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Draco smirked. Pansy scowled. Hermione looked puzzled.
"Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering."
"Tell me the truth."
Draco looked at Pansy, who shrugged. The bet was over. He had won. There was no point in keeping it from Granger any longer.
"Look Granger..." Draco said.
"You called me Granger."
"There a crime in that?"
"I thought I was 'Mione."
Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair. This wasn't going to be easy.
"'Mione. The only reason I pretended to like you was so I'd win a bet."
"YOU PRETENDED TO LIKE ME?!" Hermione screeched. Much to Draco's relief she did not cry, but she looked furious.
"Well, yes," Draco said. "I guess I pretended."
"How could you do that?!" Hermione hissed. "I trusted you! And look what I get in return!"
"A wonderful relationship?" Pansy asked, smirking.
Hermione glared at her. "I get betrayed a second time."
"I still like you Hermione."
Hermione's face turned red. She walked towards Draco and smacked his face. Then she stormed out of the room, leaving Pansy and Draco alone.
Draco touched his cheek. How could Hermione do that to him?! Embarrass him in front of Pansy...how could she? His cheek stung but Draco realized it was nothing compared to the pain he had caused her. How could he have done that to her?
"Well," Pansy said sullenly. "You win Draco. I guess I can start doing your homework and..."
"Shut up Pansy," Draco growled. "You don't have to do anything for me."
Pansy looked at him, stunned. "But you won!"
"What I want you to do is stay out of my sight. NEVER talk to me again."
"But - but!"
It was all stupid Pansy's fault. If it wasn't for her STUPID bet...he would have never gotten to know Hermione. But, if he hadn't known her, he wouldn't have broken her heart.
Draco made a rude gesture with his middle finger and stalked out of the classroom.
*
Hermione burst through the portrait, crying. Harry and Ron jumped up and immediately ran over to her.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked worriedly. "Can you tell us?"
Hermione shook her head no and sobbed into Harry's robe. How could he do this to her? She thought furiously to herself. How?!
"Was it Malfoy?" Harry inquired softly.
Hermione paused. Should she tell them? She nodded slightly.
"I'LL KILL HIM!" Ron shouted at the top of his lungs. "I'll wring his neck with my own HANDS. I'm sick of Malfoy and his crap!"
"Ron," Hermione sniffled quietly. "I'm ok. Really." She gave the two boys a watery smile and collapsed onto a blood red couch.
The truth is she wasn't ok. Her heart was broken and there was no way to put it back together.
"I have something to tell you, Ron," Hermione confessed.
Ron sat down, his face pale. Harry did the same.
"I really don't like you more than a friend."
Ron let out low sigh. "I figured as much. I was just so happy that you gave me a chance..." he shrugged. "What am I going to do?"
"I'm sure you'll find the perfect girl for you," Hermione told Ron. "But that girl...it isn't me."
"Is the perfect boy for you...Malfoy?" Harry asked delicately.
Hermione stared at the floor for a few moments.
"He may have been. But he sure isn't anymore."
"What happened?"
Tears gathered in Hermione's eyes and she hastily wiped them away. "It was fake. Draco never liked me. Pansy made a bet that he couldn't get me to say I loved him..." Hermione swallowed and swallowed to control her tears.
Ron and Harry looked at each other, unable to say anything. That was low, even for Malfoy. To pretend to like someone to win a bet...
"It's time for lunch," Ron said, looking at Hermione.
"I'm not hungry," she replied flatly.
"Err - well," Ron said, looking anxiously at Harry. "If you guys don't mind..."
"Go ahead," Harry said, grinning faintly. "I need to work on some homework."
Ron waved goodbye and trotted out of the common room. Hermione said something about needing some sleep and she walked up to the common room.
"Timusprea, one hour," Hermione said, waving her wand (Timusprea is a spell that is sort of like an alarm clock). The last thing she wanted was to be late to Potions.
She lay on her bed for a few moments, her mind blank. She turned over on her side, closed her eyes, and sleep claimed her.
