Hermione's Saturday was quite long, yet very dull and distressing, she remained in her plaid pyjamas and cried into tissues as she read the emails from Draco, and she laughed at herself for crying over him, a Malfoy.
But she had grown so fond of him over the past months, and now that she refused him because she was scared and confused, he went to find himself another girl for the casual sex he admitted to having with random girls.
At 4:35pm that day, she sat on the bed fiddling with her nightdress, her cheeks blotchy from crying, which she had now stopped, her nose was blocked and no oxygen would get through or escape.
A knock then went heard on her door, she looked at it, all red eyed. She refused to say anything or open the door, a knock was heard again, "Hermione" she heard Draco's voice say through the door.
Her eyes widened as she climbed off her bed and rubbed her eyes and throwing the damp tissues into the small bin in the corner.
The door then suddenly opened and Hermione covered her face with her nightdress, "Hermione, what are you doing?" he asked her, he stood there staring at her, his hand resting on the door knob, as he wore dark navy jeans and a black t-shirt.
"Nothing… please go" she begged still covering her face, he walked over quietly and pulled the nightdress down, he saw the tear lines down her face, and her eyes still red.
"Have you been crying?" he asked her, already knowing the truth though, she shook her head, "No" she lied, he smirked as he said, "Yes you have, it's blatantly obvious Granger".
She looked away from him and stared at the floor, "Why have you been crying?" he asked, "Why do you care?" she asked a little angrily, remembering the girl he had yesterday, and now he was pretending to care for Hermione.
"I care… I don't know why but I care, now tell me, please" he asked, "No, just go find yourself another random girl to have pitiless sex with!" she snapped pushing past him and sitting on her bed, he rolled his eyes and turned to face her.
"If this is about yesterday I can explain" he told her, "What's to explain Draco? I'm glad it happened because I was about to go and make a complete fool of myself!" she shouted.
He looked at her confusedly, "How?" he asked. "When you saw me yesterday, I was coming to tell you that I did like you, and I did want to be with you, yes Draco, I wanted to be with you, did that boost your ego even more? Hermione Granger wanted Draco Malfoy!" she shouted.
"Really?" he asked her quite staggered, she rolled her eyes, "Yes! I'm crying because I blew my chance with you, are you happy Draco? These tears were for you, and myself of course! And when I tried to tell you how I felt, you brought her in here and did that!" she cringed.
He smiled at her comment; she arched her eyebrows, "Does my misery make you smile?" she asked him, he shook his head at her, "I didn't sleep with that girl, if that's what you meant" he then told her.
Hermione stared at him in wonder, was he being truthful with her? "Yes you did" she said quietly, he shook his head slowly, "No Hermione, I couldn't bring myself to actually do it" he sighed.
Hermione wanted to smile but remained looking serious, "Why?" she asked him. He looked away from her as he stared down at the floor, "Well, it didn't feel right… once you left, she sat on my bed all giddy and up for it and… I just looked at her and, I couldn't go through with it" he answered.
"But why? You always have careless sex" she pointed out, "Did you want me to do it or something Hermione?" he asked quite annoyed with her questioning, he stared at her waiting for her reply, "Obviously not Draco! I thought you had and that is why I've been crying!" she replied in a yell.
"I didn't have sex with her so just end this now!" he demanded, she narrowed her eyes at him, "Why? Why are being so sensitive with this subject?" she asked, he rolled his eyes and looked away from her, "Why don't you for once just tell me what's going through that head of yours?" she asked quite annoyed.
"Oh fine Granger, you win this one!" he shouted, he turned his head to her as he began to explain.
"When you rejected me I was quite pissed off, clearly. You kept denying yourself to my face, even when I decided to block out the past and focus on right now, that exact minute, but you couldn't even do that could you? You had to be stubborn!"
He continued.