Okay, okay… one for the weekend… But with Cliffie! Not as bad as last time, but still…
Oh, and just to make sure we're straight: He stared at her for a moment, then lifted his head. What he saw made his body go numb.
He lifts his head, AND he's a bit bigger than Hermione (I didn't write that because I thought it was clear and still think it is) so he lookes over her head at…
…………………….x…………………….
There Pansy stood, right in the middle of the hall, sobbing. And he knew these tears were false. But nobody else seemed to know. They stared at him and Hermione angrily.
Draco swallowed hard. What was it that she had told them…
"Hermione..?" He whispered
"She told them about us when I opened the door. And when she saw me, she started to cry and said that you hurt her, smashed her against that wall, yelled at her that she was a bitch…"
"I didn't say she's a bitch"
"That's not the point. She said it and they believed"
Draco looked into the faces of the other students. They were shocked. Angry. Disappointed. And some didn't care. And few wanted to know the truth…
"I'm really feeling like crap right now" Hermione whispered and Draco could hear in her voice that the tears were about to come.
"You don't need to, Hermione. After all, I brought us in this situation. Go on and break up with me right now in public. It'll safe your reputation"
The tears fell down her cheeks "No…"
"Hermione, they'll think that a man that hurts you is okay for you. That you don't care if he's a bastard. That you don't care that he's dangerous"
More tears fell, but they still did not look at each other but stared at the sobbing Pansy
"But you don't hurt me any more. You're not a bastard. You're not dangerous"
"I know that, you know that and Pansy knows. Pansy won't tell the others and they won't believe us. Just… get over with it. Maybe it's the best for everybody…"
Now the tears formed in Dracos eyes, too, but he was used to just blink them away. Why couldn't she just get over with it? Did she think this was easy to him? His reputation was lost, but hers wasn't…
"Draco, I don't give as much on reputation as you do. Plus I can't break up with you"
"Why?"
"You never asked me out really"
Draco smirked. Hell, that girl was cute….
He was about to say something, when the door opened and someone ran into their backs "What the… Draco, what's going on?"
"Hey Blaise… Pansy's ruining my reputation by telling everyone I hurt her…"
Blaise sighed and pushed his way past the two of them and over to Pansy "Hey Pansy. What's that I'm hearing? Draco hurting you?"
"Yes… Yes, Blaise, it was so terrible. He just took me and…"
"Fucked your brains out? Yesterday were you wandering around telling everybody there were Spells hidden in Britney Spears Songs… and nobody knew that mugge-singer anyway…"
"But there ARE spells in her lyrics…"
Half of the people in the great hall stared at Pansy and laughed, than looked apologizing over to Draco and Hermione. They didn't believe a word any longer.
But Blaise didn't stop there "Yeah, sure… Whatever, Pansy… But even if he did… Remember that one night in the common room?"
"Blaise, please, that doesn't matter right now, I…"
"You remember, don't you? Remember when we sat on one of the couches. You, Draco and me. And you asked us to have a threesome. And we said no. And you said something about having whips, sitchs and chains up in your room… And we could whip you as long we want? And you remember how we told you how disgusting that was? I don't think he would even touch you after that…"
Pansy broke down crying again and Blaise just roled his eyes, going over to the Slytherin table to get something to eat, grinning at Draco who grinned back. The people were convinced. Everybody. Except the two that still stared at Hermione as if they wanted to eat her innards.
They stood up and made their way over to the door, taking Hermiones wrist and pulling her with them.
Draco didn't want to have another scene in the great hall, so he just followed them. When the door closed, he took hold of Hermiones other wrist, facing Harry and Ron
"Hermione, you blame us for our relationship and that we didn't tell you right away and then you go around snogging Malfoy?"
Hermione tried to jerk her hand out of Harrys tight grip "Let go of me… Don't you touch me! It's not ysour business. We're not friends any longer. I don't have to tell you a thing!"
He tightened his grip even more and Hermioen winced "You're hurting me, Harry"
"And you hurt us, Hermione" Ron said, his face red "How could you? He's the enemy!"
"I've seen the bloody worst and the damn best of him. You haven't seen any side of him, only the one you wanted him to have. You only saw him as the spoiled prat, the rich boy. You never saw him angry or happy. Only indifferent. You can't judge over a person if you only know one bloody side of him! Ouch…" she winced again, for in his anger Harry tightened his grip even more "I thought you were better than that. I never saw you as his toy"
Draco pulled Hermione slowly closer so that she stood with her back at his torso, her head against his shoulder, her arm outstretched to Harry, who still held her wrist
"Let go of her, Potter. You lost her when you hurt her. Now she's free. She does not longer belong to the golden trio. She does not longer belong to anybody. She's free" he let go of her wrist "And she's come to me in her pain. And she's staying. But as soon as she wants to go, I let her. And I'm willing to share her. She can be friends with you AND me"
Harry let go of Hermiones hand "No, she can't. Choose, Hermione. You can either stay with him or come back to us. You belong to us and you know it, don't you?"
Ron nodded "Choose, Mione"
