Chapter 15: Beds are Burning
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Hermione sat in the stands watching Harry and Draco fly around above her. She knew that deep down inside she wanted Harry to win, and of course he would but she also didn't want to hurt Draco by cheering for Harry. She had told him it this morning and he said that he understood her situation. Hermione wasn't buying it though. He was hurt, just too stubborn to admit it.
She watched as Draco spotted the snitch. Her heart gave a jump. Harry noticed and started to trail Draco, catching him quickly. Draco noticed Harry and jolted to his right, blocking Harry. Harry pulled back and went around, so that they were side by side. Draco looked over to Harry and went to hit Harry, missing him as Harry sped up. Hermione heard herself gasp. Harry and Draco continued to follow the snitch towards the ground, but it changed direction suddenly and headed upwards. Harry pulled out of the dive but Draco didn't make it in time, crashing into the ground hard. Hermione gasped louder and stood up, rushing down the stands. She stopped herself suddenly, realizing that a lot of people were staring at her strangely.
"Are you alright Hermione?" Lavender asked.
"Fine," Hermione spat viciously. As hard as she tried to be nice to Lavender it never worked. She hated her and there was nothing she could do to change that. She watched Ron make a fabulous save and heard Parvati say, "Ron sure has improved since he started." She heard Lavender respond with, "Yes, he's rather good and very pleasant to look at." With that both she and Parvati giggled ferociously.
Hermione turned around and said, "I'm trying to watch Quidditch here. So if you don't mind… stuff a sock in it." She turned back to the game to see Draco back on his broom and flying up towards Harry who was, once again, chasing the snitch. It kept changing its direction, making Harry look as though he wasn't in control of his broomstick. He went into a dive again, with Draco behind him. Harry sped up, leaving Draco far behind. He reached out, trying to grab it, stretched father than he thought possible, thrust his hand forward and snatched it. The crowd roared, except for the Slytherin section. Hermione let out a little yelp of happiness before heading down to congratulate Harry.
Draco felt the anger rise in him. Once again he failed to beat Potter. And though he kept his insults to himself, for Hermione's sake, he felt a pang of hurt as he watched Hermione run out of the stands to hug Harry. He turned to his team and gave them hell for losing. He felt a little better after that and turned around to start walking towards Hermione but she wasn't there.
"Stupid Potter," Draco mumbled under his breath.
"Huh?" Goyle asked.
"Nothing," Draco said bitterly.
He stormed up to the castle and headed straight towards his room, part of him hoping Hermione would be there when he showed up but she wasn't. She left him a note saying that she had gone to the Gryffindor common room to celebrate. "Thanks." He mumbled to himself and headed into the bathroom for a shower.
Hermione sat on the couch in the common room, exhausted, she watched Ginny get paraded around by the guys in her year. She had made many a goals in the game, each more fabulous than the last. She decided to head back and visit Draco.
"Hermione!" Harry yelled, "Where are you going?"
"Oh, just going back to my room… to visit Draco!" She yelled back. It was loud in here, there was music playing loudly from somewhere and the amount of people in the room was crazy. She swore she didn't recognize half the people. She obviously hadn't been in there much.
"Do you have to go?" Harry yelled back. She moved closer so they could actually hear each other.
"Harry, I feel bad. I abandoned Draco!"
"Oh come on, he can handle himself. He's probably off bitching at his team for losing." He smiled at this.
"Harry, get off yourself." She punched him playfully in the gut, but he didn't even flinch. He held out a butterbeer and Hermione took it, "Another hour okay? That's all… and then I'm out of here."
Hermione didn't stay for just an hour though; she didn't make it back to Draco at all that night. He sat up waiting and waiting but no Hermione. He finally fell asleep on the couch. Hermione crept back in early in the morning and crawled into her bed. She was thankful that today was Sunday and that she had finished all of her homework on Friday night.
Draco had heard her come in but didn't say anything. He remained 'sleeping' on the couch and didn't bother to move back to his bed when she went into her room. He sat there for a few minutes wanting to storm into her room and start yelling at her about how he could have used her yesterday. He got up and started walking towards her door but stopped, realizing he couldn't do that, and headed for the door. He walked down to the Slytherin dormitories and went in.
He spotted Pansy sitting in the corner, pouting, by herself, and Blaise doing homework at one of the tables in the room. He shivered; it was rather cold in there. Blaise noticed him walk in and waved him over.
"Hey Malfoy. How goes it?" He asked.
"Horrid." He replied.
"Not getting any, eh?"
"How about not seeing her at all yesterday?"
"What?" Blaise said, shocked. "How does that work?"
"Got up early for Quidditch, afterwards she went off with Potter to "celebrate" and didn't come back. I suppose she spent the night."
"WITH POTTER?" Blaise said furiously.
"No, dimwit!" But Draco's heart did a little leap. Has she been with Potter? The whole night? No, she wouldn't do that. She stayed with Ginny… yeah, she stay with Ginny!
"Hey! Don't even start with me. We don't know anything for sure. So don't go all 'Malfoy' on me!" He took a second to calm down. "So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know. Talk to her?" Draco said looking around; he could feel eyes burning on the back of his head. Pansy was staring right at him giving him an evil look. "What do you want?" He shot at her.
