Chapter 8~Confessions

Hermione walked around the train, with Draco, looking in each compartment for Harry and Ron. She had finally found them in the last one she looked in. "Hey guys!" Hermione said.

"Hey Hermione," they said together.

"Ummm, Ron, Harry, can I tell you something?"

"Sure Herms, you can tell us anything."

"Ok," she started to walk in the compartment with Draco right behind her.

"Hermione! Malfoy is right behind you, duck! He might curse you!" Ron said in a panicy voice.

"Ron, it's ok, I know Draco's here. He came with me. He's part of the reason why I want to talk to you."

"WHAT!? Hermione, please tell me that you didn't call Ferretboy Malfoy by his frist name! What's going on?"

"Ron, if you shut up, then I can explain. Ok? Both of you listen to me and don't inturrupt me until I am done! Ok?" Both boy's nodded. "Good." Hermione sat down, and Draco sat down right beside her taking her hand. Ron tightened his fists, but did nothing. "Well, I just wanted to let you guys know that Draco and I, we're...that we...ummm..."Hermione began to stumble over her words.

"Go ahead, Darling, tell them."

"DracoandIaregoingout." she said rather quickly.

"What?" Harry said.

"Harry, please don't get mad at me..."

"No, really, what did you say?"

"Oh, heh, umm, I said that, Draco and I are going out." Hermione said slowly.

"OH!" Ron and Harry's face went paler than Draco's.

"Hermione! How could you!? Why?" Ron asked.

"Ron, I like Draco and Draco likes me, so please. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you would yell at me!"

"I'm not yelling!"

"Then what are you doing right now?" Ron was about to open his mouth again, but Harry spoke up.

"Well, Mal-Dr-uh, Draco, congrats."

"Thanks, Pot-uh, I mean Harry." he shot Harry a small smile.

"What!? What the hell is going on here?" Ron yelled, "Has everyone gone mental?"

Hermione spoke again, "No Ron, none of us has gone mental. Please, listen Ron, please. I know that you don't like Draco, but he wanted me to tell you guys so that YOU wouldn't be MAD at ME. He really cares and I hope that you will care too. I hope that you can understand."

All eyes were on Ron now. His nostrils began to flare, his fist still tight, but then he calmed down, "Ok, I'll be nice, but just for you Hermione, just for you." Hermione smiled and hugged her two best friends.

"Oh, I love you two! You're the best bestfriends ever!"

"Listen uh," Ron was now talking to Draco, "I'm only doing this for Hermione. Let's call a truce." Ron stuck out his hand. Draco stared at it for a while, then he took it and shook hands with Ron.

"Yea, me too," Harry said. He, too, shook Draco's hand. "Listen, Draco, you better give Hermione the respect that she deserves. If anything were to happen to her, and I find out that you had something to do with it, I'll hunt you down." Harry said in a serious voice. He held a serious look, not taking his eyes away from Draco, but then he smiled. "Just take care of her for us," he looked over at Ron, "Please."

"I will. I'll protect her with my life." Draco said.

They all stayed in the compartment, silent for a while, then they began to talk. Hermione fell asleep on Draco's shoulder after a while. Then Ron fell asleep, then Harry, then Draco. The three boys woke up the worst way. Hermione had her jacket in hand and was hitting them all on the heads with her hood.

"Hey! That's not fair!" Draco yelled. "Let's get her!" Hermione was being held down by Draco and Ron and Harry were tickling her. She was wiggling like a crazy animal.

"Ok, ahhh! Ok, stop! *giggle* *giggle* Stop!" Hermione begged.

"I don't know? Should we stop?" Harry asked the two other boys. "What do you think Draco? Ron? Has she had enough of a punishment?"

"YES!" Hermione said, still being held down by Draco. They all began to laugh and sat back down in their seats. "We're here!"

"Ok, well, good! I'm starving!" Ron said. They all gave him a look and began to laugh once agian as they exited the train.

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