** "I can't live without you!" Hermione screamed as Draco drifted further and further away. "I need you!"
"I have already chosen my path," Draco said in a cold, deep voice. "You are not part of it."
Tears streamed down Hermione's cheeks. "But I love you Draco, I love you!"
Draco looked at her for a moment. Then, "I love you too. But the Dark Load cannot love, therefor I must kill you."
Hermione stepped back, a stunned look on her face. Kill her?! "What are you talking about?"
"As long as you are alive I will love you, so you must die. Avada Ked -!" **
Hermione woke with a start. Cold sweat was pouring down her face, mixed with tears of sadness and grief.
"Calm down 'Mione..." she whispered softly to herself. It was just a dream...or was it?
*
"You look awful."
"I can't look worse than I feel," Hermione mumbled miserably. She couldn't get Malfoy off her mind.
"Well," Harry said, casting a worried glance in Hermione's direction. "Potions is in a few minutes and we have to walk down to the dungeons..."
Hermione slowly raised herself out of her seat and grabbed her books. "Let's go."
Harry and Ron exited through the portrait and were turning the corner when - CRASH. They raced back to the tower and saw Hermione trying to get the blood to stop flowing from her nose. She had obviously tripped - her books were everywhere and ink was leaking through her bookbag.
Ron rushed over to Hermione. "Medicor!" he said, pointing his wand at her nose. Ron muttered under his breath and tapped his wand. "Medicor!"
"Why isn't anything happening?!" Ron asked, outraged.
"You're saying it wrong!" Hermione said thickly, swallowing a mouth full of blood. She spat it out; tears gathering in her eyes.
"Why'd you run into the wall?" Ron asked.
"Because..." Hermione answered tentatively. "I was thinking about Draco and I guess I wasn't paying attention..."
Ron looked at Hermione, his mouth open. He was about to ask something else when -
"'Mione needs to go to the hospital wing," Harry said firmly.
Hermione nodded. Anything to get my mind off.
"Blimey!" Ron said, snapping back to reality. "Your right! That blood is still pouring out..."
"Ron," Hermione whimpered, looking at his robes as Harry pulled her up. "You're all bloody..."
"What?" Ron asked, startled. He looked down at his robes. They were a sticky and wet, but he didn't care. "That's alright. I don't have time to change anyway, Potions..."
"You better get the hospital wing..." Harry said anxiously to Hermione. She nodded and ran off, her hands trying to stop the blood.
*
"Potter!" Snape barked. Harry wiped Snape's spit off his face and tried not to strangle him.
"What?"
"Where is Granger?"
Draco looked over and Harry, waiting for an answer. He hadn't seen Hermione in a few hours...
"I don't know sir," Harry said, smirking. "Why don't you ask her?"
Snape grinned, showing off his yellow teeth. "Ten points from Gryffindor for Potter's lip."
"Excuse me, Professor!" a girl said breathlessly. "I'm here!"
Hermione slid into the seat between Harry and Ron, blood-free.
"Where were you?" Snape asked dangerously.
"Hospital wing, sir," Hermione answered.
"Fine!" Snape snapped. Harry and Ron smiled at each other - they knew Snape would of loved to taken off house points because of Hermione.
"Give me your homework, Granger!"
"Homework?" Hermione said, her eyes widening.
"Yes, homework! Hand it in!"
"I wasn't aware we had homework, sir."
Harry stared at Hermione, amazed. How could she not know we had homework?!
Snape smiled. "Twenty points will be taken from Gryffindor for Miss. Granger's silly excuse of not knowing homework was assigned. Anyone else not have their work?"
No hands were raised.
"Very well. Today we will be studying..."
Hermione looked at the floor. How could she not remember the homework?! All she remembered was...
Draco.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN! I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I just got caught up and everything and now that school has started I have less and less time to do what I want. I'm hoping to have another chapter up Monday night but don't count on it. I also have to work on my Ginny shrine and get a new layout up at another site of mine so time this weekend is limited. Please be sure to review and have a good Labor Day!
