Forever Yours : Chapter 3: Sweet Misery: Part II
Disclaimer: Do you think this is like the whole 'Lemony Snicket' thing? I mean, I've never seen this J.K Rowling.. Have you? No, I don't own Harry Potter. I own Daniel, though.. Oh yes.. (Insert diabolic laughter here). I wish (big deep sigh)
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In the next few days, Hermione and Ron completely ignored one an other. They would avoid sitting next to each other, speaking to each other, and even seeing each other.. If it were possible.
Hermione spent most of her time in the Library. She was very clever. She knew it was a place Ron was terribly afraid of and he would never enter there. Not unless he was under extreme water torture, or something similar of the sort.
She roughly turned the pages, searching frantically for answers in her book. It was amazing, how so much anger could be contained in such a tiny body was beyond anyone. Everyone did what they thought best: they stayed out of her way.
But not everyone. Some fool thought it wise to cross a vengeful lion in heartache, in pain, feeling betrayed. Whom other that fool then Draco Malfoy himself?
"Oh, well.. Look who it is." He walked gracefully towards Hermione from the shadows. Back straight, slowly walking, arms flinging naturally at side. He possessed so much poise. That was the Malfoy walk.
"The Mudblood Granger." He smirked a little wider.
He heard something that undoubtedly sounded a lot like 'Sod off, I'm busy.' but he decided to play dumb and grab a chair from a table nearby and drag it towards Hermione, sitting in front of her. He had nothing to do all afternoon, it was a terribly boring day. He had hoped he would find her in there. Just to torture her a little. That always seemed to make his day.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to maintain her cool.
"Nope, nothing at all. Just bored, really. Had a bit of an argument with Blaise. You know dear Blaise, right? Tall, dark-haired bloke? That arsewipe."
"Malfoy," She began. " What do you want? Just so you know, I'm not some little 'Plan B' of yours, I'm not here to entertain you. And besides, we were never friends.." She rolled her eyes and resumed on her reading.
So just go away.
Draco scoffed disgustedly.
"Who ever said we were?" He asked, feeling insulted.
Who the bloody hell does she think she is? Hmm.. I'll just get her where it hurts most then.
He smirked again as an idea crossed his mind. He then decided to quickly put it to action.
There was a sudden pause that favoured Draco.
"I know why your so upset.." He announced in a mock of a sympathetic voice. Hermione was a bright one and could see right through him.
"Oh really?" She put her book down.
"Yes, see I too know what that's like, ickle Mudblood. I just broke it off with Pansy a few days ago. Boring, daft, ugly Pansy. But I had someone else. She just wasn't cutting it for me. She then found out and went all emotional on me." Draco emphasised the word 'emotional'.
"You're disgusting.." Hermione said, while giving him the evils. "That's really cruel of you."
Draco played hurt for a moment.
"So I'm cruel.." He said. The word obviously meant nothing to him.
Hermione then started to think. Why he would suddenly come up to her to tell her this just didn't make any sense.
"But what does this have anything to do with me?" Hermione asked him.
There was another silence, but was momentarily broken by Draco yet again.
He glanced over at her book.
"What's that you reading?" He asked, but was obviously not interested.
"I'm trying to finish my Ancient Runes essay. Now if you don't mind, you'll leave. You've been distracting me long enough.. And anyways it's quite creepy that we're having an actual civilised conversation, so just go away." She motioned with her hand.
"I'm not leaving because you told me to, but rather because your just plain boring, Mudblood."
Hermione gave him another big eye roll.
"Fine.."
"Fine!" Draco Malfoy said loudly in return.
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He's so strange..
Hermione thought, as she climbed down the staircase.
Arguing out of hate for the past six years.. And he today decides to just sit down and actually talk to me. Maybe he's finally matured..
Hermione thought.
Naw, because if he really did 'mature', then he wouldn't have said the things he said. I guess the saying 'A leopard never changes it's spots' can apply to ferrets too.
She giggled silently to herself as she climbed down the staircase heading towards The Great Hall.
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"It didn't mean anything." Ron explained to his sister. "When you got there, she was telling me how sorry she was for this whole mess. And you know what's the next bloody thing the deranged bird does? She comes and snogs me!"
"I'd watch out if I were you." Ginny replied after hearing his story. "She seems like she's just out to get you. To make you break up with Hermione, so you'd go out with her."
Ron scoffed loudly.
"Right, well then she's bloody mental if she thinks that's ever going to happen." He reassured Ginny.
There was another awkward silence.
"So erm..?" He said nervously, while rubbing the back of his hand behind his neck. "How's Hermione? Is she still mad?"
Ginny looked around a bit, and sighed deeply.
"It hurt her so much. She's still really mad. She's just oddly quiet all the time. She won't even talk to anyone, I heard. I reckon she's been spending all her time in the library by herself."
"Typical Hermione." Ron said, trying to lighten the mood.
"I think you should try to talk to her."
"Me? But everything I do, well.. You've seen what happened! It's like she's got hawk eyes or something and she's just watching me.." Ron paused and looked behind himself at the empty staircase as they were climbing down. "Everywhere.." He shuddered.
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"I can't believe I've really done it!" Lavender shouted excitedly in the common room.
"Word around the school is that they're bound to break up!" She said to Pavarti with a smile.
"You do realise he hates you, right?" Pavarti decided it was necessary to say.
Lavender's smile instantly vanished.
"Well, I see you're happy for me. And naw, I think he's just upset. He'll come around."
"Mmm.. Maybe you're right." Pavarti shrugged.
"Of course I'm right." Lavender said with confidence.
You'll see.
Lavender thought silently, as she walked towards the end of her trunk.
Ron Weasley will be mine. I'll show you all. Beware Hermione Granger..
Author's Note:
Okay, hopefully the end of the "boringness" with this chapter. I'm going to take a different route, which is going to make things more 'understandable' and perhaps shorten the length, maybe just a smidge. The idea just occurred to me, and it's the solution to the problem I was pondering about for quite a while now. As you may now, this is a backflash (hint). I think I'm going to like this fic.. ;D
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