Hermione was pacing her room.
"What the hell has gotten into me?" she asked herself aloud, "I don't like Draco… NO I do not! I can't see why anyone would," she stopped pacing and looked out the window, "What am I to do?" there was soft footsteps out side her room but she didn't notice.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
She jumped and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me… Draco," she opened the door slightly.
"I don't want to talk,"
"I think we need to," he pressed against the door a little.
"No I don't think so… I don't think I'd be able to control myself…" just talking through the door was arousing her, "Just- just go away…" her body was frightening her. It normally behaved.
"Can we talk tomorrow then?" His voice sounded a little hurt but she couldn't let him get to her.
"Yeah. Sure… what ever just leave me alone for now," she shut the door.
"Good night, Hermione," his footsteps started to walk away and slowly went out of hearing range. She sighed and pulled back the covers to her bed and slipped in. Almost immediately she was asleep.
Harry walked around his room for a while. Dumbledore had said that he could stay until start of term at headquarters but for now he might want to take advantage of being around Draco and find out as much at possible.
He sat down on his bed and looked at the room. There were two other beds in the room. It was fairly large and spacey considering there were three beds and one rather large closet in there. Ron and Draco were going to sleep in the same room as him. That was going to be fun.
The door creaked open and Ron's red hair poked through the crack.
"Oh… Harry… There you are," Ron stepped into the room and shut the door quietly behind him, "Look…,"
"Don't be sorry. If that's what you were going to say," Harry flopped on the bed.
"No I wasn't going to say sorry. I was going to say that Mum said she would try and keep it under control and that she would try to be nicer to Hermione," Ron sat down on his own bed, "Did you hear what Malfoy did?" Ron glanced at Harry.
"No what did he do this time?" Harry had closed his eyes not really wanting to look at Ron in his state.
"He did something to Hermione," Harry sat straight up.
"What did that bloody git do?" he hissed through clenched teeth.
"He and Hermione won't say. Herm went to bed. I don't know what Malfoy did," Ron seemed just as concerned as Harry, "Mum doesn't trust him and she thinks that Herm is crazy for even want to be near him. I think she still thinks he's you," Ron raised his eyebrows, "Is there something I should know about, Harry?"
"What makes you ask that?" Harry asked fidgeting slightly.
"Well ever since you came back here you and Herm have… Well I don't know… been acting strangely lately. Did something happen between you two?" Harry couldn't help but notice that Ron was really stiff when he asked that.
"Well…." Harry looked down at his hands, "yeah," Harry looked up at Ron.
"What happened," Ron looked at the desk beside Harry's bed.
"Well… We kissed,"
"Really… Was that all?" Ron now looked at Harry. Harry knew he hoped it wasn't true.
"Yes. That was all. It wasn't even a long kiss anyway. It was more like a brush," Harry rushed on.
"Did you like it?" Ron's tone told Harry that he wasn't too happy, "Did you really enjoy it? Huh? What was it like," the venom grew in his voice, "Why don't you just take everything away from me. You get all the attention. You get to switch bodies with someone even if it is Malfoy! You always get all the publicity no matter where you go. Everyone knows your name and now I find out that you go ahead and kiss our best friend! Didn't you even care about what I would think? Or does my opinion not matter! Did you and Hermione plan against me or something! Did you two want to ruin my life or something!" Ron was almost yelling all of this because he was so angry. Harry tried to convince him that it wasn't true and that he didn't plan anything but Ron didn't listen, "You know what Harry…I don't care what you think either. How do you think of me being the one close to Cho? Hmm? Would you be jealous? Or would you be too busy with Hermione that you wouldn't notice? Or would you and Malfoy just share her? Wow Harry I didn't know that you could stoop so low," Ron violently ripped the covers back from and flopped down on the mattress, "Don't talk to me any more Potter till this whole thing is sorted out," with that he pulled the blankets over him and didn't say anything more.
Harry crawled under his own blankets and fell asleep. Later Draco finally found his room and Harry and Ron sleeping in their beds. He crawled into his own and fell asleep.
The next morning Mrs. Weasley made her rounds around the bedrooms and woke everyone up. Harry, Ron and Draco all got dress without a word and walked sleepily down to breakfast.
A/N Maybe one or two more chapters left before I have to write MORE! Oh my gosh... that is such a weird concept!
Kali Sword
