""Mudblood, get out of my bedroom!" Malfoy roared when Hermione entered Head's Dormitory.
"Piss off."
"I won't piss off 'cause you're not Head Girl."
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah. Mudblood's can't be Head Girl's or Boy's. Just pure-blood's can be."
"Oh shut up."
Hermione dragged the curtain that separated two sides of the bedroom and finally closed her sight at Malfoy.
"Drag that off, Mudblood."
"No way."
"Do it!"
"NO!"
Malfoy ran over the bedroom, dragged the curtain off and hit Hermione on her face. She fell on the floor and blood was all over her face.
"There you go." Malfoy cruelly laughed.
"What the hell are you think you're doing?!" Someone roared. It was Harry. He got there to pick up his things and he saw Malfoy hitting Hermione. He jumped on Malfoy and hit him. Hermione started to cry.
"You bastard, coward, MUDBLOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry screamed and Malfoy stopped hitting Harry back.
"What did you say?" He whispered.
"That you're a mudblood, Malfoy, not Hermione."
"You're gonna pay for this!" Malfoy took out his wand, but Harry was faster.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Before Malfoy got to say his curse, he fell on the floor. Harry ran to Hermione.
"That bastard. Listen, hold your wand and curse him again if he recovers, okay?" He cut the part of his robe and put it under Hermione's nose. She was bleeding quite hard.
"Stay here, don't move. I'm going to get McGonagall."
"Alright."
Harry stood up and went to the door, every few inches turning around to see Hermione. When he opened the door, Hermione called him. He turned.
"Harry."
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
Harry smiled.
"Anytime."
And he closed the door. Hermione was sitting on the floor, trying to make her nose stop bleeding, and holding the wand pointed at Malfoy. He moved. Hermione let him.
"You stupid Mudblood, I'm gonna get you!" He stood up, but Hermione cursed him again.
"Petrificus Totalus!" And he fell on the floor.
* * *
Harry was running trough the halls, trying to be what faster he could because Hermione was in the same bedroom with Malfoy and he couldn't leave her alone with him. Finally, he ran on Professor McGonagall.
"Potter! Watch your way."
"I'm sorry Professor, it's just that you must go to the Head's Dormitory right away."
"Sure Potter, but why?"
"Malfoy is chosen for Head Boy, and I went before like 20 minutes ago to get my things and move back to 7th years boy's Dormitory, but when I entered, I saw Malfoy hitting Hermione, I mean, Head Girl, and she fell on the floor. I hit Malfoy, he had hit me back, and I was yelling insults to him. When I said he's a mudblood, because he was calling Hermione like that, he stopped and tried to curse me, but I blocked him and put a spell on him - Petrificus Totalus. I cut a part of my robes so Hermione can hold it under her nose, she was bleeding really badly. I left her there and ran for you, Professor." Harry was telling the full story while they were running to Head's Dormitory.
"Oh my Goodness! That is unacceptable! I promise he will be strongly punished and his Head Boy title will be off!" McGonagall was really upset.
They finally entered Head's Dormitory and found Hermione sitting on the floor, and that bit of Harry's robe wasn't black now, it was red of blood.
"Ms. Granger! Are you alright?" McGonagall asked Hermione and she recovered Malfoy.
"Now, Ms. Granger, tell me why did Mr. Malfoy hit you."
"Go on, Mudblood. Tell her." Malfoy laughed. Harry was kneeing near Hermione and he helped her to stand up.
"Professor, he was calling me a Mudblood and telling me that mudblood's can't be Head's, so I went mad and dragged the curtain. He told me to drag it off, I didn't wanted to, so he dragged it off and hit me on the face."
"Is it true, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Yes. It is. She is a mudblood and she deserves to be called like that." Malfoy said.
"Alright then. Mr. Malfoy, give me your Head Boy badge."
"Why would I do that?"
"50 points from Slytherin for being impudent to deputy-headmistress. Give it."
Malfoy rolled his eyes and gave her the badge. McGonagall took it and threw it into the fire. All three of them looked up to McGonagall.
"Mr. Potter. Where is your badge?"
"I - I threw it."
"Oh."
McGonagall took out her wand, waved and mumbled some spell. A Gryffindor Head Boy badge floated in the air.
"Take it." She said. Harry's hands were shaking, but he hid it. He took the badge and smiled.
"Congratulations. And now, Mr. Malfoy, you will do your detention next 4 months after every class, and 200 points from Slytherin for hitting a girl, as if, Head Girl."
"You bloody moron!" Malfoy insulted McGonagall.
"10 points from Slytherin. OUT!" She yelled. Malfoy took his things and slammed the door behind him.
"Well, no need to explain. Mr. Potter, you don't need to get your things, I see. And watch on our Head Girl if Mr. Malfoy tries something again. In that case, contact me and I promise he will be punished, and perhaps even expelled."
