A quick recap:
'Can I kiss you?' He asks again.
I smile and nod. I know I shouldn't, it's Malfoy, but not tonight. He smiles and leans in close to my face. I can feel his warm breath on my face, nearing my lips. I lean towards him, I want to kiss him, too. Our lips start to touch--
WHOOO WHOOO WHOOO!!
---End of POV and dream---
Hermione wakes up to the sound of an owl.
'Bloody hell! I was dreaming! That was so strange!.....I was about to kiss Draco?? He comforted me?? Wow...I don't know where that came from.'
Hermione sighed. She walked over to her window to where Pig was sitting, clutching a letter in his small claws. She looked at the letter.
'From Ron.'
Chap. 4 Meeting at the LibraryThe Gryffindor common room. A few hours before Hermione received Ron's owl.
It was about 7 in the morning, on a Sunday. Ron watched restlessly as Dean Thomas and Parvati Patil made out on the maroon couch. He was by himself, save Colin and Dennis Creevey. Harry was talking to Madame Hooch about upcoming quidditch games, Seamus Finnigin was with Lavender, Neville was...well he didn't care where Longbottom was, but he was getting sick of watching Dean and Parvati.
After another pain-staking minutes the couple finally needed air.
'Bloody hell...did you HAVE to do that here?' Ron asked.
'Did you HAVE to stay?' Parvati retorted.
Ron snorted frustratingly.
'I have to go now, baby. I have DADA homework still.' Parvati whined.
'No play-time tonight then?' He asked.
She shook her head sadly, then kissed him on the nose and left.
'Play time?' Ron asked skeptically.
'Yeah...it's great.' Dean sighed, 'But I don't need to tell you. You got Granger for that need.'
'Yeah...like 'Mione would ever have play time.' Ron said rolling her eyes.
Dean's eyes widened.
'What?? Haven't you and Hermione been going out for like four months?'
'Yeah, last month of 6th year and our summer...so?'
'You've been going out that long and you haven't...played with her?' Dean asked.
'No. I don't think so.' Ron asked confused, 'Should have we?'
'Yes. You deserve it for staying with her for so long.'
'What do you mean by that?'
'I didn't mean it in a bad way. It came out wrong. I meant, it's kind of a treat for being together so long. Bonuses in the relationship.'
'Oh, well, 'Mione isn't really into that.' Ron replied.
'Why? You aren't good in the sack, Weasley?' Dean joked.
'Shut up, Thomas. I'm as good as any other guy.'
'Yeah...but Hermione must not think so if she won't give you a go.'
Ron thought about this for a few seconds of silence. Dean looked at the wall clock and said,
'Well, Ron, I got to shower and get some Mythology homework done. I'll catch you
later, mate.'
Ron, in a daze, replied, 'Yeah.'
He sat thinking. He then took a quill and some parchment out.
Present time. Hermione receives Ron's owl.
Hermione—Meet me in the library at noon. – Love, RonHermione looked up at her clock. It was 9 AM. She felt a little strange having the dream about Draco, and then getting the note from her boyfriend to go meet him. She suddenly got a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach.
'Oh no.' She thought, 'What if Malfoy told him about...'
She jumped from the chair she had been sitting in and ran out into her and Draco's common room. Draco was sitting on the couch eating some eggs and reading the Daily Prophet.
Draco looked up at Hermione as she burst into the room.
'You told him!' She cried pointing at him.
Draco continued to stare. She was still in her clad pink pajamas from the night before, that Draco was so fond of.
'Answer me!' She yelled.
This pulled him from his trance.
'What are you talking about, mudblood?' He asked angrily.
'You told Ron what happened last night, didn't you, you stupid ferret prick!'
His eyes shot darts into her skin. He set his paper and plate of eggs down roughly. He then stood up, elongating his smooth, muscular torso. His black silk boxers hung low on his hips.
'Look, mudblood, I didn't tell your fucking boyfriend about our little rendezvous last night. I don't know why you're being so fucking paranoid about it.' He snapped.
'You didn't tell Ron then?' She asked, more calmly.
'No. I didn't. Not yet anyhow, I will if you keep interrogating me like some criminal though.' He said sitting back down, picking up his paper once more.
