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A/n: Here's the next chapter. Sorry it took so long... Brace yourself because this consists of multiple POV's so... hang on. Just trying something new.ü

By: Aningme


Anger Management

Chapter 9

(My POV ü)

It's a cliché, really, when two people fall in love; everything will be perfect... in the beginning. Mostly, people will end up killing each other for LOVE's sake. And mostly, other people just step back and pretend nothing happened. It's ironic, really. But then, in some magical way, love conquers anything.

She couldn't help it but pace around the pavement, waiting for a cab that is supposed to arrive a few minutes ago. She didn't know what to do to lessen the tense she could feel in her neck and shoulders. But then, a rage of excitement blew up from her when she heard tires screeching nearby. Her friends had arrived.

"OMG, Hermy? You lost weight, haven't you?" Ginny screamed the moment she opened the door. "Malfoy did something to you?"

"He did something to you?" Ron suddenly interjected, grabbing Hermione by the arm. "Tell me now, Herm, so I could kick his ass!"

"Guys," Harry called out, while unloading their baggage. He glanced at Hermione and smiled. "You let her speak before rummaging her. She looks pretty tired.

Hermione stared at him and smiled. "He did nothing to me, guys. He's just fine."

"Well, you look really worn out! You have bags under your eyes!" Ginny remarked.

"Well, it's because I couldn't sleep. And with all the chores we've done. It is pretty tiring." She elucidated, half heartedly hiding the story behind it all. "Well, I'm just glad you are all back." She smiled and gave them all a hug.

"Well, I'm just glad we're here to take you away from that demon!" Ginny snapped and braced Hermione to the castle.


(Now, Hermione's turn.)

Why am I feeling this way? I shouldn't talk to him. He doesn't need me anymore. Now everything's back to normal. But I know something will change. Maybe his treatment to us. Maybe we could be friends. Maybe I could tell Harry, Ron and Ginny to forget the old Draco Malfoy and check out the new one.

But that is definitely impossible.

It would be the end of the world if I do that.

Ron practically hates Malfoy. Harry doesn't want to even think about it. And Ginny thinks he's the devil! How am I supposed to tell them I love him?

Wait... Did I say I love him?

"I'll see you guys later at the Great Hall! I just have something to do for a while." I shouted before leaving them in the common room. I have to do something. I guess one chat wouldn't hurt...?...


(AND Draco's turn.)

What could she be doing now? Most probably she's with her Gryffindork friends.

Oh shut it Malfoy! Just for once try to accept them! I won't be able to be with her like this! I have to do something to stop this. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me. I can't just let her go...


(Hermione... again ü)

Where is he? I couldn't find him. This may be the only chance we could talk.

Oh darn, the ceremony is about to start. I better go back to the Great Hall before Harry would suspect something.


(Harry hehe... just trying something new!>)

Something odd is happening. What could Hermione be doing at a time like this? I know she's hiding something. I can see it in her eyes. But what?


(Ron)

Draco Malfoy you are dead! If it wasn't for his stupid pride and shitty wits Hermione would have come with us for the whole two weeks! glances at his empty Slytherin seat Where the hell is he? And Herm?


(Ginny)

I bet Malfoy ruined Herm's holiday. Poor Hermy. I wish I could have been with her. Even just to comfort her. Oh Merlin, I can't even imagine a day alone with the Devil.


(Harry again )

Damn! The ceremony is starting without—oh. There's Hermy. Whew. Thought she would be late.


(Hermione)

"I'm sorry guys. Am I already late?"

I could hardly breathe as I sat beside Harry. I couldn't help it but feel awful that I wasn't able to see him.


(Draco)

Where is she? Damn it! I better hurry to the Great hall before the ceremony starts!


"My dear Students... Welcome!" Dumbledore exclaimed with his rough voice. Starting his speech, Draco raced up to his seat and glanced smoothly at the Gryffindor table, spotting her. He wanted to run to her and talk to her, but that wasn't an option now. He had some people to deal with.

