Harry, Blaise, Draco, Ron and Hermione were all seated at the huge dining table, filled with eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, french toast, coffees and teas (thanks to Misty). They ate in silence, except for Ron, who drank about two cups of coffee, trying to being back the color in his face. Ther4ee was a very akward silence.
"You...you jumped his bones." Ginny whispered to Hermione, who laughed as she elbowed her. Blaise, next to Ginny looked like he was about to laugh. "Knocked boots. Shagged. Screwed. Tapped. Laid!"
"HANKY PANKY!" Blaise exclaimed, and Ginny and Blaise held their sides while they laughed hysterically. Hermione just put her forehead on the table, muttering something. Harry gaped at the two, and Ron turned green.
"OK, OK, STOP IT!" Hermione screamed. Her vioce was then the only sound echoing through the hall as Ginny and Blaise stopped abruptly.
"You guys what?!" they heard another voice scream. they looked at the end of the hall to see none other than Pansy.
"Ok. I'm leaving, me and Ron both!" Harry said, nodding to Ron.
"No, please don't go!" Hermione exclaimed. Harry and Ron stoped, sighed, and walked back to their seats.
"Well...do you want to open presents now?"Ginny asked quietly as Pansy cried her eyes out at the thought of Draco and Hermione doing...it.
"Suuuure." Hermione said as they all got up, walking back to the living room, where to her shock, there was a huge Christmas tree lit up in the middle of the room, along with two stockings hung up on the top of the fireplace. Hermione smiled, but Harry and Ron looked grim. I mean, how would you feel if you just found out that your best friend had sex with your worst enemy, especially if you used to go out with that friend?
"So, I think we should start with Hermione's presents." Draco said, pointing to about 1 large box, and 2smaller ones.
"I think Hermione's had enough presents for one night!" Ginny said, giggling quietly as Blaise tried not to laugh again. Hermioen shot her a menacing look as as she walked over to one of them, sliding in on the ground where they all sat. She undid the wrapping paper neatly to see a stack of Arithmancy and DADA books. Hermione smiled and tackled Draco with a hug.
"Thanks!" Hermione said into his shoulder.
"I get it, I get it, just..please...get off of me!" Draco wheezed. Hermione blushed when she saw Ginny and Blaise, staring at the couple as if they had grown an extra head. "Now, just open the others!" Hermione gave an excted squeal, almost tearing open the other one. It was a leather box. Hermione looked up at Draco, andhe just smiled back. 'No...way..he didn't...' She opened it, and there was a set of blue flower earrings that glittered in the sunlight from outside.
"Oh, thank you!" she said. She was quite excited from the presents that he had given her, and opened the last one. It was a lemon vanilla scented perfume. Ron muttered something, but she ignored it.
"This smells great, thanks!" she said again. "Umm.." she said shyly, looking at Harry. "Did you get me...anything..Harry?" Harry gulped and nodded slowly, handing her a present. She gave a hopeful grin as she opened it. It was book (no DUH) and it golden curly letters on the front, it said: Hogwarts, A History:Revised.
"Harry, thanks." she said gratefully. Harry just muttered something and turned away from her to talk to Ron, Hermione just gave sad smile and set the book next to her.
"Open mine next!" Ginny said excitedly. Hermione took it;it felt soft. She opened it and it was hand-knit purse. It was black had the Gryffindor seal on it.
"Turn it inside out!" Ginny said. She did so, and it was green with the Slytherin seal on it.
"Since, you know, you're kind of..."Ginny trailed off, looking for as way to say it.
"I get it Ginny, thanks." Hermione and Ginny hugged while Blaise yawned and Draco clapped sarcastically.
"Bravo, bravo...now, open mine." Blaise handed her a box. Hermione looked at it questonably.
"Um...you got me a present?" Hermione asked unconfortably. Ron and Harry gaped at him as if to say Do all the Slytherins like her now?
"Yes." he said bluntly. She opened it and it was a book, except it looked new and a had a hard cover. SHe read the front, and it said: Defense Against The Dark Arts:Private Lessons. Hermione opened the first page but it was blank. Then, a tiny holographic person came out of the book, standing on the platform in the crease.
