Chapter five
Hermione went white. She dashed into her room without looking at anyone while Draco wasn't noticing and flopped onto her bed headfirst.
She was just thinking about him and that's what she got in return?
Hermione realized that what Ginny and Harry said in the store was total bullshit.
All they cared about were themselves and them getting married, they didn't care that they were lying. Ginny didn't care what Hermione felt, she just wanted her way out of the marriage.
Hermione felt like crying. She was crying into her pillow, in quiet sobs. She didn't feel like coming out the rest of the day.
SHe just felt like telling everyone that she was working on new skirt or she was trying on her outfits, or reading a book.
She didn't want anyone to know that she actually got her feelings hurt.
Oh, well, she would just have to forge about Malfoy. SHe wasn't up to a prince's standard's anyway, how could she ever think she was?
Except one person...
He might have been a prince but she was sure he wouldn't reject her...
And she had a lot of good times with him anyway.
Hermione took out a piece of parchment and wrote,
Dear Prince Ron,
I was wondering that if you weren't busy you would meet me for a spot of tea in the village square tomorrow. Its okay if you can't come.
Your friend,
Hermione.
She needed someone to cheer her up and he was just the right person.
Later on
"Hermione?" said a muffled voice from the doorway. "Hermione are you there?"
Hermione thought it sounded like a boy. Hopefully it was Harry. The tears were gone from her face and she looked perfectly normal again, so she started to open the door.
Hermione groaned.
Ugh, it was Prince Draco.
Hermione figured that if she was to close the door in his face it would show that she actually cared.
Although she did, she didn't want him to figure that out.
He didn't need to be more arrogant then he already was.
"Why were you in your room?" he said, curiously. He was being curiously nice to her.
"Um, I was sewing a skirt," she said stiffly.
"A skirt? You sew your own skirts?" he said.
"Yeah, I'm not rich like you," said Hermione. "What's wrong with that?"
"Geez, woman, I was just asking you a question, and you gotta jump down my throat!" he said, his eyes blazing.
"You didn't seem to mind when Princess Feridina was jumping down your throat," said Hermione, pleased with her comeback.
"Ok, whatever. You know I was trying to push her off, you saw me!" said Draco defensively.
"Yeah, whatever. She was raping you. Okay," said Hermione, sarcastically.
"Why am I explaining to you? I don't need to explain to anyone but my fiancee!" said Draco defensively still.
"You are gross," said Hermione disbelievingly. Although that would be calling Ginny gross too because she was cheating too.
"Oh my goodness, Hermione, I do not have any interest in that woman!" he said, angrily. He was losing his temper.
"She just came with the queen back home and the minute the queen left the room she ambushed me," he said, as if that was the end of the conversation.
Hermione couldn't help believing him. He was right, because that was the kind of reputation Feridina had.
Hermione sighed. "Okay, lets just go down to eat, I'm kinda hungry," said Hermione dejectedly.
Draco frowned at the tone of her voice. He should be the one stressed out, not her, he was the prince.
"Gosh, you guys take forever!" said Harry, mockingly.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
Ginny was staring lovingly at the raven haired boy although her fiancee didn't notice.
"So when's the wedding date?" said Harry, his eyes going from Draco to Ginny.
Ginny shot Harry and significant look and he grinned. "Next summer, I suppose," said Ginny.
"Oh, that's great. I'll be one of Ginny's bridesmaids of course," said Hermione, matter of factly.
"Yeah, and I was thinking of inviting Princess Gina of Ravenclaw, too," said Ginny, thoughtully. We were always on good terms.
"No way!" said Draco. "That's Feridina's twin!"
"Yeah, so? They are completely different people. You can tell the difference anyway, Gina has tanner skin and straighter hair," concluded Ginny.
"Ok, whatever. Anyone's better than Pansy," said Draco.
"Ha. I would never invite her," said Ginny.
