In Her Eyes

Madammarauder

Ch10: Argument

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"Am I predictable now?" She asked, looking at him. This time, he didn't say anything, but he grabbed her waist, and pulled her back to him, and kissed her. In just a matter of moments, the kiss deepened rapidly. Now Hermione was back against the wall, and Malfoy was kissing her, his hands grazing her stomach. Her hands were now around his neck, and they progressed to the top of his hair where she ruffled it mindlessly. Then, he started to French her. As he did so, he put his hand under the back of her shirt, and moved up her spine, and then her bra strap where he tried to get it undone. As he did this, Hermione moaned. But, not a bad moan. A pleasant moan. He kept fumbling with the latch if her bra strap, and finally got it unlatched. He gave a muffled rejoice as he moved his hands to the front of her shirt. Instead of letting him move up her shirt, she grabbed his neck again, and jumped up, wrapping her legs around him to hold her up. Malfoy then tried to put his hand up her shirt, but Hermione jumped off of him quickly, pulling away from his kiss.

"I'm sorry." Malfoy said, feeling guilty for almost no reason.

"Sshhh." Hermione said, putting her finger to his lips. She then remembered that her bra was still loose, and she quickly re-latched it.

"What is it?" Malfoy asked, looking to where Hermione was staring. Suddenly the noise that had startled Hermione came back. It was the sound of footsteps. "No one's there." Malfoy said with a small smile, putting his hands on Hermione's waist, he tried to pull her closer to him so that he could kiss her again. Hermione backed off, and realized why there was no person, but footsteps. THE INVISIBILITY CLOAK!

"SHIT!" Hermione exclaimed, almost falling over as she tried to run. "I'm sorry, Malfoy, I've got to go."With that, she raced after the invisible person, whom she knew was either Ron or Harry.

"Wait, Gra-Hermione!" Malfoy exclaimed, running a few steps after her. But, it was too late, she was gone.

Hermione ran after the invisible person as fast as she could, her feet echoing throughout the empty chamber. She sprinted up the staircase that lead to the Gryffindor Common Room. Just as she reached the Fat Lady, the door had already closed. Hermione was gasping for breath as she stood in front of the big portrait of an old, Fat Lady.

"Well, well, well." The Fat Lady said with a smirk. "What is the drama tonight?"

Hermione just ignored her, and gasped for breath to mutter the password.

"Chocolate Frogs." Hermione said, putting her hand on her hip to try to massage the cramp that was forming.

"Fine. Whatever." The Fat Lady sighed. Hermione gave a sigh of relief, and quickly scampered through the hole. Just as she reached inside, she heard the Fat Lady muttered, "No one every tells me anything."

Hermione looked around the deserted Common Room. Then, the same familiar sound of scampering footsteps caused Hermione to jerk around. The person had been sitting on the couch. She knew this because there was a butt print from where the person had been sitting. The footsteps rushed across the Common Room, but Hermione guessed that the person had tripped over something, because there was a loud THUD on the floor. When the person fell, the invisibility cloak slid off of him/her. Hermione knew who it was before the cloak slid completely off because she caught a glimpse of bright red hair.

"Ron?" Hermione gasped, squatting down next to him as if nothing had happened. Hermione then froze and gave a silent gasp when she spotted tears filling Ron's eyes. Ron just shook his head, trying to fight back the tears. He then jumped up, and turned to run up the steps to the dormitory.

"Ron, stop!"Hermione exclaimed in rage. Ron did as he was told, and stopped in his tracks. Now, Hermione could see the tears falling down his face. He turned his head, and looked over his shoulder.

"What?" He asked coldly, with both rage, and pain in his voice. This time, tears moistened Hermione's eyes.

"Ron, nothing happened." Hermione said, choking back tears. She then tried to take a step toward Ron, but he took a step back.

"NO!"Ron screamed. This time, hurt diffidently rang in his voice, "You and Malfoy were down there playing tonsil hockey! DON'T TELL ME THAT NOTHING HAPPENED!" He then furiously brushed the new tears that were filling his eyes away. Some curious people were now poking their heads out of their dormitories to watch and listen to Hermione and Ron argue.

"Ron."Hermione said, taking a step closer, "Lower your voice. We are waking people up." She tried to reach for his hand. But he swatted it away. Hermione's jaw dropped at the fact that he had hit her.

Harry had woken up from all of the commotion, and stepped out onto the first step of the stairs to where he was able to see and hear what was going on. He froze at the sight of Hermione and Ron fighting. What could possible make both of them so angry that late at night? He got into earshot just in time for him to hear Ron utter something.

"Leave me alone you bitch." Ron sighed, once again, turning to go upstairs. Hermione gasped, and walked furiously over to him, and grabbed his shoulder. Then she turned him around and slapped him as hard as she could across the face. Harry started to run down the steps to break up the two. But, it was too late. The damage was already done.

