In a World of Choas
Chapter Five: Just Leave me alone
The feast went as the feasts always did. Dumbledore gave the same speech he had been giving since fifth year, brats got sorted, people ate too much the usual. Although not necisarily in that order. Hermione had a heck of a time finding a seat at the Gryffindor table. Everywhere she sat Harry and Ron would try to sit down too.
They just didn't get it. They just didn't understand how she just wanted them to stay away from her. Harry should be a bit more understanding on the matter, he went through a similar fase in fifth year after Sirius died. But perhaps he seemed to have put that memory in a box he barried in the back yard because he followed Ron's example of pestering her.
Eventually she just sat down with Pavarti and Lavender knowing they would leave her alone there. The giggly girls just had this repellent aura when it came to those two so until the feast was over she would be safe.
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Draco listened to Pansy's recap on her summer. Once again she was sent off to her aunts place in Spain. Pansy's parents sent her there whenever she wasn't at Hogwarts. It had been that way since she was six. But it didn't matter to Pansy. She was close to her aunt Maria because of it. At least when her parents wound up dead or in prison she wouldn't have a great loss to deal with.
"So have you thought about what I said on the train?"
"Pansy why are you pushing this?"
"Because. You seemed so adement about it and it would do you some good. And think of how much it will hit your parents when they find out your dating a mudblood."
"Pansy I would never date a girl to get back at my parents. Besides what about the little fact that we have hated eachother for years? Maybe that will slow things up a little bit."
"Only if you let it."
"Pansy stop it."
"Ok fine. I will for now."
Silence over took the two as they went back to eating their dinner. Well she went back to eating her dinner but he returned to pushing a piece of lettuce around on a plate with his fork. He didn't feel like eating. He looked around the tables and tried to supress a laugh at the sight of a very humourous site at the Gryffindor table.
Potter and Weasley were chasing Granger around the table until she eventually sat down with the giggly Gryffindors Potter and Weasley didn't like. Those two would never learn. It just came as a bit of a shock that Granger had finally learned what it had taken him just the summer to reolise. Potter and Weasley weren't all bad. In fact at times they could be fun and amusing. But at a certain amount of time one wants to run away and hang themselves rather than ever have to see those loons again. Draco even tried this but they followed him out to the tree. Pests. And by the looks of it Granger has finally reolised it too. Maybe there is hope for her yet.
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After everyone had eaten themselves obese, well actually just feeling like they would be come morning, the students began to file out of the hall, prefects leading the first years to the dorms. Hermione and Draco wrestled through the crowds to the front of the hall to meet with McGonagall and Snape.
The meeting was pretty basic, they were given a list of duties, passwords to all the house commons, and password and directions to their common room. Anything else they would need to know like upcoming events and such would come in later meetings.
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Hermion and Draco walked in silence from the hall only to discover Harry and Ron waiting for them on the marble steps. "Hermione we want to talk to you."
"Well I don't want to talk to you,"she snapped back.
"Please Hermione."
"No."
"Please?"
"She said no," Draco stepped in. Normally he wouldn't care but he wanted to go to bed and she had the directions to their dorm and the password. "Just leave her alone right now."
"Stay out of this Malfoy."
"Harry shush. Ron don't even open your mouth. Before you two even start let me tell you something. I have thoughts and feelings that matter too. And when my thoughts are finalised in a decision it is not up to you in any way to alter my decisions. So if I dont want to talk to you, its my decision so just drop it. And another thing, its after cerfew you two are spose to be in bed and this little badge i'm wearing gives me the ability to take points off you. So you better go to bed before I do take points."
Frightened by the firmness in her voice they followed her orders and ran back to their commons. Scared it was her time of the month or something.
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When Draco and Hermione entered their common room they were quite surprised by what they saw. No it was not decorated in house colours. In fact the spines on the book shelf were the only thing that had colour. Everything else was white, the floors, the furnature the walls. Everything.
Hermione smirked causing Draco to arch a brow. "What?"
"Dude, we get to decorate ourselves."
"I thought they were just trying to make us go snow blind."
"Haha. I'll do this half of the room my way. You do that half your way."
"What if I want that half."
"Then suck it up and stay on your own half."
They set to work decorating the common rooms. Not talking throughout the entire time they did so. Workin in silence seemed to suit them. By not talking, they didn't argue. And by not arguing they managed to get work done. And finding a way to get work done would be important for them since they would be working together a lot throughout the year.
They sat in the common room for an hour after decorating. And their decorating was quite different from any normal room. Due to personality clash, his half of the room was dark and expensive looking. And her side was colourful and vintage.
He sat in his chair and read a history book, whereas she sat in a beanbag chair and wrote. It was silent. A loud silence. Almost deafining. "What are you writing."
She looked up at him. "Just some poems or songs as the ideas come into my head."
"Are you writing a poem or a song right now?"
"Song."
"Lets hear it," he put down his book and crossed his legs.
"I
dont play for people. You were lucky to wander in on the train. You'll probably
never hear it again."
"Come on. I heard you before and
I still got my hearing. It can't be that bad."
She glared at him. "For your information I don't have performance issues. My songs... their personal. You hear them. You get into my life. I'm revealed. I don't know if I'm ready to let anyone in on my life just yet."
"Come on. Just one maybe two songs. If it's comments your worried I'll make on your sentimental music. I wont make any."
"What ever Malfoy I'm going to bed."
Get out of my face
Get off my case
If I wanted to talk
To you I would walk
But I don't
Just leave me alone
Leave me alone
Go away
Try another day
Just leave me alone
Pester and pester
Don't talk to me
I need time to cope
Get back my old hope
Not get choked by the rope
I need some time
To just be on my own
Hold the phone
Just leave me alone
Standing in front of the mirror Hermione looked herself over, guitar in hand. She stared long at herself. She didn't even recognize herself anymore. Of course not. So much had changed. It all had changed.
She was so much more now. Normally by this time in the year she would be studying and reading all her text books for the twelvth time. But now that her parents were dead she didn't have the pressure to top all put on her. She could be herself and not have to worry about living up to expectations she could never reach. She didn't have to worry about anything or anyone getting in the way of her being herself.
Draco sat by the fire. Watching the flames flicker. Why was she like that? So spazzy. Why did he care? How could he care. She was the girl from the cafe. She was the girl he hated for six years. Sure he had no real reason to hate her. Yet here he found himself worrying about her because she had a spaz at him. Why did she affect him this way?
AN: Hey sorry about the wait. I will update sooner because as it turns out I have a deadline on this fic since it will be in my writing 12 final project. So have no fear it will be completed shortly.