IN WHICH THIS HAPPENED WHILE HARRY AND JOSH WERE TALKING
"Hermione!" Ron called as he ran up the stairs to the female Gryffindor dormitories.
"I don't know what you did to her Weasley but I'm not sure you want to go in there. She's a mess," came a voice from behind. It was Kaitlyn Lachovsky
"For once Lachovsky," he said. "It's not my fault. It's Malfoy's. They argued a lot about err… well, apparently they're twins? Anyway if you don't want me to then I won't. Looks like she'll just be coming down. HERMIONE GRANGER YOU ARE COMING DOWN RIGHT NOW!"
He screamed the end and it seemed to have an affect because a teary eyed girl did walk down the marble stairs in front of him. But this particular girl he didn't recognise.
The girl had on Hogwarts robes but she also had long, silver-blonde hair that passed her lower back. She was also quite tall with snake earrings – and quite a flattering body, Ron thought to himself. When she looked at him he saw that her skin was as pale as pale got and her eyes were a silvery- blue. She had a picturesque face even when it was stained with tears.
I know all the prefects and she is NOT one of them, Ron thought, Bloody hell! She looks like oohh no…………Malfoy!
"Hi, Ron," the girl gave him a forced smile.
"Please do not tell me that's you 'Mione," he said more to himself than anyone else.
But the girl did hear and replied anyway, "Well, no not exactly Ron. This isn't Hermione Granger. This is Merloyn Ensis Malfoy. Draco's younger twin sister - what I really look like. I'm still me though, I just look different. I'm so sorry Ron. I really am. But I couldn't keep my old name and looks. I was scared Draco would find out - but looks like he already has."
She sat down and began to stare at the fire that was crackling in front of her. She and Ron were the only two in there for Kaitlyn had left
"I suppose I should explain," she finally said still looking into the fire.
Ron sat next to her and gently squeezed her shoulder. "You don't have to if you don't want to Hermione. I'm sure it can wait."
"But it can't Ron," she said, turning around and looking straight at him. "I don't want to talk about it but it can't wait. Draco knows now and I wouldn't be surprised if father comes storming up here any minute now."
"But c'mon Hermione - Merloyn. Oh, man I'm getting confused. Anyway no offence but you can't be that important to him surely? I mean I never expected him to be the fatherly type."
"He's not Ron but he's also not one to lose a warrior. Ron, I used to be trained to kill people. You think Draco's evil. If I turned out the way they trained me to you'd be thinking he's a saint," she quietly said.
"Now Hermione. Don't exaggerate. The only person that can make Draco Malfoy seem like a saint is You-Know-Who himself"
"Yes, Ron. Voldemort and his original heir," she whispered.
Ron was stunned. "Hermione. Now you're creeping me out. You can't be surely. You wouldn't hurt a fly. Well, maybe the ferret but nothing else!"
"Ron, you don't understand. I told you. That's how I was trained. I'm not like that. But that's how they trained me. I'm better at all three of the Unforgivable curses than all of the Death Eaters put together. I'm better at hand-to-hand combat than Sirius, I could apparate at the age of 6, I..I……I…….m… m… m…m…murd…." She couldn't get herself to say it and instead burst into tears.
"But I had to Ron, I had to get away. Aquilis and I both needed to get away. If Draco helped us it wouldn't have turned out like that. I needed to Ron, I had to, I had, to, I …..had…..to.."
She was now a nervous wreak weeping uncontrollably. Ron did a very un-Ron like thing and pulled her closer to him in a tight hug. He ran his hand over her hair and kissed her forehead.
"I understand if you and Harry never want to see me again. I mean, who needs a monster for a bestfriend? Ron you can go anytime you like. You don't have to do this," Merloyn said still weeping.
"Hermione, Merloyn - you can call yourself anything and look like anyone you like - it' not gonna change anything. I love you. And I will always. You are not a monster. I'm sure you had to so just please calm down," he assured her, planting another kiss on her forehead.
"Thankyou Ron. I can't believe ho understanding you are. No, don't get me wrong but you tend to not have much self esteem when you're a dark lord's rebel heir."
"Exactly. See 'Mione? You're rebelling against him. You're nothing like him just you remember that okay?"
Their faces were so close that they were almost touching. So close, Ron thought, I wonder what she'll do if I kiss her. No Ron, stop thinking like that. You can't. You just can't. Think of other things. Err.. roses - like her l……
By then instinct fulling took over and Ron placed his lips over hers without realizing it.
"Oh, sorry 'Mione. I really didn't mean to. Just forget it happened okay?" he panicked.
You were sooo not meant to do that Weasley, he thought to himself.
"No, not okay Ron. Not okay at all," she replied a grin plastered on her face before pulling his head in for a second kiss.
She's kissing me! he thought, Hermione Granger is actually kissing me! No. Stop taking advantage of her Ron. She's upset she doesn't know what she's doing. What the heck. She's kissing me!
