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Chapter 7
Hermione's POV
Hermione woke up early next morning and decided that she didn't feel like having anything to do with Malfoy today. 'I think I'll go to the Gryffindor Commons room now.'
Hermione got up and started to get dressed. She put on a pair of jeans and a gold t-shirt with red linings on the side. 'Hmm…how should I put my hair?' Hermione tried probably at least 5 different ways finally ending up with just a ponytail. Hermione applied some lip gloss on, slipped on her shoes, grabbed her robe and headed out the door smacking straight into Malfoy.
'Oh my gosh,' Hermione thought. She found her heart beating wildly at being so close to him. "What are you doing up so early?" Hermione demanded, trying to forget that thought.
"I should ask the same of you."
"I always get up early," Hermione shot back, finally getting the nerve to just walk past him.
"Oh no…it doesn't work that way. I get a kiss first before you leave." Malfoy said, grabbing her arm, aggressively, as she tried to get to the door and kissing her softly, for once, on the mouth. 'I can never get enough of her,' Malfoy thought.
"What is that? Strawberry? Tastes good," Malfoy said, smirking, releasing her arm, watching her rub it protectively, knowing it was probably going to bruise.
"Oh, sod off, Malfoy!" Hermione screamed, backing away towards the door, bumping into it, she opened it and ran, pulling her robe on.
Turning the corner, she, again, ran into someone. 'Is he ever going to leave me alone? How did he get here so fast anyways?'
Looking up, she realized it wasn't even Malfoy, but Jonathon. Again, she felt her heart beating faster than normal.
Shaking the feeling off, she asked, "What are you doing wandering the halls so early in the morning?"
"I don't know, I woke up early, thought I'd get some breakfast before I need to get ready for classes."
"Oh, ok…well, don't forget about Thursday evening detention," Hermione reminded him, "at 7:00."
"Yes…yes…I know, no need to tell me again," he mumbled before walking away towards the Great Hall.
"Hey, wait!" Hermione called.
"What?"
"First of all, don't use that tone of voice with me, second, have I told you my name?"
"Umm…I don't think so."
"Hermione Granger."
"Nice to meet you, again, Hermione."
"Yes, same here. Now I must be going. I was heading off to the Gryffindor Tower to visit my friends."
"Oh, well, I'll see you Thursday, then."
"Yes, of course you will, or you will get a double detention."
"Oh, umm, well, bye!" Jonathon turned back around and headed off towards Great Hall, once again.
Hermione left in the opposite direction, whistling her favorite tune as she went.
'He's not that bad, really, just needs a little shaping up.' Hermione thought, 'but I can fix that easily. 'All I really need to do is just talk to him. He'll loosen up. I wonder what I should make him do Thursday…. Maybe I'll just make him talk to me for hours at a time! Ha ha, that's a good one,' Hermione thought, amusing herself.
'He'll be dying to get out of there so bad that as soon as I release him, he'll be out of there in a flash!'
Hermione chuckled to herself as she rounded the corner and discovered the fat lady's painting down the hall.
As she came upon it, she mumbled the password that she knew because she was Head Girl, and walked in.
Harry and Ron were surprisingly up already.
"What are you two doing up so early?" she asked suspiciously.
"Trying to get some last minute homework done before classes," Ron replied.
"Hi, Hermione! How have you been doing?" Harry asked.
Hermione could understand herself why she wasn't telling them the truth. 'I hate Malfoy don't I? Wouldn't I want to tell them?' She couldn't answer her own questions so she decided just to not bring it up.
"I've been doing good, just busy," she answered instead, "you?"
"Great, just a lot of homework. Don't teachers understand that you get homework from every class, not just theirs? I think they expect us to work on the homework they give us all night!" Ron complained.
"That's life," Hermione said, simply.
"Well, then, I hate life," he answered.
"Oh don't say that! You do not! I'm in your life! You hate me? What about Harry? You hate him?"
"No, of course not."
"Then don't say you hate life."
"You're crabby this morning," said Harry.
"I am not!" she snapped at him. She knew she was being mean to them but she just hasn't had a very good morning, minus the run-in in the hallway. And she didn't want then questioning her why. But then again, her attitude toward them will probably make them want to question her.
Harry and Ron obviously decided to change the subject, sensing she didn't want to talk about her problems.
'Well, good, I'm glad they came to their senses and left me alone about that!' Hermione thought, happily.
"I'm going to go down to breakfast. My stomach is telling me to eat. I can hear it." Harry told them, "anyone coming with me?"
"I will," answered Ron.
"Hermione?"
"Umm…no, not right now…I'll catch up with you later, how's that?"
"If you want to. Come on Ron, let's go."
Harry scrambled out the portrait door, closely followed by Ron, leaving Hermione by herself to her thoughts.
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