Author's Note: Okies, well I'm going to write the second chapter and see if there is ANY reviews! K people r&r! Cheers!
Hermione whipped around to face the almost white haired boy. His face was sneering at her looking at her as if she was dragon dung on his shoe. "Malfoy, I suggest you leave now," Hermione threatened. Her wand clutched tightly in her hand.
"Or what? You filthy mudblood," Draco's words were slurred together angrily. He rose his wand and before Hermione could react, he called an incantation and had her wand in his palm. "Listen here girl, I don't like your tone and I'd like some bloody well respect!" he took a step forward. "Corruillos," he cried. Hermione began to cry out in despair, her feet were stuck to the ground and she was unable to move them. "Shh, quiet now, I can't have you screaming now can I?" he drawled, pointing his wand at her agin, "Silienceo!" Her eyes widened and she began trying to claw at Malfoy, like a wild animal. He staggered towards her and grabbed her hands. He leaned forward and kissed her hard on the lips. She could smell the fire whiskey on his breath.
'He must have pilfered it from the kitchen,' Hermione decided. Her eyes widened and she could no longer breath. At last Malfoy let her breath. He slapped her face and began cursing her.
"Look what you've made me do, you little pig!" he spat at her face. He began roaring and turned to her again, "I swear if you tell a soul I'll kill you and your family, mudblood! And your bloody muggle family won't be able to stop me!"
The door burst open and Neville Longbottom stumbled in wand raised. "You better stop right now Malfoy or you'll be sorry!" stuttered the pudgy sixth year. Neville was also in Gryffindor and a good friend to Hermione as she had tutored him in Potions often.
"Or what fat ass? Your old hag of a grandmother will send me a howler," he laughed.
"Ritisomo!" called Neville and Draco had stumbled to the ground. Neville had placed his boot on Draco's chest and leaned over. "I suggest you give me Ms. Granger's wand now," he commanded, a short lived burst of confidence had risen up in the rather forgetful boy. Draco placed Hermione's wand in his palm and when Neville turned to look to see if Hermione was okay and Draco half ran half stumbled out of the classroom.
Neville cursed and turned to Hermione, "Okay, Hermione I think I remember how to fix you," he said rather nervously. Hermione winced as Neville called out a spell but was relieved when she could once again move and talk. She began to sob and hugged Neville tightly.
"Oh God! I had no idea what he was going to do, he was drunk and had my wand!" he sobbed, "he kissed me and slapped me. I've never been afraid of Malfoy till that moment. I thought he might kill me." She gingerly touched her cheek were Malfoy had slapped her and could feel the sting.
"Don't worry Hermione, let's just get you up to the common room and figure out what to do," Neville suggested. Hermione nodded and they headed to the Gryffindor common room.
To be continued