"I hope all of you had a great holiday with your families... And I hope you are all looking forward to start the rest of the school year..."

He couldn't help but think of her.

She couldn't help but think of him.

"Hey." Harry whispered to her ear, holding her trembling hand.

"Yes, Harry, what is it?" Hermione asked.

Harry stared at her with worry. "I need to talk to you." He started and stared at her. She hated it when Harry does that. That stare of his always strips her naked to the bone. "Maybe some time today?"

Hermione had no choice but to nod. Harry might've figured out something!

Draco kept an eye on Dumbledore and to her. What are they talking about? What the hell is going on!

"Hey." Somebody patted his shoulder. He looked back and saw Pansy. "Draco dear, do you know how much I missed you?" She kissed his cheek and caressed it. Draco slapped her hand off, as usual.

"Get your filthy hands off my face."

"Down boy, I just missed you so much." Pansy cooed and smiled, returning her attention to the Professor. Draco just fumed.

"What about a hang out gig later?" Crabbe suddenly muttered beside him. "This is too boring. I need a butter beer."

"You always needed a butter beer. What are you, an addict or something?" Goyle interjected beside Crabbe.

"Sod off, Goyle. What do you suggest we do? This is too boring. I would rather die than hear another one of Professor Dumb-as-the-door's speech!" He glared at Dumbledore.

Draco stared at them, wondering how the hell he managed to be with these weirdoes for seven straight years.

"C'mon Draco, you are the expert in that." Crabbe turned to him.

"Um... Hogsmeade?"

Crabbe and Goyle stared at him.

"To the pub?" Draco was wondering if he said something wrong.

"Pub is good." Goyle suddenly remarked.

"To the pub then. And we'll hook up with the girls." Crabbe sneered and chuckled to himself.

Draco felt like running away. He didn't want to go back to his old life anymore.


That night in their respective common rooms...


(Draco)

I'm sick of all these. I'm sick of Pansy's face. I'm sick of all the talks we have here about junk and... well... junk. I'm tired of people bugging me.

I just want to see her.

I just want to talk to her again like before.

Why can't I be with her? She always had faith in me that I can do anything.

Why can't I keep her?


He left the common room and headed to the Gryffindor halls...


(Hermione)

Why am I like this? I'm out of my mind! I can't help it but think of him. How we spend our nights together, what we talked about...

"Hermione!" Harry shouted on my face. I barely noticed him.

"Are you alright? You're drifting away from us, Herm." Ginny interjected. I just realized they were talking to me.

"I'm just fine. I'm sorry." I apologized.

Such a dopey move, Hermione Granger. Just for once stop thinking of him! I wouldn't want them to know... well, just maybe...


(Harry)

Ha! I am right. Something is going on.

I excused both of us from Ron and Ginny and pulled her to a corner. This really calls for a decent talk.

"Tell me Hermione, what's bugging you?" I started. It was pretty obvious she's hiding something. She was never like this in front of us before. "Please... tell me. I'm just concerned."

"Harry, honestly I'm fine."

"Did something happen while we were gone?" I blabbered. I couldn't help it. I will kill Draco Malfoy if indeed something happened to her.


(Hermione)

Should I tell Harry the truth? He's getting the air of it already. Am I that obvious? Oh damn. Why is it always this complicated?

I can't just tell them everything! I can't just blurt it out. It's hard to explain... Why? How? How did I fall for him?


The door suddenly swung open, catching everyone's attention.

Standing behind the door frame was a man, panting for air. He seemed to be looking for someone.

"Hermione!" He called out.

She looked up and almost fainted.


(Hermione)

Speak of the Devil.


A/n: Am I playing with your head already? I'm really sorry if it gets confusing. I am really messed up with this story. I don't know whether to continue it or not. But then, I will continue. Though the next chapter MIGHT be the last one.ü(I'm actually hurrying it up to finish it.) Again, thank you to those who reviewed! And please review more… Thank you!