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Chapter Eight

Hermione walked down to the green house the next morning to hear more dull reading.

I was attached to Jake, it was true. But I remembered all the rules. I remembered them like they were written on the back of my hand. Jake knew it couldn't stay like this. It couldn't at all. Never. So I said good bye to him. And that was it.

"What a dumb story." Hermione whispered to Harry.

"Tell me about it."

Hermione looked at Connie Garder and Jessie Knowlton whispering. She could hear them perfectly though; they were sitting right in front of her.

"What's gonna happen if he doesn't tell Pansy?"

"I don't know, Connie. Shut up. That stupid mud blood of a bitch sits right behind us." Jessie whispered back.

"She does?" Connie asked. She turned around and looked at Harry and Hermione. She quickly turned around.

"That's why your not Pansy's best friend; your too blonde to remember who sits where."

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Hermione sat on the floor, her back against the couch arm, rewriting her potions report in neater font just to get a better grade. She was skipping her lunch to do this. Her back hurt so badly though, it was impossible to get into a comfortable position.

Suddenly, Draco stumbled into the room. Hermione didn't look at him. But he stared at her. She was skipping lunch to be a goody-good. "Why aren't you eating?" Draco asked.

"Why aren't you?"

"I asked you first,"

"I had a big breakfast."

"You didn't even go down to eat breakfast."

"I had breakfast in my room."

"How? You don't know how to summon things."

"Why do you care so much?" Hermione asked. She hadn't looked at him at all. She had just continued writing her report. "It's none of your business what I do."

"It is my business actually. If we're at the head of the school, I need to know."

"You think you gotta know everything, just so you can get closer to a person and rip their hearts out? I don't think you do. Oh and what about best friends?"

"Come on, Granger. That isn't fair."

"Nothing's ever fair."

"What is your problem?" Draco said becoming pissed off.

"Fuck it, Malfoy! I'm not eating because I don't want to. You expect me not to be hurt, but like you I do have feelings. I was happy for the last week, but you had to take it away." She yelled standing up, throwing her papers everywhere. Draco was bewildered.

"I never meant to hurt you."

"Well you did, Malfoy. You did." Hermione wiped her eyes and looked at her papers. Draco put his stuff down and leaned on the wall behind him.

Hermione gulped up her anger and then got down and picked up her papers. She blew air up to remove the strands falling into her eyes; Draco felt horrible. He had made many girls burst out like that before but he had never really felt that guilty.

Draco sighed and got on the floor to help her gather up her papers. It was the least he could do. Draco looked at her, watching the tears roll down her face. He grabbed her hand and she looked at him. Draco wanted to embrace her; he wanted to tell her she looked beautiful even if she was crying. She was so much more beautiful then all of the other girls he knew; she wasn't hot, but she was absolutely beautiful.

"Don't touch me, Draco." She pulled away but he pulled her close, into his chest.

"I'll touch you if I want, Granger. You frustrate me. You're so…goddamn beautiful but you're so stubborn." Hermione dug her fingernails into his arms as she felt his lips on the top of her head. He had told her everything she needed to hear, everything she wanted to hear.

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"Just go for it, Dragon." Pansy demanded. He was teasing her by kissing her stomach. She was bare but he still had his pants on.

"Calm down, you panzer."

"No, I just lost my horniness because of that!"

"Shut up," Draco said laughing and crawling up to her to kiss her. Her kiss was different from Hermione's. Hermione's was meaningful and Pansy's were just…the same lip smacking sound every girl thought was sexy to guys. But it wasn't. It was annoying.

But it didn't matter because soon enough they were going at it. "Draco," Pansy said roughly. "What's going on with Granger and you?" Draco looked at her moaning. He slipped out of her and glared at her, his eyes kind of drooping from exhaustion.

"What are you talking about, Pansy? Why are you bringing this topic up in the middle of this?" Draco asked.

"So it's true? Draco, how could you lie to me?" Pansy yelled sitting up covering her chest.

"No it's not true, Pansy! I was just wondering why you had to ruin a perfect night away from all the other people. It was perfect for us…for once it was almost perfect. Why do you always have to ruin these things?"

"Because, everyone has seen you two together kissing and they're all telling me these things!"

"I am never together with her, Pansy! I have never kissed her!" Draco yelled lying his ass off.

