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Chapter 3 – Hot Lips and Hot Gossip
'I am not a fag, you know that Dean! I can't believe that you would even ask that! For heaven's sake Dean! You know I'm in love with someone.' Harry told his friend as they stood in the middle of the corridor after dinner.
'You know Malfoy, you wouldn't get anything in this spreading of false lies about Harry and Ron, you know. There's no profit in it, in fact.' 'Nice going Mione!' She mentally slapped herself. 'Yeah, right, Malfoy wouldn't profit from it, fat chance. He'd get everyone's attention and Ron and Harry's good reputation.'
'Granger, you could at least beg without telling things that are senseless. And now you're starting to sound lower than the idiot I assumed you to be.' Malfoy said as he walked aside the mudblood towards the Great Hall.
'Uh!' Hermione thought as she stopped in mid tracks. 'It's early in the morning and all I receive is an insult. And besides, why am I walking with him towards the Great Hall, begging him not to do anything when I know that he wouldn't even take heed to the yakking I was doing.'
'Asshole.' Hermione blurted out as she bumped Malfoy and walked swiftly past him.
'Watch out for the knickers.' Malfoy said out loud as Hermione immediately grabbed her skirt in where Malfoy was levitating it with his wand.
Hermione turned sharply at the corner and shouted.
'Not only and asshole, but also a pervert!'
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'Mione, you looked flustered.' Harry said as the girl sat down in between him and Ron.
Hermione just let her eyes roll as she grabbed an apple.
'What did he do to you this time?' Ron said as he placed his fork down with a thud.
'He's just--- Ugh! I asked him to drop the gossip he's gonna spread about you two and he absolutely became rude to me and he's even a pervert!' Hermione said with pure irritation.
'Pervert? What did he do to you this time?' Harry said, his eyes angering. Hermione noticed this. What if what Malfoy told him the night before was true? What if Harry was in love with her? She immediately dropped the thought. He should most definitely be mad because Malfoy had just wronged his friend. Best friends, in fact.
'He levitated my skirt.' Hermione said as she looked over the Slytherin table and instantly caught Malfoy grinning at her.
'Asshole.' Hermione muttered as she glared at Malfoy. He just laughed the hell out of his wits in his seat.
As soon as Hermione said that word, Ron came stomping towards the Slytherin table once again. But before he could even reach Malfoy, the Slytherins already shifted their seats and looked at Ron.
Malfoy then announced. 'And here is one of the fags who came drooling over me last night.' The announcement was so loud that everybody in the Great Hall had heard it and stared at Ron and some at Malfoy.
'What the hell are you talking about, you ferret!' Ron shouted back.
'Oh, feisty eh? Why don't you call your Harry Faggot friend for moral support or you might be whimpering there later on.' Malfoy said. Harry, Hermione and Ginny now stood up to stop Ron from doing anything but Ron had beaten them to it.
'Eat slugs, you fucking jerk!' Ron said as he pointed his wand at Malfoy. Luckily this time, it didn't backfire like in their second year. Malfoy staggered backwards and fell to the floor. All the Slytherins stood up to attack Ron.
'Stop this instance!' Dumbledore finally said after he snapped back to himself, after getting caught up in the scene and all. Soon, he was followed by the other staff members. Madam Pomfrey quickly ran towards Malfoy and picked him up with Madam Sprout as they exited the Hall.
Both Professor Mc Gonagall and Snape quickly stared at Dumbledore, waiting for a punishment. But aside from giving Ron a detention or getting points from the Gryffindor house, the only thing he said was for everybody to resume to their eating then to proceed straight to their classes.
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The trio hesitantly entered their first class in the morning. How lucky can they get? Double period of Potions with the Slytherins, double period of Herbology with, still the Slytherins, a period of Care for Magical Creatures with Ravenclaw and double period of Transfiguration with, knowingly, the Slytherins.
The stepped into the room then instantly, everyone except the Gryffindors burst out into laughing and name calling. Some Gryffindors tried to shut them up but with no luck. It's really hard to shut a Slytherin's mouth when they are having fun.
'Please do stop laughing class because I despise having fags in my class.' Snape said coldly as he walked inside the dungeon and placing silence amongst the students.
The Slytherins snickered quietly.
'We will have an advance potion making today, and I hope you did read your books in advance also. The pairings will be:
Potter, Granger Brown, Patil Longbottom, Finnigan'
And the list went on and on and on. Unfortunately, Ron was partnered with Zabini which made him cry out of frustration. And the last pair was said, 'Parkinson, Malfoy'
Pansy placed her arms around Malfoy and almost pushing her breast towards the Slytherin's face. She then looked at Ron and smiled.
'Are you jealous?' she teased Ron. Ron only made a face of pure disgust and the intense desire to vomit.
Zabini looked at Ron with a wide evil grin. 'So, Malfoy told me that you wanted to fuck him last night. And that you and Potter even spied on him while he took a bath.'