"Thank you, Professor." Harry said.
"Yes. Thank you." Hermione added. McGonagall smiled.
"You welcome. Well, goodbye then." And she closed the door.
Hermione and Harry looked at each other.
"Hermione, I - I'm sorry for being such a fool." Harry apologized. Harry still held Hermione's hand because few minutes ago he was helping her to stand up. They were extremely close to each other.
"No need to apologize, Harry. I am sorry for being so sarcastic and cold to you."
Harry smiled.
"Does that mean you forgive me?" Harry whispered.
"It's already forgotten." Hermione said.
Their faces moved closer to each other, and a second before they kissed someone slammed the door. They separated and looked on the door.
"Oh how romantic! Potty and Mudblood snogging!"
"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry left Hermione and took out his wand but Hermione stopped him.
"Leave him alone. That moron doesn't deserve our time."
"Besides, what are you doing here?"
"Not of your business, Potter."
Malfoy went to the Head Boy's side of the bedroom and took something out of the book-case. Harry recognized it as a quill.
"Oh would you look at that! Malfoy became a stupid, forgetful moron. He forgot his quill."
"Shut up, Mudblood Potter."
"Honestly, if someone acts like a mudblood then it's you. Neither Hermione nor any other mudblood in school acts like you do. Hermione is born to muggle parents, but both in school and as a friend acts like a pure-blood. Unlike you, you just walk around and boss everyone to do what you want because your father will curse their families if they don't." Harry said.
"And, besides, Harry is not a mudblood. His mother was a mudblood, and his father was pure-blood. Even if one parent is a mudblood the child is pure-blood. I've read everything about that before you even thought about it." Hermione added. Malfoy now left without arguments so he went out of the room and slammed the door.
"Great job, Hermione." Harry smiled. Hermione laughed.
"Now we should better wash the blood off your robes, shouldn't we?" Harry asked.
"Um, yes, we should." Hermione took off her robe and Harry put a spell on it. Now the blood was gone, but it was completely wet so Harry let it dry. Hermione washed the blood off of her face, and she sat near the fire.
"Hermione - it's my fault after all. All this wouldn't happen if I just told Ron that we love each other and that we're dating. But I didn't, and he kissed you, I understood it wrong, broke up with you, then attacked Ron, and because I attacked Ron my Head Boy title was given to Malfoy, and Malfoy harmed you. Without all that, we'd still dating each other and Malfoy would have no chance to harm you."
"But - without all that 260 points wouldn't be taken from Slytherin and we wouldn't be put on the first place with 492 points, and Slytherin on last place with 273 points. And besides, he didn't harmed me too much. Just nose bleeding, that's all. Well it is that my nose hurts a little bit, but nothing bad."
"Wow! You already counted everything. But he still harmed the love of my life and I can't stop blaming myself."
A quite long pause happened because Harry said 'the love of my life' so both of them blushed. Finally, Harry spoke.
"Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Would you still be my girlfriend?"
Hermione was thinking for a few seconds.
"Yes Harry. I would."
Harry laughed, jumped up, took Hermione and started spinning around with her in his hands. Then they heard cheering and all of their friends entered the room.
"You go guys!" Ron yelled and strongly hugged both Hermione and Harry so he almost broke their neck.
"Hey hold on, Ron. Let us breathe. And may I ask why was the whole Gryffindor eavesdropping us?" Harry asked.
"Because when we heard that Slytherin left without 260 points and that you are Head Boy again, we thought you two are gonna make up. Or not. Anyway, we've been eavesdropping you to see what'll happen. If you didn't make up, we'd leave, and if you did, we'd do what we did just now."
"What, gave us a heart attack?" Hermione laughed.
"No!" Ron said and all three of them laughed. By then, everyone congratulated so they left, and our trio has been left alone.
"So what are we gonna do now?" Ron asked.
"I think I'm gonna head off to bed, because it was a really exhausting day." Hermione said.
"Yeah, me too." Harry agreed.
"Okay then, I will go to bed too." Ron said.
"So see you tomorrow, 'kay? Don't die! At least don't without us." Hermione laughed.
"Alright. G'night you two."
"Good night, Ron." And Ron closed the door.
"We are going to bed, aren't we?" Harry blinked.
"Of course we are!"
"Alright then. Good night, Hermione."
"Good night, Harry. Don't be late on Potions."
"Of course not. I can't wait to see Slytherin's face when they see us! But I really don't look forward to Snape. He's gonna treat Gryffindor's even worse now."
"Don't be worried about that. If Snape decides we're gonna fail his subject, I bet Dumbledore is gonna make up Snape's mind. Even if we get a D, I'll be happy."
