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RECAP:
The two young people were a sight...Draco was shirtless with long dark gray sweatpants on. His face was pale and soft tear streaks stained his face, barely visible though. He usually perfectly gelled blonde hair was messy and tangled. Hermione was in black stretch pants and a green T-shirt. Her silky hair was thrown back into a ponytail, her face was pale, her eyes (with smudged light brown eyeliner) were glossy and red.
She stepped out of the bathroom and looked up at him. She saw that true sorrow was in his eyes.
He looked at her as she stepped out of the bathroom. She was beautiful. He'd never felt more stupid for anything he had ever done, then right at that moment. His heart instantly fell lower than what it already was when he saw her, too. She had deep pain in her eyes, hurt was written on her face. He did that. Now...he wanted to fix it.
Chap. 13 Draco's Doctor
'Hermione...' Draco breathed. He didn't know what to say. He was speechless. He didn't know why he was so cruel to her. He just wanted to be near her. He realized then and there that he wanted to be with her. But would she ever forgive him?
'Malfoy. I don't know if I want to talk to you right now.' She said looking down at the floor.
'Why won't you look at me?' He asked her.
'Why do you care? You wouldn't want me to anyway.' She said walking away from him.
Draco stared at the place she was once standing. He didn't want her to leave, but she was obviously still upset.
He then heard a door close behind him. He heard Hermione walk down the corridor.
'She won't listen to me.' He told himself.
'You aren't trying hard enough.' A voice said to him.
'I did. I tried. Why should I care anyway?'
'Because you hurt her and you care about her. You don't hurt people you care about.'
'I don't care about her.'
'Yes you do. You know you want to be with her.'
'I want to touch her again...I don't care about her.'
'Stop denying it. I'm your conscience I KNOW what you really feel.'
'Shit.' Draco muttered.
--
Hermione walked away from her common room, wiping her eyes. She went to a girl's lavatory and washed up a bit.
She stared at herself in the mirror.
'What is Malfoy doing to me?' She asked herself. 'Why can't he just leave me alone?
Why is he trying to be nice now? I swear that man has a split personality.'
She took a deep breath and turned to leave. But that didn't happen, instead she turned and saw someone in there with her.
'Pansy?' Hermione asked.
A pale faced, red-eyed Pansy turned to look at Hermione.
'What are you doing in here mudblood?' She snapped. 'Don't you have your own bathroom in your goodie-two-shoes head student room?'
'I didn't feel like using that one.' Hermione replied.
'Well stop contaminating other public ones.' Pansy snorted.
'Are you hurt at all Pansy?' Hermione asked.
'What?' Pansy asked quickly, 'I don't know what you are talking about. No. I'm peachy.'
'All right. I just thought you sounded hurt earlier when you were with Malfoy.'
'Drakie would never hurt me on purpose you filthy creature.'
'I didn't say he hurt you...on purpose. I didn't say anything. I was just curious. So you're okay?'
'Why do you care?' Pansy said angrily before leaving Hermione alone in the bathroom.
'Draco wouldn't hurt any girl on purpose.' A voice told Hermione.
'He hurt me.'
'He didn't me it.'
'But he said it so something inside him must have meant it.' Hermione replied.
'He wanted to talk to you.'
'I don't want to talk to him. See him. Or think about him. I want to get my mind off him.'
Hermione then left, and made her way to the Gryffindor common room. She walked in seeing the person she most wanted to see.
''Ello, Hermione.' Harry Potter smiled.
'Hi Harry.' She said. She then looked at Seamus, who was sitting with Harry. 'Hello Seamus.'
'Hey.' He said happily. 'Well, Harry, I'll be in my room finishing up that thing I had to do so, I'll talk to you later.'
'Alright.' Harry nodded.
Lee turned to Hermione.
'Nice seeing you.' He said.
'You too.' She said a bit awkwardly.
Seamus walked rather quickly into his room.
'It seems like I haven't seen you in awhile. How are you doing 'Mione?' Harry asked.
'I don't know.'
'What do you mean?' Harry asked, 'You look a bit ill. Are you okay? It's not Ron is it? Did he do something?'
'No.'
'Is it Malfoy?'
She didn't answer.
'I just want to talk okay? Not about Ron or Malfoy or anything like that. I just want to be with my best friend.' She said sitting down next to him, putting her head on his shoulder.
'I can do that.' He smiled putting his arm around her. 'Just friendly talks.'
'Please.' She sighed. 'So, what were you and Seamus talking about. He acted a bit odd didn't he?'
'Haha. You'll never believe it Hermione.'
'What?'
'Ol' Seamus has got a little crush on you.'
