Ron walked towards the library, intent on looking for Hermione. She was, as usual, most likely there, despite her new boyfriend, and Ron couldn't leave her all by herself after she had broke down like that the previous day. Especially when her and Harry weren't talking, and when Ginny just patronized her for breaking up with Harry. For some reason, Ron also doubted Draco was much help.
"Weasley." He heard that oh so familiar voice say, and whirled around, but saw no one. 'I must be imagining things' he thought, shaking his head. He started walking again, but heard footsteps behind him. He spun around again, and again saw no one. Then in front of him, he heard cold laughter, and when he turned to face it, he saw Draco Malfoy standing there, removing an invisibility cloak from his back.
"Fancy meeting you here, Weasley." Malfoy smirked.
"Fancy?" Ron said, trying to keep walking to the library, but getting blocked by Malfoy. "I'd rather run into Snape. Naked."
"Good to know your fantasies, Weasley." Malfoy said, and grinned. "But I'm here to discuss something else."
"What would you want to discuss," Ron said, "With a poor worthless wizard like me?"
"Hermione." Draco stated simply, and when Ron said nothing, he went on. "She's mine now, you know. I want you to stay away from her."
"No way." Ron said without even thinking about it, as he tried to shove his way past Malfoy again.
"Are you sure about that?" Draco said, reaching slowly towards his pocket.
"Yes." Ron said, growing angrier by the minute.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," Draco smirked, and reached into his pocket. Ron expected a wand, but out came a piece of crinkled paper. Draco unfolded it, straightened it a bit, and handed it to Ron. He instantly recognized Hermiones handwriting. "She wrote it to me this morning." Draco explained. "It got a bit crinkled in my pocket." He added, apologetically.
/Dear Draco,
Could you please do something to get Ron away from me? Yesterday, I think you should know, he put his arm around me, and other stuff, too. I don't want him hanging around me anymore, but I don't want to tell him that. I'd feel too bad.
Could you?
Love you,
Hermione/
Rons eyes widened as he read the letter. He finished and looked up at Draco. Draco was looking extremely smug.
"Aw." Draco said mockingly. "Gonna cry?"
Ron punched him. And with that, he turned and went to the common room, throwing the note down behind him.
Meanwhile, in the library, Hermione got bored and decided to go back to the common room. She gathered all of her books, and began on her way out. She took all the ways that were out of the main halls, so she had the slight chance of not running into Draco, who walked around a lot these days. Thankfully, she made it to the common room without any confrontations. She spotted Ron on the couch, and went over to sit next to him.
"This seat taken?" She asked jokingly.
Ron looked up at her. He had an odd expression on his face, like he was hurt and angry. "Whats wrong?" she asked.
"Don't tell me you don't know." Ron snapped. "Miss Malfoy." Ron pushed himself up so fast, he almost knocked something over, and went up to his dorms. Hermione stood in shock, and then one word flashed through her mind.
Draco.
What had he said to Ron?
She set her books down on a nearby table and practically ran out of the common room. She entered the Slytherin one; Draco had, of course, given her the password; and found Draco instantly sitting on a green leather chair.
"Draco." She called, marching over. "What. Did. You. Say. To. Ron?" She demanded.
"Nice to see you too, baby." Draco said, standing and wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Don't TOUCH me!" She screamed, wrenching herself from his grasp. "And don't call me baby. I am NOT your baby!"
"Lets go upstairs." Draco said, looking the least bit worried.
"No way." Hermione said, but he pushed himself against her again, and sgueezed on the skin on the back of her neck.
"Lets go." he growled. Hermione obeyed, and rubbed the back of her neck on the way up.
Once they got upstairs, Draco slammed Hermione into the wall. She crumpled in a pile on the floor, arms covering her face.
"What I said to Weasley is my business." Draco said, and kicked her, hard. "you will not question me, and you will not try to get him back. Understand?" He stood over her menacingly.
"Yes." Hermione whimpered, curling into a ball and trying to protect every inch of herself.
"Good." Draco grabbed her arm tightly and picked her up, and then kissed her. Ripping his lips away from hers, he said, "Remember, Hermione. I love you."
