Ok, thank you so much to my first 4 reviewers.
Well, Hermione successfully made it back to her common room with out seeing anyone. She paused outside of the portrait, knowing that Ron and Harry were probably waiting for her inside. She had told them the password a long time ago. However, as she stepped inside she found that the common room was as empty as the hallways. With a slight frown Hermione headed up to her room, where she found someone sitting on her bed.
"Hi Hermione," whispered Ginny.
"Ginny, what are you doing here?"
"I thought I should come and wait for you. I just wanted to make sure you were all right."
"Why do you care?"
"Because I'm your friend Hermione!"
"You've known the whole times haven't you? If you were really my friend you would have told me."
"I did know until today, at least not for sure. Ron had been acting strangely this summer. Getting notes from strange owls, and going out with out telling us where he's going. At first I thought he was meeting you, but then things wouldn't have been so secretive. But I didn't want to say anything, just in case it was some innocent little thing, because then I might have wrecked something between you too. Please Hermione. You have to believe me."
"Well, why did you know to come and wait for me then?"
"I heard Ron and Harry talking in the library. Ron sounded really panicked. When I went over to see what had happened, Ron told me everything. They've been looking for you all over the school. And they just left to get the invisibility clock and the Marauders Map."
"Ok, well that's a little better then had thought. At least I won't be completely alone this time."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, last time Harry, Ron and I had a fight I was left completely alone. This time is going to be much much worse though."
"Oh you poor thing," said Ginny, switching into her Molly Weasley mode. "You need to sleep. I'll make sure they don't come in here tonight."
"Thanks Ginny." With that Ginny left the room, and Hermione fell on to the bed, and without even bothering to change into her pajamas, she fell asleep. But it wasn't a restful sleep; she tossed and turned for most of the night, and she woke up early that morning. She showered and dressed, and still found herself with plenty of time on her hands. So, to take her mind off of things, she went out to the common room and over to the bookshelf, where she grabbed her well worn copy of Hogwarts a History. She settled into one of the large chairs and began to read. Ashe didn't get more then a page into it however, when someone started to pound on the door.
"Hermione, Hermione open up!" called Ron
"Please Hermione, the person in the portrait is gone, just open the door" called Harry. She ignored them, or at least attempted to. But the knocks got louder every time.
"Come on Hermione, we know you're in there!" called Ron. All of this pounding had awoken the head boy, and Draco stepped out of his room looking angry, wearing nothing more then silk pajama pants. (A/N- think really super hot here people)
"Granger, what the bloody hell is going on?"
"Absolutely nothing Malfoy," screamed Hermione so he could hear her over Harry and Ron.
"Then why are Scar-face and the Weasel standing outside the door to our rooms screaming bloody murder. They've probably awoken the whole castle by now." Hermione just turned back to her book. Draco sighed. "Fine, if your not going to open the door then I will." He turned towards it, and Hermione jumped up.
"You wouldn't. Don't you dare open that door Malfoy!" she pleaded.
"Don't worry Granger; I'm not going to invite them in for tea. I'm simply going to request that they stop screaming as if they had been set on fire. Some of us need our beauty rest." With that he strolled toward the door and opened it. He smirked as he said "Potter, Weasley, fancy meeting you hear."
"Let us in Malfoy!" screamed Ron.
"You needn't yell Weasley, I'm not deaf."
"Where not hear to pick a fight with you Malfoy, we just want to see Hermione."
"Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to. Hermione and I had quite the night last night; she won't be wakening up for a while. Poor little mudblood came in here so depressed last night. I suppose that was your doing wasn't it. Well, anyways. She's not depressed anymore." Harry's mouth dropped open, and Ron's face just got redder and redder.
"If you did anything to her, took advantage of her in anyway, I'm going to let Ron go, and you'll never look like this again," said Harry in a dangerous tone. Draco knew he was right. He was strong, but without Crabbe and Goyle by his side he was no match for the redhead. Draco then did something that neither Ron nor Harry had expected He burst out laughing.
"You two should have seen the looks on your faces. Of course I didn't do anything. I simply thought that that might encourage you to go away faster then anything else. When someone doesn't answer the door, often that means that they really don't want to talk to you." He said, still chuckling. That was the best thing he had ever done to them. At that Hermione walked over to the door.
"Ron, I really have nothing left to say. I don't want see you, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to be near you, and I certainly don't want to listen to you come up with excuses."
"But Hermione I" started Ron, only to be cut off by Draco.
"Look, I know your stupid, but when she said she didn't want to see, hear, talk listens to you, that's code for go away."
"Fine, we'll go for now, but you ant hide forever Mione, you guys need to sort this out." Said Harry who then started to drag Ron away,
"But Harry..."said Ron.
"Toddles come back soon," called Draco down the hall. He then shut the door and turned to look at Hermione.
"Thanks Malfoy, I could never have gotten them to go away." She looked so small and helpless, though Malfoy, he almost wanted to hug her. He quickly shoved that thought away.
"I only did it because they were disturbing my rest. But it's too late to go back to sleep now anyways. Bloody Gryffindors."
"Oh, right, of course, but still." It was now that Hermione noticed that he didn't have shirt on. She tuned back to the chair before he caught her staring, or he noticed the blush creeping up her face.
"Bah, might as well get dressed and head down to the great hall" Draco mumbled as he turned back into his room.
