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The One I'll Always Love Chapter Seven: Green with Jealousy
"Mione? What's happened? You look as though you've seen a ghost."
Hermione looked up at him, fear in her eyes.
"D-draco. It...I mean...it's Harry. He's, he'll. I don't know."
Draco raised an eyebrow at his girlfriends babbling.
"Here, why don't you let me see the letter and then we'll talk it out, OK?"
Hermione nodded dully and handed the crunched-up letter to Draco's awaiting hands. Draco quickly scanned the piece of parchment and then handed it back to Hermione.
"Sounds like Potter's jealous. Did you know about his jealousy before now?"
Hermione raised her eyes to meet his.
"Y-yes. Ron told me. Ginny told me. Hell, even Harry told me. Harry actually asked me out too...but after you had. So I of course turned him down. But, now that I think about it, I did know before they had all told me, I just convinced myself that it was nothing."
Draco let out a long whistle.
"Wow. You really shouldn't keep all that inside you. It'll mess ya up. And that's never a good thing. Anyways, I'd like to see Potter try anything to hurt either of us. Physically, mentally or emotionally. Now, since you're not in there, I'm gonna go take a shower."
Hermione groaned. 'O, right. My shower. I completely forgot all about that when I saw that damn letter. O well.' Hermione picked up her dropped clothes and placed them on the bed next to her. She soon heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. 'He better not use up all of my hot water.' she thought to herself.
10 minutes later...
Draco walked out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist. He walked back over to Hermione's room where he found the brown-haired beauty sitting on the floor rereading Hogwarts, A History for the zillionth time.
"Boo!"
Hermione whipped her head around and, seeing her boyfriend in nothing more than the towel still wrapped tightly around his waist, blushed scarlet. "Draco!" she hissed, "What on earth made you decide to do that?"
Draco smirked.
"I wanted to see the look on your face. You're awfully cute when you're flustered."
Hermione blushed again.
"Thanks. I'll remember that," she remarked sarcastically.
Draco nodded sagely and said
"Good. See that you do."
Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed. Draco turned and left her room with out so much as a backward glance. He walked right back to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Hermione rolled her eyes again and returned to her reading.
The next morning...
Draco, Hermione and Hermione's parents were just sitting down to a breakfast of pancakes and bacon when they were interrupted by a sharp tap on their front door. Hermione jumped up to get it. As she opened the door, she was greeted by four tall, good looking guys. First there was Logan, a tall brunette with bright blue eyes. Then there was Logan's older brother Tony, also a tall brunette. There was John, the tallest of the lot and finally Derek, the bad-boy of the group and Hermione's ex-boyfriend.
"Wow! I didn't expect you all to be this early. Come on in. I swear John, you grew at least another foot taller. We've just now sat down to breakfast. Won't you join us? There's plenty for everyone."
John and Derek nodded to show that they would like breakfast but Logan said that he and Tony had already eaten. John and Derek followed Hermione into the kitchen while Tony sat with his brother in the living room to wait for everyone else. As soon as he entered the kitchen, Derek looked straight at Draco.
Draco looked up at the slightly scowling boy and attempted a confident smile. Derek's scowl only deepened. 'Who the hell is this little punk? O, right. Herm's new bf. Well, I'll just have to have a talk with him later and lay down the rules of dating Hermione.' Derek thought to himself. Draco's smile quickly disappeared. Hermione, who appeared oblivious to all of this walked around the kitchen chatting animatedly while she made up plates for John and Derek.
Breakfast ended relatively quickly. Draco stood to help Hermione clear the dishes. Derek nudged John and whispered something in his ear, causing both boys to snicker loudly. Draco flushed as the snickering boys left the room to wait with Tony and Logan. Hermione turned to her boyfriend and twittered excitedly,
"See, I told you that wouldn't be so bad. Now, Derek is the one you'll have to watch out for. He's rather protective of me. And we did date for a little while. It's funny though because when I dumped him we had a rather nasty break-up, but he still comes to my rescue at the drop of a hat. John and Tony will do anything Derek says, but Logan does his own thing. And he's just as protective of me as Derek, but he's stronger physically. So if you're friends with Logan, no one will mess with you unless you hurt me. Then you're a dead man."
Draco rolled his eyes.
"So that mean's I'm royally screwed. You saw how I was with Potter that first day we met. I'm not that good at making friends. Never have been. Can't you just tell them to like me? John and what's-his-name...Derek were hanging on your every word during breakfast."
"I could tell them not to kill you. But liking you? You'll have to do that on your own. Now, I'm going out with Jena, Breena, Marlie, and Mari later. So there's a chance you'll be by yourself when you get back. I know guys aren't known for their shopping skills. You remember how to use the TV and DVD player, right? Or do you want me to show you again real quick?"
"Nah, I'm fine. Have fun. I'll get along with these guys all right for a little while at least. See ya later."
Draco kissed the tip of Hermione's nose and grabbed his wallet from the table. He walked to the living room and the five boys all filed out of the house.
Later that afternoon...
Draco unlocked the door to the silent house.
"Hello? Hermione? Mrs. Granger? Mr. Granger? Anyone?"
