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"Ron!" Hermione shouted, pulling away from Draco. "What are you doing here?!"
"I was just about to ask you the same thing," Ron said coldly.
Draco's hand tightened on Hermione's waist. "Don't do anything," she whispered.
"Well?" Ron asked sarcastically. "What are you doing out here?"
"Shut your face, Weasel!" Draco shouted.
"Ron, Draco, calm down!" Hermione ordered.
Ron glared at Hermione, his eyes blazing. She looked at him, afraid of what he might do to Draco.
"I came looking for you," Ron growled. "But I see you already have company."
"Yes, well, that was very sweet Ron -!"
"I don't know what you see in him, Hermione," Ron carried on, ignoring Hermione. "He's just a slimy git."
Draco jumped up, his wand out. "Take that back!" he barked.
"Make me!" Ron roared, pulling out his wand, but Draco was too fast.
"Expelliarmus!" Draco shouted.
Ron let out a cry of fury. He ran forward and rammed into Draco's gut. Draco staggered backwards, smirking despite the pain. He punched Ron's face, causing blood to spill out of his nose. Ron kicked Draco's groin, making him double over in pain. Draco connected his fist with Ron's gut, while Ron was kicking his shins. Both boys were bloody and bruised, but continued on with the fight.
"Stop!" Hermione screamed, her face streaked with tears. She couldn't take it any longer. It hurt her greatly to see the boy she liked and her best friend fighting over her.
Both boys looked over at her, surprised to see that she was still there. They were even more surprised to see that she had been crying.
She pointed her wand at Draco and muttered "Medicor", then did the same to Ron. Their bruises faded and their cuts stopped bleeding.
"Thanks 'Mione," Draco said weakly.
"I am disgusted with both of you. How could you do that?! There was absolutely NO reason to fight."
"He started it!" Ron sputtered.
"QUIET RON. I cannot believe that you would stoop so low as to fight someone just because I like him! And you!" Hermione shouted, turning towards Malfoy. "Keep your hands off my best friend!"
"'Mione don't be mad..." Draco said.
"Don't be mad?!" Hermione laughed hollowly. "How can I not be mad when you guys cannot get along for five minutes?!"
Draco reached forward to grab Hermione but she moved away.
"Until you two can get along, I don't want to speak to either of you!" she said, leaving Draco and Ron alone.
They glared at each other, each blaming the other for this mess. Ron's hair was ruffled and dirt was smudged on his face. Draco's slicked hair was pointing in all directions and he had a black eye.
"It's all your fault, Weasel!" Draco hissed. "She doesn't like you so stay away from her!"
"If not getting along with each other keeps Hermione safe and away from you, I don't think I'm going to make an effort!" Ron shouted.
"Well then, you'll never be able to kiss precious Hermione!" Draco said, smirking. "Isn't that what you've always wanted?"
"Shut up!" Ron growled.
"Who's going to make me?" Draco questioned, pointing his wand in Ron's face.
"Let's go Ron," Harry said, appearing out of nowhere. He steered Ron away from Malfoy.
"Thanks Harry," Ron mumbled.
Harry looked at Ron's bruises, messed up hair, and dirt on his robes. "What happened?" he asked urgently.
"I - err - well, Malfoy and I had a row," Ron confessed sheepishly.
"About what?"
"Hermione."
"Ah," Harry said, understanding at last. "So where is Hermione now? Did she go off with Malfoy?"
"Err - no," Ron said, looking at the floor. "She was pretty peeved when I last saw her. She sort of disappeared."
Harry and Ron continued walking in silence. "Want to go have a spot of dinner?" Harry inquired.
"Sure," Ron said, grateful to get his mind off of Hermione. The two boys turned down a corridor and entered the Great Hall.
"Oh no!" Ron whispered, falling behind Harry. "Hermione's here! Hide me Harry!"
"Oh come on, Ron," Harry said exasperated. "Even if I tried to hide you I couldn't. Do I have to remind you that you're about 4 inches taller than me?"
"I can't face her!" Ron said nervously. His face had gone pale behind his freckles and he looked worried.
"Hermione will understand," Harry reassured Ron. "Just say you're sorry."
"It's not that easy, mate!" Ron exclaimed worriedly.
"Come on!" Harry pushed Ron towards Hermione.
"Can I sit here?" he asked awkwardly.
Hermione nodded coldly, her eyes fixed on her potatoes and steak.
Silence followed, the only sound to be heard (between the three) was the clanking of silverware.
"So!" Harry said brightly. Too brightly. "What's up Hermione?"
"Nothing," she replied flatly, not in the mood to talk to anyone.
"Ron tells me he was you and Draco kissing," Harry said, not seeing Ron shaking his head madly.
"Oh did he?" Hermione asked, heating up. "Did he tell you all about Draco and I?"
Ron put his head in his hands. "Err - no!" Harry said, trying to fix things up. "He just said he saw Draco kissing you and thought..."
"That I was being sexually assaulted? That I needed to be rescued?" Hermione snapped. "I had things perfectly under control and it so happens that the kiss was by mutual consent."
