(A/N: Hope you like the story so far! Reviews have been wonderful, thank
you! Hope you like this chapter. I know this is like the last thing you all
want to hear but just as a warning there's a cliffie! I thought I'd make
you all suffer some more! Hee hee~)
Usual disclaimer
Onto the story..
~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR: CAUSE AND EFFECTS
"He's going to be fine, Miss Granger, I can assure you" Madam Pomfrey said to the exhausted 16 year old.
"Thank you" Hermione replied
Hermione took a seat next to the bed as Madam Pomfrey went to get some potions for Draco. But Before long her thoughts had drifted back to the events of the day.
Very soon, teachers had arrived and levitated Draco all the way to the hospital wing with Hermione following. But no one else went with her. The players hadn't moved since they landed, and the crowd still seemed to be holding their breaths.
A tear ran down Hermione's cheek as she thought of her friends. Would they still be her friends? Or would they abandon her? Hermione wanted to believe that they would be her friends forever but it didn't seem likely.
Loosing her friends, her only family left, would probably kill Hermione. Hermione couldn't see Ron and Harry leaving her, she wouldn't accept that just yet. They were her best friends and practically her brothers.
Draco had landed on his side, cracking a rib and dislocating his shoulder. The only other injuries consisted of minor bruises and cuts. Hermione knew perfectly well that her scream could have saved him and that he could have died. In Hermione's mind it was just another reason to disapprove of Quidditch.
Madam Pomfrey returned with an arm full of potions to find a brown haired girl curled up in the nearby chair, sleeping peacefully.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
"DRACO!!!!!"
Everyone heard the single scream. Harry stopped his broom, watching Malfoy fall, fearing the worst when he heard it.
He scanned the Slytherin crowd, wondering who had cared so much about Malfoy. Harry knew that Draco was respected by the Slytherin, and lusted after by Pansy but Harry had never met anyone who had actually *cared about him.
It had never occurred in his mind before to look at the other houses. The thought was laughable but Harry did anyway, extremely curious by this time. That's when he saw it, that's when he saw Hermione.
Hermione was leaning over the barrier, look of utter terror on her face as she screamed to Malfoy.
Harry was so shocked he almost fell of his broom. It took a while for him to process what he had just witnessed. Hermione Granger was calling out to Draco Malfoy, her archenemy. He watched Hermione run onto the field and kneel beside Malfoy who had landed with a loud thump. Almost without thinking, Harry lowered his broomstick and landed, watching Hermione.
Hermione kneeled by Malfoy, holding his hand, and sobbing almost as much as she had when she found out that her parents had died. He heard her whisper something to Draco and then kiss him!!! Harry barely believed what he saw in front of him. Only questions filled his mind.
What the bloody hell is happening? How? How could she? When did this happen? Why didn't I know? When was she planning on telling me? Was she even planning to tell me?! How long has it been going on? What is *it?
Harry felt pain. He had been deceived, by his best friend! She was kissing his ultimate enemy!
Harry felt someone pull at his robe, yanking him away from his thoughts. Ginny was motioning towards Hermione exiting with a hovering Draco in front of her. Harry dared to steal a glance at Ron.
Words cannot express what exactly Ron was thinking. His fists were clenched, his face was red, he was shooting daggers at both Hermione and Draco, and his jaw was set as never before.
"WHAT-THE-BLOODY-HELL-WAS-- THAT?!" Ron demanded, shouting at the top of his lungs once both Hermione and Draco had exited.
"You got me" Dean Thomas said, eyes wide.
"HOW-COULD-SHE?!" Ron asked, looking as though he was going to have a heart attack.
"I don't know." Harry said angrily, "Let's go find out"
~*~*~*~*~*
(A/N: Cliffie! Hee hee! I'm evil, but oh well! Hope you liked it!)
Usual disclaimer
Onto the story..
~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR: CAUSE AND EFFECTS
"He's going to be fine, Miss Granger, I can assure you" Madam Pomfrey said to the exhausted 16 year old.
"Thank you" Hermione replied
Hermione took a seat next to the bed as Madam Pomfrey went to get some potions for Draco. But Before long her thoughts had drifted back to the events of the day.
Very soon, teachers had arrived and levitated Draco all the way to the hospital wing with Hermione following. But no one else went with her. The players hadn't moved since they landed, and the crowd still seemed to be holding their breaths.
A tear ran down Hermione's cheek as she thought of her friends. Would they still be her friends? Or would they abandon her? Hermione wanted to believe that they would be her friends forever but it didn't seem likely.
Loosing her friends, her only family left, would probably kill Hermione. Hermione couldn't see Ron and Harry leaving her, she wouldn't accept that just yet. They were her best friends and practically her brothers.
Draco had landed on his side, cracking a rib and dislocating his shoulder. The only other injuries consisted of minor bruises and cuts. Hermione knew perfectly well that her scream could have saved him and that he could have died. In Hermione's mind it was just another reason to disapprove of Quidditch.
Madam Pomfrey returned with an arm full of potions to find a brown haired girl curled up in the nearby chair, sleeping peacefully.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
"DRACO!!!!!"
Everyone heard the single scream. Harry stopped his broom, watching Malfoy fall, fearing the worst when he heard it.
He scanned the Slytherin crowd, wondering who had cared so much about Malfoy. Harry knew that Draco was respected by the Slytherin, and lusted after by Pansy but Harry had never met anyone who had actually *cared about him.
It had never occurred in his mind before to look at the other houses. The thought was laughable but Harry did anyway, extremely curious by this time. That's when he saw it, that's when he saw Hermione.
Hermione was leaning over the barrier, look of utter terror on her face as she screamed to Malfoy.
Harry was so shocked he almost fell of his broom. It took a while for him to process what he had just witnessed. Hermione Granger was calling out to Draco Malfoy, her archenemy. He watched Hermione run onto the field and kneel beside Malfoy who had landed with a loud thump. Almost without thinking, Harry lowered his broomstick and landed, watching Hermione.
Hermione kneeled by Malfoy, holding his hand, and sobbing almost as much as she had when she found out that her parents had died. He heard her whisper something to Draco and then kiss him!!! Harry barely believed what he saw in front of him. Only questions filled his mind.
What the bloody hell is happening? How? How could she? When did this happen? Why didn't I know? When was she planning on telling me? Was she even planning to tell me?! How long has it been going on? What is *it?
Harry felt pain. He had been deceived, by his best friend! She was kissing his ultimate enemy!
Harry felt someone pull at his robe, yanking him away from his thoughts. Ginny was motioning towards Hermione exiting with a hovering Draco in front of her. Harry dared to steal a glance at Ron.
Words cannot express what exactly Ron was thinking. His fists were clenched, his face was red, he was shooting daggers at both Hermione and Draco, and his jaw was set as never before.
"WHAT-THE-BLOODY-HELL-WAS-- THAT?!" Ron demanded, shouting at the top of his lungs once both Hermione and Draco had exited.
"You got me" Dean Thomas said, eyes wide.
"HOW-COULD-SHE?!" Ron asked, looking as though he was going to have a heart attack.
"I don't know." Harry said angrily, "Let's go find out"
~*~*~*~*~*
(A/N: Cliffie! Hee hee! I'm evil, but oh well! Hope you liked it!)