Upon reaching the conclusion that no one else was there, Draco raced upstairs to the guest room to hide his costume for the upcoming party. He thought back to a conversation he had had with Derek earlier that day.
FLASHBACK...
"Yo, dude. C'mere. Let me just say one thing. If you can get this right, you and I'll be fine. You hurt Hermione in any way, and I'll kill you with my bare hands without mercy. That clear? Good. Now, the other boys, with the exception of Logan, will do whatever I say. So if I say kill the creep, they'll kill ya right along with me. So it would be best if you and I stay on healthy terms. Cause I'll do anything for Hermione. Even go to jail. My moral standards aren't as high as some peoples'. And just so you know, I am still in love with her. And I am jealous as hell that she got over me so quickly. So, it might be best that you stay outta my way for the time being until that passes. Well, it's been nice talking to ya, Draco."
Draco shuddered at the hateful tone in the boys voice. 'This guy really wants me dead. Sheesh. Now I know how Potter feels.'
END FLASHBACK...
Draco walked back downstairs after he was satisfied with his costume's hiding place. He glanced at the clock sitting on the mantle in the living room. 3:00.
"When is Hermione going to get back?" he wondered out loud to himself.
Before too long, he heard the key in the doorknob. Draco stood and walked towards the door. It was probably too early for Mr. and Mrs. Granger to be returning from work. Hermione walked in the door with a smile on her face and a large shopping bag in her hands.
"Draco! I didn't think you would be back so soon. Let me run this upstairs and then we van talk about your day."
Hermione raced upstairs to her room to hide her costume. A few minutes later she had returned. Draco was waiting for her in the living room.
"So, tell me. How was shopping with the boys?" Draco shrugged. "It was shopping. We didn't talk much. I stayed away from Derek. It was fun, I guess."
Hermione stared into her boyfriend's icy blue eyes, as if searching them to see if he was telling the whole truth. Satisfied, she sidled over closer to him. She licked her lips seductively and whispered
"My parents aren't due back for another hour. Let's have some fun." Draco remembered Derek's warning about hurting Hermione.
"OK, but not too much fun, just in case your parents decide to come home early."
Draco said. 'Or Derek pops in for an unexpected visit.'
Hermione pouted, but knew that Draco spoke the truth. So instead of complaining, she leaned in closer to Draco. He pulled her onto his lap as her lips met his own. His tongue snaked out and licked her bottom lip. Hermione parted her lips, giving Draco free reign to ravage her mouth with his own. With her hands, she pushed Draco down onto the couch, him on bottom, her on top. Draco's lips left Hermione's and trailed down to her slender neck. She moaned his name in pleasure as his lips worked magic on her smooth skin.
"Draco. Draco. Ohmigod. Draco."
He mumbled a muffled "Mm?" and she whispered
"My parents, don't forget. We should probably stop before we get too carried away."
Draco groaned in displeasure as he acknowledged Hermione's wise words. He pulled away from her neck and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. He sat up with her still in his arms. The two of them sat like that, simply enjoying the other's company until Hermione's parents walked in the door.
Over to Number 4 Privet Drive...
Harry looked at the note in his hand for the hundredth time that day.
"Meet me at 8:30 in the Leaky Cauldron if you're as sick of the Hermione/Draco relationship as I am. I'll be waiting."
Harry sighed. He wanted Hermione to be happy, but he also wanted her in his arms instead of Draco's. He glanced at the clock hanging on his wall. 7:51. He should leave now.
Harry walked down the steps to the front hallway. He called out to his still dining relatives "I'm going out."
He then left before they could protest or try to stop him.
Harry walked down number 4's driveway before hailing down the gigantic Knight Bus. He was greeted by Stan Shunpike, whose acne finally seemed to be getting better, and Ernie the old driver, whose driving hadn't gotten any better.
"The Leaky Cauldron. And step on it."
Ernie geared up the huge purple bus and they were off.
Thirty minutes later, the big bus pulled up in front of the tiny pub. Harry climbed up and waved halfheartedly before the bus shot off again. Tom, the old bartender, was walking towards the door when Harry opened it.
"Lo, Tom. Um, I'm meeting a...friend...here at 8:30. Can you tell me if she's here yet?"
"O, you mean that little hussy is here for you? Number 5 Mr. Potter. I always thought you liked that Granger chit. I never would have guessed you liked little whores."
"It's strictly a business meeting Tom, I promise."
Tom shrugged.
"What's your business is your business and what's my business is my business. Here's the key. Holler if you need anything."
Harry took the key from the old bartender's hands and walked up the stairs to room number 5. Harry walked in the door and was greeted by his 'business associate'.
"Harry, darling. I was worried you weren't going to come."
Harry grimaced as the girl's simpering voice hit his ears.
"Well, I'm here now aren't I?" he snapped.
"Temper, temper. No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."
The girl had hit a raw nerve and she knew it.
"Well, now that you're here, we can talk business. I want Draco back in my arms by Halloween. And I suppose you want the same for your precious Hermione? I'm talking revenge. We make them jealous and we make them hate each other more than ever before. We must break them up if we want to be happy again."
Harry paused before answering. 'Hermione, I am so sorry.'
"Alright, but no one gets hurt. Got that?"
The girl nodded.
"OK, so we have a deal. What did you have in mind Pansy?"