Chapter One: Beds are burning.
A/N - Why hello everyone! First story, so I'm a little sketchy about it! Let me know what you think. It'll make me feel better knowing if I can improve... which I know I can. Also, let me know if there are any mistakes...so on. blah blah blah.
ps - DISCLAIMER: i do not own anything... JK Rowling does... that brilliant mind!
The sound of the bustling kids as they boarded the Hogwarts Express was getting all too familiar to Hermione Granger, but she decided that she could never tire of it. The sound of the excited first years as they went into a new and unfamiliar world made Hermione think of herself when she was a first year. She had begun with no one; no one would accept her for who she was. They all considered as the annoying, know-it-all, smartass; which wasn't really who she was. It was not until she met a Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, who would put up with her, that she realized how great Hogwarts was.
Hermione sighed, Ron. What would I do without you? Ron and Hermione had been going out since the sixth year and seemed to be the perfect couple. Hermione, all of the sudden, snapped back to reality. She looked around, realizing that Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen. Instead, Draco Malfoy had taken their places.
Hermione had changed, in looks mostly. Her hair had calmed a lot. Her smile; Perfect, Draco thought. She had a slim built, with a perfect chest; well, according to Draco. She was driving him mad. At first, when he saw her, he didn't think it was Granger, but when she turned around he was taken aback, my god… she's beautiful!
He didn't know how to react to her. So he acted like his normal, jerky self. "What are you looking at, mudblood?" he said, showing off his shiny Head Boy badge and making sure Hermione saw it.
"Oh, bugger off Malfoy!" Hermione snapped back. Her heart sank when she saw the badge. Of all the people, She thought, it had to be him. Just my luck. Her first hope was that Ron or Harry would be Head boy, but two Gryffindors, it just showed a little favouritism. But she hadn't expected a stupid, slimy Slytherin. Damn it, stupid Dumbledore.
Malfoy looked smug, "So, as I suspected, you are, of course, Head Girl. Doesn't surprise me one bit. Well at least I'll be here with you… keeping you in line."
"Shove it Malfoy".
"I don't know. What will you do if I don't?"
"Malfoy, I don't have time for you or your retarded games." Hermione swirled around and started to walk away
He looked behind him to Blaise Zabini, "Damn, Granger has grown up to be something eh?" Blaise only smirked and nodded his head slightly.
Hermione boarded the train and started to look in all the compartments, hoping to spot one of the boys. She finally heard Ron's loud voice chatting away to who Hermione presumed to be Harry. She smirked and walked to the door. Inside the compartment were not only Harry and Ron but also Ginny and Lavender. She first noticed Ginny and Harry were snuggling. Cute. Hermione thought. Then, she saw Ron and Lavender. No they weren't just snuggling, which would have been shocking, but making out like mad. Hermione was astounded and gasped for air. She could feel her heart ripping in half. She would not cry, no, she would not. Crying showed weakness and that was everything she wasn't. She was strong and she was going to handle this well.
"RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? AND HARRY! NOT STOPPING HIM, NOT EVEN MAKING IT OUT TO BE A BIG DEAL, SITTING THERE WITH GINNY AND NOT THINKING THAT WHAT RON IS DOING IS WRONG? THAT I AM HIS GIRLFRIEND AND HAVE BEEN FOR ALMOST A YEAR AND THAT MAKING OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE IS JUST ALL RIGHT ALL OF THE SUDDEN? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL? GINNY! AND LAVENDER. WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM? DON'T YOU EVER THINK LAVENDER? YOU ARE A LITTLE SLUT; NOTHING MORE, FILTHY WHORE… WHY I SHOULD...SHOULD…" Hermione was going red. She pulled out her wand.
"WAIT!" Yelled Ron as he jumped up and blocked Lavender, making Hermione angrier, "STOP IT HERMIONE! STOP IT! There is not need for wands here. I'm sorry. I should have told you but I didn't want to hurt you-"
"Should have told me what Ron? What? That you were going to go on the train and make out with Lavender now? And what did you think I would say to that? 'Oh, all right baby, I'll catch up with you later? What the fuck Ron? I love you." Hermione could feel the tears coming on, but held them back.
She noticed people gathering around too see what was going on. "NOTHING TO SEE HERE PEOPLE, GET!" She yelled, making sure her badge was showing. She felt one hot tear stream down her face. She decided to run, get away from him. Oh how she loathed him, how she wanted to pull out her wand and turn him into a frog. But she couldn't. Self control Hermione, self-fucking-control. She kept running until she came upon an empty compartment.
She found a seat and broke down. Crying wouldn't solve anything but it sure made her feel better. She put her head into her knees and sobbed, trying to stop. The door opened suddenly and Hermione looked up. Standing there, looking bloody hot was Draco Malfoy. His eyes looked her up and down. She stopped crying and stared.
"What the hell do you want Malfoy? Come to make fun of me and my loser of a boyfriend?" Hermione said viciously.
"Ex-boyfriend." Draco said smoothly.
"Oh shut up, like you would care or know what its like to have your heart ripped from you and stomped on! I just lost all faith in men."
