Chapter 19
Bug eyed, she stared at Ron. He was chewing on his bottom lip.
"Err," she said. Ron stopped chewing on his lip, and gave her the puppy eyes, obviously not meaning to do so. "Ron, you're a fabulous friend and all, but wouldn't you rather go with . . . I dunno, someone *else*?"
"If I wanted to go with someone else, I wouldn't have asked you Hermione."
The boy had a point. Damnit. Hermione began biting on her nails, a habit she always hated. Staring at the floor, she could feel Ron's eyes on her. She had to think of an answer quickly. Looking back up at Ron, she couldn't turn him down. She looked from side to side, as if an answer was going to pop out from behind her chair.
"Hermione, if you don't want to go with me, just say so."
"I don't want to go with you," She blurted, before she could think first. Ron looked taken aback. He apparently hadn't expected her to actually say she didn't want to go.
"Oh," He said. "Well then . . ."
"Ron I'm really sorry." She stood as he did. "I just-"
"No. You don't have to explain to me 'Mione. I understand." She ran up to him and hugged him, catching him off guard. He hugged her back after he realized what she was doing.
"First of all," she said, breaking away from him, "don't call me 'Mione, you know I hate that. Second of all, I'm sure you'll find someone else to go with. Someone better than pitiful me." She smirked and rolled her eyes at herself.
"You're not pitiful." Said Ron seriously.
"Sure I am! I sit around all day and mope over something that was completely my fault! It's pathetic."
"Oooh! I'm telling Harry!"
"What?"
"Ha! You took blame! He told you not to think that! I'm telling!" And with an evil smile, he darted for the portrait hole, Hermione chasing after him.
"Oh no you don't Weasley!" she cried, actually a bit happier as she chased the redhead down the stairs toward the Great Hall.
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Winded, she caught up with Ron in the entrance hall, and grabbed the back of his robes.
"No," she laughed, and breathed heavily. Boy, that was one exercise. "You go in there and snitch on me, I'll give you detention for a week." She panted.
"You're forgetting something," smiled Ron, turning to her.
"Oh? What's that?"
"I'm a prefect too." He raised a threatening brow at her.
"Oh," she panted, "Yeah."
"If you don't let go of me, I'm going to give you detention for a *month*."
She gave a mock gasp, "You wouldn't! I'll give you detention-"
"If you both don't stop flirting, I'm going to hurl, then give you both detention for a month with Snape," interrupted Malfoy. Hermione released Ron, and stood very stiff. Ron stepped in front of Hermione, blocking her from view. "Get lost Malfoy."
"Watch your attitude Weasley." And, with a stab of pain to her heart, she saw him looking over Ron's shoulder at her. "And mudblood, don't run in the corridors, or I'll have to give you detention too."
Her blood ran ice cold, and she swallowed hard.
"Watch your mouth Malfoy." Said Ron dangerously. Hermione noticed Ron had taken out his wand, and was pointing it at Draco. "You've done enough damage Malfoy, just leave."
"Why should I listen to you Weasel?"
"Because I have this wand in my hand, the power to send you into detention for a year for your little comment, and I also wouldn't mind blowing you to smithereens." Ron sounded dead serious and it scared her. She peeked over his shoulder, and saw Crabbe and Goyle were not with him. Then, Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it straight at Ron.
"Same here." He said simply, an evil grin on his face. She didn't understand. What had gotten into him? Glaring, she stepped out from behind Ron, and stood squarely in front of him.
"What are you doing?" Ron hissed in her ear. She just looked over her shoulder at him, and then turned her attention back to Malfoy.
"You blow him up, you have to blast me apart first." She crossed her arms, and shifted her weight to one foot. Then, surprisingly, she saw something flicker in his eyes. Fear? That's sure what it looked like.
"Get out of the way you filthy mudblood, this is between me and the weasel." He said coolly.
"No," She answered, proud of herself. She was handling herself well. "What it looks like, is that I'm between you and Ron." Again his eyes flickered.
"Just get out of the way!" He said. She knew no matter what happened, he would never hurt her on purpose, as he had promised her what felt like years ago.
"No!"
"This has nothing to do with you Granger! So move!"
"This has *everything* to do with me, and you damn well know it." He was silent, and his hand look like it shook.
"Now, get out of here Draco, before I put some serious hurt on you." She glared. He looked at her, hurt reflected in his eyes. She regretted say it, but he was not the only one hurting. Calling her a mudblood again stirred something inside her. Something she did not like, that made her hurt even more. He put his wand back inside his robes, tried to glare at Hermione, but failed triumphantly, then walked into the Great Hall, without so much as a word or a look over his shoulder.
