Chp. 10 Winning back what you lost
The next day at breakfast, Hermione couldn't keep her eyes off Draco. He had obviously noticed because when breakfast was let out, she was the first person he ran into. "Well, well. Miss Granger. It looked like you were trying to burn a hole through me the way you were staring at breakfast........But of course, I can't blame you for wanting to look." Hermione thought this was her chance. The hallway was deserted since it was Christmas vacation, and there were only 3 other students at breakfast. Ron and Harry had decided to skip to get some extra sleep. She walked a bit closer to him. "Your ego is much to large, Mr. Malfoy. But probably not as large as......" She looked down in between his legs, where a bulge began to form. He pushed her against the wall and started to run his hand up her skirt. He put his trademark smirk on his face and responded. "Would you like to find out?" But before they could get any closer, Harry came around the corner, spotted them, and stopped dead in his tracks. But Hermione knew what to do.
She pushed Draco off her and slapped in hard in the cheek. She put an angry expression on her face, although she was quite upset with Harry for having to come right then. She started to shout. "You perverted Bastard! Stay off of me!" Draco hadn't seen Harry, and was taken aback by Hermiones sudden change of mind. But he put all that behind him when he felt another hand, much harder hit him right in the nose. He had been to occupied trying to find out why Hermione pushed him off to even notice Harry come towards him. Draco had a bruised cheek and a bloody nose, and had no idea why. Harry was furious. "Stay off of her! If I see you near her again, you'll get much more than a bloody nose." Before another word could be uttered, he put his arm around Hermiones shoulder. "Come on. Leave him to bleed." Although she was disappointed about not being able to finish her plan with Draco, she could see he plan working on Harry already. He was worried about her. "Are you alright? I'll tell you, that slimy git better stay away or else he's going to have to run for it." Harry looked down at Hermione and smiled. He realized how good it felt to hold her again, and forgot that he was suppose to be mad at her. Hermione had to make something of the moment. It was too perfect to let it just slip away. So she kissed him on the cheek. He looked down at her, a bit shocked, yet intrigued. "What was that for?" She looked at him and smiled. "For saving me." Harry felt the passion rising between them. He couldn't stop it from taking over.
Harry pushed her against the wall, and kissed her passionately, not even acknowledging the fact that they were in an open hallway where anyone could see. As his hand started to slip up her shirt, she turned her head so that he couldn't kiss her. "What's wrong?" Harry said. Hermione sounded nervous. "What if Ron sees us? Aren't you supposed to be mad at me? And what about what you said last night?" But Harry put his finger to her mouth so that she stopped talking. "Rons still asleep. I'm not sure if I'm mad at you. And about last night......I said I could never be *friends* with you." He let out a small laugh and looked down at his hand up he blouse. "This isn't something most friends do."
Meanwhile, back in the boys dormitory, Ron was starting to open his eyes. It had almost been an hour after breakfast was served. "Harry? Are you up?" He received no answer, and assumed that he wasn't there, or still asleep. When he had finally gotten out of bed, he put on some clothes and started down the stairs, but stopped before reaching the bottom. There was somebody sitting in the common room, but Ron knew Harry, Hermione, and himself were the only students that, for Christmas, had stayed at school in Gryffindor. Then the mystery person reveals himself by turning around. "Hello there, Weasley." To Ron's surprise (and great disgust), It was Malfoy. Ron noticed Dracos cheek was extremely red and his nose was a bit swollen. He didn't know why, but didn't think about it for long. He wanted to know how the hell Draco had managed to get the password to the Gryffindors Tower. "What the....Why....How the hell did you get in here?!" Draco let out a small, evil laugh and started towards Ron, but not before Ron advanced on him, hands out, ready to fight. "Get out of here, you piece of......." But Draco cut in. "Now, now, Ron, no use for foul language. I just wanted to discuss something with you. Something like....your girlfriend." Ron was extremely mad. "What - did - you - do - to - her?" As mad and scary as Ron looked, Draco looked him in the eye and laughed. "Oh Weasley, I haven't done anything to her...But i wouldn't bet that about Potter."
Ron had removed his grim expression and now stared at Malfoy with a tell-me-what-your-talking-about-or-get-the-fuck-out look...and Draco got the point. "Well, Weasley, I was walking down the tp breakfast today, and started toward the Great Hall when I heard a faint, yet familiar giggle down the next corridor. Now, I was very suspicious, and wanted to know who was making these giggling noises, so I advanced on the corridor to find a fascinating discovery. If I'm not mistaken, Weasley, I saw your so called "best friend" with his hand up her shirt, kissing her." Ron didn't want to hear it, and put a hand up to stop Draco, but he continued. "And the funny thing is, she wasn't stopping him. She seemed to be, well, how do I say this.......enjoying it." Dracos smile was growing larger as Ron's face grew less and less violent, and more and more heartbroken. But Ron didn't want to believe it. "No, your wrong. It was probably a different couple, probably some younger kids." But Draco knew better. "There are only 3 other students staying for the holidays, and they are all girls. Now, I have excellent sight, and am absolutely positive it was a BOY that whore you call a girlfriend was kissing." Draco had expected Ron to jump up and hit him for calling Hermione a whore. He was half right. He did get up. But he didn't make a move towards Draco. Without a word, he went to the portrait hole, but stopped before leaving. "Why did you tell me this?" Draco smiled and walked over to him. "Thought you oughta know." And then removed himself from the common room, leaving Ron to his thoughts.
As Draco walked down the hall back to his own common room, he thought of how wonderful he was. He had gotten Ron out of the way now, and Harry was almost out of the picture, except for the incident after breakfast. He was still wondering why Hermione had pushed him off, but he couldn't think about that now. He was to proud of the wonderful story he made up. Unfortunetly, what Draco didn't know was that his story was not made up. He may not have seen it but it was happening at that very moment.
Harry and Hermione had snuck into a broom closet. They had been in there for over an hour (You can imagine the things they were doing). When they were done, Hermione slipped off from on top of him and fell next to him. Harry looked at her and grinned. "Just like old times, eh?" Hermione laughed. It definitley paid off to push Draco away. But her thoughts were drifting away from both Draco and Harry. "Harry?" He looked at her. "Yeah?" She sounded nervous, but you couldn't really tell. She was kind of out of breath. "What happens if Ron finds out?" Harry sat up, leaned against the wall and rested his elbows on his knees. "I.......I dunno." Neither of them did.
*Ok I know that's weird how he hated her 1 minute and made love to her the next, but I was watching Moulin Rouge and had to write a romance scene between them! It might take me awhile to write the next one, but I assure you, you'll find out what Ron does to Harry (and it's NOT pretty) and what Hermione does to lure Draco into her devious plan!*
