Disclaim; I don't own harry potter. Thanks to all my reviewers. And I don't mean to make you cry. Now on with chapter 3.
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I am shouting and screaming at him to stop, but this makes him punch harder. Malfoy tries to push him off, but with no success. Ron punches him again; this punch was delivered with almighty strength that it knocks Malfoy out. Ron carries on punching. He ignores my pleads for him to stop. I run at Ron and try to pull him off Malfoy. But at that moment of time Ron raises his elbow and it makes contact with my face. I fall to the floor. There is an immense pain in my jaw. I touch my mouth and my hands become covered in blood. My hands start to shake. Ron realising what he has done comes towards me. His face is a mixture of anger, sadness, and regret.
"Oh my Merlin. Hermione I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt. You know that I would never intentionally hurt you" he moved his hand to try and wipe some blood away from me. I swiped his hand away.
"Ron the trouble is you did hurt me. I don't see why you started beating Malfoy up. It was totally uncalled for" at this point I feel like a volcano about to burst. "Uncalled for was it? From where I was standing it looked like Ferret boy was about to kiss you. I needed to stop it. He… he could of raped you"
"Don't be so stupid Ronald. Even Malfoy wouldn't stoop that low. Any way how do you know that I didn't want him to kiss me?" And with that I walked up the grand staircase. I can hear Ron following me. He is muttering to himself about "how could anyone wanted to be kissed by Ferret boy?" And then it hits me like a ton of bricks. Draco Malfoy is lying in the entrance hall. Unconscious and all because of me. I run past Ron nearly knocking him over. I can hear him shouting at me to come back. Why should I listen to him when he doesn't listen to me? I reach Draco and he looks like a wounded solider. He has black eye, cut lip, broken nose, a big gash on the side of his face like a river of flowing blood. I try to wake him up by shaking him. But that doesn't seem to work. I grab my wand. "Aqua" and a jet of water shoots at malfoy. Fortunately this wakes him up. He rises into a sitting position. Wet blonde hair is falling into his eyes. I wipe it back so I can take a look at his eyes. They are amazing. Like beautiful grey storm clouds. In fact they are the calm before the storm.
"Err Granger, you're bleeding! What…" And I kiss him. Slow and passionate. I pull away and run. Run as fast as I can. No one is out here because it is so early. Right now I feel so alone. Ron saw everything. He will tell Harry, and they won't speak to me. They are my only friends in this world. My knees buckle and I fall to the floor. I start crying and shaking. I can't get the image of his face out of my mind. His blonde hair that falls into his eyes, grey eyes that are doors to his soul. His pale skin is as white as milk with no flaws. With an exception of a few scars. Draco Malfoy is indeed beautiful.
I have been out here for hours. I'm cold and it is raining. And it is starting to get dark. I don't want to go back in there. The whole school probably knows by now. I don't want people whispering about me and staring. My rational side then kicks in. and I get up and go to the castle. It takes a while to get to the castle. I am dripping wet and frozen to the bone. There is a crowd of Slytherins standing in the middle of the room.
"I was just walking along minding my own business when someone bumped into and I fell on top of them. I was absolutely fuming. I got up and realised it was mudblood Granger. She then got up and kissed me on the cheek. I was to stunned to do anything. Then get this guy's, I was knocked to the floor by the Weasel and he starts attacking me. He knocks me out. Then Granger sprays me with water to wake me up and then kisses me. It was disgusting. The worst thing I ever went through. I pushed her off and shouted " how dare you contaminate me with your filthy little mud- blood" and then she ran out. So I went after the weasel. He's in the hospital wing. Lets just say that he looks a lot worse than I do" what did I expect, him claiming his undying love for me. Wake up Hermione. "Hey Drake, there's the mudblood" he turns round and I see a flash of guilt in his eye but it is gone as soon as it arrived. He blows fake kisses to me and all the slytherins laugh. Pansy Parkinslut is has a viper tight grip around Draco's neck and he doesn't look too happy about it. I walk past them into the great hall with my head held high. And I never back. I can feel his eyes burning a hole into my retreating figure. Almost as if he is trying to get me to look back. I tilt my head to the right. But I don't turn back. Because if I did Malfoy would see the tears forming in my eyes.
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A.N- I am so sorry. That is a really rubbish chapter. I find it harder writing from Hermione's point of view. So so so sorry.