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Bug eyed, she stared at Ron. He was chewing on his bottom lip.
"Err," she said. Ron stopped chewing on his lip, and gave her the puppy eyes, obviously not meaning to do so. "Ron, you're a fabulous friend and all, but wouldn't you rather go with . . . I dunno, someone *else*?"
"If I wanted to go with someone else, I wouldn't have asked you Hermione."
The boy had a point. Damnit. Hermione began biting on her nails, a habit she always hated. Staring at the floor, she could feel Ron's eyes on her. She had to think of an answer quickly. Looking back up at Ron, she couldn't turn him down. She looked from side to side, as if an answer was going to pop out from behind her chair.
"Hermione, if you don't want to go with me, just say so."
"I don't want to go with you," She blurted, before she could think first. Ron looked taken aback. He apparently hadn't expected her to actually say she didn't want to go.
"Oh," He said. "Well then . . ."
"Ron I'm really sorry." She stood as he did. "I just-"
"No. You don't have to explain to me 'Mione. I understand." She ran up to him and hugged him, catching him off guard. He hugged her back after he realized what she was doing.
"First of all," she said, breaking away from him, "don't call me 'Mione, you know I hate that. Second of all, I'm sure you'll find someone else to go with. Someone better than pitiful me." She smirked and rolled her eyes at herself.
"You're not pitiful." Said Ron seriously.
"Sure I am! I sit around all day and mope over something that was completely my fault! It's pathetic."
"Oooh! I'm telling Harry!"
"What?"
"Ha! You took blame! He told you not to think that! I'm telling!" And with an evil smile, he darted for the portrait hole, Hermione chasing after him.
"Oh no you don't Weasley!" she cried, actually a bit happier as she chased the redhead down the stairs toward the Great Hall.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Winded, she caught up with Ron in the entrance hall, and grabbed the back of his robes.
"No," she laughed, and breathed heavily. Boy, that was one exercise. "You go in there and snitch on me, I'll give you detention for a week." She panted.
"You're forgetting something," smiled Ron, turning to her.
"Oh? What's that?"
"I'm a prefect too." He raised a threatening brow at her.
"Oh," she panted, "Yeah."
"If you don't let go of me, I'm going to give you detention for a *month*."
She gave a mock gasp, "You wouldn't! I'll give you detention-"
"If you both don't stop flirting, I'm going to hurl, then give you both detention for a month with Snape," interrupted Malfoy. Hermione released Ron, and stood very stiff. Ron stepped in front of Hermione, blocking her from view. "Get lost Malfoy."
"Watch your attitude Weasley." And, with a stab of pain to her heart, she saw him looking over Ron's shoulder at her. "And mudblood, don't run in the corridors, or I'll have to give you detention too."
Her blood ran ice cold, and she swallowed hard.
"Watch your mouth Malfoy." Said Ron dangerously. Hermione noticed Ron had taken out his wand, and was pointing it at Draco. "You've done enough damage Malfoy, just leave."
"Why should I listen to you Weasel?"
"Because I have this wand in my hand, the power to send you into detention for a year for your little comment, and I also wouldn't mind blowing you to smithereens." Ron sounded dead serious and it scared her. She peeked over his shoulder, and saw Crabbe and Goyle were not with him. Then, Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it straight at Ron.
"Same here." He said simply, an evil grin on his face. She didn't understand. What had gotten into him? Glaring, she stepped out from behind Ron, and stood squarely in front of him.
"What are you doing?" Ron hissed in her ear. She just looked over her shoulder at him, and then turned her attention back to Malfoy.
"You blow him up, you have to blast me apart first." She crossed her arms, and shifted her weight to one foot. Then, surprisingly, she saw something flicker in his eyes. Fear? That's sure what it looked like.
"Get out of the way you filthy mudblood, this is between me and the weasel." He said coolly.
"No," She answered, proud of herself. She was handling herself well. "What it looks like, is that I'm between you and Ron." Again his eyes flickered.
"Just get out of the way!" He said. She knew no matter what happened, he would never hurt her on purpose, as he had promised her what felt like years ago.
"No!"
"This has nothing to do with you Granger! So move!"
"This has *everything* to do with me, and you damn well know it." He was silent, and his hand look like it shook.
"Now, get out of here Draco, before I put some serious hurt on you." She glared. He looked at her, hurt reflected in his eyes. She regretted say it, but he was not the only one hurting. Calling her a mudblood again stirred something inside her. Something she did not like, that made her hurt even more. He put his wand back inside his robes, tried to glare at Hermione, but failed triumphantly, then walked into the Great Hall, without so much as a word or a look over his shoulder.
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