"Draco, I broke up with Danny for the wrong reason, didn't I? Because you are the worst liar ever! Granger already told Jessie that you guys have been together."

"No she didn't and besides, you never broke up with Danny because your too busy being a slut and trying to figure out a truth in a rumor!" Draco yelled. Pansy slapped him. "Don't you ever touch me again, you stupid slut." He whispered through gritted teeth, taking hold of her wrist.

Pansy got up as he let go of her and she got her clothes on. She walked to the door and stopped before leaving. "I thought I was really in love with you, Draco. But I guess not."

"One more thing, Pansy, I'd rather have a mud blood in my bed the next morning rather then having you get up in the middle of the night to leave and tell your friends about the great sex. But we've never even hugged so it's never gonna happen you stupid slut." Pansy turned around and slammed the door of their love shack/classroom.

Draco let his head fall against the pillow of the bed they had moved into the room a long time ago. He was so tired. Not because of the sex; Granger kept him on his feet constantly. It was beginning to get to him. Everything, everybody was getting to him. That's what he would take his aggression out on tomorrow; the fact that everyone was being so stupid lately.

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Draco slammed Danny against the stands and sped ahead, reaching out for the Golden Snitch. This is the part where everything usually went wrong.

Hermione looked contently at Narcissa Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson talking. Hermione gritted her teeth.

Draco turned as the Snitch did, still reaching out. Danny sped up and slammed into Draco's shoulder. Draco winced in pain and glared at Danny.

"You mother fucker," Danny said. "You're a pussy."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You raped Pansy last night just because she asked you about Granger."

"Believe what you want but that shit never happened." Danny slammed against his shoulder again.

"Why does Pansy have a bruise on her arm then?"

"Because she's a slut," Draco said speeding up, extending his arm one more time. Danny sped up rapidly, getting even with Draco and finally kicked him in the ribs. Draco grimaced as he fell off his broom and down fifty feet into the sand.

Hermione breathed watching Draco make a face of pain and agony. She bit her lip and stood up as everyone else did. She disappeared between the crowd members and ran down the stairs.

Draco lay there tears filling his eyes as Madame Hooch got down next to him. "What happened up there, Malfoy?"

"What the fuck do I know? It happened so fucking fast!" Draco said in pain. Madame Hooch was the only professor who didn't care if he swore. She was the only one who had understood.

"Calm down, Draco. I'm taking you to the locker room." She picked him up. Draco often wondered if she was lesbian. She was nice and all but it seemed kind of weird that she looked like a guy.

"What happened?" An Australian voice asked Hermione. She turned and looked at Blair Conwell but didn't respond.

Hooch walked into the locker room with Hermione and Blair following her. Hooch set Draco down on a bench and stared at him for a second. Draco was biting his lower lip with his eyes closed but the tears still managed to escape.

"Blair come and get some ice packs with me." Hermione waited for them to leave and then kneeled next to Draco getting out her wand.

"Draco, open your eyes." Hermione whispered putting a hand on his face. Blood dripped from his lip; he was trying to prevent himself from crying out loud. She wiped it away with her fingertips. He knew the feeling of them so well. He finally felt comfortable to open his eyes.

"I am so fucked, Granger." He cried out softly, then biting his lip again. Hermione took a deep breath in.

"Why?"

"Pansy asked me about us, I lied, I called her a slut. I am so fucked." Draco said again. He made a fist and crashed it against the bench. "She told everyone I raped her,"

"Calm down, Draco." She grabbed his hand and he clutched it tightly. She wiped away his tears and blood away with her other hand. "Where does it hurt?"

"Ribs, shoulder, back, everywhere."

"Draco…" He glared at her.

"You're not fucking healing me, Granger. Everyone will know it was you. You're the only one smart enough to know how to do the damned spell properly."

"Draco, I have to. You could have broken something." Hermione said standing up. She let go of Draco's hand.

"You're not doing it, Granger." Her knees got weak as she took out her wand. "Everyone's gonna know it was you, Granger."

"I don't care, Draco. You're hurt."

"Fuck off, Granger." She held out her wand, shaking heavily. "Get the-" Hermione bit her lip, trembling and closed her eyes as she mumbled the spell. It hit Draco with an impact. Her breathing came out heavily as she looked at him. He had lost consciousness. But there was no time to stare as the locker room doors opened. Hermione ran out the back and leaned on the wall.

