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A/n: Well, thank you guys for your reviews again! I'm sorry if the story gets confusing. I am a little confused about it too. Hehe... Well, anyway, better get on with the story. Here goes...

By: Aningme


Anger Management

Chapter 7

My POV (as in the author/ narrator / what ever you call it ü)

The Filaflum, having its incredibly adoring features, quickly gained Hermione's love. She fed it and played with it and did anything to care for it. But having no choice, with the chain on their hands, Draco was still grumbling and whining about everything, as he too had to be with the "cat".

"He's not a cat. He's a Fi-la-flum!" Hermione pronounced. Draco rolled his eyes and glared at the creature.

"What ever its name is, why do I have to be stuck here?"

"If you have forgotten, you started with the fight in the Christmas party when you—"

"FYI. I was just running a little small talk with you and suddenly you blabbered and jabbered your mouth at me." He amended. Freggie glared at Draco and grumbled at him. "And besides, your pet seemed to hate me."

Hermione glanced at Freggie and smiled, rubbing its back to soothe him. "There, there, my dear Freggie." she cooed. "It's not Draco's fault he is an ass." she muttered and smiled at him.

He rolled his eyes at her first but then started to laugh himself.

Suddenly, she blurted the question she had wanted to ask for a long time now. "Draco?" She called out as she spread out her legs to the snow, her back leaning on the trunk of the tree.

"Hmm?" Draco answered as he shifted his head on the trunk to have a better view of the blue sky.

Hermione gulped the big lump stuck in her throat. "Why did you choose me?" She finally blurted.

Taking his gaze off the sky and to turn it to her, he asked her, "What?"

She sighed and held Freggie tighter, as if garnering support from him. "Why did you choose me from all of the people that night?"

He paused for a while, as if to think, and suddenly shrugged. "I guess you were the one I could only turn to." He started. "I guess you somehow attracted me of something. And besides, you were the only sober person in that party." Both of them laughed. Hermione fiddled her finger at Freggie.

He then continued. "And I guess I have been gathering my damned guts to catch your attention for all these years. And that night, I had finally decided to talk to you."

Hermione suddenly turned quiet, somehow surprised with what she heard.

"But then again, I was drunk that time. And I blurted and blurted and with the combination of your temper and mine, we ended up in detention." He chuckled at the thought. "It really seemed very coincidental, isn't it?"

Hermione just nodded, not knowing what to say.

Silence suddenly overtook them. They just watched the snow covered trees and the sky for a while, not knowing what to say to each other.

Just until Freggie jumped out of Hermione's lap did they speak again.

"Freggie? Where are you going?" Hermione called out. But Freggie ignored her and kept running away.

They both stood up and found themselves running around for the filaflum.

"Damn it! Would you stop where you are!" Draco exclaimed at the creature as it kept running around Hagrid's cottage.

"Freggie, please! Come back here!" Hermione gently pleaded. But then Draco kept blabbering his mouth.

"Damn that cat! It did nothing but be a pain in our sorry asses!"

That stopped Freggie.

As Draco and Hermione halted and watched as to what Freggie's next move, Freggie turned around and grumbled at Draco, positioning its little body into an attack position.

"Uh-oh." Draco muttered and suddenly ran, pulling Hermione with him.

As they seem to never endingly stop from running around the cottage, now Freggie running after them, it just made them exhausted.

"Look what you did!" Hermione exclaimed in between groans as they still ran and ran. Hermione was stumbling already, her legs shaking in pain. Draco just kept pulling her.

"Just run and he'll get tired of it!" Draco said, looking back, seeing the furious Freggie's sharp teeth gnawing for him.

But then, because of the damned chain, Hermione couldn't stand to run more. Her legs suddenly gave in and stumbled, pulling Draco with her.

And before any second pass, Freggie was on top of Draco, grumbling and drooling over him.

"Easy there, Freggie..." Hermione tried to calm the filaflum down. "Who's the good boy, Freggie? Who's the good boy?"

"Get his paws OUT OF MY DAMNED FACE." Draco calmly whispered, maintaining a heavy eye contact on the creature. The creature just grumbled louder, scaring Draco more.

"Freggie! Listen," Hermione thought of something to distract him. "I have some treats for you!" She bluffed, brain storming for the next move. "Hermione won't be happy if you attacked her friend, Draco, here!" She warned. The filaflum suddenly stopped grumbling and jumped to Hermione's lap, slowly making a sound as if it was trying to apologize to her.

Hermione smiled at it and patted its head. "There's a good boy. Now run inside the cottage and wait for Hermione there." She commanded and watched the cute little filaflum run its way to the door.

She turned her head at the boy beside her. "Hagrid warned you. You could have been injured or something!"

Draco tried to stand up and settled his robes. "That went well, didn't it?"

"Well, if I wasn't here, you could have been gnawed to pieces!" She exclaimed and stared at him. She suddenly found herself laughing at him.

"That's not funny!" Draco suddenly exclaimed, shooting her a dead glare.

"You were almost killed by a small adorable creature!" She continued to laugh. Draco's cheeks suddenly burned in rage.

Hermione stopped and stared at him. He suddenly looked adorable himself. His flushed cheeks looked really good on him.

"What are you staring at?" Draco bellowed, making her chuckle again.

"You look so adorable, fuming like that." Hermione chuckled and chuckled. He found himself blushing more.

"I am not fuming." He countered, trying to stop his blood from gushing up to his face.

Hermione just laughed again and held his hand. "Come on. We better go inside. It's getting colder already. Freggie is waiting for us."

But before they could even reach the door, Draco pulled Hermione to a stop and suddenly kissed her, surprising her. He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. She just stood as she was for a while, her shock still paralyzing her. But after a while, she found herself kissing back.

As they finally let go to breathe, they just stared at each other and panted.

Hermione broke the silence. "You want some hot chocolate?" She muttered.

Draco nodded and smiled. "I would love one." He said, holding her hand as they went inside.


A/N: Guys... again... Thank you... I'm really sorry if the story seemed confusing... And thank you city-seagull for reading my fic.ü Anyways guys... if you have suggestions please tell me.ü Thanks a lot again. I owe you guys a lot.

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Aningme