Harry and Ron stared, surprised at the sudden anger coming from Hermione.
"Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed," Hermione said, biding them goodnight.
"Hermione, wait!" Ron said, but she didn't here him.
"I'm going to bed too. G'night mate!" Ron said to Harry and scurried after Hermione.
*
"What are you doing here?" Hermione questioned coldly as Ron stepped through the portrait. "I thought I told you I didn't want to talk -"
Ron walked forward and pressed his lips against Hermione's, his face turning red. Hermione stood stiff as a board feeling very uncomfortable.
"Goodnight," Ron mumbled, backing away. He ran up to the dormitory, his face as red as his hair.
Hermione remained in the common room with a dazed look on her face. She put her fingers to her lips, trying to remember Ron's kiss. Was it anything compared to Draco's?
"Hermione?" Harry asked, waving a hand in front of her face. "HERMIONE?"
"Huh?" Hermione asked. "Oh Harry! What are you doing here?"
"This is my common room to you know," Harry replied chuckling.
"But...you weren't in here a minute ago..." Hermione stuttered, hoping that Harry had not walked in on Ron kissing her.
"No, I came in and you didn't hear me. You had this really odd look on your face," Harry said, gazing at her intently. "What's the matter?"
"The matter?" Hermione giggled, trying to laugh it off. "Nothing is the matter. Everything is perfect." Almost, she thought to herself.
"It's Ron, isn't it?" Harry asked matter-of-factly.
"Ron?" Hermione said, her eyes bulging. "What about him!?"
Harry looked at her, confused. "It's nothing to freak about, Hermione."
"You were there, weren't you? You saw Ron kissed me," she whispered softly.
"Ron kissed you?!" Harry yelped.
Hermione's mouth dropped open. "You weren't - you didn't - but I - you said -"
"I didn't see Ron kiss you!" Harry said. "But did he Hermione? Did he really kiss you?"
Hermione nodded. Harry let out a low whistle. "This is serious," Harry said. "You're going to have to choose."
"I know!" Hermione wailed. Tears collected in her eyes and she hastily wiped them away. "But it's so hard."
"So you're serious about Malfoy?" Harry asked softly.
"I don't know," Hermione replied. "I like him, but I don't know if I love him."
"Why don't you put him through some tests? See if he really is serious about you," Harry suggested.
"I don't know...," Hermione said, biting her lip.
Harry flung an arm around her. "Come on Hermione! What is there to loose?"
"Draco."
A/N: Done! Thank you all for reviewing, it means a lot to me! I'm going to start working on the next chapter ASAP.
"Ron!" Hermione shouted, pulling away from Draco. "What are you doing here?!"
"I was just about to ask you the same thing," Ron said coldly.
Draco's hand tightened on Hermione's waist. "Don't do anything," she whispered.
"Well?" Ron asked sarcastically. "What are you doing out here?"
"Shut your face, Weasel!" Draco shouted.
"Ron, Draco, calm down!" Hermione ordered.
Ron glared at Hermione, his eyes blazing. She looked at him, afraid of what he might do to Draco.
"I came looking for you," Ron growled. "But I see you already have company."
"Yes, well, that was very sweet Ron -!"
"I don't know what you see in him, Hermione," Ron carried on, ignoring Hermione. "He's just a slimy git."
Draco jumped up, his wand out. "Take that back!" he barked.
"Make me!" Ron roared, pulling out his wand, but Draco was too fast.
"Expelliarmus!" Draco shouted.
Ron let out a cry of fury. He ran forward and rammed into Draco's gut. Draco staggered backwards, smirking despite the pain. He punched Ron's face, causing blood to spill out of his nose. Ron kicked Draco's groin, making him double over in pain. Draco connected his fist with Ron's gut, while Ron was kicking his shins. Both boys were bloody and bruised, but continued on with the fight.
"Stop!" Hermione screamed, her face streaked with tears. She couldn't take it any longer. It hurt her greatly to see the boy she liked and her best friend fighting over her.
Both boys looked over at her, surprised to see that she was still there. They were even more surprised to see that she had been crying.
She pointed her wand at Draco and muttered "Medicor", then did the same to Ron. Their bruises faded and their cuts stopped bleeding.
"Thanks 'Mione," Draco said weakly.
"I am disgusted with both of you. How could you do that?! There was absolutely NO reason to fight."
"He started it!" Ron sputtered.
"QUIET RON. I cannot believe that you would stoop so low as to fight someone just because I like him! And you!" Hermione shouted, turning towards Malfoy. "Keep your hands off my best friend!"
"'Mione don't be mad..." Draco said.
"Don't be mad?!" Hermione laughed hollowly. "How can I not be mad when you guys cannot get along for five minutes?!"
Draco reached forward to grab Hermione but she moved away.
"Until you two can get along, I don't want to speak to either of you!" she said, leaving Draco and Ron alone.
They glared at each other, each blaming the other for this mess. Ron's hair was ruffled and dirt was smudged on his face. Draco's slicked hair was pointing in all directions and he had a black eye.
"It's all your fault, Weasel!" Draco hissed. "She doesn't like you so stay away from her!"
