'Why would Draco do this to me?'
Hermione ran out of the room, knocking a few things over accidentally on her way out. Draco watched from a far corner of the common room, so she would not see him. His heart was in so much pain, it felt to him like he was dying. People stopped and stared at her as she ran out, crying like she had gone mad. Draco walked briskly up to his room and shut the door, so they would not ask him any questions. He was in such contempt with himself that he did not even feel the one tear that still lingered on his cheek.
Hermione ran back as fast as she could, fast as her legs could carry her. Luckily there were not many people out yet, so she did not have to deal with questioning stares.
"Hermione."
She looked around, not seeing anyone. She knew the voice.
"What do you want!" Hermione screamed, as tears streamed down her face. She knew it was him. He stepped out of a corner, and stared straight at her. Hermione tried to wipe the tears from her eyes, but they kept on coming, thicker and faster.
"What EVER could be the problem?" Harry sweetly said, and he smiled warmly. Hermione spat in his face.
"Get away from me! Why couldn't you have just DIED!" Hermione shrieked, her voice echoing on the stone walls. Harry shook his head, and looked down for a second at the floor, only to look up at her again.
"What was that for. You'd just better be lucky that I didn't slap your ugly face for that, bitch," Harry said so calmly, and he took a few steps toward her. Hermione backed up quickly, her hair sticking to her wet cheeks and getting in her eyes.
"Stay away from me! I'm warning you!"
Harry laughed, not because he thought it was funny, but because he was insane.
"Or what. You don't have Malfoy anymore to come and SAVE you," Harry said sarcastically, making a pouty face.
"Yes I do!" Hermione lied. She knew that she had to lie, because she was so afraid what Harry might do to her if he thought she was so weak, without anyone to protect her. She wondered also how Harry knew about Draco, but he was very smart. He probably figured that the only way Hermione could cry so much is if she lost him.
Harry gave her a look of disbelief.
"I don't think so."
Hermione's heart was racing, and she could feel the sweat almost dropping from her skin.
"What do you mean. Of course I still have him!" Hermione wiped the hair out of her face. "Why wouldn't I?"
"Maybe because your running down the hallway, crying your eyes out. You have never done that before."
"I just heard one of my friends back home died!" Hermione quickly made up. She was not about to let down for a second. If she couldn't have Draco because of Harry, she sure did not want Harry then. But she was not about to let Harry know that. A strange look came over Harry.
"Oh! How sorry I am for you Mudbloods! " Harry took a bow. "I must be going, food calls me."
Hermione sighed, and she watched as Harry left her, trotting down the corridor as happy as can be. Hermione had stopped crying for the second. She needed to eat.
Hermione ran out of the room, knocking a few things over accidentally on her way out. Draco watched from a far corner of the common room, so she would not see him. His heart was in so much pain, it felt to him like he was dying. People stopped and stared at her as she ran out, crying like she had gone mad. Draco walked briskly up to his room and shut the door, so they would not ask him any questions. He was in such contempt with himself that he did not even feel the one tear that still lingered on his cheek.
Hermione ran back as fast as she could, fast as her legs could carry her. Luckily there were not many people out yet, so she did not have to deal with questioning stares.
"Hermione."
She looked around, not seeing anyone. She knew the voice.
"What do you want!" Hermione screamed, as tears streamed down her face. She knew it was him. He stepped out of a corner, and stared straight at her. Hermione tried to wipe the tears from her eyes, but they kept on coming, thicker and faster.
"What EVER could be the problem?" Harry sweetly said, and he smiled warmly. Hermione spat in his face.
"Get away from me! Why couldn't you have just DIED!" Hermione shrieked, her voice echoing on the stone walls. Harry shook his head, and looked down for a second at the floor, only to look up at her again.
"What was that for. You'd just better be lucky that I didn't slap your ugly face for that, bitch," Harry said so calmly, and he took a few steps toward her. Hermione backed up quickly, her hair sticking to her wet cheeks and getting in her eyes.
"Stay away from me! I'm warning you!"
Harry laughed, not because he thought it was funny, but because he was insane.
"Or what. You don't have Malfoy anymore to come and SAVE you," Harry said sarcastically, making a pouty face.
"Yes I do!" Hermione lied. She knew that she had to lie, because she was so afraid what Harry might do to her if he thought she was so weak, without anyone to protect her. She wondered also how Harry knew about Draco, but he was very smart. He probably figured that the only way Hermione could cry so much is if she lost him.
Harry gave her a look of disbelief.
"I don't think so."
Hermione's heart was racing, and she could feel the sweat almost dropping from her skin.
"What do you mean. Of course I still have him!" Hermione wiped the hair out of her face. "Why wouldn't I?"
"Maybe because your running down the hallway, crying your eyes out. You have never done that before."
"I just heard one of my friends back home died!" Hermione quickly made up. She was not about to let down for a second. If she couldn't have Draco because of Harry, she sure did not want Harry then. But she was not about to let Harry know that. A strange look came over Harry.
"Oh! How sorry I am for you Mudbloods! " Harry took a bow. "I must be going, food calls me."
Hermione sighed, and she watched as Harry left her, trotting down the corridor as happy as can be. Hermione had stopped crying for the second. She needed to eat.