Chapter Nine: Dwakie Pooh
For what must have been the thousandth time this year, I collapsed against Draco, sobbing my heart out. He carried me inside and laid me on the couch. Then he sat down by me, just waiting, watching, making sure I was ok, while huge heaving sobs wracked my body.
I cried until there weren't any tears left. I cried until I was so sick of crying that it made me angry. I was done crying over Ron. I spent too many nights crying because he didn't want me, too many nights crying this year because he was with Parvati, I was done.
I looked at the clock. 7 o'clock. Dinner time. I was hungry. I was going to go down to the Great Hall and eat dinner, for the first time in ages. I was done hiding from Ron, done cowering in my room, hoping that no one would ask me questions. I was going down to dinner.
"Draco...Draco, wake up." He had fallen asleep sometime in my hours of crying.
"What is it?" he asked, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"Dinner. I'm going to the Great Hall."
"I'm going with you. Do you...Do... Do you think the Gryffindors will let me sit with you?" He looked worried. I wondered again why he was an outcast from the Slytherins.
"I dunno, lets find out." I took his hand and led him downstairs.
On our way, I heard voices around the corner. I stopped, and Draco ran into me.
"H-" I put one hand over his mouth, and one finger to my lips, silencing him. He nodded and I let go, to focus on the voices around the corner.
"Hey, mate, I'm sorry about stunning you." Ronald.
"That was you?!?" Harry practically shouted.
"Shh, look, I'm sorry, I was going for Draco. Something isn't right with the way he is so lovey dovey with Hermione. He's called her foul names and been mean to her for years, why is he so different towards her now?" Now that I think about it, I was curious, but I knew that he was being genuine. I just didn't know why.
"You are unbelievable Ron. Ginny is right, you have snapped. Will you stop being so bloody suspicious and let Hermione go? You waited too long, you've lost her mate, IT'S OVER." He said this last bit with force.
"Has Ferret-boy put a spell on you too, Harry?" He was using his quiet angry voice.
"Get it through your impossibly thick skull Ron! Draco has changed, all right? There is nothing evil or malicious or odd about it. He loves Hermione, and I suggest you stop being a bloody git if you want Hermione to even consider being friends with you!!" I heard footsteps coming our way.
"Hey, Harry, are you going to dinner?" I didn't want him to know that we had been listening.
"You were listening." Well so much for that I guess.
"Well, I err, umm,"
"Thanks, for sticking up for me Pott- Harry." Draco just called Harry Harry. I was quite literally gob-smacked. What on earth has gone wrong with the Earth? This is almost as odd as finding out that magic was real and that I was a witch.
"No problem. Ron just has to get over his issues, rather sooner than he thinks he does. In, fact, he doesn't even know he has issues. He'll come around. Let's go get dinner, I'm starved." Oh, I was so confused. But also very hungry, so I just followed the boys.
The Slytherin table glared at us as we made our way over towards the Gryffindor one. The other houses just stared. I didn't have to wonder really, I mean, to them, it appeared as if Ron had been traded in for Draco.
Everyone knew that I went with him now, they weren't stupid, but everyone also thought I had been with Ron. I really don't know why they thought that, but everyone would soon know that we hadn't been together. You can't keep anything from Hogwarts students. Someone was bound to have heard our fight at our portrait, just as someone besides Draco and I had heard Harry and Ron's fight.
"Ginny, do you mind if we sit here?" I motioned to Harry and Draco. I knew she wouldn't mind Harry, but Draco...
"Not at all, Hermione. Go ahead." We took our seats, Harry next to Ginny, I next to him, and Draco beside me.
"Shit."
"What is it Draco?" I said, looking up, but I didn't need an answer.
Pansy was walking over to our table.
"So, Mudblood, when did you slip Dwakie Pooh the love potion?" She sat on his lap. I guess all of the Slytherins didn't hate Draco. "It's okay, Dwakie Pooh, I forgive you for everything you've been doing, it's all Mudblood Bookworm Granger's fault," she simpered. God her voice was disgustingly irritating. Note to self, NEVER call Draco Dwakie Pooh.
"Shove off, Pansy." Hmm, my sentiments exactly, except I would have added bitch in there as well. Then Draco really did shove her off. Off his lap.
The entire hall, had, until this point, been watching in silence. Then there was laughter, loud uproarious laughter. A Slytherin seventh year called Jonathan Hempton came rushing over.
"Pansy, Pansy are you ok?" He said, lifting her up. I don't know how he could, she weighed at least a ton.
"Oh Jonathan, thank you so much." And then she crushed her lips on his. At first his eyes were wide in shock, but then he started getting into it, and closed them. One of them deepened this kiss, and I felt like throwing up. I looked at my half eaten sandwich. Could I even eat this now? Yep sure could, BLT's are my favorite. I wasn't going to let some Slytherins snogging each other senseless ruin my perfectly good sandwich.
They went off towards the dungeons, probably to catch a quick shag before their next class.
"Well that was foul."
"Yeah, very nearly put my off my sandwich, that did, Ginny." Draco commented.
We continued eating in silence, as the noise in the Great Hall slowly started returning to its normal level.
A/N: Sorry the chapters aren't coming quicker...I'm having a bit of writers block with this, especially as I have recently been converted to a Harry/Hermione shipper, so it is making it really hard to write this, but I'm trying. I won't let you guys down.
