The good girl 6- etiquette
Hermione ran back to the tower trying not to ball. She stopped herself in front of the pink lady portrait. 'Wait, why shouldn't I ball and cry and sob, if that's what I want. I need to stop holding back my emotions, I need to let them be free so that I can feel free.' So she began to cry. She sobbed and cried and wailed until Harry and Ron came out of the portrait hole and helped her up to her room. Then she cried and cried some more. By this time Harry and Ron were ready to kill Malfoy. He was the last person that they had seen her with and now she was in this state. She finally began to calm down.
"It's not that greasy bastard, it's the other one?"
"Who, Snape?"
"After I signaled you guys to leave, Pansy went and told Snape where I was. He stormed in and dragged me off to his office. He said my clothes were inappropriate and when I advanced on him ..."
"Eww."
"Yum."
"Stay away Harry, shut-up Ron, when I advanced on him he told me he wasn't interested. Said I needed to be more of a woman. Something about my curves."
"He's crazy you have curves in all the right places." Ron began showing her curves by shaping them in the air with his hands. She laughed and swatted at him.
"I know he was being, well Snape, but I just let all the pain from these past seven years come out. I never let myself cry, I need to stop that."
"Well your next crying show isn't going to be like that I hope. That was scary." Ron shivered.
"No it won't be like that, I won't let it bottle up for so long. I'm famished, lets eat." Even though Hermione was putting on her brave face a big part of her wanted to run back to her little girl persona. It was easy when it was predictable, even if she was unhappy. She compromised and changed her clothes. She wore a tight little sweater shirt and a very short skirt. They were the same colors as her school uniform, a quick glance would show nothing different.
They walked into the dining hall and sat at their usual spots. Hermione helped herself to all the food she could eat. Draco walked up to the table.
"You keep eating like that Granger and your going to get fat."
"No Draco dear, I'm trying to get my energy up. I have plans tonight." She leaned over to Harry and kissed his earlobe then over to Ron and tousled his hair, whispering into his ear. Hermione had found out in her short trip to the house of the snake hat Draco wasn't just interested in girls, or Slytherins. Much like Ron, he had a taste for many things. She knew the thought of the three of them together was enough to make him go brain dead, and he did. For a few seconds he stared at Hermione, completely lost to the world finally Crabbe pulled on his arm bringing him back to the living.
"Yes, well enjoy your night." Draco reluctantly left the table of the lion. Two dark eyes watched the little show play out before him. He considered asking the granger girl to begin on research, so that he could ruin her evening. The problem was if he had her alone in the room, he might be her evening.
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A/N For some odd reason, In my head, Ron had a Mexican accent in this chapter. It makes it much funnier, especially of you can hear gay mexican Ron in your head. Anyway, Thanks to everyone that is reviewing. They are the highlight of my day. Is that sad?