Draco smirked. Pansy scowled. Hermione looked puzzled.
"Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering."
"Tell me the truth."
Draco looked at Pansy, who shrugged. The bet was over. He had won. There was no point in keeping it from Granger any longer.
"Look Granger..." Draco said.
"You called me Granger."
"There a crime in that?"
"I thought I was 'Mione."
Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair. This wasn't going to be easy.
"'Mione. The only reason I pretended to like you was so I'd win a bet."
"YOU PRETENDED TO LIKE ME?!" Hermione screeched. Much to Draco's relief she did not cry, but she looked furious.
"Well, yes," Draco said. "I guess I pretended."
"How could you do that?!" Hermione hissed. "I trusted you! And look what I get in return!"
"A wonderful relationship?" Pansy asked, smirking.
Hermione glared at her. "I get betrayed a second time."
"I still like you Hermione."
Hermione's face turned red. She walked towards Draco and smacked his face. Then she stormed out of the room, leaving Pansy and Draco alone.
Draco touched his cheek. How could Hermione do that to him?! Embarrass him in front of Pansy...how could she? His cheek stung but Draco realized it was nothing compared to the pain he had caused her. How could he have done that to her?
"Well," Pansy said sullenly. "You win Draco. I guess I can start doing your homework and..."
"Shut up Pansy," Draco growled. "You don't have to do anything for me."
Pansy looked at him, stunned. "But you won!"
"What I want you to do is stay out of my sight. NEVER talk to me again."
"But - but!"
It was all stupid Pansy's fault. If it wasn't for her STUPID bet...he would have never gotten to know Hermione. But, if he hadn't known her, he wouldn't have broken her heart.
Draco made a rude gesture with his middle finger and stalked out of the classroom.
*
Hermione burst through the portrait, crying. Harry and Ron jumped up and immediately ran over to her.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked worriedly. "Can you tell us?"
Hermione shook her head no and sobbed into Harry's robe. How could he do this to her? She thought furiously to herself. How?!
"Was it Malfoy?" Harry inquired softly.
Hermione paused. Should she tell them? She nodded slightly.
"I'LL KILL HIM!" Ron shouted at the top of his lungs. "I'll wring his neck with my own HANDS. I'm sick of Malfoy and his crap!"
"Ron," Hermione sniffled quietly. "I'm ok. Really." She gave the two boys a watery smile and collapsed onto a blood red couch.
The truth is she wasn't ok. Her heart was broken and there was no way to put it back together.
"I have something to tell you, Ron," Hermione confessed.
Ron sat down, his face pale. Harry did the same.
"I really don't like you more than a friend."
Ron let out low sigh. "I figured as much. I was just so happy that you gave me a chance..." he shrugged. "What am I going to do?"
"I'm sure you'll find the perfect girl for you," Hermione told Ron. "But that girl...it isn't me."
"Is the perfect boy for you...Malfoy?" Harry asked delicately.
Hermione stared at the floor for a few moments.
"He may have been. But he sure isn't anymore."
"What happened?"
Tears gathered in Hermione's eyes and she hastily wiped them away. "It was fake. Draco never liked me. Pansy made a bet that he couldn't get me to say I loved him..." Hermione swallowed and swallowed to control her tears.
Ron and Harry looked at each other, unable to say anything. That was low, even for Malfoy. To pretend to like someone to win a bet...
"It's time for lunch," Ron said, looking at Hermione.
"I'm not hungry," she replied flatly.
"Err - well," Ron said, looking anxiously at Harry. "If you guys don't mind..."
"Go ahead," Harry said, grinning faintly. "I need to work on some homework."
Ron waved goodbye and trotted out of the common room. Hermione said something about needing some sleep and she walked up to the common room.
"Timusprea, one hour," Hermione said, waving her wand (Timusprea is a spell that is sort of like an alarm clock). The last thing she wanted was to be late to Potions.
She lay on her bed for a few moments, her mind blank. She turned over on her side, closed her eyes, and sleep claimed her.
