A/N: sorry everybody for the cliff, but I find it too much fun. But all you out there at least have to admit that I update pretty regularly. Oh well I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters; they all belong to J.K. Rowling.

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Draco had called an end to Qudditch practice earlier then he had wanted to, but something was bugging him.

He just got the chills.

After packing away the equipment Draco checked his watch, if he hurried he might get down to the dungeons in time to walk Hermione back to her room.

Hermione had told him that she had been beaten up, but nothing else. And not wanting to call his new girl friend a liar he left that subject alone.

Making sure the Qudditch team had left the field and locker room, Draco made his way down to the dungeons.

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Looking up Hermione saw who had tackled her into the wall.

"Hello whore."

"What the hell do you want?"

"What do you think, I bet you give Ferret boy blow jobs all the time. Your nothing but a whore, I can't believe people don't see through you. Teachers pet my ass, I bet you suck up good."

Hermione could feel him grind his hips with hers; she could also feel his rock hard erection pushing against her stomach. Instead of crying out in pain she asked, "What the hell happened to you?"

Maybe if she kept him talking then somebody would show up. Oh who was she kidding? She had the worst luck in the world.

Hermione could hear footsteps!! Oh please hurry!

"Oh nothing much-"

But he didn't have a chance to finish.

She couldn't see who, but someone had thrown her attacker off her and was now busy kicking the shit out of him.

When her saviour stepped into the light Hermione saw that it was Draco.

The two people were steadily exchanging punches; Draco had landed one in the stomach sending her attacker to the ground.

Draco didn't stop he just started kicking and kicking, Hermione could see blood coming from the man on the floors nose and lips.

Hermione couldn't move she just stared. The love of her life was kicking the shit out of her ex-best friend.

Neither Draco nor Hermione noticed the hurried footsteps, so they weren't prepared when Sirius and Severus showed up.

Sirius pushed Draco up against the wall as Severus checked the body on the floor.

"Draco what the hell do you think your doing?" demanded Sirius.

"He started it, he attacked Hermione again!"

"Draco your seeing things. Hermione isn't here," he told his son quietly.

"She's over in the shadows, dammit take a look around," Draco shrugged off his father and walked over to the shadows where Hermione was laying curled in a ball.

Sitting down beside her, Draco picked her up and sat her down on his lap, wrapping his arms around her shaking body.

When she had finally stopped shaking, she looked around.

Draco was holding her.

Sirius was hovering above them.

And Severus was levitating Ron to the Hospital wing.

When her eyes fell on to the bleeding form of her ex-best friend she started crying while whispering. "I'm not a whore." Repeatedly.

"Let's get you to your room," whispered Draco.

Picking her up, Draco walked towards his room.

"You'll stay the night with me, I'm not leaving you alone."

When they arrived at his room, which was only different because it was decorated in Slytherin colours, he sat them down on the couch before the fireplace.

That was how they fell asleep, holding each other, her head resting on his shoulder and his head resting on her head.

A/N: Sorry I know this chapter short. I would like to thank you for you're on going support, sorry about the cliffs.

Next Chapter: Hogsmead!