Chapter 5 - Ron hit you?
Just when Draco thought it could get no worse, it did. Draco may have been Snape's prized pupil, but that didn't change the fact that Snape was sadistic. Besides, in his mind, it was his responsibility to make sure that Draco turned to the light side. Snape knew what it was like to be a confused boy hoping to gain power no matter what it took. He also knew that all it took was one girl to put a boy back on the right track
So that is why Snape gave both Draco and Hermione detentions for being out of their common rooms at night. They were given a week of detention for a week, after Hermione recovered. Draco didn't even protest, for he knew that Snape would give them more detentions. `Just bloody great, not only do I break Hermione's arm, but I get her a week of detentions with Snape as well. She's really going to hate me now,' Draco thought.
When Draco made it to the infirmary Madam Pomfrey rushed over immediately and told Draco to put Hermione on one of the beds. After examining her, Madam Pomfrey confirmed Draco's suspicions by saying that Hermione's arm was indeed broken. And while all she needed was a simple spell to fix the bone the nurse still wanted Hermione to stay the night, on account of her pale skin and still being knocked out. Draco wanted to stay with her, but the nurse wouldn't hear of it and said that he could visit tomorrow morning before classes. If Hermione was better she would be released.
That night was a long one for Draco. He knew Harry and Ron would blame him for Hermione's fall, which would tear him even farther away from Hermione when she fired him. Draco even blamed himself for her fall and was sure that he would be fired, with good reason. 'How could I be so stupid? I knew that she didn't want to fly and yet I still made her. I am so selfish. All I wanted was for her to be close and have her arms around me.' Draco cursed himself for being such a git.
Draco dreamed that night that Hermione had fallen off the broom and Harry, always the hero, had caught her. They had walked off hand in hand leaving Draco behind with a broken heart and a broomstick.
Draco woke up feeling worse than he ever had in his life. He decided two things while sitting in bed. He was going to quit Quidditch and he was going to beg Hermione for forgiveness. Draco could never forgive himself if Hermione didn't. And his dreams had made him realize that he would always be second best next to Harry. Harry would always be the one to save the day, catch the Snitch, solve the mystery. Why should Draco bother if he was never going to be number one? He knew that Malfoys didn't give up, but what was the point to fighting a losing battle?
Draco got dressed and went down to the common room and found Blaise Zabini (the new captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team) and told her that he was quitting the team. She didn't take it very well, so Draco just left her standing there.
He then went to the Great Hall for a piece of toast before going to see Hermione. Little did he know that he would have a hard time *seeing* her. When Draco got to the Great Hall he heard his name being called. By Harry. 'Lets get this over with,' Draco thought. He made his way over to the Gryffindor table.
"What happened to Hermione?" Harry asked.
"She fell off the broom," Draco explained.
"Just be a little more careful next time," Harry said. 'Next time?' Draco's mind screamed excitedly. 'Harry seems to think there'll be a next time!' Draco let himself hope for a moment before shutting it out.
"I will," Draco said and started to walk away. He failed to see Ron getting up to reach from some jam a few feet to his left and Draco tripped over him, smashing his face into the corner of the table. (A/N- I couldn't bring myself to have Ron really beat Draco up, so this will have to do)
Draco could feel the bruise already forming at his eye. He had to keep it shut to keep it from hurting more than it already did. He pulled himself up from the floor and looked around the Great Hall with his good eye. The entire room was laughing at him, with the exception of Ron, Harry, and a few first and second years that were afraid of him. Even Crabbe and Goyle were laughing; they had disowned him after he had started spending time with Hermione, or "the Mudblood" as they called her.
Draco left the Great Hall without his toast and headed to the infirmary. When he got there he went directly to Hermione's bed. She was awake and propped up, reading a book. When she saw Draco she gasped. "How did you get a black eye?" she asked before he had a chance to see how she was going.
"I didn't see Ron there, and-"
"Ron hit you!? I'm going to have a talk with him!" Hermione said, cutting Draco off. She was so loud Madam Pomfrey walked over to see what all the commotion was about.
"What happened to you Mr. Malfoy?" she asked, examining his eye.
"Like I was telling Hermione, I *tripped* over Ron Weasley and hit the table in the Great Hall."
"Oh," was Hermione's reply. She felt bad accusing he best friend of hitting Draco.