'Oh. Sorry.'
She was speechless and embarrassed so she quickly retreated back to her bedroom.
Once she was in there she sighed heavily.
'He didn't tell him.' She said quietly. 'Thank gods.'
She then started to get ready for the day and to go meet Ron.
-
An hour later she reemerged from her room. Draco was now in a black silk shirt, with the Slytherin emblem sewn onto it, and black pants. He looked very sophisticated...he was a MALFOY of course.
'Done freaking out?' Draco asked cruelly.
Hermione didn't respond. She walked over to the tray of breakfast foods the elves bring up to the head students for breakfast (a/n: made this up) quietly. She picked up a bowl and filled it with fruit and some toast.
She then walked to the couch and sat down.
She looked quickly at Draco as she set her bowl down. He was looking through bookshelves.
'What are you doing?' She asked.
He turned and glared at her.
'That's none of your business, mudblood.'
'Will you please stop calling me that?' She asked.
'No. Now be quiet.' He demanded.
She huffed and went on with her meal.
'Will you please stop calling me that...' Draco mimicked in a high pitched tone, irregular even for Hermione.
'What is your problem, ferret?' She asked angrily.
'Nothing. I'm just over here minding my own business. Now stop talking to me, bitch.'
'God I loathe you.'
'I know.'
Hermione scowled and ate her food. She looked up at the clock after she was done. Draco had gone to his bedroom with some homework. It was 11:30.
'Time to go meet Ron.'
-
Hermione walked into the library, Ron was sitting on a couch holding a book entitled, Chudley Cannons: A Team of Glory. It looked as if the book had hypnotized him.
'Hey, Ron.' Hermione said as she walked in.
He looked up for a brief second, then returned to his book. He did a double take and looked back up and smiled.
'Oh! Hey!' He said as he dropped the book.
She smiled at him as he walked over to her. He kissed her hungrily. She pulled away.
'What's going on?' She asked.
Ron never greeted her with such a passionate kiss before.
'Nothing.' He replied. 'Come sit with me.'
They walked over to the couch. They sat in silence for a bit. Hermione stared at Ron. Ron stared at the floor, muttering something to himself.
'Ron, is something wrong?' She asked.
'I want the treat for our long relationship.' Ron blurted out.
'What?' She asked. She was thoroughly confused.
'I need to know I am a man.' He said.
'Ron, I really don't get what your getting at.'
Ron then put his hand to Hermione's face and drew her in for a kiss. He tongue plunged
into her mouth as his free hand moved to her chest.
'Ron!' She mumbled as his pushed himself on top of her.
'Ron!' She cried again. She pushed him away. He moved to the other side of the couch.
'What?' He asked.
'What are you doing???' She asked, wiping her mouth and evening out her blouse.
'I'm getting my reward, for our relationship. Every couple does it. We're ready, we've been going out for four months.'
'And that gives you a right to force yourself on me?!' She asked. 'You didn't even talk to me about it!'
'Well, how bout it? We can go right here. I already have a silencing charm on the door
and no one comes in here on Sundays.'
He then proceeded to try and grab her chest again. She slapped him. He clutched the side of his face.
'What was that for??' He asked.
'Ron?? What is wrong with you??' She asked. Tears were starting to form in her eyes.
'Nothing! C'mon Hermione! Give me what I need, it's not that big of a deal!'
'What you need??!! Not a big deal?? It's sex! Is that what your asking for??' She asked.
'Yeah, of course.'
'No, Ron! I am not comfortable with it!' She said. 'Where is this coming from? You've never acted like this before!'
Ron stood up violently.
'I've never realized what I don't get! I am the only guy who's gone with some girl for longer than a month and not gotten anything out of her!'
Hermione's eyes widened.
'That's all I am to you? Some girl who won't give you any??'
'No, Hermione, that's not what I meant. I just think you should give me something, we have been going out for a while now.'
Hermione shook her head.
'No Ron.'
Ron's face got tinted with red.
'You'll thank me, I promise.' He said quietly.
He then pushed himself up against her and the library wall and began to kiss her furiously. Hermione screamed from her throat and pushed him aside. Tears ran down her cheeks.
'I can't believe you would do this Ron Weasley!' She yelled as she ran out of the room.
