My Story
Chapter 2: Rescue Me
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter characters I would be the most awesome person known to people... but I don't, yet I still manage to pull off the most awesome person thing. Ah, as for the characters, they belong to J.K. Rowling and the song "Rescue Me" belongs to the Supremes, mainly Diana Ross.
A/N: It's been awhile, but I've just had this stupid contagious disease called, yep you got it, writer's block. Hopefully this chapter won't suck too much. Oh, well. We're about find out.
"Harry, seriously, there is nothing to worry about. It's just Ron. Please!" I begged him. He was making the biggest deal out of the stupidest little thing! He makes me so mad every time he does this… which is way too often in my opinion.
"'Mione I'm just tired of spending every night alone." He tried his hardest to pull off a sad puppy face, but I was convinced I wouldn't fall for it this time.
"No, Harry. It's your fault you'd rather just stay in the common room and do absolutely nothing but loiter and chit chat. As much as I like that, I really need to go to this study group with Ron and Draco." I cringed at the last name I mentioned. I was asking Harry, my boyfriend of almost nine months, if I could go to a session with my best friend and my arch enemy.
"Hermione, you're smart as it is. Please don't go." Harry placed his hands on my hips and looked down at me with a sweet expression etched across his rugged face.
"Sorry, Harry. My mind's made up. I'm going and that's it." I turned around and stalked out of the common room, slamming the portrait hole shut behind me. I noticed the Fat Lady growl at me a little. "I'm so sorry." I said quickly as I clutched my books to my chest and headed for the library.
For some strange reason, I had the sudden urge to slip into a bathroom quickly and make sure my hair looked okay. I brushed it quickly, adjusted my bra, and wiped some excess eye make up away before stumbling back out into the hallway with my Transfiguration, Potions, and Muggle Studies books.
I entered the library minutes later to see Ron already sitting at a table, his eye not on the open Transfiguration book in front of him, but on the busty Ravenclaw girl I'd seen around the school… I think her name was Jennifer.
I rolled my eyes as I approached the round table and plopped my books down loud enough for three other students to glance up from their studies at me. Ron came out of his daze suddenly and looked up at me with a surprised face.
"Sorry, 'Mione… I didn't see you come in," He stammered, his face turning the same color as his hair.
"Sure, whatever." I flashed him a huge smile and raised my eyebrows twice in a suggestive manner. "Jennifer, huh?" I jokingly hit him in the right shoulder and sat down next to him.
"Oh, hush it, Hermione," He said as he turned even redder.
I looked around the library quickly then glanced at my watch. Five after 8:00.
"Where is that thing?" I asked, my voice dripping with disdain.
Ron laughed for the first time that night. "I dunno…" He muttered under his breath as he began indulging himself in the wonderful chapter of how to turn your cauldron into a rattlesnake.
I sighed heavily, blowing a piece of straight brown hair out of my face quickly as I opened my Muggle Studies book to Chapter Thirteen: Toasters or Ovens? I quickly flipped to the page our assignment was on and began taking notes immediately. I was getting well into my report when the voice I knew all too well boomed above me.
"Ron," Draco gave Ron a small nod as I awaited my usual insult of Mudblood or Mrs. Pothead. I didn't even bother to look up because I knew if I did, the comments would only get to me that much more so I continued pretending to be deeply engrossed in my studies.
"Hermione, sorry I'm late," Draco said. Was that an apologetic tone I heard?
"Why are you apologizing?" I asked, my tone wasn't the most pleased, but I couldn't deny the fact I was happy that Draco Malfoy was apologizing to me, Hermione Granger.
"Because I just feel bad. Y'all invited me willingly into your 'study' group and here I go being late…" Draco's voice trailed off as he plopped himself down in a seat in front of me. I felt a smile begin to spread across my face so I put my book in front of my nose, trying to camouflage the ever-spreading grin. I caught Ron's eye and we exchanged suspicious glances. I gave Ron one of my questioning glances and Ron just shrugged in response.
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The night flew by. I found myself enjoying Draco's company. Yes, enjoying Draco Malfoy's company. How odd it was, I don't know. He was just… different. Not the usual Draco that everyone loved to hate. Around midnight I found myself wandering with him down the hallway. (Ron had gone to bed an hour earlier when really he left the library right when Jennifer did…) I don't know what had gotten into me, but by the time we were halfway to the Gryffindor Tower I noticed he was flirting with me. Winking at me, pushing me playfully, making cute comments… Then, before I knew it, we were holding hands.
I was holding hands with Draco Malfoy.
I didn't realize it until a couple minutes after we started, but I was actually loving the fact that he was paying attention to me. He wasn't the nicest person in the world, but he sure as hell wasn't the ugliest either. Being captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team didn't hurt his reputation, yet he'd never been the type of guy to have a girlfriend.
Draco stopped me right before we rounded the corner to Gryffindor Tower.
"Yes?" I asked him nervously, still holding his hand.
"What about Harry?" He asked; He looked genuinely concerned.
"I don't care…" I said before thinking.
"Good night, Hermione," He squeezed my hand gently before turning around and walked down the hallway.
I stood staring as his figure became smaller and smaller down the hallway.
"Good Night, Draco," I whispered.
A/N: Wow! A short chapter. Sorry 'bout that. It was a "transition" chapter I guess you could say. Hope you like it. Please review! Next chapter coming ASAP! Xoxox Hannah]