"Can you do anything for it?" Draco asked.
"I can make the swelling go down, but I can't get rid of the black eye itself. I'm sorry." Madam Pomfrey waved her wand and Draco was able to open his eye again, but it still hurt a bit.
"Is Hermione allowed to leave?" Draco asked.
"Yes, I believe she is all better. Will you bring her to her common room for me?"
"Of course." Hermione got out of bed and Draco understood why they were going to the Gryffindor tower, she was now wearing pajamas. She grabbed her cloak and clothes from her beside table and thanked the nurse. Then Draco and Hermione started walking towards the Gryffindor tower. Hermione was thankful that if was still breakfast and that no one was in the corridors. As it was she was already embarrassed to be in her pajamas in front of Draco.
"I'll understand when you fire me, but I'd really like your forgiveness," Draco said, surprising Hermione.
"Fire you? You mean from being my tutor? Why would I do such a thing?" Hermione asked, not understanding what he meant.
"It's my fault that you broke your arm. I shouldn't have made you fly. I just thought…"
"First of all, it's not your fault. You didn't make me fly, I had a choice, and I had a great time. When I woke up in the infirmary my arm was fine, so no real harm was done."
"It was my fault," Draco insisted. "Do you forgive me?"
Hermione knew that she couldn't change Draco's mind, so she just said, "Of course."
"Thanks." Hermione realized how close to Draco she was. She could feel the warmth of his body on her arm. Taking advantage of the fact that they were all alone Hermione said to Draco, "I feel a little faint, it must be the medicine I was given to keep the pain away."
"Do you want me to take you back to the nurse?"
"No, I just need a little help walking to the tower." Hermione leaned on Draco and he instinctively put his arm around her waist, supporting some of her weight. Hermione smiled to herself. She could get used to this.
"This might not be the best time to say this," Draco started. "But we have detention with Snape starting tonight."
"Okay," Hermione. She could handle one detention from Snape.
"For a week," Draco continued.
"Just bloody great. And I was even starting to get better at Spanish. A week of detentions isn't going to help me much."
"Maybe I can work it so I can help you during detention. I'll talk to Snape."
"Okay," Hermione said thankfully. Draco was relived that Hermione didn't seem mad about the detentions. But he knew that might change when they actually had the detentions.
They walked for a few more minutes and found themselves in front of the Fat Lady. "Do you think you could wait in the common room while I get changed?" Hermione asked.
"Sure."
They entered the common room and Hermione walked up the stairs to her dorm and got changed as quickly as possible, because she didn't want to be late for her first class. Draco waited for her and thought excitedly about the fact that she wasn't going to fire him. Dennis Creevey came in and started talking to Draco about him quitting the Quidditch team. 'News sure does travel fast,' thought Draco. Draco didn't mind Dennis, because he and his brother seemed to annoy Harry a lot. That put then in Draco's good book. 'Harry didn't laugh at you today. You have to remember that. Soon you might have to become friends with him, seeing as everyone else is disowning me,' Draco thought miserably. They talked for five or ten minutes and didn't notice that Hermione had changed and came down.
"You quit Quidditch?" Hermione ask angrily. Dennis took his cue and left Draco to fend for himself.
"Yeah," Draco said, as if it didn't matter as much as it really did.
"Does this have anything to do with me?"
"A little, you see-" Hermione didn't let him finish.
"I want you to be back on the team by tonight. I'm not going to be the reason Slytherin has no Seeker. That's just what I need, the guilt that you quit the team because of me." And with that, Hermione stormed out of the common room. 'Just bloody great,' thought Draco, getting up to go to his first class. Then he realized that he had quoted Hermione and he sighed, because he couldn't help the smile that was on his lips.
