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Chapter 6
A week had gone by since that first kiss, and Draco and Hermione were to be seen everywhere. There was hardly ever a minute that they spent away from each other. Everyone knew they were together, even the teachers. It started off a bit shaky, as most people didn't really want to accept that they were going out with each other. Everyone either thought that Ron and Hermione should still be together or that Draco should not be wasting his time on some stupid mud-blood.
Ron was probably the least happiest with the situation. He couldn't believe what had happened. He had left Hermione, but he hadn't expected her to date someone else so quickly… and it was Malfoy. Malfoy, their enemy, the one person Hermione really hated… The person who had made fun of Hermioine constantly for the past 6 years. The person who hurt someone every time he opened up his mouth. Ron was furious. He knew Hermione couldn't be in love with that git… She just couldn't be.
She was doing it to annoy him… to piss him off. And it had worked. So what? She proved he still had feelings for her, and that he didn't want her be with anyone else. Now it should be over. She made her point, over and over again. He wanted her to just break up with him now and say "I told you so," but that wasn't happening. She just continued to walk around with Malfoy, holding his hand or even kissing him. But there was someone who was even worse than Hermione… Harry.
Harry didn't care. He admitted he didn't like that it was Malfoy, but he said that if Malfoy made Hermione happy, then fine. How could he say that? And apparently, Harry had helped them get together. His best friend helped his ex-girlfriend find a new boyfriend. A boyfriend that his so-called best friend knew he hated. How could Harry betray his friendship like that? He loved Hermione… Harry knew he did. And he helped Malfoy take her further away from him. He'd even seen Harry and Malfoy talking civilly to each other a few times.
Well… he'll show them both… Hermione and Harry. He didn't need them… After all, all they do is abandon you for your enemies. He was going to get Hermione back, whether she liked it or not. But first he needed allies… Who else was extremely unhappy about Hermione and Malfoy… he needed someone with connections… And then he realised who he needed to ask for help. It was so obvious.
Crabbe and Goyle.
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Crabbe and Goyle sat on the couches in the Slytherin common room, not even speaking to each other. Neither of them said anything, they had nothing to say after all. Malfoy was the one who always talked, but lately he just hung around with that know-it-all mud-blood, Granger. He hadn't even apologized about it, he just left them for her. But they figured they'd forgive him after he'd had his fun. Even they had to admit that she was hot… He just wanted to show her that he could have her if he wanted to. That must be what it was, why else would he be with her?
Just as Crabbe was about to suggest a game of exploding snap, a tiny owl flew through a window and landed in front of him. He picked it up an untied the note from the owl's leg. The owl hooted and nibbled on his finger (quite hard really) and flew away again. Crabbe looked at the envelope. It was addressed "To Crabbe and Goyle (but mostly Crabbe because I'm positive you can read.)" He didn't recognize the writing. He opened the letter and read it allowed to Goyle.
"Hello… This is Ron… Weasley. I know. I hate you too… But desperate times call for desperate measures. Okay I'll translate for you: We need to do something about our current problem. Hermione is dating Malfoy… and Malfoy is dating Hermione. You can not possibly be okay with that. Your best friend (or ally at the very least) has betrayed you for a girl that you don't even like, that he pretended to hate. We need to do something, and I knew you wouldn't know what to do, so I created a plan. But I can't do the plan, it just won't work. I need your help. Meet me in the library, ASAP…"
"Weasley… wants our help?" Goyle grunted in a confused voice, "Why should we help him?"
"Because if we help him, it helps us to, we get Malfoy back!" Crabbe explained as patiently as he could, "You idiot…" Then he sighed. He really did miss Malfoy. He wasn't saying he was extremely bright, but Goyle was even dumber than he was.
"Duh… alright then. We should go to the library, eh?" Goyle asked.
"Yes… you remember where it is?" Crabbe asked again.
"No.. but we'll find it. Let's go."
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"Okay, Crabbe, if you told your dad about Hermione and Malfoy would he tell Malfoy's dad?" Ron asked, realising that Goyle was completely useless, but at least he could communicate with Crabbe.
"Definitely, in fact he'd probably tell him right away… call him up that instant, ya know?" Crabbe answered, "But what as that got to do with anything."
"I'm pretty sure that Lucius would not like having his son dating a muggle-born… whether or not he was in love with her," Ron said, hoping he wouldn't have to explain it any more thoroughly.
"I get it! He'll stop whatever is going on between them, for sure!" Crabbe exclaimed, while Goyle still looked extremely confused.
"Alright… you tell your dad. Send him an owl, as soon as you can."
