Disclaimer: HP dosen't belong to me *duh*
Author's Notes: Seriously boring chapter. Quite short too but don't
worry, It gets better.
Chapter 9
Hermione ran out of her dormitory. The common room became screechy silent as soon as she stepped in. Everybody was looking at her. All the Gryffindors were glaring at her. She climbed through the portrait-hole and ran, feet slapping on stone, all the way to the great hall. There, everybody was silent again. But this time everybody was glaring. Not just the Gryffindors, but the Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws... even the Slytherin. She spotted Draco, and walked up to him slowly. Drcao, was sitting slumped on a chair looking at the floor.
"Just go away..." he glared at her. "...Mudblood." Hermione's heart sank. What was hapenning? She turned around and instantly bumped into Harry and Ron, as if by purpose. Harry glared at her with his mouth open, looking at her like she was something discusting.
"What are you all doing. What are you looking at??" she shrieked. Ron held up his finger. His eyes were all puffy and purple as if he couldn't sleep.
"You just don't realise what you've done, do you??" he cried in a shaky voice. "Get away from us!" he ran forward and pushed Hermione. She was falling... falling... and then she was lying in her bed, the blankets all tossed and screwed.
She sat up.
"Oh no..."
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Hermione sat up in her bed and swung her legs over the side ready to get up; but she didn't. She hung her head, thinking things through. She never realised that being with Draco would devastate her friends. How could she forget that his father was on part of the dark lord's forces... No, Draco wasn't like him... he's too young. He wouldn't hurt her friends.
But, the dream... it seemed so real... as if it could happen. If anybody knew about her and Draco, it would spread like fire and nobody would talk to her or Malfoy ever again. The Slytherins would hate Draco aswell as her, and vice versa to Draco.
"This is wrong." Hermione said to herself. "This can't go on. This could ruin me, I could lose my friends." she put her face in her hands and sighed heavily.
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"So," Ron slapped the table "what you lot doing then?" Hermione and Harry stared glumly at their plates.
"Hello?? What's wrong with you?" Ron waved his hand infront of their faces.
"'jst bi' tired" Harry muttered. His eyes were as wide as plates. He'd done late quidditch practice the night before. Hermione wanted to answer but she couldn't. It stung the back of her eyeballs and she tried to hold the pain back. She decided to just not answer.
"So?"
"I'm stayin here. Nothin's gunna make me go back to them." Harry grumbled.
"Oh good, I'm definately staying then. Hermione are you going home for the hols? You usually do don't you?" Hermione's words were caught in her throat. She hadn't decided yet.
"I-" she paused "I'm gunna go home." she might be able to forget and get over Draco this way.
"Oh, okay..." Ron seemed a little upset, but perhaps the fact that they would all be together almost any other week of the year cheered him up.
Ron stared around at his two friends.
"Oh come on you two misery guts! Cheer up. Or wake up atleast!" he chuckled. Pause. "Fine, I'll go play chess with someone, see you two later, okay?" A quiet grunt came from Harry's direction and Ron was off.
"Yes, all I need is some time to think about things and forget about Draco." Hermione reassured herself in her mind. "It's going to be ok."
********* Chapter 10 in no time!
Chapter 9
Hermione ran out of her dormitory. The common room became screechy silent as soon as she stepped in. Everybody was looking at her. All the Gryffindors were glaring at her. She climbed through the portrait-hole and ran, feet slapping on stone, all the way to the great hall. There, everybody was silent again. But this time everybody was glaring. Not just the Gryffindors, but the Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws... even the Slytherin. She spotted Draco, and walked up to him slowly. Drcao, was sitting slumped on a chair looking at the floor.
"Just go away..." he glared at her. "...Mudblood." Hermione's heart sank. What was hapenning? She turned around and instantly bumped into Harry and Ron, as if by purpose. Harry glared at her with his mouth open, looking at her like she was something discusting.
"What are you all doing. What are you looking at??" she shrieked. Ron held up his finger. His eyes were all puffy and purple as if he couldn't sleep.
"You just don't realise what you've done, do you??" he cried in a shaky voice. "Get away from us!" he ran forward and pushed Hermione. She was falling... falling... and then she was lying in her bed, the blankets all tossed and screwed.
She sat up.
"Oh no..."
*********
Hermione sat up in her bed and swung her legs over the side ready to get up; but she didn't. She hung her head, thinking things through. She never realised that being with Draco would devastate her friends. How could she forget that his father was on part of the dark lord's forces... No, Draco wasn't like him... he's too young. He wouldn't hurt her friends.
But, the dream... it seemed so real... as if it could happen. If anybody knew about her and Draco, it would spread like fire and nobody would talk to her or Malfoy ever again. The Slytherins would hate Draco aswell as her, and vice versa to Draco.
"This is wrong." Hermione said to herself. "This can't go on. This could ruin me, I could lose my friends." she put her face in her hands and sighed heavily.
*********
"So," Ron slapped the table "what you lot doing then?" Hermione and Harry stared glumly at their plates.
"Hello?? What's wrong with you?" Ron waved his hand infront of their faces.
"'jst bi' tired" Harry muttered. His eyes were as wide as plates. He'd done late quidditch practice the night before. Hermione wanted to answer but she couldn't. It stung the back of her eyeballs and she tried to hold the pain back. She decided to just not answer.
"So?"
"I'm stayin here. Nothin's gunna make me go back to them." Harry grumbled.
"Oh good, I'm definately staying then. Hermione are you going home for the hols? You usually do don't you?" Hermione's words were caught in her throat. She hadn't decided yet.
"I-" she paused "I'm gunna go home." she might be able to forget and get over Draco this way.
"Oh, okay..." Ron seemed a little upset, but perhaps the fact that they would all be together almost any other week of the year cheered him up.
Ron stared around at his two friends.
"Oh come on you two misery guts! Cheer up. Or wake up atleast!" he chuckled. Pause. "Fine, I'll go play chess with someone, see you two later, okay?" A quiet grunt came from Harry's direction and Ron was off.
"Yes, all I need is some time to think about things and forget about Draco." Hermione reassured herself in her mind. "It's going to be ok."
********* Chapter 10 in no time!