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A/N- Thanks a million to clumsygirl2456, S-Star, Queen Li, Tracy, DragonFly-and-Farie-of-Da, Irish Lass, Jen Drake, queen of the clarinets and hedwig7up for reviewing! Tell me if I forgot anyone. I'me so sorry that it took so long to update and that this is such a lame chapter. I'll try harder on the next chapter. Maybe to spice things up I'll have Snape in a pink bathrobe next chapter. And like I said above, I couldn't have Ron beat up Draco, I would just feel too bad. Happy Readings and Good Day! ~Kori
Just when Draco thought it could get no worse, it did. Draco may have been Snape's prized pupil, but that didn't change the fact that Snape was sadistic. Besides, in his mind, it was his responsibility to make sure that Draco turned to the light side. Snape knew what it was like to be a confused boy hoping to gain power no matter what it took. He also knew that all it took was one girl to put a boy back on the right track
So that is why Snape gave both Draco and Hermione detentions for being out of their common rooms at night. They were given a week of detention for a week, after Hermione recovered. Draco didn't even protest, for he knew that Snape would give them more detentions. `Just bloody great, not only do I break Hermione's arm, but I get her a week of detentions with Snape as well. She's really going to hate me now,' Draco thought.
When Draco made it to the infirmary Madam Pomfrey rushed over immediately and told Draco to put Hermione on one of the beds. After examining her, Madam Pomfrey confirmed Draco's suspicions by saying that Hermione's arm was indeed broken. And while all she needed was a simple spell to fix the bone the nurse still wanted Hermione to stay the night, on account of her pale skin and still being knocked out. Draco wanted to stay with her, but the nurse wouldn't hear of it and said that he could visit tomorrow morning before classes. If Hermione was better she would be released.
That night was a long one for Draco. He knew Harry and Ron would blame him for Hermione's fall, which would tear him even farther away from Hermione when she fired him. Draco even blamed himself for her fall and was sure that he would be fired, with good reason. 'How could I be so stupid? I knew that she didn't want to fly and yet I still made her. I am so selfish. All I wanted was for her to be close and have her arms around me.' Draco cursed himself for being such a git.
Draco dreamed that night that Hermione had fallen off the broom and Harry, always the hero, had caught her. They had walked off hand in hand leaving Draco behind with a broken heart and a broomstick.
Draco woke up feeling worse than he ever had in his life. He decided two things while sitting in bed. He was going to quit Quidditch and he was going to beg Hermione for forgiveness. Draco could never forgive himself if Hermione didn't. And his dreams had made him realize that he would always be second best next to Harry. Harry would always be the one to save the day, catch the Snitch, solve the mystery. Why should Draco bother if he was never going to be number one? He knew that Malfoys didn't give up, but what was the point to fighting a losing battle?
Draco got dressed and went down to the common room and found Blaise Zabini (the new captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team) and told her that he was quitting the team. She didn't take it very well, so Draco just left her standing there.
He then went to the Great Hall for a piece of toast before going to see Hermione. Little did he know that he would have a hard time *seeing* her. When Draco got to the Great Hall he heard his name being called. By Harry. 'Lets get this over with,' Draco thought. He made his way over to the Gryffindor table.
"What happened to Hermione?" Harry asked.
"She fell off the broom," Draco explained.
"Just be a little more careful next time," Harry said. 'Next time?' Draco's mind screamed excitedly. 'Harry seems to think there'll be a next time!' Draco let himself hope for a moment before shutting it out.
"I will," Draco said and started to walk away. He failed to see Ron getting up to reach from some jam a few feet to his left and Draco tripped over him, smashing his face into the corner of the table. (A/N- I couldn't bring myself to have Ron really beat Draco up, so this will have to do)
Draco could feel the bruise already forming at his eye. He had to keep it shut to keep it from hurting more than it already did. He pulled himself up from the floor and looked around the Great Hall with his good eye. The entire room was laughing at him, with the exception of Ron, Harry, and a few first and second years that were afraid of him. Even Crabbe and Goyle were laughing; they had disowned him after he had started spending time with Hermione, or "the Mudblood" as they called her.
Draco left the Great Hall without his toast and headed to the infirmary. When he got there he went directly to Hermione's bed. She was awake and propped up, reading a book. When she saw Draco she gasped. "How did you get a black eye?" she asked before he had a chance to see how she was going.
"I didn't see Ron there, and-"
"Ron hit you!? I'm going to have a talk with him!" Hermione said, cutting Draco off. She was so loud Madam Pomfrey walked over to see what all the commotion was about.
"What happened to you Mr. Malfoy?" she asked, examining his eye.
"Like I was telling Hermione, I *tripped* over Ron Weasley and hit the table in the Great Hall."
"Oh," was Hermione's reply. She felt bad accusing he best friend of hitting Draco.
