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What do you say when one of your former friends wakes you up four hours
after midnight and says, "Draco almost raped you." ? Well Hermione did not
know that answer to the question, but she knew what she did. She screamed.
"What? What the hell are you talking about!" she yelled at Ginny. Ginny
flinched. "Don't blame me! I was trying to get him off of you..." protested
Ginny. "With what?" challenged Hermione. Ginny muttered something. "What
was that? I can't hear youuu." Hermione cooed. "I threatened to kill him
with my er- toothbrush." said Ginny, blushing to the roots of her hair.
Hermione would've laughed if she didn't yell, "YOU ARE SOOO PATHETIC!"
before storming downstairs. She tried to avoid eyes with Draco, but mostly
everyone in Gryffindor seemed to notice how she slammed her fork into her
food harshly. To her surprise, a note was dropped into her plate. [I]
What's wrong? -Ron and Harry [/I] Hermione was simply furious. She
scribbled back a hurried answer, which was, [I] Wouldn't you like to
know![/I]. She waited and waited until finally a note was dropped back into
plate. [I] We're sorry. We were jerks [/I]. Before she could answer, the
bell rang for Double Potions with the Slytherins. Ron and Harry followed
her, and they were walking side by side, and they were silent until Harry
asked, "What is that big red mark on your neck?"
Draco heard all this. He panicked. He saw Hermione, hesitating to answer. Oh no, he thought. What did he do? He went over there. "C'mon, Granger, I need to talk to you." he grumbled to her, pulling on her arm. Hermione gave him a peircing look. "Get off her Malfoy!" shouted Ron, looking as if he was about to lung on him any minute now. "Watch your words, Weasley." he said, dragging her away. "ITS A HICKEY!" Harry shouted, excitedly. "Excuse me?" Draco and Hermione said in the same time. "Why the heck do you have a- " before they could ask anymore, Draco was dragging her to the pond. "What do you think you're doing! First you kidnap me in the middle of the night-" "You were sleepwalking-" "Next, you give me that mark..." "A hickey as Potty says" "I will kill you-" "I am not afraid of death-" "Why not?" Draco was silent as he sat on the grass. Hermione reluctantly sat next to him, keeping two inches away. "I asked you, why not." said Hermione quietly. "I- well, if your afraid of death, you'll be afraid of life."
"What are you talking about?" asked Hermione. Draco looked at her. They were silent for a moment. "Well, its just that, you would never go anywhere, afraid someone might steal from you, or kill you or something..." he said. Hermione looked at him, the wind swaying her hair in his nose. "Oh.",she said. He looked at her, and Hermione found herself looking into the eyes of pure evil, pale and simple. "You have to take risks, sometimes, Granger. You have to take chances." he said. Next thing Hermione knew, Draco seemed to lean over, their noses were two inches apart. Hermione felt a chill go down her spine. The heat between them was irresistable, it felt as if they were frozen in terror..in lust.
* Watch out! He'll charm you. Smoother than the L.A. weather, that's how he holds himself together He's colder than the winter, I wrap my coat around together Cataract, it's charm attack that leaves me hungry well, I'm no savior, but I tried to save you Ooh.. my.. love It's raging high inside*
Draco heard all this. He panicked. He saw Hermione, hesitating to answer. Oh no, he thought. What did he do? He went over there. "C'mon, Granger, I need to talk to you." he grumbled to her, pulling on her arm. Hermione gave him a peircing look. "Get off her Malfoy!" shouted Ron, looking as if he was about to lung on him any minute now. "Watch your words, Weasley." he said, dragging her away. "ITS A HICKEY!" Harry shouted, excitedly. "Excuse me?" Draco and Hermione said in the same time. "Why the heck do you have a- " before they could ask anymore, Draco was dragging her to the pond. "What do you think you're doing! First you kidnap me in the middle of the night-" "You were sleepwalking-" "Next, you give me that mark..." "A hickey as Potty says" "I will kill you-" "I am not afraid of death-" "Why not?" Draco was silent as he sat on the grass. Hermione reluctantly sat next to him, keeping two inches away. "I asked you, why not." said Hermione quietly. "I- well, if your afraid of death, you'll be afraid of life."
"What are you talking about?" asked Hermione. Draco looked at her. They were silent for a moment. "Well, its just that, you would never go anywhere, afraid someone might steal from you, or kill you or something..." he said. Hermione looked at him, the wind swaying her hair in his nose. "Oh.",she said. He looked at her, and Hermione found herself looking into the eyes of pure evil, pale and simple. "You have to take risks, sometimes, Granger. You have to take chances." he said. Next thing Hermione knew, Draco seemed to lean over, their noses were two inches apart. Hermione felt a chill go down her spine. The heat between them was irresistable, it felt as if they were frozen in terror..in lust.
* Watch out! He'll charm you. Smoother than the L.A. weather, that's how he holds himself together He's colder than the winter, I wrap my coat around together Cataract, it's charm attack that leaves me hungry well, I'm no savior, but I tried to save you Ooh.. my.. love It's raging high inside*