Enemy, Friend, or Lover
..Trust is Everything..
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Hermione woke up to a loud booming noise. Hermione scrambled out of bed and looked around the room. Draco was gone and there was another loud booming noise. Hermione snatched a pair of jeans out of the closet and panicky put them on.
As she ran down the stairs to the main room, she tied her hair up to get it out of her face.
"Good morning, dear," Mrs. Malfoy said from the couch. In Draco's big hands was a small round ball. He was staring at it hard and again it popped. Draco jumped but kept on staring at the ball.
"It says I'm going to lie," Draco said, frowning. "Surly this thing is wrong."
"It shouldn't be," Mrs. Malfoy said.
Then it finally hit Hermione. It was Christmas morning! But where was Mr. Malfoy? Who knows with that man.
"Oh, hey, Hermione!" Draco said, a smile on his face. He was just like a little kid on Christmas. He was happy and very cheerful.
Something yelped and Draco looked over to a box. The box tipped over and then came another yelp. Draco scrambled to the box and untied the red ribbon.
Draco reached in and lifted out a very tiny golden retriever. He stood up with the tiny pup in his hands. It was about five weeks old and only about twelve inches tall. As Draco bought the pup over to Hermione, it yelped. Its little tail was wagging and the little pup let out another howl.
Draco gave the little dog to Hermione and smiling he said, "Marry Christmas, Hermione." Hermione was so happy that she didn't even notice Mrs. Malfoy leave with a huge smile on her lips.
"Oh my!" Hermione gasped as she held the tinny pup. "She is so cute!" Hermione said as she nuzzled her neck.
"What's her name?" Hermione asked.
"It's up to you to decide."
"May I decide later? I want to get to know her first."
"Good plan. Here, open some presents."
Hermione sat down with the tiny golden retriever in her lap and together, her and Draco had a great time opening presents.
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"Another party?" Hermione asked.
"I'm afraid so."
"Why do we have to go to so many parties?"
Draco sighed. "I don't know, Hermione. But please, just come and have fun."
Hermione let out a breath but nodded and went to get ready for the party. Hermione had a shower, put her dress and make up on and then couldn't decide what to do with her hair. Hermione couldn't decide so she asked Mrs. Malfoy to help her. Mrs. Malfoy put Hermione's hair in delicate knot and told Hermione that she would be proud when she became her own daughter.
Hermione just smiled, not knowing what to say.
"Where is your ring, dear?" Mrs. Malfoy asked.
"It's on my nightstand," Hermione told the lady. She went back into her bedroom and put the ring on her ring finger. "I just don't want to loose it." Hermione told Mrs. Malfoy. Hermione knew it was a lie but it made Mrs. Malfoy smile and not ask about it anymore.
"Hurry, then. We shall go soon."
Mrs. Malfoy left and Hermione went over to her little puppy. "Hey there," she cooed. Hermione stroked its head and the pup waged her tiny tail.
"Leticia," Draco said from the doorway.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Leticia means joy. And the dog brings you joy."
Hermione smiled. "Leticia it is." She scratched the dog behind the ears and went to the door and went out with Draco.
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Hermione was having a great time. Mrs. Malfoy was being nice, others were being kind, and most of all, Draco was being caring.
Draco took Hermione's hand and led her to the dance floor. Draco pulled Hermione to him but not so close that she had no room.
They danced through the song and then stopped when the song stopped. Draco and Hermione went to get and get drinks.
"White wine?" Draco asked Hermione.
"Yes, please," Draco handed Hermione the glass of wine and he had a glass of white wine himself.
A handsome guy came over and said hi to Draco. Draco smiled, saying hello as well. Then he turned to Hermione.
"Hi, you're Hermione, right?"
"Yes."
"I've heard a lot about you," the guy told Hermione.
"You have?" Hermione asked, interested.
"Yes, I have." Nobody talked and then he asked Draco if he could dance with Hermione.
"Go ahead," was Draco's reply.
