A/N: What is with me and like sad endings? Ha, hope you enjoyed this one! Please review!
Disclaimer: Nope. Never have, never will.
"It's hot in here, isn't it? Let us go outside for a bit," Cormac McLaggen declared, before Hermione could protest he'd caught her by the arm then swept her out of the room.
They stepped outside into the cold night air. Hermione gently pried his fingers off her arm. She had wanted to leave all evening. She didn't care that the dance was far from over. All he ever did was ramble about how amazing he was. Hermione was fed up with it, most especially of him. She tried to ditch him many times but he just kept finding her. She couldn't even have a normal conversation with Ginny, Harry or Ron! She had just been looking for an excuse to leave when he whisked her out of the room. She turned towards him fully prepared to thank him for the night and leave. Turning to face him, however, she found herself being pulled into his arms.
Her mind froze, as well as her body. Cormac lowered his mouth to hers then kissed her quite boldly. For a moment, Hermione's senses left her frozen with shock. Then her anger stirred. She pushed him away fiercely until he finally let go.
Cormac stepped back with a smug look of satisfaction on his face. "I've wanted to do that all night."
Hermione scowled at him. She doubled her fist then punched him square in the jaw. He recoiled as if he had been burned. Hermione gave him a smug look. "I've wanted to do that."
"You're a demon! You hit me!" he screamed at her clutching his face. "How do you hurt my face?"
"At least I'm not an egotistical prick."
She took off the corsage he had given her stomping on it gladly. She laughed before heading back inside. That had definitely fixed her mood. She only went back inside to grab her coat when someone tapped her shoulder.
"That was quite the punch, Granger."
She whirled around to meet a smirking Draco Malfoy. They weren't on the best terms either. "What do you want, Malfoy?"
He laughed, holding his hands up in mock surrender. "I don't want to cross you. I know you can punch since back then in freshmen year."
Hermione flushed with embarrassment. She crossed her arms, hotly responding, "Well, you deserved it."
He laughed. "You hit harder than most men, Granger."
"I'll take that as a compliment," she replied.
His wore his signature smirk. "Care to dance?"
She looked at his outstretched hand in surprise. The music playing was fun and upbeat. "With me?"
He rolled his eyes. "Who else?"
"Oh!" cried Lavender Brown,who passed by at that moment with Parvati Patil. "You should really dance, Hermione, before you leave!"
Hermione raised a brow at the girl. Parvati laughed nervously. "Lav and I were outside when you had you, er, discussion with Cormac. But this is our last dance of the year, Hermione. Dance your heart out!"
They laughed, walking off to join the rest of the seniors. She bit her lip looking at Draco indecisively then nodded. One dance couldn't really hurt. "Sure."
As soon as they stepped out onto the dance floor, the music changed from a fast song to a slow song. She blushed as Draco raised a blonde brow. They quickly got in position. He gently placed a hand on her waist. She placed a hand on his shoulder, determined not to blush.
"So, Granger. Why did you accept McLaggen's invitation?" Draco asked after a few beats of silence.
She rolled her eyes. "I did not. I was forced into saying yes."
"You were forced?" he repeated, looking at her in disbelief.
She nodded firmly. "He asked me in front of Ginny and Harry. Ginny replied that I'd go so I was stuck with him."
He chuckled. "You know you could have said no."
Hermione colored a bit. "I didn't want to be rude."
He smirked. "If that's how you're playing it."
She scowled. "Who's your date, Malfoy?"
She wanted a bigger reaction out of him but all he did was shrug. "I didn't ask anyone."
This time she looked at him dubious. "You didn't ask anyone?"
He shook his head. "The person I wanted ask was already going with someone else."
Hermione's heart sped up. She scolded herself for thinking things that probably weren't true. He was not talking about her. He'd never shown any signs of wanting to ask her. She was being ridiculous. "Oh, is that so? I figured you would still go after her."
Draco chuckled softly. "No, I wouldn't."
Hermione only nodded in response. She was sure he was talking about Pansy Parkinson. Pansy however went with Blaise Zabini. They danced in silence after that. Before Hermione knew it, the song finished. "I have to go. Goodbye, Draco."
He smiled faintly. "Goodbye Hermione."
She grabbed her coat, never glancing back as she walked out. Perhaps if she glanced back she would notice Draco's gaze of sorrow. But she didn't, so she never did see what could've been.