"Hello. Welcome to Defense Against The Dark Arts, Seventh Year N.E.W.T Level Private Lessons Advanced." the tiny woman, dressed in robes said. Hermione shut the book.
"This is amazing technology, I love it!" she said. Blaise smiled while Harry, Draco and Ginny scowled. Blaise had just one upped them. He smirked at them as Hermione flipped through each lesson it covers in the book.
"So..I guess that's all the presents?" Hermione looked at Ron for any sign of disagreement, but they all looked around. Hermione gave a small smile as they all exchanged presents with one another. Hermione and Ginny both chipped in to buy Harry and Ron a model of the Quidditch pitch, with actual working brooms that zoomed along inside of it. Blaise got Ginny a music box while she knit him and Draco a Slytherin scarf.(Ginny was floored when Draco got her a new broom,) Ron actually got something for Draco; it was a box filled with maggots and Butober pus. (RONALD WEASELY!"Ginny bellowed at the top of her lungs.) Blaise got Draco a Practice Snitch he would use while at home ("Boys and Quidditch." Hemrione sighed. Ginny glared at her. "And Ginny.")
"Here!" Hermione said, thrusting a box at Draco happily. He opened it; it was a ring with emeralds encrusted it, and a coiled snake on top.
"It's an antique Slytherin ring. I got it reserved but it was absolutely terrfying going to Borgin and Burkes, he almost woulden't sell it, the grump.." Hermione muttered thinking of when she stopped there on her way to the manor.
"I..." Draco was speechless. Hermione had a hopeful look on her face.
"I love it." he said quietly. In all the time he had Christmas, he had never gotten such an amazing present. "Thanks." Hermione beamed and gave him a quick hug.
"Well, I think it's it we should go, Ron?" Harry said, and Ron nodded.
"What's the matter, Weasley, mad because you can't get any?" Draco said, a malicious grin coming onto his face. Hermione shot him a hurt look;she coulden't belive he was doing this on Christmas.
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Ron shouted at the top of his lungs. "At least I'm not a sick little ferret!" Ginny and Blaise looked on helplessly, and Harry and Hermione did the same.
"Well, then you're mad because you're a poor little weasel?"
"Oh, I don't know, mad that you're loser of a Dad's in Azkaban?" he asked casually. Hermione closed her eyes. That had done it. Another fight.
"Dont you say that me!" Draco said, running at him at full speed. Ron had anticipated this, and had his wand out, but before he could say anything, Draco had already run into him. Hermione had her eyes closed when she heard a gasp and a thud,and when she opened it Ron stood there, stunned. She looked to Ginny and Harry, who were pale is shock and Blaise, who was gripping the scarf tightly.
"What?" she asked, and Ginny pointed. Draco was on the ground, gasping, clutching his stomach. Hermione crawled over to him.
"What's wrong, Draco, say something!" he remove his hand, which was covered in blood. Ron's wand must have stabbed him in the stomach. Hermione's eyes widened in realization. She looked up;Ron was sputtering and dropped his wand in shock.
"Mione...I didnt.he ran right..." Ron choked out.
"JUST GET OUT!" Hermione screamed at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her cheeks. 'I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, GET OUT!" Before Hermione could utter another word, he was in the fireplace and out of sight.
"Oh, my God, you're bleeding everywhere.." she said. Draoc was still gasping, his eyes squeezed shut. She tunred to everyone else, still freaked out from shock. Hermione took her wand out and pointed it at Draco's wound.
"Draco, this is going to hurt, but just bare with me." Hermione said slowly. Hermione gulped; she was going to try to heal it with her wand, which was pretty dangerous considering she had never done the spell before. She pointed it at his stomach.
"Uh...damn, what was the spell..er..Dolen Curatio!" little stitchings began to come out of her wand and he howled in pain. Hermione tried not to cry out herself as she finished the spell, and when she was done, he opened his eyes and tried sitting up. Hermione hugged him tightly.
"Are you okay? Are you alright?" Hermione asked with worry and Draco nodded furiously. "Good.." Hermione smacked him across the face.
"Oww!' Draco said, rubbing his face.
"WHAT THE HELL'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?!" she asked angrily before stalking off upstairs. He looked at Blaise, who shrugged.
