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Author's Note: Okay, I know everyone is SO pissed at me right now!!!! I swear my computer has been messed up so badly I've been living off of other people's computers!!!!! I know it's still all my fault... There I admitted it!! Happy?!?!?!? no... psh.... lol!!! So my computer is back and all healthy!!! I hope I'll be updating regularly now ::crosses fingers::! I'm so bad I don't even have thanks for specific people that reviewed! Well thanks to all of you!!! I will start keeping track again now!! I hope you enjoy this chapter!!
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Hermione couldn't go back to sleep that night. She couldn't get the crestfallen look on Ron's face out of her mind.
She curled up even more tightly in her covers, her eyes wide open. When there was a tinge of gold on the horizon, she threw back the covers and clambered into the shower.
As the hot water cascaded over her body, she felt as if all of her worries were swirling down the drain. She turned off the water, and grabbed a big, fluffy goldenrod towel. She wrapped it around her body, and brushed her wet hair before turning to go to her bedroom.
When she entered, there was someone wearing a dark cloak sitting on her bed, their hood covering their face completely. Hermione jumped and a startled cry escaped her lips.
"Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing in my room?!" she screeched.
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Draco awoke, his eyelids feeling as if they had weights top of them. He groaned as he rolled out of bed, and he forced himself to take a shower.
When he was fully clad, he descended into the common room, wondering if Hermione was still in her room...
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"Hermione, it's me." a husky voice said softly.
Hermione relaxed slightly - her admirer. Then she remembered that she was standing there in only a towel.
"Who *are* you?" she asked with exasperation.
"Follow me and I'll show you," he said, standing and muttering an incantation. The wall of Hermione's bedroom sprung open to reveal a passageway.
She found her lavender satin robe and tied it about her body tightly before letting the towel fall to the floor. She followed the mysterious not-so- stranger into the depths of the darkened hallway. The wall returned to its original position as she passed it.
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Draco knocked on Hermione's door quietly, cracking the door at first, then opening it completely.
"Granger?" he called... No response.
'She must have gone out already,' he thought, silently closing the door.
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Ron sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall with rings under his eyes. Breakfast was almost over, and Ron had slept in. He didn't care about food though, he wasn't very hungry after that early, early morning.
"Ron, you alright?" asked Harry as Ron flopped into the chair next to him, banging his head loudly on the table.
"Fine." he mumbled, his head still resting on the table.
"You sure?" questioned Seamus, who was sitting across from Ron, and flinched when his head slammed so hard into the oak table.
"Yes." he seemed to be talking in sentences containing one word.
'Something is definitely up' Harry thought, 'I'd better change the subject.'
"So, erm, Ron?" he tried to get his attention.
"Mmm..." Ron grunted.
"You seen 'Mione today? She never came down to breakfast this morning."
That did it. Ron's head snapped up, and he was suddenly extremely alert.
"She... Didn't?" his eyes were filled with concern.
"Nope." Harry replied, taking a bite of a biscuit.
Ron immediately shot a glare to the Slytherin table, where Draco was laughing with Pansy. Or at her. Ron couldn't tell from that distance. He stood up from his chair, and stalked over to Draco before Harry could realize what Ron was doing.
When Ron reached the table, his cheeks were pink, and a scowl was plastered on his face. Draco noticed him an smirked.
"What Weasley? Do you think that by scowling you'll attract a mate?" he drawled.
"Where the *fuck* is she Malfoy?!" Ron snapped.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about, Weasley." Draco replied coolly.
"I think you do!" Ron's voice was progressively getting louder, and he bent over the table, resting his upper body on his hands so that he was looking Draco in the eye.
"Hey, just because Granger won't be your little fuck buddy and she's willing to give me some doesn't mean I follow her every second of the day. If I were her, I'd be avoiding you for that exact reason. Maybe if you just back off she'll actually want to talk to you again. I can't help it if she finds me fine and she wants me. I can't help it if you aren't able to suit her *needs*." Draco's eyes flashed with pure malice.
Ron broke down then. He stood, and for a fleeting second, it seemed like he was going to walk away without a comeback, but then reality crashed down.
"You BASTARD!" Ron yelled, and the whole hall turned to face him just as he swung his fist as hard as he could into Draco's nose. There was a sickening crack and crimson-red blood trickled down the ivory skin of his face.
Draco just stood and pulled out his wand. Ron followed suit, pointing his wand right at Draco's heart. Draco's eyes narrowed as he pointed his own wand to his face.
'Immendo,' he muttered, and the blood vanished, his nose going back to its normal state. He forced his way out of the Great Hall and tried to return to his common room. He knew Ron would follow when he finally realized that he didn't counter-attack.
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A/N 2: Short yes I realize that, but I needed to do it that way to set up my next chapter properly!!! I tell you what, you REVIEW, and you'll see the next chapter within a few days!!! How does that sound?!?! If I don't get more than... er... 3 reviews within 3 days, then I'll MAKE you wait!!! bwa hahahahahahahaha!!!! lol j/k I'll get it out asap! but I still want REVIEWS!!! ::glare:: ~E.D.
