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Chapter 3
Hermione helplessly watched Harry walk away. She wanted to call him back so badly and tell him the truth. She looked at Draco, who was smirking. He clearly enjoyed what had just taken place. Hermione suddenly felt anger surge through her. She raised her hand to slap Draco on the face as hard as she could. But Draco caught her wrist.
"What do you think you're doing?" he sneered.
Hermione didn't answer him. She just kept on trying to hit his face, but Draco had a strong hold on her. Tears were brimming in her eyes. She just couldn't take the fact that she couldn't do anything about her situation right now. She lowered her arm as tears began to stream down her face. Draco's features softened a bit and he let go of her wrist.
"I have to go," Hermione told him very quietly and turned to go.
"Won't you give me a kiss?" Draco said, smirking a little.
Hermione stopped and slowly turned around to face him. "What?"
"A kiss," Draco said, touching his cheek. "For good night."
Hermione stood there, dried tears on her face, feeling hesitant.
"Hermione, we haven't even lasted an hour and you're already backing down?" Draco said. Then he shrugged. "It's your life."
She moved towards him, leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"That okay?" she asked hoarsely.
Draco grinned. "I'll see you tomorrow, darling." With this, he left.
**
"You must've done something wrong," Ron said.
Ron was analyzing what Harry could've done wrong the night before. He kept on insisting that Harry must've said something wrong or different. Harry, meanwhile, still hasn't told him about what he saw.
"I told you, Ron. I did everything right. It's just..." Harry paused, finally deciding to tell Ron. "she's seeing someone else already."
"How can that be?" Ron asked. "Didn't Hermione tell us that she wouldn't date until she graduated? She said that she'd put her studies first."
"No, Ron. She's seeing someone and you might be surprised who it is," Harry said sulkingly.
**
Draco had waited for Hermione to emerge from her dormitory. Hermione was quite surprised when, at about 7:45 am, she found Draco standing outside her dorm. She didn't say anything to him.
"How was your sleep?" Draco asked.
Hermione only shrugged. She didn't really know how to act or what to say to him after what happened last night. She didn't know what to do. She also knew that she had no choice. Draco suddenly put an arm around her shoulders and Hermione jumped a little.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked him, trying to remove his arm around her. People who were passing by were giving them stares of confusion.
"You're my girlfriend, remember?" Draco said, reminding her of their deal.
Hermione looked at him, nodded forcefully and bit her lip.
They reached the entrance of the Great Hall. Hermione turned to go to the Gryffindor table, when Draco held her hand and stopped her.
"What?" she asked.
"Where are you going?" Draco asked. "The Slytherin table is this way."
"Are you kidding me?" Hermione said. "I'm not going to eat there."
"Yes, you are," Draco said with authority.
"But..." Hermione said, taking a look at the Gryffindor table, where all of her friends were chatting away happily. She had been wanting to talk with her friends, so that even for a couple of hours she could forget the mess that she's in. She looked at Draco and tried to smile. "I... I am."
Every head in the Great Hall turned to look as Hermione walked over to the Slytherin table with Draco holding her hand. Ron looked stricken. Harry pretended not to see them.
"Are you telling me...?" Ron trailed away, watching Harry's reaction.
Harry only nodded and pretended to be interested at his food. Ron saw a tear fall down to his plate. Ron shook his head, not knowing what to say. He looked over at the Slytherin table where it looked as if Draco was going to introduce Hermione to the Slytherins.
**
The Slytherins looked unbelievingly at Draco as he began to introduce Hermione to them. Hermione smiled uncomfortably. She couldn't believe that she was here, at the enemy's table, and that she was going to eat breakfast with them.
Draco cleared his throat. "Listen everyone, Hermione will be eating with us from now on. The reason for this is... she's MY girlfriend."
Loads of people gasped, as it was not only the Slytherins who heard this. Everyone in the Great Hall heard it. Whispers began to erupt.
"And if anyone has a problem with that," Draco continued clearly. "They will have to answer to me."
No one in the Slytherin table said anything. They merely shifted in their seats to make room for Hermione. They sat down. Hermione felt so out of place there. Everyone seemed so cold and trapped in their own cliques.
"Help yourself, darling," Draco told Hermione.
It was clear that students on the table were uncomfortable with this. For as Draco said darling to Hermione, one of them choked on their food and coughed uncontrollably. Draco glared at this person.
"Malfoy, I--," Hermione began.
"You will call me Draco from now on," Draco said.
"Well... D-Draco, I'm not hungry," Hermione said.
"Of course you are," Draco said. "You need to eat breakfast. Here." He picked up her spoon and tried to feed her her soup.
"I told you, I'm not hungry," Hermione said, this time more forcefully.
"That doesn't mean you won't eat," Draco said, trying to feed her again.