"Do you believe what she did to me one day? I was just getting a coffee from the village square and she practically followed me all the way back to the Slytherin castle. It was horror, I thought the only way I would chase her off was with one of those fire breathing Dragons. It's too bad I didn't have one," he added thoughtfully.
Hermione laughed. Draco's eyes glittered behind his cup as he was taking a sip of his drink. He liked making Hermione laugh. It was usually so hard to.
The Queen stared at the King. They were home already and they were watching them have dinner. Of course they didn't know that.
Molly turned to Arthur.
"I know who Ginny is really in love with," said Molly despairingly. "She's falling for the baker's son."
"I know," said Arthur. "What are we going to do?"
"We just wait. She's an adult, she can find her way out of this," said Molly reasonably.
Molly saw how Draco's eyes glittered when he made Hermione laugh. Molly smiled.
"The prince has fell for the village girl," she stated to her husband.
"Wow, that's a new one. I didn't think he was one of those types," said Arthur thoughtfully.
"Me neither," agreed Molly. "Me neither."
At midnight...
Hermione stared at the night sky. That was her best way to spend midnight. Just to stare at the moon. And the stars.
Hermione took out her guitar.
She started singing another song she heard from the village square when she was a little girl.
SHe was very skilled at the guitar.
She started singing softly.
I wanted to be like you,
I wanted everything,
so I tried to,
to be like you,
and I got swept away,
I didn't know that,
it was so cold and
you needed someone to show you the way,
so I took your hand and
we figured out that
when the time comes
I'd take you away,
if you want to,
I can save you,
I can take you away from here,
so lonely inside,
so busy out there,
and all you wanted was somebody who cares,
I'm sinking slowly,
so hurry hold me,
your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on,
so please can you tell me,
so I can finally see,
where you go when your gone
if you want to,
I can save you,
I can take you away from here,
so lonely inside,
so busy out there,
and all you wanted was somebody who cares,
all you wanted was somebody who cares,
if you need me,
you know I'll be there,
oh yeah
if you want to,
I can save you,
I can take you away from here,
so lonely inside,
so busy out there,
and all you wanted was somebody who cares,
if you want to,
I can save you,
I can take you away from here,
so lonely inside,
so busy out there,
and all you wanted was somebody who cares,
so please can you tell me, so I can finally see,
where you go when your gone,
sang Hermione, stroking the guitar after her last note.
A deep voice errupted from behind the roses.
"I don't go anywhere, If that's what your thinking," said the voice slyly.
Hermione spotted a head of pale blond hair sitting on the other side of the fountain.
"What are you doing here?" said Hermione hysterically.
She was very embarrassed of her voice, and more embarrassed that he figured out who the song was directed to.
"Um, looking at the moon, same as you are doing," he said in his usual bored voice.
"But - but you heard me sing?" said Hermione, a little scared of the answer.
"Yea, and I have to say, I'm deeply touched you are singing about me," he said arrogantly.
"Who said I was singing about you?" said Hermione haughtily. "It's just a song, you dim wit."
"Yeah, whatever," he said disbelievingly. "You have a nice voice anyway," he added.
"I do?" said Hermione faintly. She always thought her voice was horrible.
"Yes, its really good, don't make me praise you twice, Granger," he said, in an annoyed voice.
Hermione laughed.
"we better head up to the house before they start getting ideas," said Hermione, vanishing her guitar with a swish of her wand.
"What if we want them to?" he whispered, getting dangerously closer.
"Um, your fiancee will be mad," said Hermione, stating the obvious.
"Oh, Granger, you ruin the fun out of everything," he said, a little annoyed, a little amused.
They walked up to the castle doors, the moonlight glittering behind them.
Draco got to the castle doors first.
"After you, m'lady," said Draco, in a princely voice.
"Why thank you. My, my, you do have nice manners," said Hermione, playing along.
Ginny was up and sitting on the couch, her hair frizzly, probably from being mad, with a tear stained face.
(A/n so how do you like this chapter? Its not the best, it might be a little boring..but better parts will come! Review!)