"Huh?" Harry sat up from bed. He was screaming. In his dream, Sora had come up with a dagger, and was ready to strike him. "Oh, yeah."
"Good, because I've got really bad news for you mate." Dean Thomas said, shaking his head.
"What?" Harry asked. Dean had this scared face.
"Draco Malfoy, Malfoy, an-and Her-Hermione are...are..." Dean Thomas stuttered.
"WHAT!"
"Yeah, pretty bad huh? I mean last night, the sphere dropped and Malfoy kissed her. I mean, when did he start liking her?"
Harry bolted out of bed. In the common room, he saw Ginny.
"Hey Harry, did you hear? Hermione-"
"YES! I HEARD, AND WHY ARE YOU SMILING ABOUT IT?"
"God, Harry calm down. It's not like he forced her to. He did some really neat convincing. Heck, if he made that speech to you, you would have said yes. It was so sweet. Gosh, Hermione's so lucky."
"What-What did he exactly say?"
"That he loved her, and that he's human, and makes mistakes. He said that the biggest mistake he made in his life was going against her. He said that he wants to change, and start by making Hermione the happiest girl in the world." Ginny said, proudly. She looked at Harry. "And, you know what she did?"
"What?" He said weakly.
"She looked at you. She saw you with Sora, and you should have seen her face. She said yes."
Harry lost his balance. He fell into a chair.
Ginny looked at him. "So if your going to get angry, get angry at yourself." She smiled. "Don't I make you feel so much better?"
Harry Grumbled, and began to go to the Hall for breakfast. He was stopped by a disturbing scene. Hermione was putting on Malfoy's tie. Without thinking, Harry, yelled, "Hermione!"
Hermione and Malfoy froze. Malfoy had an angry look on his face. "YES PO-"
"Draco!" Hermione quieted Malfoy. "Draco sweetie, I'll take care of this, you go eat first." Giving Harry a look, Malfoy went into the Great Hall.
"What do you want Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Oho, first, you decide to go out with that bastard, and now, your acting just like him? See what he did to you?"
"Harry..."
"How dare you? How could you go out with that enemy? He may have changed but it can't make up for what he's done to you!"
"Harry..."
"Do you know how many times he's called you mudblood? How many times he's hurt you? Damn it, Hermione, he's even jinxed you..."
"Shut up, Harry! It's not like you were any better to me. You know about our relationship, and to tell you the truth, all of the end of 6th year, I got ready to say, "Yes Harry, I'll go out with you" every time you approached me. But you never asked me! And, at the dance, when Draco asked me, I looked at you, and what were you doing? Dancing with SORA. Now, for once, let me do what I want and don't be so controlling like Ron!" With that, Hermione walked away from Harry.
During DADA class...
Harry couldn't stop glaring at Malfoy and Hermione. He had never felt so betrayed and hurt like this. He couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up.
"Malfoy, you bastard! How dare you!"
"Harry, mate, calm down." Ron said, tugging at Harry's robes.
"No!" He looked at Malfoy. "You just HAVE to have everything your way, huh?"
"Harry- you're like that too!"
"What? Did Malfoy brainwash you or something?"
"Harry, he did not. and now, I'm having a feeling that YOU DID! You actually made me believe that you were a nice person with some kind of decent heart. Now, you're acting selfish and childish. This is your fault Harry. You did this." Hermione said.
"Yes, Harry. I did also ask you if you want to stop being enemies. If you want to do it now, it's too late." Malfoy said, glaring at Harry.
"Okay. Harry, Draco, outside." Sora jumped in. Giving a piercing look that made everyone shiver, she screamed, "NOW!"
Muttering, Draco obediently walked outside. However, Harry took a while to realize that she was serious.
"At first, I thought you guys were friends. And then, in about five seconds, I learned that you guys hated eachother. But this had gone too far. You keep your own little feud between yourselves because it's getting onto Hermione as well. This morning, right before class, I caught her crying herself out. You guys know what you guys do to her? She's MISERABLE. What kind of friend- or boyfriend- are you guys?"
"Good ones."
"BAD ONES! I'M DEAD SERIOUS. GET OUT. I CAN NOT TOLERATE THIS BEHAVIOR IN MY CLASSROOM. COME BACK IN WHEN YOU FEEL YOU'VE GROWN UP." Turning around swiftly, she shut the door fiercely behind her, locking themselves out of the class. She was serious.
Dazed, they left the school building.
After a few moments of silence, Harry muttered, "Unbelievable."
"Tell me about it. Sora's hot when she's mad."
"Oh, my god, I DON'T BELIEVE THIS." Harry bellowed. "I was right. Now, I see how stupid I looked, getting in trouble with you!" He pinned Malfoy onto the tree. "If you ever hurt Hermione, I will seriously kill you."
"Oh really?"
"Yes."
"Well, I'm sorry to dissappoint you, sir, but I'm afraid that'll never happen."
"I don't think so, Malfoy."
"Well, I do. And I know because I wasn't scared to tell Hermione that I liked her. I'm sorry if you were, but I think that got in between you two. I can only thank you for that. Well, anyway, I'm off now. I've learned my lesson. Good day." Draco said.
He never went into the castle.
11:00 P.M
Sora put down her book and yawned.
'Damn, 11:00 P.M, no wonder my eyes are killing me.' she thought. She looked out at the windy winter night. Somewhere in the darkness, she saw a flash.
'What the...' she grabbed her coat and ran outside.
'Somewhere here...'
"Can I go in now?" She heard a raspy, scared voice. She turned around.
"I think I've punished myself enough for making that comment to Harry." Draco said.
"Oh, about him being too late. Draco, you didn't have to stay out here just because you said that." Sora said.
"No, something else." He shivered. Thinking of how he said that Sora was hot when she was mad, he mentally slapped himself. Sometimes, his sarcastic humor got to him.
Sora put her hand on his cheek. Freezing. "Oh my gosh, you'll freeze to death out here." she took off her beanie and put it on his head. There, that's better. Hurry up, I should get you to Madam Pomfrey to get you checked. This is all my fault."
"No, it was mine. I've been a retard."
Sora looked at him. "It's okay. I understand. Sometimes when you really like someone... well, you never want to let them go. You should understand that in Harry, okay?"
Draco looked at Sora. "Yes."
"Hm... Where ISHarry?" she sked.
"Went back inside. Don't worry, I made him run back inside. It's not his fault."
Sora looked at Draco in amazement.
"You know, from what people say about you, you really have changed."
Draco smirked, "No, just my father died."
Sora stopped.
"What? Is something wrong?"
She hesitated. "No. Let's keep going, inside, we have the heater going."
As they walked, Draco asked, "So, I heard you had a thing with Harry last night."
"What?"
"You guys were dancing, aren't I correct?"
"Sure."
"So..." Draco asked.
"So what? I danced with plenty of guys last night. That's what a banquet's for, right?"
This time, Draco stopped. "So, it was just a dance?"
"Of course! Why, did something happen?"
"Yes...Didn't you know? When I asked Hermione out, she looked at Harry and saw him dancing with you, so she said yes." Draco said, sadly, because if he wasn't so lucky, he wouldn't be with Hermione.
"Oh, gosh." Sora said, and dropped to her knees.
"It really is my fault."
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Blah blah blah. I'm tired. More tomorrow. Now, I need to worry about my math homework.