How's that? Two chapters in a day!
Chapter Sixteen
Draco was astonished. "B-Blaise?" He sputtered. He noticed the girl who was lying under him vaguely adjust her bra. "Yes Blaise, your dear old friend." He retorted with a sneer. "What are you doing here?" And he looked down at the girl with streaming blond hair. "Serene?!" He cried. It was the Slytherin girl he had slept with two nights before. The one he had confused Hermione in the shower with. "You bitch." Draco said and pushed her aside. "I thought you were going out with Hermione? What are you playing at you filthy-" "That is none of your business big-head boy." Blaise cut him off. "Now I suggest you drag your sorry ass out of here and let us continue." Serene grabbed Blaise and started kissing him again regardless of Draco standing there open-mouthed. Draco stormed out of the room in fury and slammed the door so hard it resounded in the empty corridor. He stomped up the stairs to the owlry and sent out the papers with a large tawny owl which kept nipping at his fingers. Then he went to his dormitory.
Hermione was on the second to last chapter of her book. It was so interesting she just had to get the sequel. She should have asked Madam Pince to reserve it for her...Then she heard a door slamming downstairs and then rapid stair climbing. She heard the creak of a door and someone sighing then Draco stood on the balcony before her. "I was right, and I knew it." Draco said breathlessly. Hermione just sat there with her book in her hands looking at him with a questioning look. "What are you talking about?" She asked. "Blaise." He said still trying to catch his breath and saying it as if that one name explained the whole story. "He's two-timing you." "What?" Hermione said and stood up. "You're lying." She said. Draco shook his head and sat on the stony wall of the balcony. He explained the whole story to her.
"I don't believe you at all." Hermione said backing away from him. "You're lying! Blaise would never do something like that to me! He loves me!" Hermione said hysterically clutching the door to the balcony. "You- you're just saying that because you just want me to get in bed with you, and Blaise is standing in your way. Draco Lucius Malfoy your attempts at seducing me have been rendered useless and they have no effect on me! So just leave me and Blaise alone and stop interfering! She slammed the balcony door and locked it, and pulled the curtains over it. She ran to her bed and hugged the teddy bear she had gotten many years ago when she was around four. "Blaise would never do this to me..." She whispered trying to console herself. "After all he made me that huge dinner and everything. He wouldn't go through all that trouble if he was cheating on me." She needed someone to cry on, a friend that would understand her. She decided to go down to Gryffindor Tower and talk to Ginny.
Draco just sat there his heart breaking like glass into tiny shards. He was trying to protect her, but she was misjudging him. He loved her, and he knew it. He had known it since the day he had seen her with Blaise at the Lake. He hated Blaise with every cell in his body. It was as if instead of heat, hate was emanating from his pores. He felt like jumping off of the balcony now that he had lost Hermione. But he knew that was just stupid. He just sat there staring at the stars trying to unravel their secrets, wondering what to do next.
Hermione was furiously trying wipe tears away and performed at least three red eye rim spells before she got to the portrait of the fat lady. "Hello my dearie. It's been so long since we've had a chat! How about we talk over a cup of tea?" She asked. "Sorry, I'm kind of in a hurry now. Shrunken Heads." Hermione said the password and the fat lady reluctantly swung aside the portrait. She saw Ron at the long wooden tables scribbling something onto a piece of parchment. She approached him and he stood up. "'Mione." He said. "Um. Can I talk to you?" He said turning a little red as he did so. "Not right now Ron, sorry I really need to talk to Ginny. She's not with Harry again is she?" He shook his head. Hermione thanked him then ran up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. She opened the door and briskly walked in.
"Ginny! I need to talk to you." Hermione said. Ginny was lying flat on her stomach reading a magazine. "Before you say anything, isn't he hot?" Ginny said pointing to a guy on the cover. "This is important, I really need your help!" Hermione said exasperatedly. "Guy trouble?" Ginny said knowingly. Hermione nodded and Ginny straightened up and patted a spot on the sheets beside her. Hermione explained the whole story with her while taking a seat. "So who do you think is right? Blaise or Draco?" She asked hungry for an answer. Ginny didn't say anything and went back to flipping through her magazine. "Tell me!" Hermione said grabbing a hold of her shoulders. "You won't like the answer." Ginny said simply. Hermione backed away from her. "You mean-you actually think; Ginny I thought you were my friend! You are supposed to be on my side!" Hermione cried hopelessly. Ginny stood up putting down the magazine. Look from what Malfoy said he makes Blaise seem like a real jerk. And I see the way Malfoy looks at you whenever you're around. He's a love sick puppy and he yearns for you. But you don't have to listen to me, listen to your own intuition."
Ginny's words reverberated around in her head as she walked through the halls just wandering. She was vaguely aware of where she was going. She saw Ron turn a corner on the other side of the hallway and called him over. "You wanted to tell me something?" She asked. "Um I think so." Ron said looking down at the floor with his hands in his pockets. They took a seat on the steps leading up to the sixth floor. "Well?" Hermione asked. "Um..." Ron was blushing. "Well it's just-" He stopped and looked at his hands. Then he turned his gaze on her with that unsure expression he always wore. "'Mione, I-I think I'm in love with you."