Chapter 16: Beds are Burning

A/N: Okay okay, I'm being slow about writing the rest of this. I want to finish it good though. And I'm already a couple chapters ahead (writing chapter 18 as we speak) Butttttt... I need to change some things in chapter 17 so hold your horses. I'll post it ASAP. Thanks again for the reviews everyone! Laterdays. (DONT FORGET TO REVIEW, PLEASE & THANK YOU!)


"Hermione!" Ginny's familiar voice called out. Hermione was sitting alone at a table studying a book called "Dangerous Magical Plants." She looked up and smiled, happy to see her friend.

"Hey Ginny," She called out.

"What are doing down here? Where's Draco?" She asked.

"Oh, well, in our room still I guess," She dropped the book accidentally.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Ginny asked, in that 'I already know' voice.

"Nothing, its okay," She said, hoping Ginny would just drop it.

"Sure, nothing eh? Is that what you call it?" She smirked and Hermione couldn't help but smirk back.

"Fine! Draco and I argued. It was nothing really… we're okay," Hermione sighed. I think.

"What about?" Ginny furrowed her brow.

"Last night," She looked at Ginny, "I didn't come back and he was worried and I told him I slept in the common room on the couch with Harry. I was being honest!" She said as she saw Ginny's mouth drop.

"You should have just lied! It wouldn't have done any harm! But telling him you slept with Harry! That's BRILLIANT HERMIONE!" Ginny received a glare from the librarian. "Oops," She blushed.

"Well, I wanted to be honest! I thought he wouldn't care. But he got furious and went on and on and I tried to explain myself but he didn't seem to care much for listening to what I had to say. But by the end of the argument we were okay. Trust me! I know when he's going to be mad for days and he wasn't in one of those moods."

"Alright. Well as long as you're going to be okay," Ginny said, eyeing her.

"I will be fine! I am fine!" Hermione said. "Now let me get back to my studies."

"Kay, see you at dinner?"

"I might even be there at lunch," Hermione said and smiled at Ginny, who began to walk away.


Draco was still up in his room, reading, like Hermione. He wasn't really concentrating on the words though. He was thinking if he should go pay Potter another visit. Maybe this time put him in line and let him know that Hermione belongs to him and no one else. But he decided that that would just push Hermione closer to Potter. He needed to do something, but he couldn't decide what. What could he do to vent his anger? To not hurt Hermione but keep him satisfied. It was as though a light bulb went off in his head; I have to find Hermione, he though and smirked to himself.

He got up and headed for the library, praying she would be there. He was walking fast and got some glares from people as he strode by, bumping into a few of them.

Hermione was still in the library, in the same spot, reading the same book. She looked so peaceful. Draco snuck up behind her and kissed her neck. Hermione let a little squeal of fright and turned around quickly. Seeing it was Draco she started to laugh, nervously. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up off of her chair. He took her behind a bookcase, where no one could see them and kissed her.

"Draco… what… are you… doing?" She said, in between snogging him.

"What?" He asked innocently and kissed her collarbone, causing her to moan.

"Okay. No, this is not happening. Not in the library!" She tried pushing him away but he wouldn't budge. "Draco!" She said, in a loud whisper, not wanting to cause attention to where she was. "Stop it!" She said, still trying to push him away. But he was undoing her robes, and unbuttoning her shirt. She gave him a good shove and he snapped back to reality. "What… do you think you are doing?" She said, ticked off.

"Um," He paused and wiped his mouth, "I don't know." He sighed. "Sorry," He said softly, moving closer to Hermione.

"Apology accepted," She smirked as he bent down and kissed her with infatuation.

They were really going at it when Hermione heard, "Oi! Get off it," Both Draco and Hermione looked up to see Ron and Harry watching them from the end of the aisle. Harry was just standing there, looking dumbfounded; while Ron had his eyes covered with his arm.

"Guys! Ugh, go away!" Hermione said, disappointedly. Draco smirked.