"Nothing," She said sweetly.
"Oh I'm sure you want nothing, Parkinson. Get out of here," Blaise said, looking evilly at her.
"What? I was just innocently sitting here—"
"Staring at Draco as though you could kill him." Blaise said, interrupting her.
"I would never kill Drakey."
"Like hell you wouldn't. You are just furious because you don't have him. Get over it!" Blaise said, once again defending Draco.
"Thanks," Draco said quietly to Blaise.
"No problem," He said, shooting another look at Pansy, who was close to tears. "Now, go talk to your girlfriend. I bet she has a good reason."
"Thanks," He said getting up. He quickly patted Blaise's back and walked out, glaring at the crying Pansy, causing her to get up and run to her dormitory.
Hermione woke up feeling refreshed and energized. She decided she might as well get down to the library; a little more studying for her NEWTs wouldn't hurt. She decided she would go in a check on Draco. She headed towards the door but before she got there a familiar voice said, "So you're back finally." The cold, emptiness in the voice made Hermione shiver. She spun around and faced Draco, who was standing by the fire, looking a little more than pissed off.
"Sorry," Was all she could spit out, "I was just going to see you to talk to you."
"Where were you last night?" He asked as though he hadn't even heard what she was saying.
"I was celebrating with my friends. Other friends." She said quickly at the hurt look Draco gave her.
"What about me?"
"Well, honestly, I don't think a bunch of Gryffindors would want a Slytherin in their common room celebrating a Gryffindor win. As much as you won't admit it, I come from that house; I have friends in that house and am still a part of that house. This means that, if I want to, and I wanted to, I can celebrate a victory. It was nice to just have fun with a lot of people I haven't hung out with in forever."
"Was Weasley there?"
"Yes, why wouldn't he be?"
Draco was looking at his feet. "Did he try and do anything?"
"No! Ron and I are good now, don't try and change that!"
"I wasn't trying to change that!" He looked at her, brows furrowed, "I was trying to protect you! But obviously you don't want me to."
"Draco! I never said that! So what if Ron was there? He never has 'tried' anything before! I don't think he would now. He knows that I would hate him again, after all we've been through… he knows better. You have to trust Ron… and me."
"Yeah, well… when you stay out all night and don't tell me. I don't know what you are up too. It's a little scary. And a little hard to trust you."
"If you knew me better, you'd know that I would never do anything to hurt you."
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yes," Hermione's eyes filled with tears, an all to common emotion with Draco.
"Well I'm not," Draco said, turning around, hiding his own face as tears fell from his eyes too.
"Draco! Don't do this again! Why do you have to be so difficult?"
"Because Hermione, because. This whole year has been the weirdest year of my life. I love you and I have forgiven you for hurting me before but you know what I'm like with Potter now days. It's hard to watch as you run and hug him after he won yesterday and totally forget I exist. It's hard when you are in the same common room with him and Weasley," Draco said bitterly. "And I'm… I'm not there. But I trust you. I do. I don't trust them, that's all."
"Yeah, well, you should! Harry's done nothing wrong. That was me… and as for Ron, well yeah he is an idiot but he can't help that!" She smiled to herself. Ron was an idiot, there was no doubt about it but she loved him anyways. He had always made things better, even when he said and did the stupidest things.
"Okay. Okay! I will try and trust them, but believe me its hard. Especially after… well after what happened."
"I know. But look it. We're here, together, right now, and nothing has or will change that. Or no one." She added. She made her way closer to Draco, who was still standing by the fire. He sat down and Hermione sat down beside him. She kissed him on the cheek and laid down. "I'm still so tired."
"When did you get to sleep?" Then it hit him. Did you sleep with Potter? Like actually sleep in the same bed as him? He wanted to ask.
"Late. I'm not even sure," She said, smirking. "What?" She asked, noticing the thoughtful look on Draco's face.
"Uhh… I'm not trying to sound, well, I don't know… but… where… where did you sleep?" He asked, cautiously, eyeing her.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes! I want to know if you slept in the same bed as Potter or Weasley," He looked furious.
"No, I did not sleep in the same bed as 'Potter or Weasley.' I simply slept on one of the couches… withArry." She mumbled the last bit.
"What was that?" Draco said, giving her a look.
"Well, I slept on the couch, but Harry was a bit smashed and he sorta fell asleep on top of me."
"He what! That's it!"
"DRACO! It was nothing, he fell asleep. It was no biggie; everyone was on everyone. Practically no one slept in their beds that night," She said, hopefully.
"And that is supposed to make me feel better? He was rather close to you then eh? Sleeping on you eh?"
"Draco, calm down damn it! It's all good. Nothing happened. I slept there, woke up early, before anyone else and left. It was absolutely nothing. Harry and I are friends. Best friends, we're close… close enough to sleep on each other. No worries!"
"Fine! Fine! Fine!" Draco was now on his feet.
"Well I'm off to the library to study." She got up, kissed the stunned Draco and walked out of the room. Leaving the fuming Draco confused and unsure of what to do with himself.
"Damn Potter," He mumbled. He hadn't seen Hermione all day because of Potter and hadn't seen her at night because of Potter too. He gritted his teeth together and stormed into his room.
