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At breakfast, Dumbledore said that Hermione didnt have to sit at the Gryffindor table. He said that she could sit with Draco, if she felt more safe with him of course. She agreed, and Draco and Hermione sat down at the Slytherin table. At first, the whole table of Slytherins were looking at them strangely because Hermione was sitting there. They just assumed that because of what happened, she could sit there. Yes, everyone in the school knew what happened to Hermione.
'Hermione, why arent you eating?' Draco asked as he shoved those eggs into his mouth, chewing them. and caressing her face. She looked at him sorrowfully.
'Im just not hungry, Draco,' she said as she looked down at her plate; pushing the food around with her fork. Draco frowned, and put his arm around her back. She kept looking at where Harry was sitting, over at the Gryffindor table. He had now joined breakfast, although with a very black eye. He was stumbling. She remembered the previous year.
*Flashback*
Hermione sitting next to Harry at the Gryffindor table, Harrys arm around Hermiones waist. Hermione was facing Harry, and her hands were around his neck.
'I love you, baby,' Harry said, as he leaned in to kiss Hermione deeply. She respnded, and her hands moved to his back.
Harry pulled away, letting his hands go around her waist up to her back.
'Harry, I love you,' Hermione said, looking into his dark, mysterious emerald eyes. They shimmered.
'And forever I shall love you. Till death do us part,' Harry whispered, leaning to kiss her deeply once again.
*End Flashback*
A tear silently fell down Hermiones cheek. She sniffed, wiping her tear off her face. Draco saw her looking at Harry, and he got angry.
'Dont let him get to you. The worst is over,' Draco said softly as Hermione looked up at him.
'It was like we were married. Like the perfect couple. Everyone knew about Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. He acted like we were married; like we were always going to be together,' Hermione said, looking away. 'Its like he still thinks we are.'
Draco angrily looked at Harry.
'Come on, lets get out of here,' Draco took Hermiones hand and they ran out of the Great Hall. Draco led Hermione up to Gryffindor. She stopped when she realized where they were going.
'Draco, why are we here?!' Hermione cried. Draco shhhed her.
'Im going to give Harry a little piece of my mind,' Draco said as he led her up through Gryffindor, to Harrys own dorm. Hermione wanted him to stop, but she had half a mind just to let Draco do whatever he wanted to Harry or his things.
Draco kicked open the door, and stormed inside. Hermione silently followed, and she watched as Draco started to rip apart Harrys room. He dumped the trash bin all over Harrys bed, and then ripped the covers from it, tearing them into shreads. He kicked Harrys dresser, making marks in the wood. He tore the drawers out, along with all the clothing, and scattered them. Draco found Harrys collection of knifes under his bed. He grabbed them, and broke each one in half. He saved one last knife of Harrys, and put it carefully in his robe. Draco grabbed Hermiones hand then, and they ran out of Gryffindor. By that time, it was already time for class to begin.
Their first class was Potions, which they had to run to be on time to. Inside, Snape had already started teaching the class, even though they werent at all late. When they came into the room, they were out of breath from running. Snape gave them a peculiar look, and tuned around and started to get something from his desk. Draco took a seat next to Hermione, who was next to Ron. On the other side of Ron, sat Harry. Harry didnt even seem to notice that they were even there. Draco gave Harry a bad look.
'Well, I know I gave you all homework over the weekend. But, I dont feel especially well today, and I could care less if you did it,' Snape giggled. Draco gave Hermione an odd look, and she started to giggle herself under her breath. Draco smiled. He was so happy that she could laugh again.
'In fact, in honor of my being sick today, you all dont have to do anything in class. Hmm, I need to go see Madame Pomfrey about some medication, so....um...behave,' Snape frolicked out of the class, his arm infront of his face. His strange robe was swishing around seductively. Draco stared, then looked Hermione looked at him and he snapped back into reality.
'What was wrong with him?' Draco asked, looking very confused.
'Maybe he got sick because he looked at you,' Ron giggled. Draco shot him the Look. Draco sat up straight, and eyed Harry. Harry seemed to be humming something. Draco listened closer, and he realized that Harry was humming the tune to that rock song Gustof was listening to the other night, on his Muggle headphones.
Ron apparently noticed this too, and nudged Harrys shoulder.
'Shut up, Harry!' Ron whined. Harry abruptly turned to Ron and punched him in the face. As Ron fell back, everyone either stood up to see, or looked at Ron on the floor, wincing in pain. Harry stood as well, and everyone was silent. Draco stood, and faced Harry. Hermione just sat, looking up at the two, her mouth hanging open. It was Harry who took the first lunge, knocking Draco to the floor. Draco got up, picked Harry up from the floor, and slammed his body into the stone wall as hard as he could. Everyone could hear a crack of bone, as Harrys head hit the wall. They watched his body slide down, leaving a trail of red blood from the gash in Harrys skull.
For a moment, they all just stood there, watching, waiting for Harry to wake up.
He didnt stirr.