The guy, Caleb, Hermione soon found out was a year older than her, liked to dance, and talk.
"You're very beautiful," Caleb told her as he wrapped and arm loosely around her waist.
Hermione turned her head away a little, smiling a thank you. The song stopped and a slower one took place. Hermione took her hand out of Caleb's big one and put her hand on his shoulder, moving her body a little bit closer to his. Caleb folded his hands behind Hermione's back and started to talk again.
"So, do you like Quidditch?"
Hermione shrugged. "I'm scared of heights so it isn't my favourite sport to play but I love to watch it."
"Do you?" he asked, interest in his voice.
"Yeah. Do you play it?"
"Yup! I play seeker."
"Ooh, must have good eyes." Hermione looked into his eyes and seen they were black.
"I do."
Hermione frowned and leaned forewords a little to get another look at his eyes. They were black. But if you looked really close, you could just see a blue line around the pupil.
"Weird."
Caleb laughed. "I prefer cool."
Hermione didn't want to look around for Draco so she moved closer to Caleb and laid her head on his shoulder. Caleb couldn't see her eyes wonder to look for Draco. There he was! Hermione smiled and watched him. He took the girl's glass of red wine and led her to the dance floor.
The girl smiled up at Draco. She was tall and very beautiful. She swung her long blond hair over her shoulder by swinging her head. No, she wasn't beautiful, she was gorgeous.
Draco pulled her body very close to his own. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let him lead her.
Draco said something and she leaned back and laughed at him. He smiled and then his smile was gone. He grabbed a piece of hair that fell into her face and put it behind her ear.
Hermione frowned and studied his body. He was nervous, he was being very careful and took his time talking to her.
Draco whispered something and then slowly leaned his face down.
Hermione straitened her back.
"You alright?" Caleb asked, leaning back to peer into her face.
Hermione put on a fake smile. "Yes, fine."
"Okay."
Hermione leaned back into Caleb but was total focused on Draco and the girl.
He lifted the girl's chin and placed his lips gently on hers. She right away melted. She leaned right into Draco as if her knees were going to buckle. Draco ran his other hand through her soft and silky looking hair.
Hermione turned her head away, blinking the tears away.
"So, are you and Draco together?" Caleb asked.
Hermione remembered the girl he had just kissed so willingly and so passionately. She smiled up and Caleb and shook her head.
Hermione looked at the big ring on her right hand. She wasn't wearing it on the left because she wanted to wait until they were actually married, until she was sure that she really wanted to marry Draco. Well now she was. She was not going to marry him. He was a prick, a liar.
"Would you like to go outside?" Caleb asked.
"Sure," Hermione said. Caleb grabbed a glass of wine for her before they went out. He handed her the glass and she took a gulp. Man, was it good.
"Let's go over here."
Hermione let Caleb lead her over to a tiny fountain in the middle of a little pond. Hermione thought about Draco. No, don't! Hermione told herself. You have this really nice and cute guy in front of you and you're still thinking of that prick.
Hermione sat down. She could feel Caleb standing behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulders
"Man, you have really tight muscles."
Hermione touched her shoulder. Yeah. They hurt when she even touched them.
"Here," Caleb said and started to massage her shoulders. Hermione took a sip of her wine and then closed her eyes. There was a faint breeze and it cooled Hermione right off.
Caleb's big hands rubbed and kneaded her shoulders and neck. It was all Hermione could do was to stay sitting up.
"You must really be stressed out. You're shoulders are so tight."
Draco was the first thing that popped into Hermione's head. Right now, Hermione hated Draco. Why was he like that? Was he that stupid to do something like that?
"What's wrong?" Caleb asked.
"Nothing. Why?"
"Well it's just that you're shoulders just went tighter. What are you thinking about, Hermione?"
"Mr. Malfoy. He's one scary man."
Caleb laughed. "And you don't even know him."
"I don't want to know him." Hermione replied.
Caleb laughed again and went on massaging her shoulders.
"What the fuck are you doing?" came Draco furious voice.
