Draco was walking back to the head's rooms with his satchel overloaded, completely out of it when he saw Potter leaning against the wall looking worried.
"Potter?" Draco drawled. "Up for a late night stroll to see Granger?" Potter looked at him and rolled his eyes without giving him an answer. Draco bristled. "What the chosen one too good to talk to normal folks nowadays?" Draco muttered. "Victory," The door to the head's rooms swung open and Draco was hit by a blast of sound. He walked in quickly, followed by Potter and he stared at the havoc in the common room. Hermione was screaming wordlessly at Weasley and he was cowering by the fireplace trying to protect himself from the things Granger was throwing around the place.
It took him little more than a second to start striding over to Hermione and take her in his arms, wrapping his arms around her small frame so she couldn't move, ignoring the fact she was screaming, ignoring the fact she was absolutely livid, focusing only on the way she was crying.
"GET OFF ME!" Granger screamed, but he held her fast despite her struggling against him. Opposite from her Draco saw Weasley composing himself.
"Get out," Draco hissed at Weasley. Potter suddenly moved and had his friend by the arm and dragged him out of the small circular common room. Draco quickly removed Granger's wand from her pocket and let her go backing away. But all she did was give him a scornful glare and stomp into her room, slamming the door.
Hermione bit her lip as she slammed the door on Malfoy. She knew he had her wand so she would have to go out there eventually but for now she just crumbled. Ron had cheated on her with that stupid slut Lavender brown. How could he have done that? She thought that she and Ron had been good together, thought that he was happy to be with her, it wasn't as if she had told him she wouldn't sleep with him. She had slept with him as many times as he'd asked, and never found any pleasure out of it, but she was sure he enjoyed himself, so to seek other things with that girl was a slap in the face. Without warning her tears started and she found herself on the floor by the foot of her bed trying to muffle the sound of her tears with her hands.
Without warning her bedroom door opened and Malfoy was stood there in the doorway looking down on her with an expression that seemed foreign on his face.
"Granger what's wrong?" Malfoy asked as he closed the door and crossed his arms.
"Give me my wand and get out!" Hermione hissed. Malfoy was quiet for a few seconds then Hermione felt him sit near her, his back against the foot of her bed.
"Hermione," Malfoy murmured. "Hermione what did he do?" Hermione blinked as her mouth popped open. Unless her ears were playing tricks on her, Malfoy just called her by her given name and…she liked it.
"He's been sleeping with Lavender… I walked in on them and she said that she knows how to treat a man and only a real woman could pleasure a man like Ron Weasley," Hermione stammered as she tried to wipe the tears from her eyes. Malfoy snorted.
"Seriously? That's the stupidest and funniest thing I've heard all day," Malfoy laughed and Hermione stiffened.
"If you're going to take the piss get out! Just get out Malfoy!" Hermione yelled. Malfoy got a hold of himself and moved around in front of Hermione so he could see her.
"I'm not taking the mick out of you Hermione. If anything I think what Weasley did to you is disgusting. I may have been a death eater and a pureblood dick to boot, but I would never disrespect any woman in that way. Cheating on a good woman, especially someone you don't deserve, is one of the most disgusting things to do," Malfoy said with his grey eyes soft. "What I laughed at, was what Brown said. Lavender Brown is not a "real woman", she's barely even that. She's a troll at the best of times." Hermione giggled and covered her mouth hastily. "And Weaselbee is a cheating, glory hunting tool," Malfoy said with a sneer.
"Don't be so harsh on him," Hermione said quickly, then she covered her mouth having realised what she said.
"No. He deserves more than just a few harsh words said behind his back. And you shouldn't be wasting your tears on him because I bet Weaslebee hardly ever showed you a good time. I bet it was all about him," Malfoy smirked. Hermione blushed to the roots of her hair and Malfoy nodded. "Thought so." Malfoy then stood up and headed back to the door stopping with his hand on the door to and turning back. "By the way, I would…in case you were wondering." Malfoy winked, then he left, shutting the door behind him.
Draco ran a hand through his hair as he shut the door behind him and found himself facing an empty common room that looked like a tornado had been through it. With a quick wordless spell everything was back to rights and he left the common room, striding purposefully towards the seventh year common room where he would find Ron Weasley. As soon as he entered he spotted Potter and Weasley. Weasley was sat in a chair in the corner of a room looking pathetic while Lavender circled him like a vulture. Potter was just stood to the side, not talking to him, but not ignoring him either. The common room went absolutely still as he strode through it. He figured none of the others had ever seen him as angry as he was but he couldn't give a flying fuck at that present minute.
He was almost to Ron and Lavender when Potter stepped in front of him.
"What are you doing Malfoy?" Potter asked in a low voice that couldn't quite be heard by his friend.
"Going to teach Weaslebee the lesson that you can't," Draco snarled. Potter looked at him blankly so Draco pushed around him and stopped in front of Weasley.
"Shove off Malfoy," Weasley sighed.
"No. What you did to Hermione is disgusting and hurtful and just downright shocking if I'm honest Weaselbee," Draco sneered.
"Shut up Malfoy," Weasley said as his ears started to grow red.
"How can you even imagine for a second that you can get a girl better than Hermione Granger?"
"Hey!" Lavender squawked from Weasley's lap.
"I've been taught to have respect for females regardless of how ladylike they behave so do not make me turn my attention to you Brown." Draco growled as he met her eyes. "Weasley you generally disgust me. You're a glory hunting prat, hanging around Potter for years because he was tied into Voldemort and getting jealous and storming off when Potter got more attention than you. Yeah I was a jealous dick, but at least I was honest about it. You got your fame and you get "your" girl and what do you do. You trade her in for a cheap shag with that slut!" Draco rattled off.
Most of the common room was staring at him by now, open mouthed shock on their faces but Draco couldn't care, all he was really focused on was the beetroot red twat who was now standing in front of him.
"I'm warning you Malfoy! Shut your goddamn mouth," Weasley growled.
"Or what Weasley? You gonna curse me?" Draco smirked. Draco knew his smirk would give him the exact excuse that he needed to have a fist fight with the idiot and he got his wish because Weasley flew at him.
Harry stood slightly back from the drama and watched almost impassive as Malfoy managed to hit the nail on the head where Ron was concerned in one try. Truth was, he didn't really trust Ron anymore. He'd changed. He'd become the glory hunting prat that Malfoy said he was and he had been screwing over his best friend for little over a month, leaving The Burrow to "work" for George when he was in fact, fucking the brains out of Lavender Brown. So when Ron flew at Malfoy he watched almost appreciatively as Malfoy held his own and came out of the fight with nothing but rumpled robes to show for it. Ron on the other hand, had a broken nose that was spewing blood everywhere and a black eye on the way.
"You monster! Look what you've done to my Won Won's face! You stupid death eater!" Lavender screamed. Malfoy's face twisted as if he'd swallowed something disgusting and a second later he was kneeling on the floor muttering into her ear.
"I warned you to keep your fat mouth shut Brown, but since you started it, you're a dirty slut. You think I don't remember the times you used to come and beg me for sex cause you wanted to test the rumours and each time I turned you away politely. Well I wouldn't fuck a skank like you in a million years and the only reason your precious Won won is with you is because you put out at the click of a finger. Weaselbee doesn't love you, he never has, and as far as he's concerned it's always been Hermione in his eyes, you'll always be second best to the golden girl. So chew on that when you're pregnant with Weasley's kid and he's making doe eyes at a girl he threw away for the cheap piece of arse that is you," Draco hissed menacingly then he stood up and walked out, leaving Lavender Brown on the floor in a state that was too distraught to cry.