Harry and Hermione who were in front had their heads snapped towards Zabini.
'If you ever even tell one false gossip once again, I'll give you a detention.' Hermione warned as she pointed her wand at her which she was using to levitate the ingredients of the potion earlier.
'Professor! Help! Granger is trying to hex me!' Zabini shouted as Professor Snape looked at the source of the class disruption.
'Ms. Granger, put that wand of yours down this instance and explain what you think you're doing.' Professor Snape immediately scolded.
'Well, professor, the thing is... I didn't mean it because... I was levitating' Hermione's words came disorderly because she was still shocked on what was happening.
'Professor Snape, no need to worry about anything.' A voice said. 'Granger here was levitating some ingredients and when Zabini suddenly spoke, she was startled and just pointed her wand instinctively.' The voice belonged to Malfoy.
'She wouldn't even harm a single fly.' Malfoy added as he stared at his professor. Snape just nodded and proceeded to his writing in his desk.
Hermione looked at Malfoy questioningly. He winked at her. Hermione rolled her eyes and proceeded to her doings.
'What could he want from me this time?' she asked herself.
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The rest of the day went like hell, more false gossips were now spreading throughout Hogwarts and it was starting to piss the three off. Even with their class with the Ravenclaws also seemed as worse as the Slytherins. They were known for always talking about gossips which irritated Hermione a lot. But a lot more than that had happened.
Hermione slumped onto the couch in the common room of her dorm with a thud. She closed her eyes and tried to focus herself to work on the essay she has to submit next month for Professor Sprout.
'Hermione... calm your self down. It would pass away eventually...' she assured herself.
'No it wont!' the other side of her brain shouted. 'He knows I heard it and he even tried to explain everything and and...' her mind did not finish the line of thoughts as she remembered what happened.
'No, you're not. You said that you were only crushing on her, and besides, if you really do love her, why haven't you even told her about it?' Dean asked.
'Well, I'm just waiting for a good time.'
'That's what you always say.'
'And I don't even know if Hermione even feels the same for me.' Harry said then froze as he caught a glimpse of Hermione, standing almost behind him, accidentally hearing their conversation.
'Hermione!' Harry gasped as he tried to catch her shoulders but the girl immediately sped off. He shouted her name a couple of times more as he ran, closely behind her. Then he caught her wrist when they were now in an empty corridor in but she immediately jerked it away.
'Don't say anything.' she warned her friend.
'But Hermione!' pleaded Harry but with no avail.
'He told me last night and it was true.' Hermione muttered to herself then looked up at Harry with sadness.
'I don't want to hurt him. He means nothing but just a friend. But our friendship is on the line.' Hermione thought as she gazed in his green eyes. She loved them, she loved those twinkles, she loved looking at them and sinking into who Harry really was. She loved them but is not enough to be able for her to give Harry more than what she really felt.
'Hermione, please listen to me.' Harry said as she reached for her face and cupped them in his hands.
'I have loved you ever since and I still am. Hermione, you mean everything to me.' Harry said as he leaned down to kiss her.
He pushed himself hard against Hermione, trying to feel into her. His kiss was the door to his emotion but it felt pain to Hermione. She tried to push Harry away and pursed her lips for him not to gain entrance. But Harry held her shoulders and pushed her towards the wall. Tears started flowing down eyes as she hoped for someone to pass by. Harry bit his friend's lower lip to gain access. The taste of sweet blood suddenly reached Hermione's tongue. Then she started to suffocate but as she did, the feel of Harry pushing himself towards her was immediately gone.
Hermione looked at what was happening. Ron was there and punched Harry in the face causing him to stagger backwards.
'No!' Hermione shouted. Even with all this confusion, she couldn't allow her best friends to fight.
Hermione moved towards Ron and held his shoulders. He looked down on her but immediately broke the gaze when Harry threw a punch at him where he was able to dodge. He pushed Harry back and looked at Hermione once again and held her arm in one hand.
'Go Hermione. You wouldn't want to see this.' Ron said as he pushed her friend away from him.
As hesitant as she might, she followed Ron's order. Hermione opened her eyes once again and tears suddenly flowing freely once more. Thank God Ron was there or something worse might have happened. She touched her lips and it hurt so much. She cried more and closed her eyes. Taking her into the dreams of nothingness.
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The feel of cold water hit her lips that made her eyes flutter open. She tried to stand up but was pushed down in her shoulders. The sight of silver orbs made her panic. What the hell was Malfoy doing?
She once more jerked up and did it successfully. She stared at the boy.
'Are you gonna say something?' the blonde asked as he held a white cloth towards Hermione's lips but she slapped it away.
'What the hell do you think you're doing?' she snapped.
'Well, what do you think?' Malfoy snapped back also and stretched his arm once more.