"Okay Weasley… Thanks for helping us out."
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Lucius Malfoy strolled through the halls a bit quicker than he normally would. He was an unusual sight in the school, but the teachers had already been informed that he was coming and most of them had realized why he was coming. His son… had done something horribly wrong. He could not believe, that after everything he had taught Draco, after everything they had discussed… He had started dating a filthy mud-blood. That's all she was… and he didn't care about this stupid crush, Draco would end his -- relationship, if you could call it that, with the girl.
He entered the empty common room, as it was very early, and stomped up to Draco's room. A few heads popped out of their doors, but after seeing who it was just went straight back to bed. The Slytherins had been expecting to see Lucius Malfoy sometime soon. He opened Draco's curtains and pulled him out of bed.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" he screamed at the boy.
"Sleeping?" Malfoy replied stupidly, not even realizing who it was, "Oh my god… Dad! What are you doing here?"
"Stopping something that has been going on that is extremely wrong," he spat out, "A mud-blood, you've been seeing a mud-blood? Even if she is gorgeous… Mud-bloods aren't even good enough for you to have your way with and then leave… It's wrong… you know I don't accept your socializing with that kind."
"I know… I'm sorry." Draco apologized, looking down, then to the side. He wanted to look anywhere but at his father.
"Good. You'll be ending it then. You promise to me that you'll end it, right now!" he demanded. Malfoy just nodded… Well his relationship was over… or was it? They just had to hide it, that's all… How hard could it be?
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"YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?!?!" Hermione screamed at Malfoy. She was stunned, she couldn't even believe the words had left his mouth. "You want me to be your SECRET girlfriend. You're that ashamed of me?"
"No it's just… my father," he tried to explain, "he doesn't… accept… he won't… oh god. You know what I mean! My father won't let it happen, and he has connections here. He'd find out. He'd kill me!"
"No he wouldn't. Why don't you stop being such a big scardy cat and actually do something!" Hermione said, completely not understanding him, "Just tell him you are with me, and that's that. Tell him you won't take no for an answer. Well that is, if you want me. I'm either yours out in the open, or not yours at all. Take your pick!"
"Fine.. I'll go talk to him." Malfoy said, as he walked away. He walked to the owlery and sent his father a letter saying that they needed to meet.
Thank you loads and loads for your reviews, and REVIEW SOME MORE! Cuz it makes me feel good about myself… lol. Sad but true.
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Chapter 6
A week had gone by since that first kiss, and Draco and Hermione were to be seen everywhere. There was hardly ever a minute that they spent away from each other. Everyone knew they were together, even the teachers. It started off a bit shaky, as most people didn't really want to accept that they were going out with each other. Everyone either thought that Ron and Hermione should still be together or that Draco should not be wasting his time on some stupid mud-blood.
Ron was probably the least happiest with the situation. He couldn't believe what had happened. He had left Hermione, but he hadn't expected her to date someone else so quickly… and it was Malfoy. Malfoy, their enemy, the one person Hermione really hated… The person who had made fun of Hermioine constantly for the past 6 years. The person who hurt someone every time he opened up his mouth. Ron was furious. He knew Hermione couldn't be in love with that git… She just couldn't be.
She was doing it to annoy him… to piss him off. And it had worked. So what? She proved he still had feelings for her, and that he didn't want her be with anyone else. Now it should be over. She made her point, over and over again. He wanted her to just break up with him now and say "I told you so," but that wasn't happening. She just continued to walk around with Malfoy, holding his hand or even kissing him. But there was someone who was even worse than Hermione… Harry.
Harry didn't care. He admitted he didn't like that it was Malfoy, but he said that if Malfoy made Hermione happy, then fine. How could he say that? And apparently, Harry had helped them get together. His best friend helped his ex-girlfriend find a new boyfriend. A boyfriend that his so-called best friend knew he hated. How could Harry betray his friendship like that? He loved Hermione… Harry knew he did. And he helped Malfoy take her further away from him. He'd even seen Harry and Malfoy talking civilly to each other a few times.
Well… he'll show them both… Hermione and Harry. He didn't need them… After all, all they do is abandon you for your enemies. He was going to get Hermione back, whether she liked it or not. But first he needed allies… Who else was extremely unhappy about Hermione and Malfoy… he needed someone with connections… And then he realised who he needed to ask for help. It was so obvious.
Crabbe and Goyle.
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Crabbe and Goyle sat on the couches in the Slytherin common room, not even speaking to each other. Neither of them said anything, they had nothing to say after all. Malfoy was the one who always talked, but lately he just hung around with that know-it-all mud-blood, Granger. He hadn't even apologized about it, he just left them for her. But they figured they'd forgive him after he'd had his fun. Even they had to admit that she was hot… He just wanted to show her that he could have her if he wanted to. That must be what it was, why else would he be with her?
