Chap. 6 You Aren't All Bad.
Draco walked to the kitchens, asked for some food from the elves, then went back to the head students' common room. He walked in and plopped down onto the couch. He conjured up a muggle television. He's saw one in a magazine once, then saw one in a bar in the States. It was very entertaining. He set his heavy plate of food down on a coffee table as he flipped through channels. He finally landed on some movie network.
'What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith
?'
'Yeah, and no lies.'
'Well, then, I confess, it is my
intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in
Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black
guts out!'
'I said no lies!'
'I think he's telling the
truth.'
Draco watched the screen closely as a dirty looking pirate talked with two bumbling watchmen.
'If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us.'
'Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even
if he told it to you.'"
Draco thought this was quite hilarious.
'HAHAHA! Oh man! HAHA!'
The pirate called 'Mr. Smith' then began to tell a story.
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Hermione was lying in her bed when she heard hard laughter.
'Who is that?' She asked herself.
She didn't think it was Draco, for she heard no one else in the room.
She looked around for a change of clothes. She found done so she through on a robe, she didn't want to go out in her skimpy pajamas again. As she was putting on a robe she heard a familiar voice.
'You seem somewhat familiar? Have I threatened you before?'
Hermione immediately got excited. She ran out into the common room. And looked at the television, not even glancing at Draco.
'Pirates of the Caribbean!' She exclaimed.
A confused look appeared on Draco's face.
'Is that what this is?' He asked.
'Yes!' She then looked at the television skeptically. 'Where did this come from?' She asked pointing to it.
'My ass.' He snorted. 'Where do you think it came from?'
'I don't know.'
'I conjured it.'
'How did you know about a television?'
'I do travel mudblood. Now leave or shut up so I can watch the movie.'
Her face saddened and she sat at a chair, furthest away from him.
Draco ate and watched the movie, but no longer laughed aloud. Hermione angered him. She angered him because she was so perfect all the time. She angered him because she had friends like Potter, ones he would never have. She angered him because, even though she hated him, she would try to be civil. She angered him because she was beautiful. She angered him because she was kind. She angered him because she was smart. She angered him because she laughed in front of him. She angered him because she laughed at his joke. She angered him because she was the only girl he felt he didn't deserve.
A knock on the common room door interrupted his thoughts.
'Stupid fuckers always interrupting my movie...' He muttered to himself.
Hermione rolled her eyes. Draco did not get up from the couch. Someone kept knocking.
'Oh, please Malfoy, sit down, allow me.' Hermione said sarcastically.
Draco scoffed as she rose to answer the door. Hermione unlocked the door and opened it. Before she could even see who it was, the door opened quickly and Ron burst inside.
'Ron? What are you doing here?' She asked.
AS soon as the word 'Ron' was uttered, Draco turned toward the door quickly.
'I came to see you.' He replied. 'Is it so wrong to want to come see my girlfriend?!'
'Ron, I don't want to talk to you right now.' Hermione said uneasily.
'I think you should.' He retorted.
Draco then stood up and walked over to them.
'Weasel, don't you have some other innocent girl to go rape?' He stated angrily.
Ron's face reddened with anger. He looked at Hermione in shock.
'What is he talking about? What did you tell Malfoy?' Ron demanded, getting too close for comfort.
'Nothing, Ron. Don't get upset over nothing. I just don't think you should be here. I don't think
I want you to be here.'
'She doesn't want you to be here. Do you feel hurt now?' Draco asked.
Ron looked furiously at Draco.
'You know what, Malfoy? I think you should shut the hell up.'
'I think you should get the fuck out of my room.' Draco snapped back, moving closer to the angry redhead. 'I don't like rapists in my vicinity.'
'I didn't rape anyone. I never would.'
'You sure tried though. Maybe now that you found you aren't stronger than a girl you won't eh?' Draco asked.
'Hermione, what the fuck? What did you tell Malfoy? Did you run to Malfoy after we had our little disagreement??' Ron asked her accusingly.
'It wasn't just a disagreement, Ron!' She cried, 'You hurt me! I don't want to be with you anymore. If you don't think what happened between us was anything more than a
"disagreement" then you can just go to hell.' She spat.
Draco's eyes widened in a pleasant surprise. He looked back at Granger and nodded in approval of what she had said.