"You did come after him, mate." Blaise said, fiddling with his scarf. Ginny laughed.
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Ginny looked down at her music box, watching the ballerina spin on it's toes. Blaise was talkign to Draco about how incredibly insane women are sometimes, and Harry was by himself, watching his mini Firebolt zoom around the quidditch pitch. Ginny had a thoughtful look on her face. 'Poor Harry, through alll this confusion, he's all alone, even Ron still wants Hermione...' Ginny scooted closer to him.
"Hi."
Harry sighed. "Hi, Ginny."
"Um, are you alright?"
"Yes." he siad impatiently.
"Um...I just want to ask something."
"Yes?"
"Do you really think I'm a slut?"
"What?"
"Do you?" Ginny grimaced, waiting for his reply.
Harry shifted uncomfortably. "No."
"Oh, that's good then. I just wanted to know...if we..could still be friends..?"
"Yeah! I mean..that'd be alright."
"Great then."Ginny smiled again.
"Gin, I'm sorry for-" but Ginny shook her head and laughed.
"Whatever it is, forget it." Harry nodded. Then both looked down at the mini Quidditch pitch and laughed as the Comet Two-Sixty and Firebolt bumped into each other.
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"Bye!" Hermione aid cheerily as Harry, Blaise and Ginny left, the green flames vanishing. Hermione sighed. It was late afternoon when they left, nd after that days predicaments, she was exhausted.
"So, Miss Healer, do you want to go out?" Draco asked. Hermione had a thoughtful look on her face.
"Sure. Can we go to the tea shop again?"
"Noooo!"
"You owe me!"
"I gave you jewlery!"
"I saved your life!"
"Damn." Draco muttered bitterly, closing his eys and rubbing his head. "What about-" But when he opened his eyes, Hermione was already dressed and her appearance changed like the night before. He touched his head again, and felt the same short hair . "How did you do that?"
"Be more aware, Draco. Let's go to The Three Broomsticks!" she pulled him by his shirt into the fireplace, taking a handful of green powder.
"The Three Broomsticks!" she said, dropping the handful of powder. They walked out of the fireplace to the counter. The place was filled with old witches and wizrds as usual.
"Um, two firewhiskies." he said to the barman as he pulled out two glasses and handed them.
"Are you sure you should be drinking after your-" but Draco had already drained the glass. Hermione looked appalled at him. He looked normal until he started clutching his stomach in pain.
"Are you okay?" she asked as Draco winced. But he looked up and smiled.
"Another one please!" he saide brightly, looking happier than he had all day.
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"You are a preeeety laddddy, Her-My-Own-Nineee!" he giggled while kissing her cheek. Hermione looked uncomfortable and embarrassed as the plastered Draco leaned on her.
"Put the glass down, Draco." Hermione commanded, but Draco just giggled again, kissing her on the lips. Hermione coulden't deny the sweet smell of firewhisky on his breath was intoxicatingly good, but pushed him away. The pub started to empty a little, but was noisy still. While Hermione tried to ask the barman for a hot cup coffee to sober the drunken Draco, she saw flashes of red from outside. She looked over Draco shoulder and screamed, ducking. The door was blasted off of it's hinges and flew right over where they were sitting. People screamed and ran to the fireplace, trying to Floo themeselves out. Death Eaters walked in the door and towards the black haired girl ad brown haired man.
"Who are you and where is Draco Malfoy?" the first Death eater smarled, pushing his wand deep into Draco's chest. Draco just titled his head to the side, like he wasn't speaking English. After a couple of seconds of not replying, he was pushed to the ground, and passed out.
"Leave him alone!" Hermione called out fiercely, stepping away from the cowering crowd. The second Death Eater walked over and hit her, sending her flying into a table. She whimpered, slumping to the floor weakly. The Death Eaters laughed uproriously.
"What do you want?" Hermione asked quietly, her wand limply pointed at him. The first Death Eater folded his arms.
"We've come to send a message to dear Draco, but never mind." he looked his watch. "It's just been sent." and with that, they dissapeared in a swarm of black smoke. The people of the bar gasped. Hermione sitll stared at where they stood, then walked over to Draco.
