So, I still don't own the characters in my story.
Oh, and thanks Lilithe, my ONLY reviewer (I'm so lonely)! I wasn't going to continue with the story, but now I will!
Library (October 17)
Hermione walking into the library steaming and her face deep red. Her fights with Ron had been becoming increasingly worse with everyday that passed. Now it was Friday, which meant another Head's meeting she was forced to attend.
"Well hello Ms. Merry Sunshine!" Draco smiled, not smirked, but actually smiled at her. She took it as an insult and glared at him as she took a seat across from him at the back section of the library.
"So, what's got your panties in such a twist?" He leaned closer to her, resting his face on his hands.
Hermione sighed, "Look, we both know that you don't really care what goes on in my life, so can we just hurry up and get this meeting over with?"
Malfoy's smile faded and his lips went thin for a second. "Actually Granger, I'm in such a good mood today that I do care. So either tell me what's wrong, or I'll figure it out for myself."
She rolled her eyes at his threat, but told him anyway of the fighting that had been going on between Harry, Ron, and herself anyway. Draco seemed genuinely interested, so it was easier for her to tell him these things. She actually had no one to tell things since Viktor had been knocked out with a bludger when she was in sixth year (he's still in a coma). The she got to the part of the fights when Ron suggested that she might like Malfoy, even as a friend.
He grinned when she told him this, "Yes, why would a muggle-born like you want to be friends with a selfish jerk of a pure-wizard like me?"
"Exactly!" Hermione shot out without thinking, and suddenly regretted it. "I'm sorry Draco,"
'Did she just call me by my first name?' He though to himself, 'She's never done that before. I guess I must have struck something in her.' "Don't be, I am a selfish jerk of a pure-wizard, and today I'm just having a good day."
Hermione laughed at him, "It must be a really good day if you actually care what I am saying."
He smiled and nodded at her. 'He really does have an astonishing smile, even though he can be a jerk the majority of the time.' Hermione thought to herself, and smiled back at him. He was about to say something else but Pansy walked up behind him and put her arms around his neck.
'Well, everything's ruined now!' Hermione leaned back into her chair and sighed, 'The bimbo is here. Now we'll never get anything accomplished.
"How are you doing Draco?" Pansy asked him in a baby voice, "Is the stupid- mudblood annoying you?"
"Talk to me each other like I'm not here, I don't mind!" Hermione muttered and crossed her arms across her chest.
"I'm sorry," Pansy smirked at Hermione, "You actually think that I care?"
'Just ignore her,' Hermione kept repeating in her head, 'Maybe she'll go away.'
Malfoy's nice gestures towards Hermione suddenly changed and his face went bitter. "Just the usual crap Parkinson,"
'Well, that's nice; I haven't even done anything to him today. I was sure we might have actually been getting along, but I guess I have been studying too much lately. He doesn't even call his girl-friend by her first name, what a selfish jerk!' Hermione fixed a death glare on both of them.
"You don't have to say here and deal with it," He continued on, "Just go back to our common room. I'll be there when the meeting's over." Pansy kissed his lips gently and strolled out of the library.
Hermione didn't lift her glare from Malfoy. "I knew it was too good to be true!"
He shrugged, "Sorry, but I have a reputation of a selfish jerk of a pure- wizard to uphold. I didn't want people to think I've gone soft, especially Pansy, who's disturbingly close to my mother. You're the only muggle-born I'd let people catch me talking to, even if it's just to insult you."
The scowl on her face was still there when Dumbledore appeared; he saw Hermione's expression and frowned as he conjured up a chair to sit upon.
"I just came by to get the entertainment information, and then you can continue with your meeting."
Malfoy's face lit up and Hermione sat up attentively. She had completely forgot to ask if he had booked the band or not, but judging by the look on his face she guessed he had.
"As both of you know, my father is friends with many great witches and wizards,"
'Yeah,' Hermione though, 'That's because they all want to be acquainted with his bank vault.' She smiled at the thought, and Draco took it as a complement.
"Well anyway," He continued, "He just happens to be acquainted with the manager of the new hit band, Runespoor."
Dumbledore nodded, although they both had some doubt that he had any idea who they were.
"Well, they've agreed to play Halloween night. They all said something about remembering Hogwarts and being honored to be the band chosen"
Professor Dumbledore beamed at this information and stood up, "Well, I guess I should inform the school that Edith Jones and those other two she used to hang out with, I seem to have misplaced their names, how inconsiderate of me, and I really should find them. Anyhow, I should go hang up some of their posters around the school. I really love their song, Endangered Hippogriff, don't you Mr. Malfoy?"
Draco winced and all the remaining color from his skin drained away when he heard the word 'hippogriff'. Although he had barely gotten a scratch from the beast, his mind had stretched the story significantly.
Other than that, both seventh years were staring at their Headmaster almost in shock. None of them would have ever guessed he knew the band, let alone the members and the songs.
"He really is something." Hermione gleamed up at him as he walked out of the library humming the previously mentioned song with his conjured chair following him, now carrying a stack of posters.
"Well, I guess the meeting is over. We don't have anything else planned do we?" Malfoy asked as he stood up.
"Nope, we just need to discuss the band." She replied.
"I guess I'll see you on Monday Granger." He added before he left the library.
Slytherin Common Room (October 17)
Malfoy walked in and cringed when he saw Pansy. Recently he couldn't stand her, and he didn't know why. She was everything his dad wanted him to have in a girlfriend. She was good-looking, did well in her school work, her family was wealthy, and most importantly she came from a pure-blooded family. He didn't understand why he wasn't attracted to her, but he'd just shrug it off, as he did every time he saw her.
"Hello sweetie!" Pansy squealed and ran over to hug him.
He put on a false smile and kissed her gently on the lips. He didn't get a sickening feeling when he did this, but he didn't feel all giddy either. The feeling was just, empty.
'Empty isn't too bad,' He though to himself, 'It's not as bad as what would happen if I was kissing Hermione. My dad would disown me if he ever caught me thinking about that.'
He sighed quietly as he put his arms around Pansy's waist and brought her closer to him. She giggled and he suppressed his annoyance.
'How long must I keep up this stupid charade?' He kissed her again, still feeling no emotion.
"Let's go to the couch." Pansy gestured for him to follow her, and he did. When he sat down, she sat on top of him and wrapped his hands around her waist.
"Kiss me again Draco!" She whispered in his ear, and he did.
'God, I am so tired of this.' He thought while his lips were still locked with hers. 'I wonder what Hermione's doing right now.' He forgot for a moment that he was kissing Pansy and pulled away when he heard her moan. He jumped up and walked towards the boys dormitories, trying to remain calm.
"Don't leave Draco!" Pansy whined.
"Sorry," He muttered, "I need to take a shower and finish my homework." 'Lame excuse, but it'll have to do.'
Pansy sighed and nodded, "Yeah, me too."
As soon as Draco reached his room, which was empty, he locked his door and sat on his bed. "I can't believe I imagined kissing that mudblood while I was with Pansy." He said quietly to himself.