** "I can't live without you!" Hermione screamed as Draco drifted further and further away. "I need you!"
"I have already chosen my path," Draco said in a cold, deep voice. "You are not part of it."
Tears streamed down Hermione's cheeks. "But I love you Draco, I love you!"
Draco looked at her for a moment. Then, "I love you too. But the Dark Load cannot love, therefor I must kill you."
Hermione stepped back, a stunned look on her face. Kill her?! "What are you talking about?"
"As long as you are alive I will love you, so you must die. Avada Ked -!" **
Hermione woke with a start. Cold sweat was pouring down her face, mixed with tears of sadness and grief.
"Calm down 'Mione..." she whispered softly to herself. It was just a dream...or was it?
*
"You look awful."
"I can't look worse than I feel," Hermione mumbled miserably. She couldn't get Malfoy off her mind.
"Well," Harry said, casting a worried glance in Hermione's direction. "Potions is in a few minutes and we have to walk down to the dungeons..."
Hermione slowly raised herself out of her seat and grabbed her books. "Let's go."
Harry and Ron exited through the portrait and were turning the corner when - CRASH. They raced back to the tower and saw Hermione trying to get the blood to stop flowing from her nose. She had obviously tripped - her books were everywhere and ink was leaking through her bookbag.
Ron rushed over to Hermione. "Medicor!" he said, pointing his wand at her nose. Ron muttered under his breath and tapped his wand. "Medicor!"
"Why isn't anything happening?!" Ron asked, outraged.
"You're saying it wrong!" Hermione said thickly, swallowing a mouth full of blood. She spat it out; tears gathering in her eyes.
"Why'd you run into the wall?" Ron asked.
"Because..." Hermione answered tentatively. "I was thinking about Draco and I guess I wasn't paying attention..."
Ron looked at Hermione, his mouth open. He was about to ask something else when -
"'Mione needs to go to the hospital wing," Harry said firmly.
Hermione nodded. Anything to get my mind off.
"Blimey!" Ron said, snapping back to reality. "Your right! That blood is still pouring out..."
"Ron," Hermione whimpered, looking at his robes as Harry pulled her up. "You're all bloody..."
"What?" Ron asked, startled. He looked down at his robes. They were a sticky and wet, but he didn't care. "That's alright. I don't have time to change anyway, Potions..."
"You better get the hospital wing..." Harry said anxiously to Hermione. She nodded and ran off, her hands trying to stop the blood.
*
"Potter!" Snape barked. Harry wiped Snape's spit off his face and tried not to strangle him.
"What?"
"Where is Granger?"
Draco looked over and Harry, waiting for an answer. He hadn't seen Hermione in a few hours...
"I don't know sir," Harry said, smirking. "Why don't you ask her?"
Snape grinned, showing off his yellow teeth. "Ten points from Gryffindor for Potter's lip."
"Excuse me, Professor!" a girl said breathlessly. "I'm here!"
Hermione slid into the seat between Harry and Ron, blood-free.
"Where were you?" Snape asked dangerously.
"Hospital wing, sir," Hermione answered.
"Fine!" Snape snapped. Harry and Ron smiled at each other - they knew Snape would of loved to taken off house points because of Hermione.
"Give me your homework, Granger!"
"Homework?" Hermione said, her eyes widening.
"Yes, homework! Hand it in!"
"I wasn't aware we had homework, sir."
Harry stared at Hermione, amazed. How could she not know we had homework?!
Snape smiled. "Twenty points will be taken from Gryffindor for Miss. Granger's silly excuse of not knowing homework was assigned. Anyone else not have their work?"
No hands were raised.
"Very well. Today we will be studying..."
Hermione looked at the floor. How could she not remember the homework?! All she remembered was...
Draco.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN! I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I just got caught up and everything and now that school has started I have less and less time to do what I want. I'm hoping to have another chapter up Monday night but don't count on it. I also have to work on my Ginny shrine and get a new layout up at another site of mine so time this weekend is limited. Please be sure to review and have a good Labor Day!