At breakfast, Dumbledore said that Hermione didnt have to sit at the Gryffindor table. He said that she could sit with Draco, if she felt more safe with him of course. She agreed, and Draco and Hermione sat down at the Slytherin table. At first, the whole table of Slytherins were looking at them strangely because Hermione was sitting there. They just assumed that because of what happened, she could sit there. Yes, everyone in the school knew what happened to Hermione.
'Hermione, why arent you eating?' Draco asked as he shoved those eggs into his mouth, chewing them. and caressing her face. She looked at him sorrowfully.
'Im just not hungry, Draco,' she said as she looked down at her plate; pushing the food around with her fork. Draco frowned, and put his arm around her back. She kept looking at where Harry was sitting, over at the Gryffindor table. He had now joined breakfast, although with a very black eye. He was stumbling. She remembered the previous year.
*Flashback*
Hermione sitting next to Harry at the Gryffindor table, Harrys arm around Hermiones waist. Hermione was facing Harry, and her hands were around his neck.
'I love you, baby,' Harry said, as he leaned in to kiss Hermione deeply. She respnded, and her hands moved to his back.
Harry pulled away, letting his hands go around her waist up to her back.
'Harry, I love you,' Hermione said, looking into his dark, mysterious emerald eyes. They shimmered.
'And forever I shall love you. Till death do us part,' Harry whispered, leaning to kiss her deeply once again.
*End Flashback*
A tear silently fell down Hermiones cheek. She sniffed, wiping her tear off her face. Draco saw her looking at Harry, and he got angry.
'Dont let him get to you. The worst is over,' Draco said softly as Hermione looked up at him.
'It was like we were married. Like the perfect couple. Everyone knew about Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. He acted like we were married; like we were always going to be together,' Hermione said, looking away. 'Its like he still thinks we are.'
Draco angrily looked at Harry.
'Come on, lets get out of here,' Draco took Hermiones hand and they ran out of the Great Hall. Draco led Hermione up to Gryffindor. She stopped when she realized where they were going.
'Draco, why are we here?!' Hermione cried. Draco shhhed her.
'Im going to give Harry a little piece of my mind,' Draco said as he led her up through Gryffindor, to Harrys own dorm. Hermione wanted him to stop, but she had half a mind just to let Draco do whatever he wanted to Harry or his things.
Draco kicked open the door, and stormed inside. Hermione silently followed, and she watched as Draco started to rip apart Harrys room. He dumped the trash bin all over Harrys bed, and then ripped the covers from it, tearing them into shreads. He kicked Harrys dresser, making marks in the wood. He tore the drawers out, along with all the clothing, and scattered them. Draco found Harrys collection of knifes under his bed. He grabbed them, and broke each one in half. He saved one last knife of Harrys, and put it carefully in his robe. Draco grabbed Hermiones hand then, and they ran out of Gryffindor. By that time, it was already time for class to begin.
Their first class was Potions, which they had to run to be on time to. Inside, Snape had already started teaching the class, even though they werent at all late. When they came into the room, they were out of breath from running. Snape gave them a peculiar look, and tuned around and started to get something from his desk. Draco took a seat next to Hermione, who was next to Ron. On the other side of Ron, sat Harry. Harry didnt even seem to notice that they were even there. Draco gave Harry a bad look.
'Well, I know I gave you all homework over the weekend. But, I dont feel especially well today, and I could care less if you did it,' Snape giggled. Draco gave Hermione an odd look, and she started to giggle herself under her breath. Draco smiled. He was so happy that she could laugh again.
'In fact, in honor of my being sick today, you all dont have to do anything in class. Hmm, I need to go see Madame Pomfrey about some medication, so....um...behave,' Snape frolicked out of the class, his arm infront of his face. His strange robe was swishing around seductively. Draco stared, then looked Hermione looked at him and he snapped back into reality.
'What was wrong with him?' Draco asked, looking very confused.
'Maybe he got sick because he looked at you,' Ron giggled. Draco shot him the Look. Draco sat up straight, and eyed Harry. Harry seemed to be humming something. Draco listened closer, and he realized that Harry was humming the tune to that rock song Gustof was listening to the other night, on his Muggle headphones.
Ron apparently noticed this too, and nudged Harrys shoulder.
'Shut up, Harry!' Ron whined. Harry abruptly turned to Ron and punched him in the face. As Ron fell back, everyone either stood up to see, or looked at Ron on the floor, wincing in pain. Harry stood as well, and everyone was silent. Draco stood, and faced Harry. Hermione just sat, looking up at the two, her mouth hanging open. It was Harry who took the first lunge, knocking Draco to the floor. Draco got up, picked Harry up from the floor, and slammed his body into the stone wall as hard as he could. Everyone could hear a crack of bone, as Harrys head hit the wall. They watched his body slide down, leaving a trail of red blood from the gash in Harrys skull.
For a moment, they all just stood there, watching, waiting for Harry to wake up.
He didnt stirr.