Well, Hermione successfully made it back to her common room with out seeing anyone. She paused outside of the portrait, knowing that Ron and Harry were probably waiting for her inside. She had told them the password a long time ago. However, as she stepped inside she found that the common room was as empty as the hallways. With a slight frown Hermione headed up to her room, where she found someone sitting on her bed.
"Hi Hermione," whispered Ginny.
"Ginny, what are you doing here?"
"I thought I should come and wait for you. I just wanted to make sure you were all right."
"Why do you care?"
"Because I'm your friend Hermione!"
"You've known the whole times haven't you? If you were really my friend you would have told me."
"I did know until today, at least not for sure. Ron had been acting strangely this summer. Getting notes from strange owls, and going out with out telling us where he's going. At first I thought he was meeting you, but then things wouldn't have been so secretive. But I didn't want to say anything, just in case it was some innocent little thing, because then I might have wrecked something between you too. Please Hermione. You have to believe me."
"Well, why did you know to come and wait for me then?"
"I heard Ron and Harry talking in the library. Ron sounded really panicked. When I went over to see what had happened, Ron told me everything. They've been looking for you all over the school. And they just left to get the invisibility clock and the Marauders Map."
"Ok, well that's a little better then had thought. At least I won't be completely alone this time."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, last time Harry, Ron and I had a fight I was left completely alone. This time is going to be much much worse though."
"Oh you poor thing," said Ginny, switching into her Molly Weasley mode. "You need to sleep. I'll make sure they don't come in here tonight."
"Thanks Ginny." With that Ginny left the room, and Hermione fell on to the bed, and without even bothering to change into her pajamas, she fell asleep. But it wasn't a restful sleep; she tossed and turned for most of the night, and she woke up early that morning. She showered and dressed, and still found herself with plenty of time on her hands. So, to take her mind off of things, she went out to the common room and over to the bookshelf, where she grabbed her well worn copy of Hogwarts a History. She settled into one of the large chairs and began to read. Ashe didn't get more then a page into it however, when someone started to pound on the door.
"Hermione, Hermione open up!" called Ron
"Please Hermione, the person in the portrait is gone, just open the door" called Harry. She ignored them, or at least attempted to. But the knocks got louder every time.
"Come on Hermione, we know you're in there!" called Ron. All of this pounding had awoken the head boy, and Draco stepped out of his room looking angry, wearing nothing more then silk pajama pants. (A/N- think really super hot here people)
"Granger, what the bloody hell is going on?"
"Absolutely nothing Malfoy," screamed Hermione so he could hear her over Harry and Ron.
"Then why are Scar-face and the Weasel standing outside the door to our rooms screaming bloody murder. They've probably awoken the whole castle by now." Hermione just turned back to her book. Draco sighed. "Fine, if your not going to open the door then I will." He turned towards it, and Hermione jumped up.
"You wouldn't. Don't you dare open that door Malfoy!" she pleaded.
"Don't worry Granger; I'm not going to invite them in for tea. I'm simply going to request that they stop screaming as if they had been set on fire. Some of us need our beauty rest." With that he strolled toward the door and opened it. He smirked as he said "Potter, Weasley, fancy meeting you hear."
"Let us in Malfoy!" screamed Ron.
"You needn't yell Weasley, I'm not deaf."
"Where not hear to pick a fight with you Malfoy, we just want to see Hermione."
"Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to. Hermione and I had quite the night last night; she won't be wakening up for a while. Poor little mudblood came in here so depressed last night. I suppose that was your doing wasn't it. Well, anyways. She's not depressed anymore." Harry's mouth dropped open, and Ron's face just got redder and redder.
"If you did anything to her, took advantage of her in anyway, I'm going to let Ron go, and you'll never look like this again," said Harry in a dangerous tone. Draco knew he was right. He was strong, but without Crabbe and Goyle by his side he was no match for the redhead. Draco then did something that neither Ron nor Harry had expected He burst out laughing.
"You two should have seen the looks on your faces. Of course I didn't do anything. I simply thought that that might encourage you to go away faster then anything else. When someone doesn't answer the door, often that means that they really don't want to talk to you." He said, still chuckling. That was the best thing he had ever done to them. At that Hermione walked over to the door.
"Ron, I really have nothing left to say. I don't want see you, I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to be near you, and I certainly don't want to listen to you come up with excuses."
"But Hermione I" started Ron, only to be cut off by Draco.
"Look, I know your stupid, but when she said she didn't want to see, hear, talk listens to you, that's code for go away."
"Fine, we'll go for now, but you ant hide forever Mione, you guys need to sort this out." Said Harry who then started to drag Ron away,
"But Harry..."said Ron.
"Toddles come back soon," called Draco down the hall. He then shut the door and turned to look at Hermione.
"Thanks Malfoy, I could never have gotten them to go away." She looked so small and helpless, though Malfoy, he almost wanted to hug her. He quickly shoved that thought away.
"I only did it because they were disturbing my rest. But it's too late to go back to sleep now anyways. Bloody Gryffindors."
"Oh, right, of course, but still." It was now that Hermione noticed that he didn't have shirt on. She tuned back to the chair before he caught her staring, or he noticed the blush creeping up her face.
"Bah, might as well get dressed and head down to the great hall" Draco mumbled as he turned back into his room.