Draco Has Rough Edges
Hermione frowned. She didn't know why everything was happening to her! It seemed like all evil was targeting her lately. How much longer could love conquer? When was it going to fail?
Weeks later Hermione was allowed to return to classes, but she was utterly embarassed of the sweaty bandages wrapped around her bloody hands, and the cuts on her normally clean face. And, of course everyone had to inquire of the kidnap. Poor Ginny was still getting over the shock of her brother being embodied and Ron was in the hospital in a coma. The school had become utterly desolate, much like it had been in second year. Hermione spent most of her free time, either talking to Draco or sittingo n her bed writing. It was now March and her birthday was soon aproaching. She usually antipated all the gifts, but this year she didn't care. Still baffled, by the recent attacks upon her, she had staid up late reading on curses and dark wizards. She knew this wasn't a coincidnce, no no, she was being targeted.
She sat herself on the bed, fingering her necklace. She pulled out a quill and paper and began to write.
Dear Draco,
Please tell me all you know. I am so confused about all this. Why does evil come to me?
Love,
Hermione
Satified with her letter, she rolled it up and put in it her pocket, and began to walk to the owlery. Upon ariving there, she tied her letter to a school owl and sent him out. She then went up to her dorm to await a reply. Thirty minutes later, a small brown owl returned to her room, with a large package. She took the package from the owl. The owl hooted and took the knuts from Hermione's outstretched hand. On top of the package was a letter. She opened it and read:
Hermione,
I cannot explain it all to you right now, for most of it, I do not know myself! I will let you know when I can. Hope you like the package.
Draco
She put the letter on her pillow and pulled the large package onto her lap. She began to open it. Inside was a large photo album. She opened it up. At first she looked at it strangely and then a look of absolute fury came upon her sullen face. She grabbed the album and slammed it on the floor, dashing out of the room.
Minutes later, Ginny Weasly came into the room. She saw a large blue book lying on the floor facedown. As she got closer, she realized it was a picture album. She opened it up and gasped. In the pictures were Ron and Harry looking gay. Someone had edited the pictures to make it look like they were kissing, and holding hands. Of course, she was not against gays, but she knew this would soil their reputations if anyone saw it! Think about what girls would do! She noticed a package on Hermione bed. Walking over to it, she realized the album fit inside it perfectly. This was Hermione's! How dare she insult her brother and her crush! How dare she! Ginny ripped the pictures up, and in a flood of tears, ran downstairs.
~*~*~
Hermione arrived at dinner, looking angry and unhinged. Her hair was wild and her eyes full of wrath.
"Hello," said Draco silkily as he approached her.
She stared at him point blank. She then lifted her bandaged hand and slapped him across the face. He stared at her dumbfounded for a second, until she turned on her heel and walked away.
That felt nice she thought.
How dare he insult my friends!
She saw Ginny sitting at the Gryfindor table looking sulky and crestfallen.
"Hey Ginny, what the matter?" asked Hermione as she reached Ginny.
Ginny stared up at Hermione.
"You should know!" she said icily as she stood up from her seat and left the table.
What is up with her?
Hermione shrugged it off at PMS or something of that matter and sat down to eat. After she shoveled down the last of the Treacle Pudding and gulped down a few glasses of Pumpkin Juice, she left the table and traipised back to the common room. When she got there, she noticed Ginny hunched over in a chair, reading a book.
"Ginny?" she asked tentatively.
Ginny looked up from her book.
"Yes?"
"Whats the matter?"
"You should know!"
"Well, I don't Ginny"
"How DARE you insult my brother and crush!"
"What?"
"Editing pictures, to make them look bad, you scumbag!"
"I-I didn't-"
"Sure...." said Ginny sarcastically.
She then stood up and tossed the book on the floor, stomping away in a mad huff. Hermione leaned over and picked up the book. She then knew why Ginny had been so angry....
