Mudblood
Chapter 5
Rating: PG-13 for language, mature themes, and mild references to sex. (haha its going to take me a long time to get there!)
A/N: Ok here's chapter five! I didn't expect to get that many reviews! Thank you to everyone! I tried to make this chapter longer and that's why it's taken me so long, lol, I finally realized that writing a story is a lot harder than I thought! I guess that my summary wasn't clear enough; Draco and Hermione will end up together! It will just take me a little while to get there, I don't want to move the story very fast.
She had no reason to rush, yet once she had rounded the corner out of Draco's sight Hermione found herself running. Breathless, she arrived at the Fat Lady's portrait and mumbled the password to the sleepy painting. She entered the common room to find it deserted, just the way she liked it. Walking over to the table where she had left her homework, she sat down and tried to finish her Charms essay.
After twenty minutes with nothing but two lines, she decided it was better just to go to bed. As she walked into her room she couldn't stop thinking about how Malfoy's face had looked when she tackled him to the ground. His stormy eyes had flashed an emotion of shock, maybe even fear, but they soon after were replaced by his emotionless mask of stone. The mystery of his eyes made her want to know more about him, to find out why he was so cold, and maybe to even to help melt it away.
"Snap out of it Hermione!" she cursed herself, "You do not want to help that pure-blooded prick, you shouldn't even care about the reasons he's so cold!" Shaking her head as if trying to empty her thoughts, she sighed and crawled into bed. Little did she know someone else was also having mind- disturbing thoughts.
"What the hell just happened?" Draco asked himself as he paced back and forth in his room.
"Well," a voice in his mind started to answer him, "you were just tackled to the ground for calling one of your sworn enemies a mudblood."
"Yes I know that, but shouldn't I be furious, why aren't I thinking of ways to get revenge?" he questioned himself.
"Because you don't want to," was the simple reply.
"Why wouldn't I want to? I hate her!"
"Are you sure about that? Are you positive you hate her?"
"Of course I'm sure! I've been sure for five years!! Feelings can't change after five years."
Draco knew he really didn't want to have his revenge on Hermione; he just didn't want to admit it. If it had been Potter or Weasley who had done what she did, Draco would have been scheming of ways to torment them, but it was different with her; it always was.
For the last four years, he had been tormenting the three, but it was mostly against Potter and Weasley. He had made jokes about Potter's heroism or his publicity, cruel remarks about Weasley's family, money, and how he was a sidekick to Potter. Yet the most he had ever done to Granger was insult where she came from.
He knew why he never bothered to insult Hermione more; the truth was he admired her. He admired her loyalty, smartness, and most of all her ability to stand up for what she believed in. He had been amazed when she started S.P.E.W; he had never known anyone who would stand up for house elves. There was a certain respect hidden underneath his hatred, but of course she and no one else would never know that.
His mind drifted back to her on top of him. Her brown eyes flashing with anger, making the green specks in them stand out, the color of her flushed cheeks, and the freckles sprawled lightly across her nose. She had defiantly changed over the years; her hair was tamed so that it cascaded in ripples over her shoulders, she had grown a few inches and was now in level with his shoulders, and she had finally filled out a decent figure. If fact she was actually very pretty...
"Wait, I didn't just think about Granger being pretty, did I?" Draco said aloud, jerking from his thoughts.
"Oh yes you did." The voice in his mind was back again.
"No, no I didn't, I'm delirious, and I need sleep." Draco denied
"You're in denial."
"No I am not! I'm going to bed now!"
"Suit yourself."
With a "humph" Draco closed his eyes as he lay in his emerald green sheets, what the hell was wrong with him? His feelings could not change in five years, could they? No. His feelings would not change in five years.
Draco walked into the Great Hall in a grumpy mood. Pansy had cornered him in the common room making him late.
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"Hi Draco!" She had said in a sickly sweet voice.
"What do you want Pansy?" Draco had replied rolling his eyes, he knew that whenever she used her "sweet voice" she wanted something.
"I just want to talk to you!"
"Yeah right Pansy; just tell me what you want, even though the answer is going to be no anyways."
"Well, I wanted to know if you want to go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow."
Draco had completely forgotten about the Hogsmeade trip, he hadn't even realized it was Friday.
"I'd rather not." He said walking away.
"Oh Draco, you're just playing hard to get, you want me to beg you don't you?" Pansy had moved so close to him he was backed against the wall.
"No I don't. Now, please get out of my way, I'm late for breakfast."
Pansy giggled, Draco gagged.
"Silly Draco, you're always trying to avoid me, but I know you can't resist me." Pansy said moving in for the kill.
Before Draco could protest she had pressed her lips to his, not responding to her kiss at all, Draco pushed her away, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.
"Look," he had snapped, he wasn't going to let her down nicely this time, "I don't want to go to Hogsmeade with you, I don't want to go out with you, I don't like you, and I never want you to try and kiss me again!" He finished satisfied with the hurt look on Pansy's face he walked out of the common room.
