Secrets
Chapter Four: Ouch!
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I couldn't believe I did what I did. A mudblood for Christ's sake! A smart, sexy, beautiful mudblood who had the touch of an angel…
My thoughts wouldn't stay off of Hermione, and I went through class after class not paying attention to anything. I looked forward to our detention every night, which I didn't call detention anymore; I called it a date. I loved being with her every night, and we didn't do anything but talk and kiss occasionally. I wanted to tell the world about these feelings inside… but I couldn't…
So, here I was, walking down a corridor to Transfiguration when I bumped into someone, sending both of us to the ground. When my senses finally regrouped, I saw Hermione looking down at me, smiling wittily.
"Watch it, Malfoy…" She said, reaching out to take my hand.
I took it, letting only a little of my weight depend on her. I smirked up at her. "Or what? You'll go and-" But I was shocked when she cut me off with a kiss. That was so unlike Granger…
Hermione pushed me into the wall, dipping her tongue into my mouth, wrapping her hands around my neck. I put my hands on her waist, kissing back. Suddenly, we heard footsteps coming down the corridor, growing louder as the people grew nearer. Hermione shoved me into an empty classroom, shutting the door quietly. I peeked out of the dirtied window as I saw Hermione empty out her book bag and scramble around picking her belongings up.
Nice cover, Granger…
She stood up. "Oh, hey, Harry!" She said, running up to Potter and giving him a kiss on the lips. Jealousy pumped through me… Hermione smiled sweetly at Potter and Weasley as they all began helping her pick her things up.
"Hermione, do you wanna come down to the library with us? Ron and I don't get our History assignment…"
"Of course, Harry… But on one condition!"
All of their voices faded as they walked down the hallway together. Now I was getting confused… but my confusion turned to jealous rage. How could she just walk off like that? How could she just ditch me? And for Potter! Oh, my insides were squirming with anger… I needed to hit something really bad…
I then realized that I was still standing in the empty classroom and exited quickly, eager to find Blaise; I was going to tell him everything.
XxX
"You're dating the mudblood?" Blaise roared, looking at me as it I was a striped elephant.
"Don't call her that!" I heard myself say before I could stop it.
Blaise looked at me in confusion, but then closed his eyes and shook his head. "Draco, fine. If that's really what you wanna do, fine. But don't come crying to me whenever all the Slytherins find out and hate you. Your reputation will be ruined!"
"Ah, but that won't happen, Blaise! See, I know how to play it, this game. And so far I'm winning. You should've seen the way she tackled me in the hallway today, man… she's really falling for me…"
"But you didn't come here to tell me that, did you?" Blaise asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nah… it's just… she's going out with Potter, and well… I'm…"
"Jealous?"
"Yeah." I explained what happened in the corridor and how Hermione had run off with Weasley and Potter.
"Well, what did you expect her to do?" Blaise asked. I hadn't thought of that…
"I dunno."
Blaise sighed. "You're hopeless. You need some girl advice; you both said yall could date other people, right?"
"Right…"
"And she has a boyfriend, right?"
"Right…"
"Did you expect her to just tell Potter that she needed to stay in the hallway? Potter would get suspicious! You aren't suppost to get anyone suspicious! She was doing the right thing, you know."
"I never thought of that…" I said, the guilt dancing in my mind laughing at me for jumping to conclusions.
"I'm not sure if you're ready for a full-commitment girlfriend, Draco… you're so… inexperienced…"
"That's not my fault!"
"Actually, it is," Blaise said, sitting back in a forest green armchair and looking at me. The fire in the fireplace lit up the Slytherin common room, sending dancing shadows sprawling everywhere. "Every time a girl is interested in you, you shag her and throw her away like a used towel. It's not like anyone's making you do it. You never give anything a chance. All you do is lead them on."
I shoved my face in my hands, letting out a frustrated sigh. "Well, what do I do?"
"Figure it out yourself, I'm not your maid."
I let out a sigh and walked out of the common room after muttering goodbye to Blaise.
XxX
The Easter Dance at Hogwarts was next Friday and I didn't have a date. Hermione was going with Potter, and no other Slytherin female is interested in the likes of me, seeing as my reputation was popular. What was I going to do? What would all of the Slytherins who look up to me say?
I strode down the corridor to the detention with Hermione. Our 'detentions' together were going to last all year, now. I continued telling Snape stuff like 'She kept on snapping at me,' and 'Granger wouldn't do anything I asked because she was reading.' I hated lying to my favorite professor, especially about Hermione, but it was all in the name of Granger and I. I pulled open the door to find Hermione lying on her stomach on top of a table reading. Out of common male instinct, my eyes wandered down to her chest, which was lying exposed from her drooping blouse.
"Draco? Hello? I'm up here." She said, shutting her book and standing up.
"Wha? Oh, sorry…" I said… blushing?
"Whatever." She said, walking over to me. "So, what will I be forced to do in this detention tonight?"
"Well… Anything new happen?" I said, sitting down on top of a table.
"When I pushed out into that classroom and went with Harry… there was nothing I could do! I'm sorry I just-"
"Hermione it's okay. I got some advice from a friend-"
"YOU TOLD SOMEONE?"
"A very trustworthy friend!" I said.
"How do you know he's trustworthy?" She snapped, looking me square in the eyes, her eyes suddenly looking very cold.
"Because I've known him for almost all of my life!"
"A fellow Slytherin, I presume?"
"Yes, actually!"
"SLYTHRINS CAN NEVER BE TRUSTED!" She yelled before turning her back to me.
"Then why date me?" I asked just loud enough so she could hear.
This caught her by surprise. Hermione didn't say anything at first, but then turned around to face me.
"Because you're different, Draco." She said, taking a step closer towards me, the usual softness in her eyes returning. "I trust you. I trusted you. Whom, may I ask, did you spill our secret to?"
"Blaise Zambini…"
"BLAISE FRIGGIN' ZAMBINI?" Hermione roared, throwing her hands up, her eyes now freezing over again.
"YEAH, BLAISE FRIGGIN' ZAMBINI!" I bellowed back, yelling into her face. I saw tears forming in her eyes, streaming down her rosy cheeks.
"Oh, Hermione…" I said, taking her into my arms. Hermione pushed me away, though, taking a few steps back.
"I can't trust you anymore, Draco." Hermione said, gathering her things and heading towards the door.
"Hermione-" I said, blocking the doorway.
"No, Draco, move now!" She said. I saw her reaching for her wand.
"Just listen to me-" But a fist slamming into my cheek interrupted my words.
"Goodnight, Malfoy."