Hermione made a gesture of slapping it away but he caught it with his other hand. His grasp tight in where her struggles did not work.
She finally stopped struggling because as she struggled harder, his grasp tightened even more. She sighed defeatedly. He raised his brows at her the dabbed the damp cloth on her lips. She just stared at him. The way he looked at her lips with concern, the lightness of his hands. Even though it stings when the cloth reaches her lip, she didn't care anymore. Even if it was Malfoy doing this to her, she didn't care. She needed someone right now and that someone was him.
Malfoy placed the damp cloth on a bowl on the table then looked at her.
'I saw you crying, and your lips are hurt. Who did this to you?' he asked.
'Uh... this... um, it was my fault actually. I... I kind of... um... fell to the ground and hit it.' Hermione said.
'You're not very good in lying, I hope you know. Now who forced to kiss you?' Malfoy asked as he looked at her.
'What? Someone kissing me? Where did you get that? And besides, what do you care if someone did?' she almost shouted at the Slytherin as she stood up.
'I'm not stupid Granger.' he told the Head Girl.
'I'm going to bed.' Hermione informed as she walked towards her room but was immediately yanked back.
'Would you please drop hold of my wrist. It hurts already, and besides, you wouldn't want mudblood virus all over you right?' she uttered angrily.
Malfoy drop hold of her, the first time since he had reached for it to avoid his slap.
Hermione stomped angrily towards her room. But before she could reach it, Malfoy said something.
'You know, Granger. I've told you from the start that that Potter loves you. But I didn't tell you that he has lusted for you because you might think I was making something up to ruin your life. I saw what happened earlier. I passed by to do my rounds and saw the whole thing with your conversation and all.' The Slytherin prince informed.
Hermione turned to face Malfoy, anger surging through her face. She walked towards Malfoy and he stood up.
'Then why didn't you do anything?' she demanded.
Malfoy grinned at her.
Hermione cocked her head and slapped Malfoy across his face. Red marks starting to paint his pale face. Malfoy looked down on her, apparently angry. His eyes showing a flash of hatred that she has triggered and his gaze was piercing.
Hermione stared up at him, showing her bravery.They just stared at each other.
'Then why didn't you do anything?' she asked coldly.
'Why would I? You're just a mudblood who deserved what happened.' he said, measuring up to her coldness.
'Well, would you like to explain what happened awhile ago? Dabbing my lips with your precious cloth.' she said playfully, but irritation showing at the same time.
'I was doing that so that when Harry sees it healed, he would get mad at you for having dealings with me. Because he knows that I'm the only one who could help you without having gossips. Draco Malfoy, the arch enemy.' he smirked.
'Say another word and I'll wipe that smirk off your face once and for all.' she warned.
'Oh really?' Malfoy snickered as he walked towards the lavatory with the bowl and cloth.
'Really.' Hermione said as she went inside her bedroom.
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Hermione lay down on her bed. She was still crying because every time she started dreaming, the events earlier that day still keeps on coming back. She stared at the ceiling. She had bewitched it before to show her all the pictures she had loved, but now, she had just turned it in black.
She closed her eyes. The sound of silence filling her ears, the blackness. Then, rain pouring soon followed. She felt the coldness of it, she felt happy about the comfort it is giving to her. Then, sounds of tapping came. It sounded like a movie she has watched before. Something like tribal gatherings of the Africans in where they offer to their own gods.
Beats followed suite, played from different wood instruments. It made her feel enthusiastic yet curious. Everything is still a mystery. Then the music slowly died. One by one, the instruments had gone, leaving only one beat. It grew louder and louder until Hermione shot up from her bed and looked around her room, heart thumping fast.
She buried her face in her hands as she drew her knees close to her. It took quite awhile before she realized that the beat was still there. Like a tapping on her window.
Her head snapped towards the window as she saw a big owl soaked in water flying about. She got out of bed and opened the window, the cold hard wind of the rain crowding to get inside of her room. She shivered.
The owl stooped down and dropped an envelope. Then it immediately flew towards the rainy horizon.
Hermione furrowed her brows. 'Weird owl.' she muttered as she closed her window. She went back to bed with the envelope.
She opened the envelope and another one was inside. But now, it was in the color of black. She took it out and saw her name written on the outside in gold. Hermione Granger it said. She slowly opened it, treasuring the nice material of the envelope and took out a piece of thin, hard paper.
Hermione Granger,
The room which is notAnd the room it is
Is very significant
But though beware
Not all things you see is mighty nice
But what you will see is a surprise
For it served in full purpose of a gain
But now it will serve in the full purpose of pain
Be with me for the start of our flight
And be with me in when the danger is in sight
Room for Requirements, Saturday, 9:00 pm.
Hermione stared at the paper. She read the poem a couple of time but what does it mean? Could it be about Harry and her?A/N:Please read and review! just click that button thingy in the lower left... please!!!!