Don't Mess With My Girl

A/N: So sorry for not updating, Things have been really crazy with my friends. My best friend just broke up with her bf and all my spare time has been spent helping her with that. I'll try and update quicker.

Disclaimer: See previous chapters

Draco glared at the man behind the counter, who was innocently continuing his work, while sneaking glances at Hermione. Couldn't he see she was his! He was just about ready to complain to the manager. He took Hermione's free hand and looked over at the man. He was frowning at them now and Draco was happy about this. As he licked his ice cream he entwined his fingers with Hermione. His mind had wandered from this man to his father. Would he hurt Hermione? Her step-father was a death eater after all. Why would he marry Hermione's mother anyway? She was a muggle! Why is that guy walking over here!

The man working behind the counter, Ian, his name tag said, was walking over to them, looking at Hermione. Hermione in turn, glanced up at him and waited for him to approach. He was slightly shaky as he handed her a piece of paper.

"You dropped this," he said simply, making sure his hand brushed hers as she took the paper. Draco noticed this all too well. "You look familiar, have I seen you before?" Hermione thought hard for a moment. She had been wondering the same thing just a moment ago, and then it struck her.

"Yeah, my dad worked with yours," she said more to herself than him. His expression sobered.

"Oh, right, I'm sorry." He bowed his head to her in an attempt at an apology. She smiled back at him in reassurance.

"Don't worry about it; it's not your fault." He smiled back at her goofily. Draco was getting more and more angry by the second. Had they not even noticed he was there? He was about ready to stand up and correct the situation when Hermione turned to him and said casually, "This is my boyfriend Draco." Draco smirked at Ian as he watched his face fall. 'Finally' Draco thought.

"Uh, well, nice to meet you Draco," he stammered while giving Draco his hand to shake. They both dug their nails into the others hand before they let go. Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at their childish behaviour, even though it was oddly flattering.

"Likewise," he replied simply. He wasn't planning on saying more than he had to. This guy made him feel uncomfortable. Hermione took Draco's hand and entwined her fingers through it just to show everyone who she was with. She didn't like to see Draco upset. This caused Draco to smirk. See that, she's mine, not yours so give it up! He thought to himself.

"Well, I'll see you later I guess," he gave Hermione a smile before turning around to return to his counter. Draco had been glaring at his back the whole time and Hermione couldn't help giggling. She only managed to stop when he turned his glare to her. Shaking her head, she stood up and ushered for him to follow. Hermione didn't want to sit inside all day when it was so nice out. The breeze was light and warm, and the sun was out. This wasn't going to last long seeing as it was coming to the end of summer. Draco wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist as they walked on. She noticed how his brow was furrowed in concentration and he was looking off at nothing.

"Something wrong?" she inquired softly. She knew that look meant something was on his mind.

"Hm? Oh, well, there is something we need to discuss but I don't know how to tell you. I mean, it isn't my fault and there's nothing I can do about it but you aren't going to like it." Her face paled. She knew that with his family he could be referring to anything and it generally wasn't good with them.

"Just tell me, if it's not you're fault then I won't get mad or anything, at least, not at you." He looked at her thoughtfully. He knew he was lucky to have her, unfortunately, his father could ruin everything.

"Well, you see, my father is going to want me to get the dark mark as soon as possible now. I was supposed to get it awhile ago but then he was sent to Azkaban. The same will probably happen to Blaise. Maybe even you since he's your step-father now." Hermione bit her lip in concentration.

"No wonder he wanted to marry her," she said to herself. Draco looked at her in shock. She wasn't even freaking out? In fact, she's calmly uttering nonsense. What's she on about?

"Hermione, what are you talking about?" He stopped her and pulled her to him so she was facing him.

"We need to get back to our rooms; I need to talk to Ginny. I can't tell you what's going on right now but I will, I promise, I just need to get a few things sorted out first." With that she grabbed his hand and started running back to the Leaky Cauldron. People passing them had to step out of their way as they were in too much of a hurry to watch where they were going. They were panting like mad when they reached their room again. Ginny ran over to them, concern written all over her face especially at the words Hermione said next.

"Voldemort knows about the Order." Ginny's face became even paler at this revelation.

"How do you know?" She wasn't necessarily willing to believe this so readily.

"Think about it, why else would a death eater marry my mother, he knows I'm in the Order, he wants to make me get the dark mark so he can control me and get information from the Order." She was almost shaking Ginny now. The guys were looking at each other in shear confusion.

"What's the Order?" Blaise asked. The look of confusion and worry on his face was priceless.

"Never mind that, we need to talk to Dumbledore now." Ginny said while grabbing a piece of parchment and quill. Luckily, Rory was still there waiting for a reply to be sent. Ginny's hand flew over the parchment. Hermione thought it would be a wonder if Dumbledore could even read the letter in Ginny's hurried writing but it would have to do. While Ginny tied the letter to Rory Hermione opened the window wide enough for the bird to fly through. The moment it was off the two girls collapsed side by side on the bed. "We need to wait here until we get an answer. They could come at any minute though." Ginny's voice faltered as she spoke.

"We're all sleeping here tonight, in the same room," Blaise stated confidently. "Ginny and I will sleep in that bed." Blaise pointed to the one closest to the window. That left Hermione and Draco with the one closest to the door. The girls stood, their expressions tired.

"Ok, we're going to put our pyjamas on, we'll be back soon." Draco and Blaise watched them leave worriedly. Silently, they changed into their own pyjamas and made their way to their separate beds. Subconsciously they watched the door for the girls return, growing more and more anxious with each passing second. An audible sigh of relief was heard from both of them when the door opened and the girls walked in the room wearing their pyjamas. Hermione curled up next to Draco in their bed. She had no choice though since he had pulled her to him so tight she almost couldn't breathe. She didn't mind though, it made her feel safe, which allowed her to fall asleep relatively quickly.

Hermione woke up at 2:00 in the morning when she felt a pressure on her shoulders, hands, shaking her. She almost jumped out of her skin until she saw it was Tonks.

"Get everyone up and meet me in the lobby, I'm here to take you back to Hogwarts," she instructed before exiting the room immediately after. Hermione jumped up anxiously, waking up Draco as she did.

"What the bloody…Hermione? What's wrong?" He was quickly up beside her, his voice full of concern.

"Get dressed; someone's here to take us back to Hogwarts." She didn't give him time to answer before she was at Ginny's bedside, shaking her awake. Ginny wasn't one to wake up slowly. She sat straight up, almost knocking Hermione over.

"Hermione, what's going on?" Her eyes were wide with shock.

"Tonks is here to take us back to Hogwarts."