"Yeah. Good night Hermione."
"Good night, Harry."
"Piss off."
"I won't piss off 'cause you're not Head Girl."
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah. Mudblood's can't be Head Girl's or Boy's. Just pure-blood's can be."
"Oh shut up."
Hermione dragged the curtain that separated two sides of the bedroom and finally closed her sight at Malfoy.
"Drag that off, Mudblood."
"No way."
"Do it!"
"NO!"
Malfoy ran over the bedroom, dragged the curtain off and hit Hermione on her face. She fell on the floor and blood was all over her face.
"There you go." Malfoy cruelly laughed.
"What the hell are you think you're doing?!" Someone roared. It was Harry. He got there to pick up his things and he saw Malfoy hitting Hermione. He jumped on Malfoy and hit him. Hermione started to cry.
"You bastard, coward, MUDBLOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry screamed and Malfoy stopped hitting Harry back.
"What did you say?" He whispered.
"That you're a mudblood, Malfoy, not Hermione."
"You're gonna pay for this!" Malfoy took out his wand, but Harry was faster.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Before Malfoy got to say his curse, he fell on the floor. Harry ran to Hermione.
"That bastard. Listen, hold your wand and curse him again if he recovers, okay?" He cut the part of his robe and put it under Hermione's nose. She was bleeding quite hard.
"Stay here, don't move. I'm going to get McGonagall."
"Alright."
Harry stood up and went to the door, every few inches turning around to see Hermione. When he opened the door, Hermione called him. He turned.
"Harry."
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
Harry smiled.
"Anytime."
And he closed the door. Hermione was sitting on the floor, trying to make her nose stop bleeding, and holding the wand pointed at Malfoy. He moved. Hermione let him.
"You stupid Mudblood, I'm gonna get you!" He stood up, but Hermione cursed him again.
"Petrificus Totalus!" And he fell on the floor.
* * *
Harry was running trough the halls, trying to be what faster he could because Hermione was in the same bedroom with Malfoy and he couldn't leave her alone with him. Finally, he ran on Professor McGonagall.
"Potter! Watch your way."
"I'm sorry Professor, it's just that you must go to the Head's Dormitory right away."
"Sure Potter, but why?"
"Malfoy is chosen for Head Boy, and I went before like 20 minutes ago to get my things and move back to 7th years boy's Dormitory, but when I entered, I saw Malfoy hitting Hermione, I mean, Head Girl, and she fell on the floor. I hit Malfoy, he had hit me back, and I was yelling insults to him. When I said he's a mudblood, because he was calling Hermione like that, he stopped and tried to curse me, but I blocked him and put a spell on him - Petrificus Totalus. I cut a part of my robes so Hermione can hold it under her nose, she was bleeding really badly. I left her there and ran for you, Professor." Harry was telling the full story while they were running to Head's Dormitory.
"Oh my Goodness! That is unacceptable! I promise he will be strongly punished and his Head Boy title will be off!" McGonagall was really upset.
They finally entered Head's Dormitory and found Hermione sitting on the floor, and that bit of Harry's robe wasn't black now, it was red of blood.
"Ms. Granger! Are you alright?" McGonagall asked Hermione and she recovered Malfoy.
"Now, Ms. Granger, tell me why did Mr. Malfoy hit you."
"Go on, Mudblood. Tell her." Malfoy laughed. Harry was kneeing near Hermione and he helped her to stand up.
"Professor, he was calling me a Mudblood and telling me that mudblood's can't be Head's, so I went mad and dragged the curtain. He told me to drag it off, I didn't wanted to, so he dragged it off and hit me on the face."
"Is it true, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Yes. It is. She is a mudblood and she deserves to be called like that." Malfoy said.
"Alright then. Mr. Malfoy, give me your Head Boy badge."
"Why would I do that?"
"50 points from Slytherin for being impudent to deputy-headmistress. Give it."
Malfoy rolled his eyes and gave her the badge. McGonagall took it and threw it into the fire. All three of them looked up to McGonagall.
"Mr. Potter. Where is your badge?"
"I - I threw it."
"Oh."
McGonagall took out her wand, waved and mumbled some spell. A Gryffindor Head Boy badge floated in the air.
"Take it." She said. Harry's hands were shaking, but he hid it. He took the badge and smiled.
"Congratulations. And now, Mr. Malfoy, you will do your detention next 4 months after every class, and 200 points from Slytherin for hitting a girl, as if, Head Girl."
"You bloody moron!" Malfoy insulted McGonagall.
"10 points from Slytherin. OUT!" She yelled. Malfoy took his things and slammed the door behind him.
"Well, no need to explain. Mr. Potter, you don't need to get your things, I see. And watch on our Head Girl if Mr. Malfoy tries something again. In that case, contact me and I promise he will be punished, and perhaps even expelled."
