A/N: Here we go with the next chapter. And thanks again to my lovely reviewers.

Fury

I shut my eyes and let his soft lips linger on mine. He pulled me closer to him, which I didn't know was possible, but I was quite pleased to find out that it was.

His tongue ran across my lower lip. There was nothing I wanted more at that point.

"YOU GET YOUR SCUMMY LIPS OFF OF HERMIONE!!!!!" Ron punched Draco then. That's when I lost it. I was incomprehensive with fury.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST GET MAD AT ME BECAUSE OF SOMETHING YOU DID, THEN WHEN YOU ARE SUPPOSEDLY SO DISTRAUGHT ABOUT OUR FIGHT, I FIND YOU KISSING PARVATI LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED!!! THEN, YOU DON'T APOLOGIZE TO ME, AND YOU IGNORE ME FOR A MONTH!!! NOW WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST SHOW UP AND TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE??? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH!!! IT ISN'T YOUR BUSINESS WHO I DECIDE TO TAKE UP WITH!!YOU WEREN'T THERE FOR ME, BUT DRACO WAS!! SO JUST DO ME A FAVOR AND BUGGER OFF WEASEL!!!!"

I turned around to storm off, but found a wall of people.

"ALL OF YOU! BUGGER OFF BEFORE I START TAKING POINTS!!!" A small gap appeared in the group. I took off running. I ran all the way to the Fat Lady before someone caught up to me.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I whirled around and collapsed against Draco, sobbing. I tossed my arms up around his neck and just cried as Draco murmured comforting words into my ear.

"Come on then, up you go." He picked me up and carried me down the hallway, cradled in his arms. He said the password, and laid me into bed. He crawled in next to me. "Hermione, your fangs." I reached into my pocket and found the other half of the pill. I didn't notice the color or flavor.

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I woke around five A.M. I felt like I had been run over by a truck. I looked like it too. Yet I was still aware that this was the first time that I had consciously fallen asleep in Draco's arms, and this morning, I didn't get up out from them. I lay there awake for many hours, dwelling on my fight with Ron.

Around eight, Draco woke up.

"Hey baby, how are you feeling?"

"Like I've been run over by a truck." No use lying.

"Listen, I have to go. There's a quidditch match today." Damn it.

"God damn it, those things are always at the worst times!" I might as well let him know my feelings straight out.

"Are you going to be there?"

"It starts at eleven?"

"Yeah."

"I'll be there." He pressed his lips against mine. I didn't have a chance to savor it.

"I'd love to stay here kissing you all day, but I really have to jet. I'm late already." He grabbed a piece of toast and was gone.

I grabbed a bit of fruit, but wasn't hungry.

I took a long hot shower, letting the water run down my aching body. I used my strawberry shampoo that I know Ron loves. Might as well let him eat his heart out. I wasn't in the mood, really, but I went for the total bombshell look.

I looked at myself in the mirror with an appraising eye. I knew I looked good. And it did make me feel a little better. Good enough to eat a peach anyway.

I made my way leisurely down to the pitch. The game started in a half hour anyway. I was hoping to catch Draco training. When I reached the pitch, I froze.

There were two colors flying in the air, the same two that decorated my dormitory. Slytherin was playing Gryffindor today.

On the one team, Harry and Ginny were playing. I couldn't let the only friends who stayed by me down. Ron played that team too, but he wasn't a factor in my decision.

On the other team was Draco, one of my best friends, and now boyfriend.

I wondered briefly if that peach I ate wasn't going to come back up.

Then I remembered that the Heads always have a place in the teacher's section, next to the announcer. I made my way over there.

"Hello Hermione." It was Colin.

"Hey Colin." I wasn't much interested in conversation. I felt very ill, and very tired.

"Couldn't decide between Ginny and Harry and Draco?"

"What?" Where did he get that idea? It was true, but still… was I that obvious? Then I remembered the rather loud spectacle last night. Everyone was bound to hear it. The whole school probably knew that Draco and I had taken up together.

"The only time the Heads sit in the top box is when they support both teams. Surely the great Hermione Granger knew that?" I had realized that actually, now that I think about it. But better that than sticking out like a sore thumb in the Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff section.

The stands were soon filled to capacity, and Madam Hooch stepped out onto the field. She called the start of the game, and the players rose into the air.

It was a spectacular game. Ginny and her two chasers were amazing. The Slytherin team had nothing on them. They quickly reached 200 points, while Slytherin made 50.

Draco and Harry flew high above the game, circling, watching for the tiny golden snitch. Then I saw it. It was hovering right in front of my face, as if it had stopped by to say hello.

Its little wings fluttered so fast you couldn't see them. The thing was enchanting. I wanted to reach out and grab it, but I remembered that I was not a Quidditch player, and that it was Harry's and Draco's job to catch the little golden wonder.

It flew off with a flick of its wings. "Goodbye little golden snitch," I murmured. I suddenly understood Harry and Draco's desires to play this game. That little thing was mesmerizing.

Draco pulled into a steep dive. I wondered if he was feinting, but then I saw the little thing inches from his hand. Harry was not far behind, but Draco was reaching for it already.

"SLYTHERIN HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH, BUT IT'S STILL A TIE GAME!! THOSE GRYFFINDOR CHASERS WRE SOMETHING ELSE!!!" Colin's magically enhanced voice rang out across the stadium.

I went running down to the field.

"Draco, that was amazing!"

"Ginny and her chasers are something else aren't they?"

"They were fantastic." Ginny and Harry walked up behind me. "Ginny! You were excellent. And you too Harry," I added.

"Good game, mate." Draco said to Harry, holding his hand out.

"Good game." Harry shook Draco's hand. I looked across the pitch and saw Ron, silently fuming. He turned away and stalked off into the changing rooms.

"Hermione."

"Yes, Harry?"

"I'm sorry about Ron."

"I'm sorry too, Harry." He turned away and walked towards the changing rooms.

You could hear Ron and Harry's fight across the entire pitch.

"I CAN'T BELIVE YOU SHOOK HANDS WITH THAT SCUM!!! HE KISSED HERMIONE. HE TOOK HER AWAY FROM US!!!"

Harry wasn't yelling. His voice was deadly calm, but you could hear it from anywhere. "No Ron, you took Hermione away from us."

I heard a sickening thud, and ran to the changing rooms.

Ron was pummeling Harry, but Harry wasn't fighting back. "Petrificus Totalis!!" Ron fell rigid when my jinx hit him. "Wingardium Leviosa," I raised Harry off the ground and levitated him to the Hospital Wing. I left the others to deal with Ron.

A/N: Finished!! Okay, so now I have to go write the next chapter….While you are waiting you can always read my friends stuff, Lily Willowswood.