"If not getting along with each other keeps Hermione safe and away from you, I don't think I'm going to make an effort!" Ron shouted.
"Well then, you'll never be able to kiss precious Hermione!" Draco said, smirking. "Isn't that what you've always wanted?"
"Shut up!" Ron growled.
"Who's going to make me?" Draco questioned, pointing his wand in Ron's face.
"Let's go Ron," Harry said, appearing out of nowhere. He steered Ron away from Malfoy.
"Thanks Harry," Ron mumbled.
Harry looked at Ron's bruises, messed up hair, and dirt on his robes. "What happened?" he asked urgently.
"I - err - well, Malfoy and I had a row," Ron confessed sheepishly.
"About what?"
"Hermione."
"Ah," Harry said, understanding at last. "So where is Hermione now? Did she go off with Malfoy?"
"Err - no," Ron said, looking at the floor. "She was pretty peeved when I last saw her. She sort of disappeared."
Harry and Ron continued walking in silence. "Want to go have a spot of dinner?" Harry inquired.
"Sure," Ron said, grateful to get his mind off of Hermione. The two boys turned down a corridor and entered the Great Hall.
"Oh no!" Ron whispered, falling behind Harry. "Hermione's here! Hide me Harry!"
"Oh come on, Ron," Harry said exasperated. "Even if I tried to hide you I couldn't. Do I have to remind you that you're about 4 inches taller than me?"
"I can't face her!" Ron said nervously. His face had gone pale behind his freckles and he looked worried.
"Hermione will understand," Harry reassured Ron. "Just say you're sorry."
"It's not that easy, mate!" Ron exclaimed worriedly.
"Come on!" Harry pushed Ron towards Hermione.
"Can I sit here?" he asked awkwardly.
Hermione nodded coldly, her eyes fixed on her potatoes and steak.
Silence followed, the only sound to be heard (between the three) was the clanking of silverware.
"So!" Harry said brightly. Too brightly. "What's up Hermione?"
"Nothing," she replied flatly, not in the mood to talk to anyone.
"Ron tells me he was you and Draco kissing," Harry said, not seeing Ron shaking his head madly.
"Oh did he?" Hermione asked, heating up. "Did he tell you all about Draco and I?"
Ron put his head in his hands. "Err - no!" Harry said, trying to fix things up. "He just said he saw Draco kissing you and thought..."
"That I was being sexually assaulted? That I needed to be rescued?" Hermione snapped. "I had things perfectly under control and it so happens that the kiss was by mutual consent."
Harry and Ron stared, surprised at the sudden anger coming from Hermione.
"Now if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed," Hermione said, biding them goodnight.
"Hermione, wait!" Ron said, but she didn't here him.
"I'm going to bed too. G'night mate!" Ron said to Harry and scurried after Hermione.
*
"What are you doing here?" Hermione questioned coldly as Ron stepped through the portrait. "I thought I told you I didn't want to talk -"
Ron walked forward and pressed his lips against Hermione's, his face turning red. Hermione stood stiff as a board feeling very uncomfortable.
"Goodnight," Ron mumbled, backing away. He ran up to the dormitory, his face as red as his hair.
Hermione remained in the common room with a dazed look on her face. She put her fingers to her lips, trying to remember Ron's kiss. Was it anything compared to Draco's?
"Hermione?" Harry asked, waving a hand in front of her face. "HERMIONE?"
"Huh?" Hermione asked. "Oh Harry! What are you doing here?"
"This is my common room to you know," Harry replied chuckling.
"But...you weren't in here a minute ago..." Hermione stuttered, hoping that Harry had not walked in on Ron kissing her.
"No, I came in and you didn't hear me. You had this really odd look on your face," Harry said, gazing at her intently. "What's the matter?"
"The matter?" Hermione giggled, trying to laugh it off. "Nothing is the matter. Everything is perfect." Almost, she thought to herself.
"It's Ron, isn't it?" Harry asked matter-of-factly.
"Ron?" Hermione said, her eyes bulging. "What about him!?"
Harry looked at her, confused. "It's nothing to freak about, Hermione."
"You were there, weren't you? You saw Ron kissed me," she whispered softly.
"Ron kissed you?!" Harry yelped.
Hermione's mouth dropped open. "You weren't - you didn't - but I - you said -"
"I didn't see Ron kiss you!" Harry said. "But did he Hermione? Did he really kiss you?"
Hermione nodded. Harry let out a low whistle. "This is serious," Harry said. "You're going to have to choose."
"I know!" Hermione wailed. Tears collected in her eyes and she hastily wiped them away. "But it's so hard."
"So you're serious about Malfoy?" Harry asked softly.
"I don't know," Hermione replied. "I like him, but I don't know if I love him."
"Why don't you put him through some tests? See if he really is serious about you," Harry suggested.
"I don't know...," Hermione said, biting her lip.
Harry flung an arm around her. "Come on Hermione! What is there to loose?"
"Draco."
A/N: Done! Thank you all for reviewing, it means a lot to me! I'm going to start working on the next chapter ASAP.