"What's that look, Potter? Do I sense a bit of resentment towards me? A little jealousy perhaps?" Draco said, not thinking about Hermione for the moment.

"Draco!" Hermione said, looking at him shocked. Draco shot her a look and she shut up.

"No, Malfoy. I would never resent you."

"No, you probably wouldn't. Not with that huge head you carry around. But you're not denying the jealousy part. Perhaps you wished you were me for that moment eh? Yeah, I think I'm right this time." He smirked, viciously.

"Bugger off, Malfoy. And next time, Hermione, get a bloody room," Ron said, looking disgusted.

Hermione's face flushed and she ran out of the library quickly.

"Oh, Weasel, you should not have done that," Draco said, moving forward.

"Malfoy, I don't think you want to take us on. I mean there are only one of you… and two of us."

"I could easily break both of you," He said, harshly. He was extremely close to Ron, towering over him by a couple of inches. Harry stepped in, blocking Ron. Harry and Draco were evenly matched in height and built. "This isn't about you this time, Potter!"

"It is now. If you're going to try and hurt Ron—"

"He insulted Hermione! I thought her best friends would be better to her than that! But obviously not. I do not know what she sees in you two. You two aren't good enough for her."

"And you are?" Ron said

"Well at least I treat her with respect and dignity."

"Oh yes, snogging in the middle of the library, where anyone can see you two going at is, is showing Hermione respect," Ron looked smug and angry.

"She wasn't telling me to stop," Draco said, once again smirking.

"Well, you weren't giving her the chance," Harry said.

"Oh shut up Potter, like you know anything," Draco glared at him, "Now I have to go find Hermione and let her know that, even if her friends don't care about her, I do." He walked out proudly.


Hermione was in her room when Draco walked in the common room. "Hermione?" She heard him call out. She knew he was going to find her.

"In here," She responded automatically.

"Hey," He said as he opened the door, "Sorry about what happened down there… I didn't mean for anyone to spot us."

Hermione didn't know where it was coming from but the words were out of her mouth before she could stop them, "WHAT THE HELL DRACO? IT'S THE GOD DAMN LIBRARY? I AM NOT SOME WHORE WHO'LL JUST… JUST… DO THAT OUT IN THE OPEN!" She breathed in, but didn't breathe out.

Draco just stood there, a little shocked, "Well, you didn't stop me at first! It's not my problem… you were a… a willing contestant," He smirked, "Oh come on Hermione! Like I said, no one was supposed to see us. I didn't think anyone would go back there, no one usually does… But, oh no, Potter and Weasel have some sort of tracking device on you!"

"Oh shush up, Draco. You are so obviously jealous and I'm sick of it. I obviously do not like Harry or Ron if I am going out with you. If you would just get that threw your thick skull!"

"Shush up? I'm trying to apologize here!"

"You are jealous, aren't you? You just won't admit it," Hermione smirked. She sort of liked that fact.

"Sure," He said sarcastically, "I'm jealous of that beast, with his 'orphan' sorrow story, those ruddy glasses and that horrid scar! So very jealous, Hermione. Get off of it! I would never be jealous of him! Just because all of the wizarding world worship him does not make me jealous, alright?"

Hermione didn't respond, she stood their with her arms crossed and a smile on her face.

"What?" Draco asked innocently.

"You look hot when you lie," She said, still smiling.

"Why thank you," Draco said as he slowly moved closer to her

"Oh, you… are very welcome," She went up on her toes and kissed him.

"You… really… know… how… to get to me, don't you?"

"Sure do," She said and kissed him again as she began taking off his robes. She stood back, admiring the masterpiece in front of her. She noticed the bruises that still hadn't faded from the match yesterday when he fell off of his broom. She looked at him, frowning and went over and touched the bruises softly, she felt Draco tense. "Ouch," She said as she bent over and kissed the bruises, meanwhile undoing his pants.