Author's Note: Okay, I know everyone is SO pissed at me right now!!!! I swear my computer has been messed up so badly I've been living off of other people's computers!!!!! I know it's still all my fault... There I admitted it!! Happy?!?!?!? no... psh.... lol!!! So my computer is back and all healthy!!! I hope I'll be updating regularly now ::crosses fingers::! I'm so bad I don't even have thanks for specific people that reviewed! Well thanks to all of you!!! I will start keeping track again now!! I hope you enjoy this chapter!!
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Hermione couldn't go back to sleep that night. She couldn't get the crestfallen look on Ron's face out of her mind.
She curled up even more tightly in her covers, her eyes wide open. When there was a tinge of gold on the horizon, she threw back the covers and clambered into the shower.
As the hot water cascaded over her body, she felt as if all of her worries were swirling down the drain. She turned off the water, and grabbed a big, fluffy goldenrod towel. She wrapped it around her body, and brushed her wet hair before turning to go to her bedroom.
When she entered, there was someone wearing a dark cloak sitting on her bed, their hood covering their face completely. Hermione jumped and a startled cry escaped her lips.
"Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing in my room?!" she screeched.
~*~
Draco awoke, his eyelids feeling as if they had weights top of them. He groaned as he rolled out of bed, and he forced himself to take a shower.
When he was fully clad, he descended into the common room, wondering if Hermione was still in her room...
~*~
"Hermione, it's me." a husky voice said softly.
Hermione relaxed slightly - her admirer. Then she remembered that she was standing there in only a towel.
"Who *are* you?" she asked with exasperation.
"Follow me and I'll show you," he said, standing and muttering an incantation. The wall of Hermione's bedroom sprung open to reveal a passageway.
She found her lavender satin robe and tied it about her body tightly before letting the towel fall to the floor. She followed the mysterious not-so- stranger into the depths of the darkened hallway. The wall returned to its original position as she passed it.
~*~
Draco knocked on Hermione's door quietly, cracking the door at first, then opening it completely.
"Granger?" he called... No response.
'She must have gone out already,' he thought, silently closing the door.
~*~
Ron sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall with rings under his eyes. Breakfast was almost over, and Ron had slept in. He didn't care about food though, he wasn't very hungry after that early, early morning.
"Ron, you alright?" asked Harry as Ron flopped into the chair next to him, banging his head loudly on the table.
"Fine." he mumbled, his head still resting on the table.
"You sure?" questioned Seamus, who was sitting across from Ron, and flinched when his head slammed so hard into the oak table.
"Yes." he seemed to be talking in sentences containing one word.
'Something is definitely up' Harry thought, 'I'd better change the subject.'
"So, erm, Ron?" he tried to get his attention.
"Mmm..." Ron grunted.
"You seen 'Mione today? She never came down to breakfast this morning."
That did it. Ron's head snapped up, and he was suddenly extremely alert.
"She... Didn't?" his eyes were filled with concern.
"Nope." Harry replied, taking a bite of a biscuit.
Ron immediately shot a glare to the Slytherin table, where Draco was laughing with Pansy. Or at her. Ron couldn't tell from that distance. He stood up from his chair, and stalked over to Draco before Harry could realize what Ron was doing.
When Ron reached the table, his cheeks were pink, and a scowl was plastered on his face. Draco noticed him an smirked.
"What Weasley? Do you think that by scowling you'll attract a mate?" he drawled.
"Where the *fuck* is she Malfoy?!" Ron snapped.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about, Weasley." Draco replied coolly.
"I think you do!" Ron's voice was progressively getting louder, and he bent over the table, resting his upper body on his hands so that he was looking Draco in the eye.
"Hey, just because Granger won't be your little fuck buddy and she's willing to give me some doesn't mean I follow her every second of the day. If I were her, I'd be avoiding you for that exact reason. Maybe if you just back off she'll actually want to talk to you again. I can't help it if she finds me fine and she wants me. I can't help it if you aren't able to suit her *needs*." Draco's eyes flashed with pure malice.
Ron broke down then. He stood, and for a fleeting second, it seemed like he was going to walk away without a comeback, but then reality crashed down.
"You BASTARD!" Ron yelled, and the whole hall turned to face him just as he swung his fist as hard as he could into Draco's nose. There was a sickening crack and crimson-red blood trickled down the ivory skin of his face.
Draco just stood and pulled out his wand. Ron followed suit, pointing his wand right at Draco's heart. Draco's eyes narrowed as he pointed his own wand to his face.
'Immendo,' he muttered, and the blood vanished, his nose going back to its normal state. He forced his way out of the Great Hall and tried to return to his common room. He knew Ron would follow when he finally realized that he didn't counter-attack.
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A/N 2: Short yes I realize that, but I needed to do it that way to set up my next chapter properly!!! I tell you what, you REVIEW, and you'll see the next chapter within a few days!!! How does that sound?!?! If I don't get more than... er... 3 reviews within 3 days, then I'll MAKE you wait!!! bwa hahahahahahahaha!!!! lol j/k I'll get it out asap! but I still want REVIEWS!!! ::glare:: ~E.D.