Ron was completely flabbergasted as he touched the spot where she had smacked him, he had a look of pain, sadness, rage, and utter shock in his eyes. Before Hermione could apologize mindlessly, he rushed up the steps, not looking back at her. As Ron passed Harry on the staircase, he didn't even look up into his friend's worried eyes, but he just ran into the dormitory furiously.

Harry rushed down the steps to where Hermione was standing, her face burred in her hands. By then, almost everybody had woken up, and came out of their dormitories to watch. Harry wrapped his long, massive arms around Hermione, and held her to his chest. He could feel her sobbing because her tears stained his pajamas, (Which was nothing more than an over shirt, and a pair of boxers).

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for anyone to get hurt." Hermione kept muttering through heart-wrenching sobs.

"It's okay." Harry said, walking Hermione over to the couch. He then looked up at all of the people staring at the two of them.

"Go back to sleep you nosy prats!" Harry directed to all of them with an angry look in his eyes. They all immediately obeyed, and scattered back into their dormitories.

"Now." Harry said, once Hermione had calmed down a little bit. "What happened?" Harry asked patiently, waiting for an answer.

"I...I...Was." Hermione started to say, but she just couldn't. Instead, she brushed off Harry's arms, and ran up frantically to the girl's dormitory to get some sleep, or else cry herself to sleep.

Harry sat on the couch for a few moments. He still was curious to what had happened, so he ran back up to the boy's dormitory to find Ron. The second he walked into the room, he could tell that there weren't any good spirits in the room. He spotted Ron pacing with rage beside of his four-poster bed. As he walked down the isle of beds, he heard angry sighs, and lazy yawns.

"Would you shut him up?" Neville Longbottom begged with a big, lazy yawn following. Harry just ignored him, and raced over to Ron.

"Ron, what happened?" Harry asked, stepping in front of his furious friend.

"I'll tell you what happened. HERMIONE WAS SNOGGING THAT BASTARD IS WHAT HAPPENED !"Ron exclaimed, throwing his hands up.

"Who? What bastard?" Harry asked, his face curving into a look of curiosity that, for some reason, annoyed Ron.

"Malfoy! Malfoy! You know, they guy that we absolutely despise of. Yes, she was snogging him! Or he was snogging her! But, either way you turn it HERMIONE AND MALFOY WERE SNOGGING! When I went to go down to check on her at 11:40, I found her on top of Malfoy. She didn't see me, but I sure as hell saw her!" He exclaimed, stomping up and down the runway between all of the beds.

"Are you kidding me?" Harry asked. So shocked that he had to sit down so that it all wouldn't hit him too hard. "Are you sure that is what you saw?"

"YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT THAT'S WHAT I SAW! SHE WAS STRADDLING HIM WHEN I FIRST SAW THEM! SHE HEARD ME COMING, BUT SHE COULDN'T SEE ME BECAUSE I HAD THE CLOAK ON! BUT, SHE KNEW IT WAS ONE OF US!" Ron said, picking up a glass of water beside of his bed, flinging it against the nearest wall where it shattered into many pieces. Harry rushed over to him, and tried to silence him. It was a good thing no one in the dormitory knew that "the cloak" meant the invisibility cloak.

"Ron." Harry said, a little more forcefully. "You really need to calm down. Just-"

"NO!" Ron screamed, looking at Harry in disbelief, "You know I have loved her sense I first layed eyes on her! And she is down there snogging the guy that we absolutely despise of, and the guy we THOUGHT she hated? HUH?" Ron screamed. This time he grabbed the side of the night stand, and flipped it over. Causing the lamp that was sitting on top of it to fling off, and shatter into pieces as the glass had.

"You're right." Harry said, taking a step toward Ron who was now out of breath from his outburst. Ron just shook his head, and tears filled his eyes. Without another word, he scrambled into his four-poster bed, and flung the curtains close. Then he muttered a spell hastily to hold the curtains in place so that no one could bother him.

Harry sighed, in complete and total exhaustion. Then he walked over to the shattered glass, and muttered "Repero", and the glass came back together as quickly as it had shattered. Then, Harry walked over to the lamp, and did the same thing. As he did this, he replayed the whole commotion that had gone on. Harry was absolutely flabbergasted at the thought that Hermione would be snogging someone in the first place. She was such a little "Good Girl" as Harry and Ron refer her to. But, she was snogging MALFOY? Harry just couldn't believe that.

Harry sighed deeply, and walked over to his bed. When he walked over, he almost slipped on the water that had spilled from the glass when it broke. Harry just shrugged, making a mental thought to clean it in the morning after a night of much needed rest.

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