THE UNWANTED KISS
Halfway there he started to wake up. He was pretty bruised up and had a few scars but nothing much. His eyes fluttered open and landed on Hermione. She wasn't paying much attention to him but when she saw him awake she was very surprised she accidentally stopped the floating spell and dropped him.
"Ow, geez Granger first your psycho boyfriend beats the living hell out of me and now you drop me. Maybe it rubs off on people?"
"I'm really sorry really I am here let me help you up."
"Um thanks Granger. But I don't need help from a mudbloood."
She looked at him and saw he didn't have the same smug and venomous look on his face; actually he was rather hesitant when he called her a mudblood.
"And I don't need to help a conceited prick either but I am," she replied nicely.
He smiled back uncomfortably (probably because it hurt walking with a lot of pulled muscles).
When they got to the infirmary Mrs. Pomfrey immediately asked what mister Weasly did. Hermione wasn't surprised because she remembered all the times Ron took a swing at him.
Mrs. Pomfrey left to the back to get something mumbling about teenagers and their tempers. She came back with a black bottle with contained green liquid. The bottle read ' soreness juice' Draco made a face when he saw Mrs. Pomfrey with the bottle. She simply ignored him as if he wasn't there and poured some in a cup. She gestured Draco to take it but he never did. She pushed it in his face but still he resisted. She made a face and stood there tapping her foot on the ground, but alas he did not respond.
"Mr. Malfoy I suggest that unless you want to stay this way you drink this," she replied pointing to the cup in her free hand.
"I'm not drinking that disgusting substance," he replied childishly.
She sighed and shoved it up to his mouth and simply hissed, "drink." He looked at it suspiciously; as if checking for poison and finally took it. He hesitantly drank it holding his breath. When he finished it he made a face. He put the cup down and lay in bed and dozed off.
Hemione was paying close attention to every single move he made making sure she didn't miss anything; not that there was anything to miss. She finally got bored and dozed off as well. A tugging at her hair awaked her. At first she ignored it but then it got more persistent. Her eyes fluttered open to find herself face to face with Ron.
Her eyes flew open the minute she saw his angry eyes. She fell off her chair and on the ground. She got up and tried to run away but he was too fast for her and blocked the entrance. She wished Mrs. Pomfrey was back in here but she was off tending Neville, again. She backed up in a corner accidentally. Ron walked up to her slowly with a malicious grin spread across his face. Hermione shivered as he came nearer. He put one arm around her waist and the other one on her cheek; stoking it lightly. She feared what was coming next. He finally spoke.
"You know you've become such a pretty girl, what a shame you're such a slut. Though prostitutes and sluts are very much alike maybe you can give me a lap dance." It was more of an order than a question.
"You're a pathetic, disgusting perverted man Ronald Weasly," she spat back.
He stopped stoking her cheek and hit her across the face. She winced at the pain but never made a sound. But was crying inside.
Ron pushed himself against her and pulled her chin up towards him and kissed her angrily biting her bottom lip. She felt the blood trickle down her chin and his persistent tongue trying to get in her mouth. The more she resisted the harder he bit her lip. He tried to push him off but he simply pushed himself onto her harder. She tried to get his wand from his pocket but he grabbed her wrist and squeezed it hard and left a bruise before letting go. She tried to signal Draco but he was fast asleep, all she could do was wait until he was done and pray he wouldn't do it again.
Halfway there he started to wake up. He was pretty bruised up and had a few scars but nothing much. His eyes fluttered open and landed on Hermione. She wasn't paying much attention to him but when she saw him awake she was very surprised she accidentally stopped the floating spell and dropped him.
"Ow, geez Granger first your psycho boyfriend beats the living hell out of me and now you drop me. Maybe it rubs off on people?"
"I'm really sorry really I am here let me help you up."
"Um thanks Granger. But I don't need help from a mudbloood."
She looked at him and saw he didn't have the same smug and venomous look on his face; actually he was rather hesitant when he called her a mudblood.
"And I don't need to help a conceited prick either but I am," she replied nicely.
He smiled back uncomfortably (probably because it hurt walking with a lot of pulled muscles).
When they got to the infirmary Mrs. Pomfrey immediately asked what mister Weasly did. Hermione wasn't surprised because she remembered all the times Ron took a swing at him.
Mrs. Pomfrey left to the back to get something mumbling about teenagers and their tempers. She came back with a black bottle with contained green liquid. The bottle read ' soreness juice' Draco made a face when he saw Mrs. Pomfrey with the bottle. She simply ignored him as if he wasn't there and poured some in a cup. She gestured Draco to take it but he never did. She pushed it in his face but still he resisted. She made a face and stood there tapping her foot on the ground, but alas he did not respond.
"Mr. Malfoy I suggest that unless you want to stay this way you drink this," she replied pointing to the cup in her free hand.
"I'm not drinking that disgusting substance," he replied childishly.
She sighed and shoved it up to his mouth and simply hissed, "drink." He looked at it suspiciously; as if checking for poison and finally took it. He hesitantly drank it holding his breath. When he finished it he made a face. He put the cup down and lay in bed and dozed off.
Hemione was paying close attention to every single move he made making sure she didn't miss anything; not that there was anything to miss. She finally got bored and dozed off as well. A tugging at her hair awaked her. At first she ignored it but then it got more persistent. Her eyes fluttered open to find herself face to face with Ron.
Her eyes flew open the minute she saw his angry eyes. She fell off her chair and on the ground. She got up and tried to run away but he was too fast for her and blocked the entrance. She wished Mrs. Pomfrey was back in here but she was off tending Neville, again. She backed up in a corner accidentally. Ron walked up to her slowly with a malicious grin spread across his face. Hermione shivered as he came nearer. He put one arm around her waist and the other one on her cheek; stoking it lightly. She feared what was coming next. He finally spoke.
"You know you've become such a pretty girl, what a shame you're such a slut. Though prostitutes and sluts are very much alike maybe you can give me a lap dance." It was more of an order than a question.
"You're a pathetic, disgusting perverted man Ronald Weasly," she spat back.
He stopped stoking her cheek and hit her across the face. She winced at the pain but never made a sound. But was crying inside.
Ron pushed himself against her and pulled her chin up towards him and kissed her angrily biting her bottom lip. She felt the blood trickle down her chin and his persistent tongue trying to get in her mouth. The more she resisted the harder he bit her lip. He tried to push him off but he simply pushed himself onto her harder. She tried to get his wand from his pocket but he grabbed her wrist and squeezed it hard and left a bruise before letting go. She tried to signal Draco but he was fast asleep, all she could do was wait until he was done and pray he wouldn't do it again.