After minutes of trying to stop Draco from feeding her, she finally gave in and began to eat. She was sipping her soup when she felt Draco's arm snake around her waist and pull her closer to him. She choked on her soup.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked loudly. A couple of students turned to look.
"I'm fine," Hermione said, coughing.
Draco leaned closer to her, his breath on her cheek. "Are you sure?"
Hermione scooted away. "I'm fine. You know what." She stood up. "I think I'll go to class now."
Draco stood up, too. "I'll come with you."
**
Ron watched as Draco and Hermione exited the hall. He turned to Harry, who was still concentrated on his food.
"Harry," Ron said. "are you alright?"
"Fine," Harry mumbled.
"You don't look fine to me," Ron said.
"So?"
"So? What do you mean so?" Ron asked. "I know you're upset about Hermione and Malfoy, but did you ever think that maybe Malfoy put her under a spell?"
Harry looked up at him. "No, Ron. Judging from the way they kissed last night... I don't think she's under a spell."
Ron's jaw dropped. "You saw them kiss?"
"Yeah," Harry muttered. "I wasn't expecting that. I mean, I just told her how I felt and then..." He sighed.
"Look, Harry, maybe we should just talk to Hermione about this," Ron said. "I'm sure she'll explain to us what's going on. Let's ask her during class."
They went to the Charms classroom, hoping to talk to Hermione. But when they got to their usual seats, Hermione wasn't there. Instead, she was sitting with Draco at the back of the classroom.
"I don't believe this," Ron said. "Why is she there?"
Harry only shrugged. He didn't want to know why she was sitting there. He didn't want to care anymore. But Ron wanted to know. He went over to where Hermione was.
"Hermione," Ron said.
Hermione looked up and smiled weakly. "Ron."
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"She's sitting here now, Weasel," Draco said.
"I don't remember asking you, Malfoy," Ron snapped. "Hermione?"
"Ron," Hermione said. "I just figured that, you know, a change of seat would be good."
"What?" Ron asked, not believing what he heard. "But, Hermione, we always sit together."
"Not anymore," Draco said, smirking. "Why don't you saunter off? I'm sure Potter is waiting for you."
Ron looked at Hermione, who just shrugged at him. He left. Hermione turned to Draco.
"Did you have to be so mean?" Hermione said.
Draco shrugged. "No. But I wanted to be."
Hermione sighed and looked longingly over at Ron and Harry.
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Chapter 3
Hermione helplessly watched Harry walk away. She wanted to call him back so badly and tell him the truth. She looked at Draco, who was smirking. He clearly enjoyed what had just taken place. Hermione suddenly felt anger surge through her. She raised her hand to slap Draco on the face as hard as she could. But Draco caught her wrist.
"What do you think you're doing?" he sneered.
Hermione didn't answer him. She just kept on trying to hit his face, but Draco had a strong hold on her. Tears were brimming in her eyes. She just couldn't take the fact that she couldn't do anything about her situation right now. She lowered her arm as tears began to stream down her face. Draco's features softened a bit and he let go of her wrist.
"I have to go," Hermione told him very quietly and turned to go.
"Won't you give me a kiss?" Draco said, smirking a little.
Hermione stopped and slowly turned around to face him. "What?"
"A kiss," Draco said, touching his cheek. "For good night."
Hermione stood there, dried tears on her face, feeling hesitant.
"Hermione, we haven't even lasted an hour and you're already backing down?" Draco said. Then he shrugged. "It's your life."
She moved towards him, leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"That okay?" she asked hoarsely.
Draco grinned. "I'll see you tomorrow, darling." With this, he left.
**
"You must've done something wrong," Ron said.
Ron was analyzing what Harry could've done wrong the night before. He kept on insisting that Harry must've said something wrong or different. Harry, meanwhile, still hasn't told him about what he saw.
"I told you, Ron. I did everything right. It's just..." Harry paused, finally deciding to tell Ron. "she's seeing someone else already."
"How can that be?" Ron asked. "Didn't Hermione tell us that she wouldn't date until she graduated? She said that she'd put her studies first."
"No, Ron. She's seeing someone and you might be surprised who it is," Harry said sulkingly.
**
Draco had waited for Hermione to emerge from her dormitory. Hermione was quite surprised when, at about 7:45 am, she found Draco standing outside her dorm. She didn't say anything to him.
"How was your sleep?" Draco asked.
Hermione only shrugged. She didn't really know how to act or what to say to him after what happened last night. She didn't know what to do. She also knew that she had no choice. Draco suddenly put an arm around her shoulders and Hermione jumped a little.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked him, trying to remove his arm around her. People who were passing by were giving them stares of confusion.
"You're my girlfriend, remember?" Draco said, reminding her of their deal.
Hermione looked at him, nodded forcefully and bit her lip.