Pansy stared at Draco with Narcissa. "He seems to be fine." Pansy said. "Draco likes to gather attention so he might have been faking it."

Hermione was still trembling with the same impact Draco went through. Shakily she looked over as some Slytherin girls walked towards her. Her breathing got harsh as pain filled her eyes.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Hermione Granger at the scene." Millicent Bullstrode said. Hermione shook wildly. "What the hell is your problem? Are you having a fucking seizure?"

"You wouldn't know what it's like, Bullstrode, since you're so perfect." Hermione managed to say.

"What the hell? She can't even talk." Connie Garder said laughing. Bella Krazk walked up to her and kicked her in the ribs.

"How'd that one feel, you fucking stupid mud blood?"

"Don't you fucking touch her again, Bella." Hermione looked up and saw Blair standing there. "Get out of here."

"Stupid bitch," Bella mumbled as they walked off. Blair crouched down next to Hermione.

"What happened, Hermione?" Tears rolled down her face.

"I tried to heal him and-"

"It reflected back to you. That always happens the first few times you try it. It hurts you more then it heals."

"Lay down," At that point Hermione didn't care to ask. Nothing mattered. She hurt so badly. Hermione spread her body on the ground. "We're going to have to reverse the spell by actually doing the spell. It'll hurt but only for a few seconds. Just like getting your ears pierced, right?" Hermione nodded through sobbing. Blair raised her wand and then whispered, "Adversa valetudo." Hermione whimpered, her cries getting louder as she flinched in pain. But then it was gone. All there was left was a tingling in her hands.

"Better?" Blair asked. Hermione nodded as she wiped away the tears. "Call me Blair from now on; I can't handle this Conwell shit."

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Hermione lay on the couch under a blanket, staring in the fire as Draco walked in. He was limping though. She looked at him and remembered all the pain that stupid spell put her through.

"I heard it reversed on you?" Hermione stared at him, saying nothing. "Are you okay?" She nodded sitting up. He walked over and sat beside her.

"Jesus, I never thought I'd be in that much pain."

"I didn't think I'd ever see you cry." Draco looked at her. "I'm not going to tell anyone, don't worry."

"Everyone kind of already saw, but I'd rather you not spreading it in my face."

"I wasn't spreading it, I was mushing it." Hermione spat, she smiled after though. Their faces were an inch apart.

"You wanna mush it some more, there, bub?" Hermione smirked.

"It'd be mean, but the temptation is so…" She thought for a second and then felt Draco's lips against hers.

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Hermione stood in front of the 6th years. Draco didn't know why they had to do this. He didn't know why each professor had to be there to watch Draco and her. "Why the bloody hell are we doing this?" Draco whispered coming up from a bow.

"The sixth years have been invited to a ball at Durmstrang, the ball is getting them to get to know each other before the next little competition thing."

"Oh," Draco mumbled as he watched her curtsy. She was wearing a long yellow dress that tied in the back. It was very tight looking but she didn't show any sign of discomfort. He took her gloved hand in his own and put his other hand on her hip. She put her opposite hand on his shoulder and breathed in knowing every one's eyes were on them. They weren't even supposed to give instructions; they were just supposed to dance.

Draco breathed in as they took the first step; he was getting so nervous with Blair and everyone watching him.

"What do you think they're thinking?" Blair asked Dumbledore.

"Oh they're unsure alright, they're scared, Blair."

"Draco looks more nervous then she does. But she's not scared of anything is she?"

"No, not when she's around him anyway." Minerva McGonagall spoke up.

"It will take some time for him to get comfortable with the fact that he's going to-" Dumbledore started.

"Shh, no one can hear about it." Blair said.

"Ahh, that's correct, Blair. No one can know just yet. Not even them."

Draco looked into her eyes. He was scared; scared of people finding out. He was scared of her most of all though; she was so powerful, so smart, and so beautiful. He couldn't control her and that was the problem. "What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing, why would anything be wrong?"

"You look worried about something."

"Nope, I'm fine." Draco sucked in some air as he twirled her around gracefully. He held his breath looking at her; she was so beautiful.

All eyes were on them; they looked perfect for each other. They were so nervous though, barely even friends but so delightfully attractive. This story was old as time…

"James get away from me!"