"I Love you, too." Hermione said, knowing that if she didn't she would get beat into submission.
Why was this happening to her?
"Weasley." He heard that oh so familiar voice say, and whirled around, but saw no one. 'I must be imagining things' he thought, shaking his head. He started walking again, but heard footsteps behind him. He spun around again, and again saw no one. Then in front of him, he heard cold laughter, and when he turned to face it, he saw Draco Malfoy standing there, removing an invisibility cloak from his back.
"Fancy meeting you here, Weasley." Malfoy smirked.
"Fancy?" Ron said, trying to keep walking to the library, but getting blocked by Malfoy. "I'd rather run into Snape. Naked."
"Good to know your fantasies, Weasley." Malfoy said, and grinned. "But I'm here to discuss something else."
"What would you want to discuss," Ron said, "With a poor worthless wizard like me?"
"Hermione." Draco stated simply, and when Ron said nothing, he went on. "She's mine now, you know. I want you to stay away from her."
"No way." Ron said without even thinking about it, as he tried to shove his way past Malfoy again.
"Are you sure about that?" Draco said, reaching slowly towards his pocket.
"Yes." Ron said, growing angrier by the minute.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," Draco smirked, and reached into his pocket. Ron expected a wand, but out came a piece of crinkled paper. Draco unfolded it, straightened it a bit, and handed it to Ron. He instantly recognized Hermiones handwriting. "She wrote it to me this morning." Draco explained. "It got a bit crinkled in my pocket." He added, apologetically.
/Dear Draco,
Could you please do something to get Ron away from me? Yesterday, I think you should know, he put his arm around me, and other stuff, too. I don't want him hanging around me anymore, but I don't want to tell him that. I'd feel too bad.
Could you?
Love you,
Hermione/
Rons eyes widened as he read the letter. He finished and looked up at Draco. Draco was looking extremely smug.
"Aw." Draco said mockingly. "Gonna cry?"
Ron punched him. And with that, he turned and went to the common room, throwing the note down behind him.
Meanwhile, in the library, Hermione got bored and decided to go back to the common room. She gathered all of her books, and began on her way out. She took all the ways that were out of the main halls, so she had the slight chance of not running into Draco, who walked around a lot these days. Thankfully, she made it to the common room without any confrontations. She spotted Ron on the couch, and went over to sit next to him.
"This seat taken?" She asked jokingly.
Ron looked up at her. He had an odd expression on his face, like he was hurt and angry. "Whats wrong?" she asked.
"Don't tell me you don't know." Ron snapped. "Miss Malfoy." Ron pushed himself up so fast, he almost knocked something over, and went up to his dorms. Hermione stood in shock, and then one word flashed through her mind.
Draco.
What had he said to Ron?
She set her books down on a nearby table and practically ran out of the common room. She entered the Slytherin one; Draco had, of course, given her the password; and found Draco instantly sitting on a green leather chair.
"Draco." She called, marching over. "What. Did. You. Say. To. Ron?" She demanded.
"Nice to see you too, baby." Draco said, standing and wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Don't TOUCH me!" She screamed, wrenching herself from his grasp. "And don't call me baby. I am NOT your baby!"
"Lets go upstairs." Draco said, looking the least bit worried.
"No way." Hermione said, but he pushed himself against her again, and sgueezed on the skin on the back of her neck.
"Lets go." he growled. Hermione obeyed, and rubbed the back of her neck on the way up.
Once they got upstairs, Draco slammed Hermione into the wall. She crumpled in a pile on the floor, arms covering her face.
"What I said to Weasley is my business." Draco said, and kicked her, hard. "you will not question me, and you will not try to get him back. Understand?" He stood over her menacingly.
"Yes." Hermione whimpered, curling into a ball and trying to protect every inch of herself.
"Good." Draco grabbed her arm tightly and picked her up, and then kissed her. Ripping his lips away from hers, he said, "Remember, Hermione. I love you."
"I Love you, too." Hermione said, knowing that if she didn't she would get beat into submission.
Why was this happening to her?