They reached the entrance of the Great Hall. Hermione turned to go to the Gryffindor table, when Draco held her hand and stopped her.
"What?" she asked.
"Where are you going?" Draco asked. "The Slytherin table is this way."
"Are you kidding me?" Hermione said. "I'm not going to eat there."
"Yes, you are," Draco said with authority.
"But..." Hermione said, taking a look at the Gryffindor table, where all of her friends were chatting away happily. She had been wanting to talk with her friends, so that even for a couple of hours she could forget the mess that she's in. She looked at Draco and tried to smile. "I... I am."
Every head in the Great Hall turned to look as Hermione walked over to the Slytherin table with Draco holding her hand. Ron looked stricken. Harry pretended not to see them.
"Are you telling me...?" Ron trailed away, watching Harry's reaction.
Harry only nodded and pretended to be interested at his food. Ron saw a tear fall down to his plate. Ron shook his head, not knowing what to say. He looked over at the Slytherin table where it looked as if Draco was going to introduce Hermione to the Slytherins.
**
The Slytherins looked unbelievingly at Draco as he began to introduce Hermione to them. Hermione smiled uncomfortably. She couldn't believe that she was here, at the enemy's table, and that she was going to eat breakfast with them.
Draco cleared his throat. "Listen everyone, Hermione will be eating with us from now on. The reason for this is... she's MY girlfriend."
Loads of people gasped, as it was not only the Slytherins who heard this. Everyone in the Great Hall heard it. Whispers began to erupt.
"And if anyone has a problem with that," Draco continued clearly. "They will have to answer to me."
No one in the Slytherin table said anything. They merely shifted in their seats to make room for Hermione. They sat down. Hermione felt so out of place there. Everyone seemed so cold and trapped in their own cliques.
"Help yourself, darling," Draco told Hermione.
It was clear that students on the table were uncomfortable with this. For as Draco said darling to Hermione, one of them choked on their food and coughed uncontrollably. Draco glared at this person.
"Malfoy, I--," Hermione began.
"You will call me Draco from now on," Draco said.
"Well... D-Draco, I'm not hungry," Hermione said.
"Of course you are," Draco said. "You need to eat breakfast. Here." He picked up her spoon and tried to feed her her soup.
"I told you, I'm not hungry," Hermione said, this time more forcefully.
"That doesn't mean you won't eat," Draco said, trying to feed her again.
After minutes of trying to stop Draco from feeding her, she finally gave in and began to eat. She was sipping her soup when she felt Draco's arm snake around her waist and pull her closer to him. She choked on her soup.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked loudly. A couple of students turned to look.
"I'm fine," Hermione said, coughing.
Draco leaned closer to her, his breath on her cheek. "Are you sure?"
Hermione scooted away. "I'm fine. You know what." She stood up. "I think I'll go to class now."
Draco stood up, too. "I'll come with you."
**
Ron watched as Draco and Hermione exited the hall. He turned to Harry, who was still concentrated on his food.
"Harry," Ron said. "are you alright?"
"Fine," Harry mumbled.
"You don't look fine to me," Ron said.
"So?"
"So? What do you mean so?" Ron asked. "I know you're upset about Hermione and Malfoy, but did you ever think that maybe Malfoy put her under a spell?"
Harry looked up at him. "No, Ron. Judging from the way they kissed last night... I don't think she's under a spell."
Ron's jaw dropped. "You saw them kiss?"
"Yeah," Harry muttered. "I wasn't expecting that. I mean, I just told her how I felt and then..." He sighed.
"Look, Harry, maybe we should just talk to Hermione about this," Ron said. "I'm sure she'll explain to us what's going on. Let's ask her during class."
They went to the Charms classroom, hoping to talk to Hermione. But when they got to their usual seats, Hermione wasn't there. Instead, she was sitting with Draco at the back of the classroom.
"I don't believe this," Ron said. "Why is she there?"
Harry only shrugged. He didn't want to know why she was sitting there. He didn't want to care anymore. But Ron wanted to know. He went over to where Hermione was.
"Hermione," Ron said.
Hermione looked up and smiled weakly. "Ron."
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"She's sitting here now, Weasel," Draco said.
"I don't remember asking you, Malfoy," Ron snapped. "Hermione?"
"Ron," Hermione said. "I just figured that, you know, a change of seat would be good."
"What?" Ron asked, not believing what he heard. "But, Hermione, we always sit together."
"Not anymore," Draco said, smirking. "Why don't you saunter off? I'm sure Potter is waiting for you."
Ron looked at Hermione, who just shrugged at him. He left. Hermione turned to Draco.
"Did you have to be so mean?" Hermione said.
Draco shrugged. "No. But I wanted to be."
Hermione sighed and looked longingly over at Ron and Harry.