"Hermione!" Ron called as he ran up the stairs to the female Gryffindor dormitories.
"I don't know what you did to her Weasley but I'm not sure you want to go in there. She's a mess," came a voice from behind. It was Kaitlyn Lachovsky
"For once Lachovsky," he said. "It's not my fault. It's Malfoy's. They argued a lot about err… well, apparently they're twins? Anyway if you don't want me to then I won't. Looks like she'll just be coming down. HERMIONE GRANGER YOU ARE COMING DOWN RIGHT NOW!"
He screamed the end and it seemed to have an affect because a teary eyed girl did walk down the marble stairs in front of him. But this particular girl he didn't recognise.
The girl had on Hogwarts robes but she also had long, silver-blonde hair that passed her lower back. She was also quite tall with snake earrings – and quite a flattering body, Ron thought to himself. When she looked at him he saw that her skin was as pale as pale got and her eyes were a silvery- blue. She had a picturesque face even when it was stained with tears.
I know all the prefects and she is NOT one of them, Ron thought, Bloody hell! She looks like oohh no…………Malfoy!
"Hi, Ron," the girl gave him a forced smile.
"Please do not tell me that's you 'Mione," he said more to himself than anyone else.
But the girl did hear and replied anyway, "Well, no not exactly Ron. This isn't Hermione Granger. This is Merloyn Ensis Malfoy. Draco's younger twin sister - what I really look like. I'm still me though, I just look different. I'm so sorry Ron. I really am. But I couldn't keep my old name and looks. I was scared Draco would find out - but looks like he already has."
She sat down and began to stare at the fire that was crackling in front of her. She and Ron were the only two in there for Kaitlyn had left
"I suppose I should explain," she finally said still looking into the fire.
Ron sat next to her and gently squeezed her shoulder. "You don't have to if you don't want to Hermione. I'm sure it can wait."
"But it can't Ron," she said, turning around and looking straight at him. "I don't want to talk about it but it can't wait. Draco knows now and I wouldn't be surprised if father comes storming up here any minute now."
"But c'mon Hermione - Merloyn. Oh, man I'm getting confused. Anyway no offence but you can't be that important to him surely? I mean I never expected him to be the fatherly type."
"He's not Ron but he's also not one to lose a warrior. Ron, I used to be trained to kill people. You think Draco's evil. If I turned out the way they trained me to you'd be thinking he's a saint," she quietly said.
"Now Hermione. Don't exaggerate. The only person that can make Draco Malfoy seem like a saint is You-Know-Who himself"
"Yes, Ron. Voldemort and his original heir," she whispered.
Ron was stunned. "Hermione. Now you're creeping me out. You can't be surely. You wouldn't hurt a fly. Well, maybe the ferret but nothing else!"
"Ron, you don't understand. I told you. That's how I was trained. I'm not like that. But that's how they trained me. I'm better at all three of the Unforgivable curses than all of the Death Eaters put together. I'm better at hand-to-hand combat than Sirius, I could apparate at the age of 6, I..I……I…….m… m… m…m…murd…." She couldn't get herself to say it and instead burst into tears.
"But I had to Ron, I had to get away. Aquilis and I both needed to get away. If Draco helped us it wouldn't have turned out like that. I needed to Ron, I had to, I had, to, I …..had…..to.."
She was now a nervous wreak weeping uncontrollably. Ron did a very un-Ron like thing and pulled her closer to him in a tight hug. He ran his hand over her hair and kissed her forehead.
"I understand if you and Harry never want to see me again. I mean, who needs a monster for a bestfriend? Ron you can go anytime you like. You don't have to do this," Merloyn said still weeping.
"Hermione, Merloyn - you can call yourself anything and look like anyone you like - it' not gonna change anything. I love you. And I will always. You are not a monster. I'm sure you had to so just please calm down," he assured her, planting another kiss on her forehead.
"Thankyou Ron. I can't believe ho understanding you are. No, don't get me wrong but you tend to not have much self esteem when you're a dark lord's rebel heir."
"Exactly. See 'Mione? You're rebelling against him. You're nothing like him just you remember that okay?"
Their faces were so close that they were almost touching. So close, Ron thought, I wonder what she'll do if I kiss her. No Ron, stop thinking like that. You can't. You just can't. Think of other things. Err.. roses - like her l……
By then instinct fulling took over and Ron placed his lips over hers without realizing it.
"Oh, sorry 'Mione. I really didn't mean to. Just forget it happened okay?" he panicked.
You were sooo not meant to do that Weasley, he thought to himself.
"No, not okay Ron. Not okay at all," she replied a grin plastered on her face before pulling his head in for a second kiss.
She's kissing me! he thought, Hermione Granger is actually kissing me! No. Stop taking advantage of her Ron. She's upset she doesn't know what she's doing. What the heck. She's kissing me!