"Lily, I love you!" He grabbed her arm and swung her around, holding her close. "What don't you understand?"

"Don't say that to me, James! You don't love me…if you did you would want to tell the world! But your so full of yourself and your reputation…you've got to keep it at high standards don't you?" Lily yelled, tears streaming down her face.

"I already told everybody, Lily! I already told everyone that I loved you!" James let her go and breathed out as he got down on one knee. Lily trembled. He grabbed a box from under his graduation robes. "Lily, I need you in my life." He opened the box and showed her a ring; it glittered in the sunlight. "Will you marry me?"

Lily fell to the ground and hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder. "James, I…I…I love…yes."

Ginny Weasley watched Hermione angrily; she was glowing unlike she ever had. She wanted to tear the two apart. Hermione wasn't meant for that slime ball.

Draco dipped her and looked into her eyes as if no one was there. He then kissed her not remembering any of the crowd; he was just dancing with her like it was nothing, then it was something and then he kissed her. He pulled away stunned and dropped her. Hermione blinked and looked up, with her jaw dropped. Everyone was stunned. Draco backed away and then ran through the crowd, stomping past Blair who was shocked. He walked out of the Great Hall that Sunday morning leaving Hermione about ready to cry.

Ginny glared at Hermione as she got up and ran after Draco. She grabbed his hand and he turned around. "What was that?"

"You tell me!" Draco said.

"I wasn't the one who kissed someone they supposedly hated."

"Just let it go, Granger."

"No, everyone is going to be talking about it, Draco."

"STOP WITH THE FIRST NAME SHIT!" Draco yelled slapping her. Hermione felt hot tears burning her eyes. "Stop acting like you care, this isn't working out for me anymore. We have to stop what we're doing." Draco stomped off leaving Hermione standing there.

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Hermione pulled on some sweat pants and then exited the bathroom stall. She was scared to go back to the common room, but she did anyway. All eyes in the halls were on her; she was the topic of conversation.

She walked through the portrait hole and saw Draco. He was just sitting there biting his lip. He didn't look at her and she looked around. Everything was misplaced; Draco was so angry at himself.

"You were the one who kissed me, I didn't kiss you back." Hermione spoke softly.

"It doesn't matter anymore, it's over."

"What's over, we never had anything to begin with." He looked at her.

Her hair was in a loose ponytail, the front strands were hanging loose giving her the stressed out look. She was in nothing sexy, but it still defined her nicely. She looked like she had just run about 3 miles when she got pulled over by a police officer because her shoe was untied; because she had done nothing wrong. Draco still thought she looked beautiful and that was the problem, he could never pull himself away from her if she looked beautiful even in a stressed out mood.

Fuck, what the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I get it through my head that she's not that great! There's absolutely nothing great about Hermione Granger.

"Your right, there was nothing to begin with so nothing's over." Draco told her. Maybe he would wake up soon and it would all be a dream. Maybe he didn't kiss her after all. No he did and now it was his fault, not hers. So why was he blaming her? Because she didn't have much of a reputation and he did.

Draco looked at her; she had sorrow in her eyes. "Lock the door,"

"What door?" Hermione asked. "There's just a hole."

"Fuck," Draco whispered. He got up and grabbed her by the hand leading her into his room. He locked the door behind her; she was wondering what he was going to do. He sat on the bed resting his head in his hands and looking down on the floor.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" Hermione asked. Draco looked at her and then gently grabbed her hand. Hermione stared at him locking her legs.

Fuck, fuck, shit, fuck! I want you, Granger. I want you

"Why did you lock the door?" Hermione asked.

"So no one could get in." Draco said. He pulled on her arm but she stayed in place. He blinked; no girl had ever rejected him.

"Why wouldn't you want anyone to get in?"

"Because I'd rather have you to myself." Hermione glared at him and then tugged on his hand. He got off the bed and tucked loose strands of hair behind her ear. Hermione looked into his eyes as he did this. He was so serious about each and every move he made; it made Hermione sick.

"Why would you give me away like that?" Hermione asked in a whisper. Draco looked at her. "Say you don't want me to care and then you start caring."

"Your too unforgettable, Gran-" Hermione put her finger to his lips.

"But from now on your going to either care about me or not, Draco." She whispered closing in on him. She then kissed him. Draco would care about her; he wouldn't let her drift away like all the other girls he had been with.