But please review.
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I am shouting and screaming at him to stop, but this makes him punch harder. Malfoy tries to push him off, but with no success. Ron punches him again; this punch was delivered with almighty strength that it knocks Malfoy out. Ron carries on punching. He ignores my pleads for him to stop. I run at Ron and try to pull him off Malfoy. But at that moment of time Ron raises his elbow and it makes contact with my face. I fall to the floor. There is an immense pain in my jaw. I touch my mouth and my hands become covered in blood. My hands start to shake. Ron realising what he has done comes towards me. His face is a mixture of anger, sadness, and regret.
"Oh my Merlin. Hermione I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt. You know that I would never intentionally hurt you" he moved his hand to try and wipe some blood away from me. I swiped his hand away.
"Ron the trouble is you did hurt me. I don't see why you started beating Malfoy up. It was totally uncalled for" at this point I feel like a volcano about to burst. "Uncalled for was it? From where I was standing it looked like Ferret boy was about to kiss you. I needed to stop it. He… he could of raped you"
"Don't be so stupid Ronald. Even Malfoy wouldn't stoop that low. Any way how do you know that I didn't want him to kiss me?" And with that I walked up the grand staircase. I can hear Ron following me. He is muttering to himself about "how could anyone wanted to be kissed by Ferret boy?" And then it hits me like a ton of bricks. Draco Malfoy is lying in the entrance hall. Unconscious and all because of me. I run past Ron nearly knocking him over. I can hear him shouting at me to come back. Why should I listen to him when he doesn't listen to me? I reach Draco and he looks like a wounded solider. He has black eye, cut lip, broken nose, a big gash on the side of his face like a river of flowing blood. I try to wake him up by shaking him. But that doesn't seem to work. I grab my wand. "Aqua" and a jet of water shoots at malfoy. Fortunately this wakes him up. He rises into a sitting position. Wet blonde hair is falling into his eyes. I wipe it back so I can take a look at his eyes. They are amazing. Like beautiful grey storm clouds. In fact they are the calm before the storm.
"Err Granger, you're bleeding! What…" And I kiss him. Slow and passionate. I pull away and run. Run as fast as I can. No one is out here because it is so early. Right now I feel so alone. Ron saw everything. He will tell Harry, and they won't speak to me. They are my only friends in this world. My knees buckle and I fall to the floor. I start crying and shaking. I can't get the image of his face out of my mind. His blonde hair that falls into his eyes, grey eyes that are doors to his soul. His pale skin is as white as milk with no flaws. With an exception of a few scars. Draco Malfoy is indeed beautiful.
I have been out here for hours. I'm cold and it is raining. And it is starting to get dark. I don't want to go back in there. The whole school probably knows by now. I don't want people whispering about me and staring. My rational side then kicks in. and I get up and go to the castle. It takes a while to get to the castle. I am dripping wet and frozen to the bone. There is a crowd of Slytherins standing in the middle of the room.
"I was just walking along minding my own business when someone bumped into and I fell on top of them. I was absolutely fuming. I got up and realised it was mudblood Granger. She then got up and kissed me on the cheek. I was to stunned to do anything. Then get this guy's, I was knocked to the floor by the Weasel and he starts attacking me. He knocks me out. Then Granger sprays me with water to wake me up and then kisses me. It was disgusting. The worst thing I ever went through. I pushed her off and shouted " how dare you contaminate me with your filthy little mud- blood" and then she ran out. So I went after the weasel. He's in the hospital wing. Lets just say that he looks a lot worse than I do" what did I expect, him claiming his undying love for me. Wake up Hermione. "Hey Drake, there's the mudblood" he turns round and I see a flash of guilt in his eye but it is gone as soon as it arrived. He blows fake kisses to me and all the slytherins laugh. Pansy Parkinslut is has a viper tight grip around Draco's neck and he doesn't look too happy about it. I walk past them into the great hall with my head held high. And I never back. I can feel his eyes burning a hole into my retreating figure. Almost as if he is trying to get me to look back. I tilt my head to the right. But I don't turn back. Because if I did Malfoy would see the tears forming in my eyes.
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A.N- I am so sorry. That is a really rubbish chapter. I find it harder writing from Hermione's point of view. So so so sorry.
But please review.