"Can you do anything for it?" Draco asked.
"I can make the swelling go down, but I can't get rid of the black eye itself. I'm sorry." Madam Pomfrey waved her wand and Draco was able to open his eye again, but it still hurt a bit.
"Is Hermione allowed to leave?" Draco asked.
"Yes, I believe she is all better. Will you bring her to her common room for me?"
"Of course." Hermione got out of bed and Draco understood why they were going to the Gryffindor tower, she was now wearing pajamas. She grabbed her cloak and clothes from her beside table and thanked the nurse. Then Draco and Hermione started walking towards the Gryffindor tower. Hermione was thankful that if was still breakfast and that no one was in the corridors. As it was she was already embarrassed to be in her pajamas in front of Draco.
"I'll understand when you fire me, but I'd really like your forgiveness," Draco said, surprising Hermione.
"Fire you? You mean from being my tutor? Why would I do such a thing?" Hermione asked, not understanding what he meant.
"It's my fault that you broke your arm. I shouldn't have made you fly. I just thought…"
"First of all, it's not your fault. You didn't make me fly, I had a choice, and I had a great time. When I woke up in the infirmary my arm was fine, so no real harm was done."
"It was my fault," Draco insisted. "Do you forgive me?"
Hermione knew that she couldn't change Draco's mind, so she just said, "Of course."
"Thanks." Hermione realized how close to Draco she was. She could feel the warmth of his body on her arm. Taking advantage of the fact that they were all alone Hermione said to Draco, "I feel a little faint, it must be the medicine I was given to keep the pain away."
"Do you want me to take you back to the nurse?"
"No, I just need a little help walking to the tower." Hermione leaned on Draco and he instinctively put his arm around her waist, supporting some of her weight. Hermione smiled to herself. She could get used to this.
"This might not be the best time to say this," Draco started. "But we have detention with Snape starting tonight."
"Okay," Hermione. She could handle one detention from Snape.
"For a week," Draco continued.
"Just bloody great. And I was even starting to get better at Spanish. A week of detentions isn't going to help me much."
"Maybe I can work it so I can help you during detention. I'll talk to Snape."
"Okay," Hermione said thankfully. Draco was relived that Hermione didn't seem mad about the detentions. But he knew that might change when they actually had the detentions.
They walked for a few more minutes and found themselves in front of the Fat Lady. "Do you think you could wait in the common room while I get changed?" Hermione asked.
"Sure."
They entered the common room and Hermione walked up the stairs to her dorm and got changed as quickly as possible, because she didn't want to be late for her first class. Draco waited for her and thought excitedly about the fact that she wasn't going to fire him. Dennis Creevey came in and started talking to Draco about him quitting the Quidditch team. 'News sure does travel fast,' thought Draco. Draco didn't mind Dennis, because he and his brother seemed to annoy Harry a lot. That put then in Draco's good book. 'Harry didn't laugh at you today. You have to remember that. Soon you might have to become friends with him, seeing as everyone else is disowning me,' Draco thought miserably. They talked for five or ten minutes and didn't notice that Hermione had changed and came down.
"You quit Quidditch?" Hermione ask angrily. Dennis took his cue and left Draco to fend for himself.
"Yeah," Draco said, as if it didn't matter as much as it really did.
"Does this have anything to do with me?"
"A little, you see-" Hermione didn't let him finish.
"I want you to be back on the team by tonight. I'm not going to be the reason Slytherin has no Seeker. That's just what I need, the guilt that you quit the team because of me." And with that, Hermione stormed out of the common room. 'Just bloody great,' thought Draco, getting up to go to his first class. Then he realized that he had quoted Hermione and he sighed, because he couldn't help the smile that was on his lips.
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A/N- Thanks a million to clumsygirl2456, S-Star, Queen Li, Tracy, DragonFly-and-Farie-of-Da, Irish Lass, Jen Drake, queen of the clarinets and hedwig7up for reviewing! Tell me if I forgot anyone. I'me so sorry that it took so long to update and that this is such a lame chapter. I'll try harder on the next chapter. Maybe to spice things up I'll have Snape in a pink bathrobe next chapter. And like I said above, I couldn't have Ron beat up Draco, I would just feel too bad. Happy Readings and Good Day! ~Kori