'I don't think you should speak so rashly. Let's go talk.' Ron said. He then grabbed her arm and started to pull her into the hallway with him.
'No, Ron, I don't want to!' She cried. She pulled away, but he grabbed her again.
'Hey!' Draco yelled, 'Let go of her!'
'This is none of your fucking business, Malfoy!' Ron snapped.
'Oh yeah?' Draco asked.
Draco made a fist and wound back and swung into Ron's face's general direction. It hit him hard, square in the jaw.
Ron flew back, letting go of Hermione.
'Draco!' Hermione cried.
Draco walked over to Ron, prepared to hit him again, but Hermione ran over and pulled Draco's fist down.
'Please, Draco, don't. You'll only get yourself into trouble.' Hermione said in a genial tone.
Draco lifted his eyes, they were filled with rage, but then soften them when he heard Hermione speak. He simply nodded and put his hand down. Ron stumbled as he got up.
'Hermione? What's going on? Why are you being such a bitch? Why are you helping him???
You called him Draco? It's Malfoy! You are so fucked up Hermione! No, actually, you aren't, but you need to be! Maybe THAT will cause you to settle down and realize how fucking messed-up..' He couldn't finish his thought, because Hermione's fist took place of his mouth. He fell backwards onto the floor once more.
'Nice hit.' Draco commended.
'Thanks.' She replied.
'I fucking hate you.' Ron said as he got up and ran off.
Hermione stared at Ron as he ran off. Draco stared at Hermione.
'I can't believe you hit him.'
'I hate him. How could he change so much? He was so nice...' She choked up, 'And he said all those horrible things...'
'Don't listen to him. Forget about it all.'
Draco then thought back to what Weasley had said. Ron called her a bitch for restraining Draco.
He got upset because she had called him Draco. Why had she called him Draco?
'Granger...Ron does have one point. You called me Draco.'
'I didn't mean to, actually. It just was what came out.'
'Oh. Well, why the hell did you give Weasel the password?' Draco demanded.
'It seemed like a good idea at the time.' Hermione said reluctantly.
'Well, we are going to have to change it now. Way to go. I liked that password.' He sneered.
'Now go change it to 'Black Magic'.' He ordered.
'What? No. If you make me, I'm changing it to what I want.'
'Just go do it, Mudblood.'
This enraged Hermione.
'How can you be so nice and helpful to me one minute, and be so cruel the next???' Hermione asked.
'What?'
'Why do you act like this? First, in the room you laugh at a movie and talk genuinely then act so annoyed. Then you defend me and help me when Ron came and now your being such an ass again! Where does this all come from? What is inside you that says you HAVE to be such a prick all the time? Why are you so cruel to me??'
Her scolding aggravated Malfoy.
'You annoy me that's why. You anger me to my last thread.'
'Why? Why do I?'
'You insult me.'
'You INSULT ME FIRST! That's not why! You have no reason to be so cruel. Are you cruel because your father is? Is that why? Little Malfoy, growing up in the eyes of his father, making sure he is as mean and hateful as his father? Huh, Malfoy? His father hates mudbloods, Voldemort hates mudbloods, so Draco Malfoy has to be just like them and hate them for no reason too!' She cried.
'Shut your mouth. Don't talk about things you know nothing about.' He grit through his teeth.
'Why? A little too close to home, Malfoy? Did I hit a nerve?' She asked, 'God! Why do you have to be such a jerk? Act like a normal human being Malfoy! Can't you do that? Do you have to be cruel all the time? Is that a part of you? You act sometimes, so gentleman-like. You told Ron to leave me alone. Where did that come from Malfoy? There must be some good in you. Why can't you be like that all the time? Why did you stop Ron? Why did you help me? Because you knew you could? Because you wanted to anger Ron? Is that the only reason?'
'GRANGER! SHUT UP!' Malfoy yelled. 'I told Weasel to leave because he was going to hurt you! Why the fuck do you have to analyze everything?? Just leave things alone! Abusive people really are fucked up and I didn't want that little fucker in my room, okay? Are you happy Granger?'
'Why do you care if Ron hurts me?' She asked. HE didn't answer. She walked angrily back into the room.
Draco stood in the hall for a bit.
'Stupid Granger.' He mumbled.
He walked back into the room. Hermione was kneeling on the floor crying.
'Not again with the crying.' He thought. 'I can't bear to watch her cry.'