'What? On me?' Hermione asked sitting up.
'Yup. That's why he had to go work on that "thing". He wanted me to talk to you for him. Do a bit of match-making if you catch my drift.' Harry laughed.
'I would have never guessed it. Seamus likes me. Ha!' She smiled.
She then thought of Draco. 'This is how I can take my mind off of Draco.'
'I think I'm going to go talk to sweet Seamus.' Hermione said standing up.
'What are you going to say? Let him down gently, Hermione.'
'I didn't say I was going to let him down.'
'What? You like him too??'
'I could.' She winked.
She then walked over to Seamus' door and knocked lightly.
'Come on in!' Seamus bellowed.
Hermione popped her head in and smiled at him.
Seamus was laying on his bed looking through a magazine on the Kenmare Kestrals.
'Ahhh Hermione. Hi. What are you doing in here?' He asked sitting up nervously.
Setting aside his magazine.
'I just wanted to come in here and tell you that I'm flattered.'
'Flattered?' He asked shakily.
'Yes.' She said coming into his room. 'Harry told me.'
'He did? Already?' He asked.
'Yes.' She smiled. 'And I think that's very sweet.'
'Well...w-w-what would you say if I asked you to be my girlfriend?'
'I think...I would say yes. We could give it a try.'
'Really?' He asked excitedly walking over to her.
'Yes.' She laughed. 'Really.'
She then leaned in, next to his face and gave him a small peck on the cheek.
'Thank you for asking.' She smiled.
He stared and nodded. She waved good-bye and left. She walked back into the common room where Harry was waiting.
'Well?'
'Well what?'
'What happened?' Harry asked.
'Oh. That. Well, it seems as if Seamus and I are dating.'
'What?!' Harry asked. 'Really? He must be a happy boy in there. Do you actually like him 'Mione?'
'I don't know. I told him we could try it, and we are.' Hermione smiled. 'I'm rather hungry, I think I'm going to go get some good. See you later?'
'For sure.'
She smiled and left the Gryffindor common room.
'It's not nice to use guys.' That voice told her.
'I'm not using Seamus.' Hermione told herself.
'Yes you are. You are dating him to try to forget you have feelings for Draco.'
'No I'm not. And I don't have feelings, other than hate, for MALFOY.'
'Tell yourself what ever you like. But I know how you truly feel.'
--
Draco was sitting in his room when he heard the common room door open and close. He go up quickly running over to see who it was.
'Oh.' He said. 'Hey, Zabini.'
'Umm good to see you too, fucker!' Blaise cried. 'What crawled up your ass and died?'
'Nothing. What do you want?'
'Did you fuck Granger yet?'
'That's not going to happen. Let's call off the bet.'
'Why? Draco Malfoy is dropping out of a challenge that consists of hot girls and sex??' Blaise cried , 'What is the world coming too?? Have we all gone fuckin' mad??! Am I dead?? Who are you and what have you done with my former sweet-ass best friend?! I demand you return him AT ONCE you evil, alien scum!'
Draco couldn't help but laugh at his friend's outrageous statements.
'God Blaise...did you mother drop you on your head as a child?'
'Yeah. So?' Blaise asked sarcastically.
'Idiot.' Draco mumbled.
'So...please, Mr. Malfoy. Take a seat. Tell me your problems. What is troubling you?'
Blaise asked with a psychiatrist tone.
Draco rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch. Blaise took a chair next to him.
'I don't know if I want to talk to you about all this shit, Zabini. I just don't think you'd understand.'
'Don't tell my heart, Draco.' Blaise said faking emotion, 'My achy, breaky heart. I just don't think you'd understand.'
Draco started laughing.
'What???' Draco asked.
'Haha IIIII don't know, man. I heard it playing when I was in a cowboy bar in the States once with my uncle. I started dancing around all crazy to it and some dude gave me a little shiny, round disc that played it. It's a song.'
'Wow. You sure do know how to cheer a guy up.'
'Soooo what's got you all fucked up? Or un-fucked I guess. Haha!' Blaise said laughing at his own joke.
'Wow...you're retarted.' Draco muttered.
'And so what if I am! At least I'm getting some hot lovin'!'
'I could be. I choose not to.'
'I believe that. If I was a girl...I'd fuck you.'
Draco's eyes widened and he moved away from Blaise.
'You fucker I said IF! I don't want to now! Gross! You perv...I much rather fuck girls than go up your ass.' Blaise snapped.
'Good. Cause you ain't getting any where near this ass.' Draco retorted quickly.
'I wouldn't want to, man. You don't have to be afraid of bending over around me.'
