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BUSTED!!!

"Ron? What are you doing here?" Hermione squeaked, shocked at his sudden appearance.

"I was about to ask you the same thing, 'Mione," he glared, his face burning with anger.

"ME? Well, I was… simply…simply… uhh…" rambled Hermione, searching for an excuse but none seemed even remotely believable.

"Hermione, I don't know what's up with you these days. First, you befriend Malfoy, then you start dancing with him and then you… you… you" he exclaimed, unable to finish his sentence.

"If you must know, Weasley, Granger and I were having a very interesting conversation until you rudely interrupted," Draco said, unaware his arms were still wrapped around Hermione's waist.

"I wasn't talking to you, deatheater!" Ron spat, his hatred coming off in waves.

Hermione felt Draco's body tense, his heartbeat getting faster. He never talked to her about his father or that everyone knew he was a soon-to-be deatheater simply because it never came up… and the fact that she didn't feel it was her place. Truth be told, she was sometimes scared of him.

"Don't talk about what you don't know," he said, whispering with such menace and malice that his words seemed to echo mercilessly. After he left there was deafening silence, which was broken as Hermione's gaze turned towards Ron, enraged.

"Way to go, Ron! I'm not a little girl anymore, okay? I can make my own decisions," Hermione said, glaring at Ron, angry at him for upsetting Draco.

"What?! How is THIS my fault? Do you have feelings for Malfoy?"" Ron asked, looking at his friend accusingly, afraid of her reply.

Hermione bit her lip, not sure of the answer herself. She had been confused about her connections with Malfoy but the recent incident only complicated things.

"I have to go now, Ron," she said, walking past, leaving him frustrated and confused.

Draco was stomped to his room, angry and aggravated. How dare that, Weasley, talk to me like that! Calling me a- a… a… DEATHEATER! Like I would bow before that Mudblood; he thinks he so powerful… only to be defeated by Pothead so easily. I am my own master… MY OWN! He mentally shouted.

He threw the picture of his family across the room, smashing into the bedroom wall. He hated his father the most. How Draco despised him for the days he spent training Draco to be emotionless, detached and cold. He had been taught that love was an emotion that weakened men and that the only use for it was against your enemies. At that time, Draco respected and adored his father deeply as he believed him to be man of enormous power and control, who could bend the will of any man to his purposes. When he found out that his father was merely a follower of another, he lost all admiration for him but his teachings, Draco never forgot. He vowed to become greater than his father, to let no emotions control him, to dispose of any who stood in his way. Now seven years later, Draco Malfoy, had broken the vows he had promised to fulfill.

He sat on the armchair near the fireplace, staring at the flickering flames. Just then, Hermione walked into the room and slowly approached Draco, restraining the urge to rush over and hug him.

"Draco? Look, I'm sorry about that. Are… are you alright?" she asked, as she knelt beside him, looking up at him, her eyes full of concern.

Draco remained silent for some time, still staring into space. It was only few minutes but it seemed like a lifetime be for he answered.

"Do you think that I'm like my father, Hermione?" he asked, looking at her, his eyes full fear.

"No, Draco, you're nothing like you're father," she replied, taken aback by his question.

"When I was young, I was taught that love is an emotion that only fools feel," he continued.

"That's not true," Hermione said as tears started streaming down her face.

"I will never follow Voldemort. I'm my own master and will not bow down to that bastard. I will not become a deatheater," he said, the last part more to himself than Hermione.

"Look, Draco, I don't know what's going on between us but I will always be here for you,"

"I know you will," he said as he turned around and hugged her, Hermione sobbing into his chest while he held her close, never wanting to let go.

The next morning, Hermione found herself sleeping on the couch, Draco right next to her with his arms cradling her protectively. They had fallen asleep together, holding each other, whispering words of comfort. Hermione slowly got off the couch, not wanting to disturb Draco from his slumber. Just when she was nearly out, something pulled her back down.

"And where exactly do you think you're going, Granger?" Draco playfully asked, nuzzling in her neck.