'Stop.' He demanded. He walked by her and sat on the couch.
'Everything is going wrong.' Hermione whispered. 'It's the beginning of the year and already things are horrible. Ron hates me. You hate me. Harry will hate me now because of Ron, and so will Ginny...'
Draco took a deep breath.
'You want to know why I hate you so?' He asked.
'No. I don't think I do.' She said.
He walked over to her and kneeled down in front of her.
'I'll tell you.' He said.
'I can guess.' She stated. 'I'm annoying, ugly, a mudblood and a virgin.'
'You aren't ugly. Not anymore at least. It pains me to say it but you are fine, Granger. I really could care less if you were a virgin, also. Sluts are worse than virgins. And that mudblood factor, well that's just a menial reason.'
'Than why are you so cruel?' She asked.
'Because you are perfect. You are strong, brave, loyal, and honorable. You are everything I am not. And you are the only person I truly believe is higher in intelligence than I am.'
She wiped her eyes, and stayed silent, a bit in shock.
'And you want to know the real icing on the cake?' He asked.
She shrugged.
'You are the only girl I know I can't have. And that makes me want you.' He sighed.
'What?' She asked. Her eyes searched his. For she was certain she misheard him.
'I could have any girl in this school, I am not trying to be arrogant, it's true. Even though you do not favor me, you also know it's true. But even all those girls are nothing, because you are the leader. You are the only girl in this school who gives a shit about anything. The others, sure, they give good sex, or whatever, but none them truly know me or care to. You do care, I know you do, because if you didn't care you'd be just like all those other girls. You would see only my exterior, and ignore what I am all about.'
Hermione stared at him. She didn't really understand. He just said that he wanted her. But then he said it as only because she didn't want him. But then he said he liked all those other girls, just not for a serious relationship. Did he want one with her? But then he said that she knew how he really was. So he was admitting to me a jerk and a prick? She didn't understand at all.
'Malfoy...I don't get what you are saying...' She said, angry with herself for being confused.
'I'm sorry. I don't really get what I am saying either.' He smirked.
He then sat normally, staring at her. Hermione sat cross-legged in front of him, trying to fix herself a bit. She felt foolish, crying in front of him again, and him rambling about those things she didn't understand. She didn't know what to say. She was annoyed and confused, but what
Draco would say next would even confuse her more.
'Ron doesn't deserve you, you know.'
'What?' She asked. She heard him but she didn't know why he was saying it.
'He doesn't, really. You are better than he is. Any guy that tries to hurt his girlfriend because
she won't give him sex is lower than any "mudblood".'
'Thanks. I think.'
'Malfoy...I am not great. You said that I am above any girl, any person here, and not even you deserve me. I don't understand it. If you think so highly of me, then why do you torment me so much?'
'I told you. It's because I can't have you. I am Draco Malfoy. I am a cocky bastard. You are better than me, so, ergo, I hate you.' He replied, almost in a joking tone.
'You can't have me?' She asked.
'No. You wouldn't want me. I don't think I truly want you, either, though. I don't understand it myself. Sure, I'd fuck you good. Long and hard until the bedsprings break, but I don't really know if that is because I know you'd never slept with me, or because I actually want to fuck you.'
Hermione's eyes widened. She didn't really know if she should feel insulted or honored. She had always thought any kind of talk like that was degrading, but coming from him...speaking of her, it didn't seem that bad.
'Oh.' Was all she could muster.
'I don't think I'd ever know the answer unless it actually happened.'
'You never know.' Hermione sighed.
Draco's eyes widened with delight. 'Did she just say she might fuck me?' He thought to himself.
Hermione looked up and saw lust in Draco's eyes. Her eyes widened.
'No! No!' She cried, 'I meant that you never know, you may figure it out on your own! Not, you never know I might have sex with you!'
'Oh.' His face of delight turned into one of hopelessness.
'Malfoy, I really don't know what is going to go on now, between us. I wish you would calm down a bit. I hope you stop harassing me, try at least. I want us to not hate each other so. Could you do that?' She asked.
Her big brown eyes begged Draco. He felt his heart drop. She truly was hurting, and needed him to abide by her request. He nodded his head.
She gave a gentle smile and rose from the floor.
She was about to go back into her room, but she turned around for a quick second.
'Malfoy, you aren't all bad.'