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"What a desperate slut." He shuddered as he sat down at the Slytherin table. At the start of the year he had thought he would be able to stand her, he even remembered wanting to be paired with her for the potions project if he had to, but now she was always around him breathing down his neck.
As he was dishing out bacon onto his plate, the post flew in. He wasn't expecting anything but his owl landed right in front of him, baring a cream colored envelope with an emerald green seal; Draco knew at once who it was from.
Forgetting about his bacon, he ripped open his letter, his face paling as he read it.
Dear Son,
I have just received an update on your grades from the Headmaster, and I must say they are most disappointing. If you don't shape up soon, you will not be able to reach your goal of becoming a death eater. If in the next month I don't see an improvement, you will face serious consequences.
Sincerely,
L. Malfoy
"Great this is just wonderful." Draco thought to himself as he folded up the letter. He wasn't worried about the death eater part; it was the serious consequences that he was afraid of. However, the not being able to reach your goal of becoming a death eater...
Goyle's voice broke his thoughts "Hey," he grunted, "you got a letter, who's it from?"
"No one." Draco said quickly.
"Oh. Ok whatever then." Goyle mumbled as he shoved more food into his mouth.
Draco had lost his appetite, he knew what his father meant by serious consequences and he sure as hell didn't want to face them again. Throwing his bag over his shoulder he got up quickly, deciding he would rather be alone with his thoughts.
Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table in between Harry and Ron, although she was surrounded by her best friends, she felt rather lonely. As she picked at her French toast her thoughts drifted back to when she had met Ron and Harry in the common room.------
She had rushed into the room remembering last nights events, already excited at what Harry and Ron would have to say about her standing up to Malfoy. She saw them off in a corner whispering, their heads close together.
"Morning guys, guess what?!" she greeted them. Instead of the warm welcome she had expected, the two of them whirled around with startled flushed looks on their faces. They looked almost embarrassed to see her.
"Were they talking about me?" she had thought
"...good morning 'Mione." Ron had said
"Morning" Harry said looking at the ground.
Hermione looked at them quizzically, "Guess wh-," she started but decided to save it. "What's going on you guys?" she asked instead, "You both look like you committed a crime."
"Nothing!" They both said rather quickly, too quickly.
"Come on you guys, you can tell me!" Hermione said with a smile, it was probably something about homework.
"Tell you what?" Ron asked
"What you guys were talking about! Come on tell me!"
"It's nothing really Hermione." Harry snapped ending the conversation
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"Why had they acted so strange?" She thought as Ron cracked a joke and the whole table erupted in laughter.
In fact the whole week they had been acting funny, Harry was never around in the evenings, and was always rushing off to do something. Then every time Hermione had seen Ron come back from his prefect duties, his face was always flushed and sometimes his hair was messed up; not to mention a couple of times he didn't even come back on time.
Gathering her things she decided to leave and get an early start to her classes.
"Hey you guys," she started to ask Harry and Ron, but the two were laughing and talking with the rest of the table, to busy to notice her.
"I'll just go then." She said to no one.
About ten minutes later as she was walking to charms, Harry and Ron ran up to her breathlessly.
"Hey 'Mione, why did you leave the table without telling us?" Ron asked as he sat down next to her.
"I did tell you, you just didn't acknowledge it." She replied.
"Oh, well," Harry started to explain
They were acting as if the episode in the common room hadn't happened. She had been slightly put out by the way they had treated her, and now they were trying to act like it didn't happen!
"Don't worry about it. Did you do your homework?" Hermione changed the subject, she didn't need excuses, and she didn't want to start something. She would just have to deal with her feelings, they always got in the way anyways.
That evening Harry, Ron and Hermione sat in the common room. Hermione was reading while Harry and Ron were working on the potions project because Snape had told the class he had given them more than enough time and they should be close to done. That had made Hermione nervous; she did not want to test her potion with Malfoy at all, luckily they had decided that they wouldn't meet tonight; plus she had prefect duties off so she had a night free with her friends.
"Who wants to be given a truth potion by their worst enemy?" she thought
As she was picking up her things she remembered it was Friday that meant tomorrow was Saturday and they would be going to Hogsmeade!
"You guys!" Hermione exclaimed to Harry and Ron
They looked up from their papers.
"Tomorrow is Saturday! We get to go to Hogsmeade! What do you two want to do while we're there?" she asked
Their faces both suddenly flushed.
"Well, uh, you see..." Ron tried to say, "we, er, have, um, you know, well..."
"Dates." Harry finished
"Ha ha very funny guys, come on, who are you dating, Moaning Myrtle?" Hermione joked
Harry turned beat red, and Ron doubled the shade.
"No Hermione," Harry started, "I'm going out with Erin Haley, she's, er, um a Ravenclaw and on the quidditch team.
Hermione was in shock.
"So then," she managed to get out
"Ron's dating Maria, you know that prefect he has duty with." As Harry told her this Ron turned an even darker red.