"I'm going to change for breakfast. Now let me go, you retard." She replied, pushing him away.

"Who said I'm finished with you?" he asked, his eyes glittering mischievously.

"I did, so let go. Are you okay?" she asked, a question that appeared so often these days.

"Yeah, I'm fine. You think I'm actually going to let that Weasel get to me? Like that's gonna happen! Besides, I've been blessed by the presence of the almighty Granger! You spoil me!" he said, mocking her.

"Nice to know that you haven't lost you're sense of humour and stupidity," she said sarcastically, but was glad that he was going to be alright.

They both went to change for breakfast, relieved there was no school. Hermione and Draco knew that they would be facing a few little problems that morning…

"... and then she says 'Way to go, Ron!' I mean, I still don't get how this is MY fault!" Ron raged, telling his best friend the events that had occurred the night before.

"Ron, look. Hermione's our friend and she's entitled to her own decision. You think I would want her to be kissing Malfoy? Well, I don't. But I'm not her parents and I'm not about to go and lecture her. I'm her best friend and will be SUPPORTIVE, Ron. I suggest you do the same thing," Harry replied, keeping a calm voice, unlike Ron who was getting angrier by the moment.

"You're taking HER side?! Have you forgotten that it's Malfoy we're talking about?"

"Did someone say my name?" sneered an all-too-familiar voice nearby.

"Malfoy," growled Ron, his eyes burning with hatred.

"Weasel," Draco replied with mock courtesy.

"Harry could be seen rolling his eyes, preparing himself for another exchange of insults. What a beautiful morning…Yeah, right…

"Unless you've suddenly gone blind, and we all hope you have, you might have noticed this is the Gryffindor's table. A little slow this morning, aren't we?" Ron retorted.

"Well, you shouldn't be her either, Weasel. I mean, doesn't Gryffindor House select students valued for their bravery and courage? Or have they changed the rules, and made it for people who have issues?" Malfoy replied coolly.

"Yeah, well…" Ron said, busily thinking of a comeback.

"That's enough, you two. I don't want to stand here all day, listening to your crude insults. Someday I may even have to eat," Hermione cut in, breaking up the two boys.

"See you later, Hermione, okay?" Draco said, as he planted a quick kiss on her cheek before he went over to his table.

Ron, of course, was boiling mad, the steam almost literally coming out of his ears.

"Hermione!"

"What?! Sop being so possessive, Ron."

"I'm not being possessive, I'm just… just… never mind," he muttered, as he sat down and grumpily ate his food.

Draco walked over to his table, his mind racing. I bet the Weasel is fuming… figures, everyone knows how he fancies Hermione…it's pathetic… He was still marveling at what just happened. For once, his actions towards Hermione were not met with a slap. This is DEFINITELY my lucky day…

"Harry, how angry is Ron?" Hermione asked, as her red-haired friend left the table in a huff, his appetite seemingly gone.

"The truth?" replied Harry, cringing.

"I don't know why he's so angry. I know its hard seeing as it's Malfoy but I never expected him to be THIS angry. I don't know what's up with him…"

"Hermione? Have you forgotten this is Ron we're talking about? You know he doesn't take ANYTHING to do with Malfoy well,"

"Yeah, but he doesn't have to be so childish about it!"

"He's not being childish… exactly…" Harry finished lamely, as he was interrupted when a first year came up and whispered something in his ear.

"Oh, okay," he said, as the first year bounded off.

"What? What did he say?"

"Ron says that he's not talking to you so don't bother trying to apologize," Harry sighed.

"Still think he's not being childish?" she asked, while Harry shaked his head in disbelief.

A/N: Hope you guyz liked this chappie as well as the rest!!! I'm sorry to all the Ron fans if I was a bit harsh bt dn't wrry!!! Little Ronniekins will always be there for our Hermione (even tho he'll be jealous bitch about it)!!! Anyways, if any of you would like to make a suggestion or critique then just put it in ur review!!! Okay, okay, so I want u guyz to review… blame the author why don't you!!! Newayz, I'm outtie 4 now!!! Luv,

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