Chapter IX
"What a beautiful scene. The mudblood and the Weasley, holding each other in front of the lake".
"So romantic, isn't it?"
Draco and Pansy started to laugh. Hermione and Ron got on their feet. Malfoy looked at Hermione. "Oh, were you crying, mudblood?"
Ron closed his fist. Hermione noted it and held his hand. "I told you yesterday that calling me mudblood doesn't stress me anymore".
Malfoy smiled. "Yeah, it's true."
Hermione stepped towards them. "Parkinson, may I ask you something?"
"Look that! The mudblood knows her place. Alright, I let you ask, but don't expect me to answer".
"Don't worry, I'm sure you have enough brains to answer it".
Ron laughed. Hermione's hand still in his. Pansy stopped smiling.
"Are you and Draco together?"
Pansy gave her a strange look. "Why?"
"Nothing important. I just thought that, if you were together, you could answer me why he kissed me yesterday".
Pansy eyes got wider than ever. She looked at Malfoy. "What is she talking about?"
Draco's face went red. "I. I don't know, Pansy. She's lying." He turned to Hermione. "Or she dreamt about that and now she wants it to happen".
"Believe me, if I had dreamt about that it would be a nightmare and to be kissed by you is the last thing I ever wanted in my life, even if you were the last boy in the world".
Malfoy looked at Hermione with anger.
"So, Draco?"
"I'm telling you, Pansy, she's lying".
"No, she's not". Ron said, looking at Pansy. "I saw it. He grabbed Hermione and kissed her by force". He turned to Malfoy. "It seems to me that who wanted that kiss to happen was your boyfriend, Parkinson".
Pansy was staring at Malfoy. "How you explain that? Kissing a mudblood?"
"Shut up, Pansy!" Draco yelled.
"Shut up?! How dare you?!"
Hermione and Ron started laughing.
"I think we'd better be going, Ron".
"Yeah. They need to talk".
"Bye, Parkinson. Bye, Malfoy".
They didn't know if Pansy and Draco heard them, because they were having a great row. Hermione and Ron were going back to the castle. They were laughing so hard that they didn't notice they were hands in hands.
-"You, Hermione, you're a bad girl".
"Do you think so?"
"Make Parkinson and Malfoy have a fight like that? You're mean".
Hermione laughed. "So, you're not mad at me anymore?"
Ron looked at her. "Of course not. But I wish you hadn't held my hand cause Malfoy."
Suddenly both felt cheeks going really hot. Hermione took off her hand from his and crossed arms behind her back. Ron kept with his arms along his body. "Er. I. we. they. they really distracted us, huh?"
"Yeah".
"I. I forgot your hand was. I was holding your hand".
"Me too".
"Thank God we noticed it before entering the great hall".
"Oh, yes. It would be really embarrassing to explain to everyone that nothing is going on between. us". Hermione felt sorry for saying that, but tried to act normal.
Ron also lost part of his joy hearing it. "I'm. I'm starving. And you?"
Hermione smiled. "You're always starving, Ron".
He smiled to her.
"What a beautiful scene. The mudblood and the Weasley, holding each other in front of the lake".
"So romantic, isn't it?"
Draco and Pansy started to laugh. Hermione and Ron got on their feet. Malfoy looked at Hermione. "Oh, were you crying, mudblood?"
Ron closed his fist. Hermione noted it and held his hand. "I told you yesterday that calling me mudblood doesn't stress me anymore".
Malfoy smiled. "Yeah, it's true."
Hermione stepped towards them. "Parkinson, may I ask you something?"
"Look that! The mudblood knows her place. Alright, I let you ask, but don't expect me to answer".
"Don't worry, I'm sure you have enough brains to answer it".
Ron laughed. Hermione's hand still in his. Pansy stopped smiling.
"Are you and Draco together?"
Pansy gave her a strange look. "Why?"
"Nothing important. I just thought that, if you were together, you could answer me why he kissed me yesterday".
Pansy eyes got wider than ever. She looked at Malfoy. "What is she talking about?"
Draco's face went red. "I. I don't know, Pansy. She's lying." He turned to Hermione. "Or she dreamt about that and now she wants it to happen".
"Believe me, if I had dreamt about that it would be a nightmare and to be kissed by you is the last thing I ever wanted in my life, even if you were the last boy in the world".
Malfoy looked at Hermione with anger.
"So, Draco?"
"I'm telling you, Pansy, she's lying".
"No, she's not". Ron said, looking at Pansy. "I saw it. He grabbed Hermione and kissed her by force". He turned to Malfoy. "It seems to me that who wanted that kiss to happen was your boyfriend, Parkinson".
Pansy was staring at Malfoy. "How you explain that? Kissing a mudblood?"
"Shut up, Pansy!" Draco yelled.
"Shut up?! How dare you?!"
Hermione and Ron started laughing.
"I think we'd better be going, Ron".
"Yeah. They need to talk".
"Bye, Parkinson. Bye, Malfoy".
They didn't know if Pansy and Draco heard them, because they were having a great row. Hermione and Ron were going back to the castle. They were laughing so hard that they didn't notice they were hands in hands.
-"You, Hermione, you're a bad girl".
"Do you think so?"
"Make Parkinson and Malfoy have a fight like that? You're mean".
Hermione laughed. "So, you're not mad at me anymore?"
Ron looked at her. "Of course not. But I wish you hadn't held my hand cause Malfoy."
Suddenly both felt cheeks going really hot. Hermione took off her hand from his and crossed arms behind her back. Ron kept with his arms along his body. "Er. I. we. they. they really distracted us, huh?"
"Yeah".
"I. I forgot your hand was. I was holding your hand".
"Me too".
"Thank God we noticed it before entering the great hall".
"Oh, yes. It would be really embarrassing to explain to everyone that nothing is going on between. us". Hermione felt sorry for saying that, but tried to act normal.
Ron also lost part of his joy hearing it. "I'm. I'm starving. And you?"
Hermione smiled. "You're always starving, Ron".
He smiled to her.