'Haha good.' Draco chuckled.
'Okay back to me expanding my boundaries as a doctor...so young Mr. Malfoy, I hear your father is an ass...tell me about your childhood.'
Draco laughed.
'My father is only a portion of what's messing me up right now.' Draco replied.
'Is it Granger, too?'
'I don't know.'
'Alright I take that as a definite yes.' Blaise said pretending to write down on imaginary paper.
'You're such a fuckin' weirdo.'
'I'm not the weird one here, you're the one who's seeing a psychiatrist.'
'I didn't want to, I just—wait! You're not even a real psychiatrist you're the weird one!'
'What ever makes you feel better.'
'What?!'
'Let it out young Mr. Malfoy, just let it out.'
'Haha shut up, Zabini.'
'Alright alright, go on with your story.'
'I wasn't telling a story. All I said was I didn't know about Hermione.'
'Ahhh Hermione is it? Not Granger or the all-too-common Mudblood?'
'I don't know.'
'How do you not know? It wasn't really a question. Obviously you said Hermione. I'm not deaf.'
'I-I-whatever.' Draco stuttered. He didn't know how to respond.
'So...you like the little muggle-born is that what I'm hearing?' Blaise asked.
'What? I never said a thing like that!'
'Dude. Do I look that stupid? You are all depressed, turning down sex, wanting to call off the 'Who Can Bed Granger First' bet, calling her Hermione...how many more signs
should I ask for??'
'I don't like her. She's a mudblood.'
'Oh sure nowwww you call her a mudblood. After I find out your dirty little secret.'
'There's more. Some thing happened at Hogsmeade.'
'Hogsmeade? You went?'
'Yeah.'
'I didn't see you.'
'I fell asleep in the library.'
'Oh! Watch out! We've got a rebel on out hands!' Blaise cried.
'Shut the fuck up. That wasn't the "some thing" that happened.'
'Does this "some thing" have to do with a cute little "some one"?'
'Maybe.'
'Ok so yes. Tell me what happened with Granger.'
Draco then told Blaise everything from waking up in the library to finding Hermione to feeling Hermione to riding off on a horse with Hermione to yelling at her at Hogwarts to Pansy to Hermione throwing up the bathroom to Hermione not wanting to talk to him and leaving.
-An hour later-
'Holy shit! I idolize you, Drake.' Blaise grinned.
'Why? For having a great night and then fucking it up the next day?' Draco asked.
'YOU GRABBED HERMIONE GRANGER'S ASS!' Blaise cried. 'How was she?'
Draco smirked. 'Excellent. Tight.'
'AND HER BREASTS? How were they?'
'Perfect. Firm.'
'Ohhhhhh...' Blaise moaned.
'Dude...don't do that with me here.' Draco begged.
'Sorry.'
Then the common room door opened and guess who strolled in.
'Uhh...hey.' Hermione said awkwardly, holding a bowl of noodles.
She wouldn't have said anything, but she saw Blaise and she didn't want to appear rude.
'Hey.' Blaise said swallowing loudly. He then looked at Draco and looked at him intently.
Draco didn't say anything.
Hermione walked into her room and closed the door.
'Go talk to her.' Blaise said quietly.
'Why do you want me to? It's Hermione Granger. She's a Gryffindor and a muggle-born and friends with Potter and Weasel!' Draco whispered back.
'I don't care! You like her and she's hot! I'm in Slytherin because I am clever, perverted and tricky, not because I hate muggle borns, Gryffindors and Harry Potter!'
'Then you go talk to her, because that's how I was raised.'
'Oh yes blame it on your fucking father...good job Drake. I thought you were always a one to go for whatever you wanted, not what other's wanted, but whatever. Sure, I'll go talk to her.' Blaise said standing up.
'No!' Draco cried jumping from 'I don't do everything my father tells me.'
'Then go talk to the hot girl you want to fuck...or I will.'
'Talk?'
'No fuck.'
Draco narrowed his eyes at Blaise and then swore under his breath.
'What was that Drake?' Blaise asked.
'I said go fuck a lamp...I'll talk to you later. I have to go fix something I ruined.'
'Good. Bye.'
Draco was walking to Hermione's door when he turned around. Blaise was still standing there.
'Aren't you leaving?' Draco asked.
'Not until I see you try to talk to her.'
Draco growled and knocked on Hermione's door.
A/N: You like? I hope you did! Tell me in a review! And don't worry, this isn't a Ron/Hermione fic OR Hermione/Seamus fic this is a Draco/Hermione fic, and that couple pairing is coming soon! Stay with me! Thanks so much! –Dracosgirl2515