Just as Crabbe was about to suggest a game of exploding snap, a tiny owl flew through a window and landed in front of him. He picked it up an untied the note from the owl's leg. The owl hooted and nibbled on his finger (quite hard really) and flew away again. Crabbe looked at the envelope. It was addressed "To Crabbe and Goyle (but mostly Crabbe because I'm positive you can read.)" He didn't recognize the writing. He opened the letter and read it allowed to Goyle.
"Hello… This is Ron… Weasley. I know. I hate you too… But desperate times call for desperate measures. Okay I'll translate for you: We need to do something about our current problem. Hermione is dating Malfoy… and Malfoy is dating Hermione. You can not possibly be okay with that. Your best friend (or ally at the very least) has betrayed you for a girl that you don't even like, that he pretended to hate. We need to do something, and I knew you wouldn't know what to do, so I created a plan. But I can't do the plan, it just won't work. I need your help. Meet me in the library, ASAP…"
"Weasley… wants our help?" Goyle grunted in a confused voice, "Why should we help him?"
"Because if we help him, it helps us to, we get Malfoy back!" Crabbe explained as patiently as he could, "You idiot…" Then he sighed. He really did miss Malfoy. He wasn't saying he was extremely bright, but Goyle was even dumber than he was.
"Duh… alright then. We should go to the library, eh?" Goyle asked.
"Yes… you remember where it is?" Crabbe asked again.
"No.. but we'll find it. Let's go."
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"Okay, Crabbe, if you told your dad about Hermione and Malfoy would he tell Malfoy's dad?" Ron asked, realising that Goyle was completely useless, but at least he could communicate with Crabbe.
"Definitely, in fact he'd probably tell him right away… call him up that instant, ya know?" Crabbe answered, "But what as that got to do with anything."
"I'm pretty sure that Lucius would not like having his son dating a muggle-born… whether or not he was in love with her," Ron said, hoping he wouldn't have to explain it any more thoroughly.
"I get it! He'll stop whatever is going on between them, for sure!" Crabbe exclaimed, while Goyle still looked extremely confused.
"Alright… you tell your dad. Send him an owl, as soon as you can."
"Okay Weasley… Thanks for helping us out."
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Lucius Malfoy strolled through the halls a bit quicker than he normally would. He was an unusual sight in the school, but the teachers had already been informed that he was coming and most of them had realized why he was coming. His son… had done something horribly wrong. He could not believe, that after everything he had taught Draco, after everything they had discussed… He had started dating a filthy mud-blood. That's all she was… and he didn't care about this stupid crush, Draco would end his -- relationship, if you could call it that, with the girl.
He entered the empty common room, as it was very early, and stomped up to Draco's room. A few heads popped out of their doors, but after seeing who it was just went straight back to bed. The Slytherins had been expecting to see Lucius Malfoy sometime soon. He opened Draco's curtains and pulled him out of bed.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" he screamed at the boy.
"Sleeping?" Malfoy replied stupidly, not even realizing who it was, "Oh my god… Dad! What are you doing here?"
"Stopping something that has been going on that is extremely wrong," he spat out, "A mud-blood, you've been seeing a mud-blood? Even if she is gorgeous… Mud-bloods aren't even good enough for you to have your way with and then leave… It's wrong… you know I don't accept your socializing with that kind."
"I know… I'm sorry." Draco apologized, looking down, then to the side. He wanted to look anywhere but at his father.
"Good. You'll be ending it then. You promise to me that you'll end it, right now!" he demanded. Malfoy just nodded… Well his relationship was over… or was it? They just had to hide it, that's all… How hard could it be?
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"YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?!?!" Hermione screamed at Malfoy. She was stunned, she couldn't even believe the words had left his mouth. "You want me to be your SECRET girlfriend. You're that ashamed of me?"
"No it's just… my father," he tried to explain, "he doesn't… accept… he won't… oh god. You know what I mean! My father won't let it happen, and he has connections here. He'd find out. He'd kill me!"
"No he wouldn't. Why don't you stop being such a big scardy cat and actually do something!" Hermione said, completely not understanding him, "Just tell him you are with me, and that's that. Tell him you won't take no for an answer. Well that is, if you want me. I'm either yours out in the open, or not yours at all. Take your pick!"
"Fine.. I'll go talk to him." Malfoy said, as he walked away. He walked to the owlery and sent his father a letter saying that they needed to meet.