Caleb's hand stopped but he didn't move them. Hermione took in a breath and then slowly let it out.
"Well is someone going to explain this to me?" Nobody said anything. Well except Draco. "What the fuck! Tell me what the hell is going on!" Hermione got up and went around the bench near Caleb. Draco stomped over to them and grabbed Hermione's arm.
"Ow!"
"Oh, stop complaining!" Draco told Hermione. The grip on Hermione's arm way too much.
"Let go! You're hurting me!" Hermione told Draco, trying to get his hand off her arm. She wrestled with him and she had had had enough. She dug her feet in the ground and stubbornly held her ground.
"Leave her alone, Draco," Caleb said and calmly walked over to the two.
"Oh, and when are you going to do about it?" Draco said. Hermione knew he wanted the challenge. He wanted something to beat on.
"Nothing!" Hermione said. "Come on, Draco. I wanna go home now." She gave Caleb a sorry look and turned away bringing Draco with her.
"What were you doing?" Draco asked, his voice harsh.
"Nothing."
"That didn't look like nothing,"
"Well then maybe you should get you eyes checked 'cause there was nothing going on," Hermione told Draco, her temper rising as well.
"That's bullshit!" Draco said through clenched teeth.
Hermione pulled her arm away from Draco's tight grip and hurriedly walked back to the house.
Mrs. Malfoy met her at the door and frowned. "What's wrong, dear?"
"Nothing! It's just that I have a headache and I want to go back."
"Okay, dear. Draco, would you take Hermione home?"
Hermione was about to say that she could go by herself but Draco smiled at his mother and told her that he would.
"I can go by myself," Hermione had said when Draco came walking towards her.
"Don't be stupid. I'll take you back," Draco seized her elbow and led her to the fireplace downstairs. He let her go first and when she got into the house's fireplace, she went as fast as she could to her bedroom.
Draco opened the door about a minute later and shut the door behind him.
"What is your problem?" Draco asked.
"What's my problem?" Hermione asked astonished.
"Yes, you're problem. You have such mood changes and I don't like it!" Draco told her. "I don't want to keep chasing you around anymore, Hermione."
"Then don't. You obviously don't want me."
"What are you talking about?" Draco asked. His voice was tight and he was not going to look away from Hermione's eyes.
"You know what I mean."
"No, I don't. Tell me what you're talking about."
"Fine, I will. That beautiful blond girl that you were kissing? What was that about?"
"I wasn't kissing anyone," was the response Hermione got.
"That's bullshit! I seen you two. You were so gently stroking her hair, taking your time as you kissed her."
Draco's eyes softened then turned hard. "And what are you going to do about it?"
"This is what I'm going to do about it." She walked over to him, took the ring off her finger and placed it in Draco's palm.
"There. Now why don't go and find that girl and tell her all lies like you did to me." Hermione turned around and headed for the door.
"No!" Draco said and grabbed her arm. "Take the ring back."
Hermione turned back to him. "You've got to be kidding."
"Take the ring back, Hermione."
"No."
"Please, Hermione," he whispered, his voice still tight.
"No!" and Hermione tried to go for the door again but Draco wouldn't let got of her arm. "Put the fuckin' ring back on!"
Hermione smacked him across the face as hard as she could. Draco pulled back, a hand going to his cheek.
"After that there is no way I'm going to marry you."
Draco didn't say anything just stared at her.
"You can sleep in here, I'll go and sleep on the couch." Then she turned away and went down stairs to the sitting room with her blanket, her tiny dog following after her. She curled up on the couch and pulled the blanket tightly around her and Leticia.
She fell asleep not knowing that Draco came down later, put her ring in the box near the bottom of the couch. He put another blanket on her and kissed her forehead. After watching her sleep for about five minutes, he left her and went up to his bed, alone, sad and very guilty.
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Hey there! I'm so sorry that this chapter took so long! I had finals and I had to study a lot. Please forgive me! Well anyways hope you liked this chapter and please review!
Chebetta