"So you mean, you're taking them to Hogsmeade tomorrow?" Hermione asked
"Yeah, we're sorry Hermione; we were trying to figure out how to tell you this morning..." Harry was doing all the talking.
"How long?" Hermione asked
"and...what?" Harry hadn't listened
"How long?" she asked once again
"Well, er, for the last couple of months." Harry replied.
This wasn't fair, it just wasn't! Why hadn't they told her?
"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked. Unfortunately she was starting to get mad, they should have told her!
"um..."
"Just forget it Harry. I can't believe you didn't tell me, I would have been happy for you, you know! What did you think I was going to go tell them to stay away from you two or something? You're my best friends for shits sake!" Hermione yelled.
At this the whole common room gasped, they had never heard her swear before.
"Hermione!" Lavender gasped.
"Oh shut up already and get back to work, mind your own business while you're at it." Hermione snapped she didn't need everyone watching her.
"Hermione..." Harry started to say.
"No Harry, you should have told me, I can't believe you didn't! I would have told you!"
"You didn't tell us about Krum last year." Ron had finally spoken up.
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU NEVER NOTICED I WAS A GIRL!!!!" she yelled.
All eyes were on them.
"Hermione, it's not that big a deal." Harry said looking around trying to calm her down.
"Yes it is! We're best friends, best friends tell each other when someone new enters their life, or if they can't spend time with each other because of a date! But you know what Harry; I guess it isn't a big deal to you." Hermione's voice had gotten softer, but it was full of venom and hurt. "Because I guess you don't see me as a best friend." She finished, turning as she walked briskly to her room
"...Hermione! Wait!"
Too late she was already in the sound proof sanctuary, which she was glad for; she slid up against her door.
Why had they done that to her, did they not know how much it hurt? Not to mention now she couldn't, or it was more like she chose not to, go to Hogsmeade.
"I'll just spend my day in the library." She thought, "Typical for me."
After dinner Draco was exhausted. First because of his letter and then because he had failed three papers, two in transfiguration and one in Defense Against the Dark Arts. If his father found out about that the serious consequences would happen. He was thankful that he wasn't meeting with Granger at all today, he didn't need to end his week with her, which would ruin his whole weekend, not that it wasn't already.
Walking into the common room he found Pansy guarding the door to his room.
"Draco, we need to make plans for tomorrow!" she said in her sickly sweet voice.
She never gave up did she?
"Pansy I told you." He started; he really wasn't in the mood, just having found out about his papers.
"You don't tell me anything, you're coming to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow." she ordered
"No I am not." Draco simply stated, "now will you please let me into my room, I want to relax."
"No Draco."
"Yes, no let me in, I already told you I don't want to go anywhere, do anything, or just be around you now get out of my way!" He snapped
"DRACO MALFOY," Pansy wailed angry tears streaming down her face, "WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME? CAN'T YOU SEE I LOVE YOU; WE'RE MENT TO BE TO GETHER! YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME; I'LL CHAIN YOU TO ME IF I HAVE TO!"
The whole common room was staring at them.
"Great gossip is what I need." Draco thought
"Get...out...of...my...way." He said to Pansy with a sting to his voice.
She glared at him; she had obviously noticed everyone staring at them.
"You won't get away that easy Draco, I'll find you tomorrow, you watch."
"Whatever, Pansy just let me into my room." He hissed
"FINE!" Pansy was yelling again, but Draco was too quick he was already in his sound proof chambers.
"Even better," Draco thought leaning against the door, "now there's no way I can go to Hogsmeade tomorrow, I guess I'll just do extra credit in the library or something, its not like I don't need it."
A/N: ARGGGGGGGGGGG!!!! FUSTRATING! MY COMPUTER IS BEING A DUMB ASS! I CAN'T GET THE LINES IN RIGHT OR THE INDENTS! GRRRRRRRRR!!! Ok there I'm done. I know the ending isn't too good but I couldn't think of another way to end it! Also, I know it's not the longest chapter, but it's longer than my others! I really want to get to the really dm/hr stuff but I don't want to move fast! (I hate stories where they hate each other one day and the next one they're in love with each other). With that said I have some important news:
First, I'm looking for a beta, I'm real slow on chapters and stuff because I live in Europe (Germany) so of course I travel, but I would love it if I could send my chapters to someone so that they can catch my mistakes and stuff. If any of you want to just give me your e-mail in a review so I can talk to you about it and stuff. Anyways for those who don't still review please, I really love getting reviews; it's great to know what people have to say about my story!
Second, because of my dad's work, I move. (Although this was my first) This August I will be moving back to the states. That means that I won't be able to update for a while, plus the people I'm staying with when we get there (we still need to buy a house) have a broken computer, so that's no good. I'll probably be able to write but updating will be hard. So if chapters come really slow for a while please don't think I ditched the story and stop reading and reviewing!
Well I just thought you all should know what's going on! PLEASE REVIEW!!!