"Are you sure about that?"
"What are you getting at Malfoy?" Hermione's eyes burned.
"Nothing really, just that I would like to see if I could change your mind perhaps?"
"GET OUT! NOW! Do not make me hurt you Malfoy, because I will!"
"I'm not leaving. Or well, I'm not leaving without you." He smiled a half smile. Hermione swore her heart was pumping faster. She took a deep breath.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" She eyed him funnily.
"Oh shut it, mudblood, don't even start it. We are kind of like Head boy and Head girl and we have to do "rounds" if you would call them that. I was hoping that I wouldn't have to be the one to do it ALL. But oh well-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP MALFOY. DO NOT EVER CALL ME THAT HORRIBLE NAME AGAIN. I HATE HOW YOU THINK THAT EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING IS BELOW YOU, WELL LET ME TELL YOU, I MAY NOT BE PUREBLOOD BUT I AM ONE HELL OF A WITCH AND I AM CAPABLE OF MUCH BETTER THINGS THEN YOU WILL EVER-" She was all of the sudden unable to speak because Draco was kissing her. Malfoy is kissing me. What the hell is wrong with the world today? But her thoughts stopped as she realized how much she was enjoying it. She pulled away.
"What the hell? What was that for?" Hermione looked at him and studied his face. He had beautiful features: a sturdy jaw, luscious lips, piercing blue eyes, and his blonde hair that suited him so well. He was, like all the girls said, gorgeous and for some strange reason he was kissing her.
"To make you shut up." Draco smirked and looked away. He actually looked embarrassed.
"Well it worked didn't it."
"Guess it did." He still wasn't looking at her. So Hermione took the time to smirk to herself. I want him to kiss me again, oh how I want him to kiss me. She couldn't believe what she did next. It was like she wasn't even thinking. She reached out and caressed Malfoy's chin and turned his face towards her.
"Left me speechless." Hermione said and kissed him. It took him a second to clue in but soon he was kissing back with as much passion as Hermione. She was enjoying this and by the looks of it, so was he.
Ron came bursting into the compartment. He was steaming and you could see it. He was obviously embarrassed too, about what just happened between Hermione and him.
"GAH!" Ron yelled and looked away. Hermione and Draco quickly unlocked their lips, "What the hell are you two doing?"
"Nothing," Hermione said. "Get the fuck out Malfoy."
"Pfft, mudblood, and what if I don't?"
"Just get out!" Ron said angrily. He was as red as a tomato by now and it looked as though steam could come pouring out of his ears at anytime. "Fuck you weasel. At least I don't fucking cheat on my hot girlfriend." With that, Malfoy walked away.
Hot. Hermione thought. He called me hot. She smiled and Ron noticed.
"Oh, you like that don't you? You fucking like Malfoy don't you? What the hell is wrong with you? Just because Voldemort is dead doesn't mean that Malfoy isn't evil and horrible anymore. He still is calling you mudblood! Idiot!"
"Yeah, well at least he comforted me and like he said, he doesn't cheat on his girlfriends."
"That's because he never has had a girlfriend. He fucking sleeps around with anyone who will do him, no commitment Hermione, none at all. I love you still Hermione. Nothing changes that."
"Ah hum. I think a little making out with Lavender changes EVERYTHING. I don't love you. Not anymore. I thought you were "The One" Ron but you obviously proved me wrong. What was it? Not enough making out? Not enough sex?"
"Well, if you really want to know. It's just that. We didn't have sex. Sure we made out all the time but it has almost been a year and still, you won't give into my needs. I'm a seventeen year old guy, what do you expect from me?"
"Oh, ohhhh I get it now. So just because you are horny and I'm not putting out, you just get to go and make out with other girls. Okay I'm so glad we cleared that up. Oh, and I expect you to be patient. You say you love me but you don't. If you did, you would have waited, I would have been worth the wait." She had to get out of that compartment; she didn't want to be around him anymore. She could feel tears coming. "Now move. I need to go do my Head duties."
"No, Hermione. I want to make this right again. I won't let you leave me." Ron said looking a little unsure of himself. He blocked the door with his 6 foot 3 build. Hermione couldn't get out.
"Just let me out. I'd rather not talk you anymore about this." Hermione said trying to push Ron out of the way. "I said, get out of the way!" But Ron would not move.
"Please, I just want to say I'm sorry. I want you to forgive me. I don't want you to hate me anymore." He started to move towards her.
"Too late for that now. Why didn't you think about the consequences before Ron?" She sat down, too tired to try and fight her way out. He was coming closer to her still. He sat down and looked into her eyes. He was trying the puppy dog look but it wasn't working for him. "Get away from me!" She squirmed away.
"Please…Hermione… please. Forgive me." He took her head into his hands and kissed her. She didn't kiss back. It was a sloppy kiss and she didn't feel anything between them like she had used too. She pulled away quickly. Yuck. She thought.
"I can't, I have to go now" Hermione ran out of the compartment, Ron didn't even try to stop her. He knew it was over.