For what must have been the thousandth time this year, I collapsed against Draco, sobbing my heart out. He carried me inside and laid me on the couch. Then he sat down by me, just waiting, watching, making sure I was ok, while huge heaving sobs wracked my body.
I cried until there weren't any tears left. I cried until I was so sick of crying that it made me angry. I was done crying over Ron. I spent too many nights crying because he didn't want me, too many nights crying this year because he was with Parvati, I was done.
I looked at the clock. 7 o'clock. Dinner time. I was hungry. I was going to go down to the Great Hall and eat dinner, for the first time in ages. I was done hiding from Ron, done cowering in my room, hoping that no one would ask me questions. I was going down to dinner.
"Draco...Draco, wake up." He had fallen asleep sometime in my hours of crying.
"What is it?" he asked, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"Dinner. I'm going to the Great Hall."
"I'm going with you. Do you...Do... Do you think the Gryffindors will let me sit with you?" He looked worried. I wondered again why he was an outcast from the Slytherins.
"I dunno, lets find out." I took his hand and led him downstairs.
On our way, I heard voices around the corner. I stopped, and Draco ran into me.
"H-" I put one hand over his mouth, and one finger to my lips, silencing him. He nodded and I let go, to focus on the voices around the corner.
"Hey, mate, I'm sorry about stunning you." Ronald.
"That was you?!?" Harry practically shouted.
"Shh, look, I'm sorry, I was going for Draco. Something isn't right with the way he is so lovey dovey with Hermione. He's called her foul names and been mean to her for years, why is he so different towards her now?" Now that I think about it, I was curious, but I knew that he was being genuine. I just didn't know why.
"You are unbelievable Ron. Ginny is right, you have snapped. Will you stop being so bloody suspicious and let Hermione go? You waited too long, you've lost her mate, IT'S OVER." He said this last bit with force.
"Has Ferret-boy put a spell on you too, Harry?" He was using his quiet angry voice.
"Get it through your impossibly thick skull Ron! Draco has changed, all right? There is nothing evil or malicious or odd about it. He loves Hermione, and I suggest you stop being a bloody git if you want Hermione to even consider being friends with you!!" I heard footsteps coming our way.
"Hey, Harry, are you going to dinner?" I didn't want him to know that we had been listening.
"You were listening." Well so much for that I guess.
"Well, I err, umm,"
"Thanks, for sticking up for me Pott- Harry." Draco just called Harry Harry. I was quite literally gob-smacked. What on earth has gone wrong with the Earth? This is almost as odd as finding out that magic was real and that I was a witch.
"No problem. Ron just has to get over his issues, rather sooner than he thinks he does. In, fact, he doesn't even know he has issues. He'll come around. Let's go get dinner, I'm starved." Oh, I was so confused. But also very hungry, so I just followed the boys.
The Slytherin table glared at us as we made our way over towards the Gryffindor one. The other houses just stared. I didn't have to wonder really, I mean, to them, it appeared as if Ron had been traded in for Draco.
Everyone knew that I went with him now, they weren't stupid, but everyone also thought I had been with Ron. I really don't know why they thought that, but everyone would soon know that we hadn't been together. You can't keep anything from Hogwarts students. Someone was bound to have heard our fight at our portrait, just as someone besides Draco and I had heard Harry and Ron's fight.
"Ginny, do you mind if we sit here?" I motioned to Harry and Draco. I knew she wouldn't mind Harry, but Draco...
"Not at all, Hermione. Go ahead." We took our seats, Harry next to Ginny, I next to him, and Draco beside me.
"Shit."
"What is it Draco?" I said, looking up, but I didn't need an answer.
Pansy was walking over to our table.
"So, Mudblood, when did you slip Dwakie Pooh the love potion?" She sat on his lap. I guess all of the Slytherins didn't hate Draco. "It's okay, Dwakie Pooh, I forgive you for everything you've been doing, it's all Mudblood Bookworm Granger's fault," she simpered. God her voice was disgustingly irritating. Note to self, NEVER call Draco Dwakie Pooh.
"Shove off, Pansy." Hmm, my sentiments exactly, except I would have added bitch in there as well. Then Draco really did shove her off. Off his lap.
The entire hall, had, until this point, been watching in silence. Then there was laughter, loud uproarious laughter. A Slytherin seventh year called Jonathan Hempton came rushing over.
"Pansy, Pansy are you ok?" He said, lifting her up. I don't know how he could, she weighed at least a ton.
"Oh Jonathan, thank you so much." And then she crushed her lips on his. At first his eyes were wide in shock, but then he started getting into it, and closed them. One of them deepened this kiss, and I felt like throwing up. I looked at my half eaten sandwich. Could I even eat this now? Yep sure could, BLT's are my favorite. I wasn't going to let some Slytherins snogging each other senseless ruin my perfectly good sandwich.
They went off towards the dungeons, probably to catch a quick shag before their next class.
"Well that was foul."
"Yeah, very nearly put my off my sandwich, that did, Ginny." Draco commented.
We continued eating in silence, as the noise in the Great Hall slowly started returning to its normal level.
A/N: Sorry the chapters aren't coming quicker...I'm having a bit of writers block with this, especially as I have recently been converted to a Harry/Hermione shipper, so it is making it really hard to write this, but I'm trying. I won't let you guys down.