Draco fell to the bed with her on top of him still kissing each other. He rolled over on top of her and then pulled away, keeping his eyes patiently focused on her. "My body is all I have," Hermione whispered.

Draco breathed in. No girl had ever told him this. Not one single girl. And it made him think. It made him think a lot about what he was doing. Was he really ready to take this step with Hermione Granger? He hadn't even felt her up…once. He had only looked…never touched. But she was so beautiful; he didn't want to rush things, but he did at the same time. He didn't know what to do except look at her.

Fuck it.

He brushed more loose strands out of her face and then kissed her again. He rolled over on the other side of her and exhaled. Hermione sighed and felt her cheeks turn bright red. He had just given up.

Draco had just passed up another chance to have sex…two times in the very same week! Was that normal for a boy his age? He lost his virginity when he was thirteen with Pansy and they had had sex a lot over the past four years. When they first started doing it, it happened almost every night, sometimesfive timesin the same night! But their fourth year, Pansy had found new guys and was having sex with them and Draco. By her fifth year, Draco was practically out of the picture, but they still fooled around from time to time. Then sixth year came and Pansy's main squeeze was Draco. They had sex at least once a week but that wasn't enough for Draco, so he cheated on Pansy a couple times. And this year…this year Draco had never passed up so much sex in his whole life! In fact, he never passed up sex until now...untilBlair arrived at the school.

Hermione contemplated about what Draco's motives were. Did he want to give her up? Or did he want to stay by her side like a real friend should have? Or did he want to show her he cared by treating her like she was all his? Everything was happening so fast.

Draco stared up at the ceiling and then shoved his hands in his pockets. He felt a tiny bag floating around and then remember…

"Why the hell is she reading this book to us? It has no friggen Herbology shit in it." Blaise complained in a whisper. Draco shrugged thinking about Pansy and how hot she would be that night. He couldn't get her ass out of his head.

"Speaking of shit, I got a starter pack for you." Blaise told him reaching in his pocket. He handed a small bag to Draco. He looked under the table and saw that it was full of weed. Draco's eyes widened and he instantly put it in his pocket.

He had to light it up. He took it out, smiling and threw it up in the air, only to catch it as he got his wand out. Hermione looked at him. "What the bloody hell is that?"

"Weed," Draco said sitting up. He went into his closet to find the bong Blaise had stashed in there the first day of school. Hermione sat up. Draco put the weed in the bong and then lit it up. He sucked on it and suddenly felt dizzy. He blinked laughing and then handed it off to Hermione. She looked at it. He fell on the bed and smiled at her.

"Take a chance for once, Granger." He said. He looked so sexy there, just lying there staring at her with his sexy smile. Hermione must have inhaled some of the fumes. She looked at the bong and then inhaled it. She coughed pulling away and handed it back to Draco. Her brain felt fuzzy.

"Naw, you did it wrong. Watch," He sucked on it again and kept it there in his mouth. He held it there and then exhaled. He handed it back to Hermione and she did the same. Suddenly she felt crazy as she leaned back on Draco's head board.

Draco stared at her and then got on his hands and knees. "I can't believe I passed up sex with Blair," he said laughing. Hermione giggled.

"I wouldn't even pass up sex with her." Hermione said laughing. Blair Conwell was the most beautifulwoman she had ever seen.

She blew a strand of hair out of her face and watched it slowly fall back on her face. She blew again and then burst out laughing. Draco lay next to her and then grabbed her hand. Draco was even romantic when he was high? He kissed the back of her hand and then looked at her. "Ahh, Granger, I love you." Draco said in a cool and calm voice.

"Me too," Hermione said still laughing. She turned to look at him and then kissed him.

"Wanna marry me some day?" Draco asked.

"Yeah," Hermione spoke softly. "Wanna have kids?"

"Yeah," Draco said. "Wanna have a kid right now?" Draco asked looking at her. Hermione was combing his long white hair with her fingers. She looked at him and smiled. She looked like a dog, resting her head on his chest. A man's best friend…a Hermione Granger. Be sure to get her spayed, she's a horny one.

Author's Note: Ahh, I love it. No offense to anyone if I made any offense in this chapter or any other chapter. Three reviews and chapter 9 will be up!

-Steph