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There was whiteness everywhere, and Draco's head hurt horribly. He saw gray, black, white, then black again until brown surfaced. He blinked several times and Hermione was above him.
"Hermione." he croaked.
"Draco...Draco, wake up." she said softly. He blinked again at sat up;they were at his house, in front of the fireplace. He looked at Hermione and was stunned; her eye looked as if it were blackened and healed.
"Are you okay?" he asked as everything came into focus. "What happened to you?"
"I'm fine. Death Eaters came, looking for you. I took care of it, but they just,er left." Hermione decided not to tell him about the hit she took.
"Oh..I'm happy you're fine." he said, rubbing his head. Hermione was frowning.
"You got drunk." she said angrily in an instant.
"Well, sor-!" he stopped abruptly, pointing to the wall in front of them at the top of the stairs. Hermione looked, and she saw in red letters, painted on the wall was a message that read:
Join us, or The
Mudblood will be alone!
Hermione stared at the wall. There was a long silence.
"That's not good." Draco said bluntly, turning to Hermione who was pale and had a look of sheer determination on her face, as if she were donig a hard Arithmancy problem.
"Oh my God."
"What?"
"You don't understand what this means?"
"Uh, no?"
"They're at Hogwarts!" Hermione said, pacing back down the stairs. She bent down to get in the fireplace, taking a handful of green, glittered powder.
"You're not-"
"Hogwarts!" she said, dropping the powder. The fgreen flames spun around, but she was still there. Hemrione looked around confusedly. The flames wrapped themselves around her, literally pushing her out of the fireplace. She stumbled out into Draco's arms.
"Thanks...it won't let me go to Hogwarts."
"How do you know that they're there?"
"Because...I just know!"
"On a feeling, please!" Draco scoffed.
"The last time I acted on emotion is when I decided to be with you, but that wasn't logic, now was it?!" she asked angrily.
"Oh, I see how it is! Just decided to have a little fun, huh? Pretend to fall in love, hmm?" Draco sneered.
"Well, for you, it woulden't be the first time to make someone belive you like them!" Draco turned away from her.
"Even if they were at Hogwarts, let them fight it out themselves!"
"Oh, just perfect! This role is fitting for you, of course, while over last summer while your Dad and his pals were destroying the Order, you stayed at home, being Daddy's little good boy!" Hermione said, taking a step closer to him with evey breath. Draco whipped around angrily, and before Hermione knew it, she was on the ground.
"Do not call me a Daddy's Boy, you disgusting Mudblood!" he screamed. He stared at her, panting for seconds before tears dropped from Hermione's eyes onto her lap before he had realized what he had done. She put a hand on her stinging red cheek.
"You...you hit me. You actually...hit me." she said slowly to him, as if she were trying to proccess it herself. She looked into his eyes to try to see some sign of apology, or regret. But all she saw were emotionless, gray eyes that stared back at her. Hermione just sat on the ground before picking herself up. Her brown sad eyes turned feirce and angry. She bit her lip, not looking away from him as she ran upstairs and down the hall.
Hermione ran till her knees gave way into Draco's room. She screamed in frustration as she took her suitcase, shoving everything inside of it. She saw the Spider-Man DVD and cried out and she shoved it into the case. He had hit her, and he had loved her.
What is love? Hermione also took her nightgown and shoved it into the case. Who hits you, especailly when they love you and protect you and they become the ones to hurt you in the first place? When she was done, ehr eyes puffy and red, she walked to the doorway where he stood.
"Don't go." he commanded. Hermione walked up to him.
"Move, Malfoy." Draco just stood where he was.
"I...said...MOVE!" Hermione said, and with all of her force, she smacked him with enough force to make him stumble to the side. Tears still streaming, she went to the fireplace.
"Stay away from me!" Hermione shouted. "I never want to see you again! The Burrow." she said, dropping the green powder, and in a flash of green flames, she was gone. Draco staed at the fireplace before dropping to his knees and burying his head into his hands.
Shit.
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A/N: Shizzle, shiznit. Can you belive it? I dont' think I've packed so much violence into one chappie. I knwo you guys have, like, a million questions, for example did Draco hit her on purpose? Yes. I knwo, you guys hate me, but his anger got the better of him. Meh. Crazy stuff in the next one, which I've already started.