"Thank you, Professor." Harry said.
"Yes. Thank you." Hermione added. McGonagall smiled.
"You welcome. Well, goodbye then." And she closed the door.
Hermione and Harry looked at each other.
"Hermione, I - I'm sorry for being such a fool." Harry apologized. Harry still held Hermione's hand because few minutes ago he was helping her to stand up. They were extremely close to each other.
"No need to apologize, Harry. I am sorry for being so sarcastic and cold to you."
Harry smiled.
"Does that mean you forgive me?" Harry whispered.
"It's already forgotten." Hermione said.
Their faces moved closer to each other, and a second before they kissed someone slammed the door. They separated and looked on the door.
"Oh how romantic! Potty and Mudblood snogging!"
"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry left Hermione and took out his wand but Hermione stopped him.
"Leave him alone. That moron doesn't deserve our time."
"Besides, what are you doing here?"
"Not of your business, Potter."
Malfoy went to the Head Boy's side of the bedroom and took something out of the book-case. Harry recognized it as a quill.
"Oh would you look at that! Malfoy became a stupid, forgetful moron. He forgot his quill."
"Shut up, Mudblood Potter."
"Honestly, if someone acts like a mudblood then it's you. Neither Hermione nor any other mudblood in school acts like you do. Hermione is born to muggle parents, but both in school and as a friend acts like a pure-blood. Unlike you, you just walk around and boss everyone to do what you want because your father will curse their families if they don't." Harry said.
"And, besides, Harry is not a mudblood. His mother was a mudblood, and his father was pure-blood. Even if one parent is a mudblood the child is pure-blood. I've read everything about that before you even thought about it." Hermione added. Malfoy now left without arguments so he went out of the room and slammed the door.
"Great job, Hermione." Harry smiled. Hermione laughed.
"Now we should better wash the blood off your robes, shouldn't we?" Harry asked.
"Um, yes, we should." Hermione took off her robe and Harry put a spell on it. Now the blood was gone, but it was completely wet so Harry let it dry. Hermione washed the blood off of her face, and she sat near the fire.
"Hermione - it's my fault after all. All this wouldn't happen if I just told Ron that we love each other and that we're dating. But I didn't, and he kissed you, I understood it wrong, broke up with you, then attacked Ron, and because I attacked Ron my Head Boy title was given to Malfoy, and Malfoy harmed you. Without all that, we'd still dating each other and Malfoy would have no chance to harm you."
"But - without all that 260 points wouldn't be taken from Slytherin and we wouldn't be put on the first place with 492 points, and Slytherin on last place with 273 points. And besides, he didn't harmed me too much. Just nose bleeding, that's all. Well it is that my nose hurts a little bit, but nothing bad."
"Wow! You already counted everything. But he still harmed the love of my life and I can't stop blaming myself."
A quite long pause happened because Harry said 'the love of my life' so both of them blushed. Finally, Harry spoke.
"Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Would you still be my girlfriend?"
Hermione was thinking for a few seconds.
"Yes Harry. I would."
Harry laughed, jumped up, took Hermione and started spinning around with her in his hands. Then they heard cheering and all of their friends entered the room.
"You go guys!" Ron yelled and strongly hugged both Hermione and Harry so he almost broke their neck.
"Hey hold on, Ron. Let us breathe. And may I ask why was the whole Gryffindor eavesdropping us?" Harry asked.
"Because when we heard that Slytherin left without 260 points and that you are Head Boy again, we thought you two are gonna make up. Or not. Anyway, we've been eavesdropping you to see what'll happen. If you didn't make up, we'd leave, and if you did, we'd do what we did just now."
"What, gave us a heart attack?" Hermione laughed.
"No!" Ron said and all three of them laughed. By then, everyone congratulated so they left, and our trio has been left alone.
"So what are we gonna do now?" Ron asked.
"I think I'm gonna head off to bed, because it was a really exhausting day." Hermione said.
"Yeah, me too." Harry agreed.
"Okay then, I will go to bed too." Ron said.
"So see you tomorrow, 'kay? Don't die! At least don't without us." Hermione laughed.
"Alright. G'night you two."
"Good night, Ron." And Ron closed the door.
"We are going to bed, aren't we?" Harry blinked.
"Of course we are!"
"Alright then. Good night, Hermione."
"Good night, Harry. Don't be late on Potions."
"Of course not. I can't wait to see Slytherin's face when they see us! But I really don't look forward to Snape. He's gonna treat Gryffindor's even worse now."
"Don't be worried about that. If Snape decides we're gonna fail his subject, I bet Dumbledore is gonna make up Snape's mind. Even if we get a D, I'll be happy."
"Yeah. Good night Hermione."
"Good night, Harry."
