Chapter 19 – Jealousy

Draco had his nose buried in a very uninteresting book when he heard a knock on the door. "WHAT?" He yelled.

"Dude! Let me in!" He heard a familiar voice call.

"The password is bats wing."

He heard his friend mutter the password and the portrait swung open, revealing none other than his best friend, Blaise Zabini.

"DAMN!" Blaise shouted as he walked through the doorway and the portrait slammed shut. "That Mermaid on your portrait is HOT! I'd fuck her."

Draco chuckled. "You would fuck anything with a pulse."

Blaise looked like he might say something in his defense for a couple seconds, then realized that Draco was right and just shrugged, sinking down on one of the chairs. "You know Drake, this room is pretty nice."

"Yeah I know." Draco agreed, proudly.

"Who's head girl?"

"Hermione Granger." Draco's eyes narrowed at the thought of her.

"Why are you complaining? I saw her in the Great Hall. She grew up over the summer."

"Yeah, maybe on the outside, but she is still the same person. And she is still my enemy."

"You're loss! Oh, I almost forgot why I came up her."

"And that would be…?"

"Pansy is looking for you. She sent me as the messenger."

"Oh god." Draco said. "I wish I could have at least an hour of peace before I have to deal with her."

"Pansy and peace don't belong in the same sentence." Blaise chuckled. "Anyway, go find her. I'm so sick of her whining."

Draco got up to leave, but paused when he noticed that Blaise had not budged from his position on the couch. "Uh…" Draco began. "So what? Are you just going to stay here in my room while I'm off finding Pansy?

"Yeah that was pretty much the idea."

Draco rolled his eyes and walked out the door.

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Pansy had been sitting in an armchair in the Slytherin dormitory for quite a while. Where was Draco? She knew she shouldn't care for him like she did, since truth be told, he was obviously just using her for sex. But she did care for him. More than he would ever know.

Pansy wasn't a slut as many thought se was. Nor was she mean spirited, or ugly. No, she was just scared. It was all a cover. A second layer.

All of a sudden a blonde boy strutted through the doors. "Draco!" She cried, running over to him and throwing her arms around his neck in a hug which he did not return.

"Blaise said you were looking for me?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to see you. You know… since we hadn't seen each other all year."

"Come on." He said, pulling her towards the portrait. "Let's go back to my room."

She giggled girlishly and followed.

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Hermione lay awake in bed. She had drifted off several hours ago but was awoken by the squeaking of bed springs. It was obvious that Malfoy was fucking some poor girl in the other room, most likely Pansy Parkinson.

She tried her best to pretend that it didn't bother her… but it did. She didn't want him having sex with Pansy. She wanted to be the one in that bed. She hated him… but she wanted nothing more. Why did her mind play such games with her?

At hearing Pansy emit a shriek she decided it was too much. She stormed out of her room and over to Draco's, pounding on the door. The creaking of the bed stopped.

"What do you want Granger?" She heard Malfoy yell breathlessly.

"I WANT YOU TO SHUT THE HELL UP! SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP! WE HAVE CLASSES IN THE MORNING."

"Mind your own business." He called and the creaking restarted.

She huffed angrily and ran back to her room, slamming the door and flipping a pillow on her head. She shouldn't have done that… It was rude. Sinking down to his level practically. Why did she just do that? She groaned.

'Am I actually jealous about Draco Malfoy?'

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Hermione awoke the next morning, and quickly jumped out of bed. She was excited for classes to begin. She showered, then changed into her robes and headed out.

Seeing her teachers again was refreshing. She had missed them while attending Merlin's. Especially Hagrid! And when she saw her older friend she ran up and hugged him.

"Alright class." He said gruffly. "Today we have a special treat."

Draco leaned over to Crabbe and Goyle and whispered "I hope its not flubberworms again."

"I heard that." Hargid said. "And no, its not flubberworms Mr. Malfoy. We have a quite rare creature today. He said, pulling a quite familiar looking one eyed frog out of a box.

Hermione gasped aloud, her mouth hanging open. "Zaboots?" She asked. By the end of her time at Merlin's they had spent far too much time on these creatures, and she was not happy to see one again.

"Very good Hermione!" He called out, smiling beneath his mass of beard. "I thought you might not have heard about these."

"Oh god no. I've heard about them far too much!"

"Yeah, me too." Agreed Malfoy, considering he had had to deal with them an awful lot at Merlin's also.

"Wow." Hagrid said, looking a bit crestfallen. He clearly been excited at his find. "I didn't expect ya to all have seen them before…"

"No… Hagrid, they are great. It's just that we had to deal with them at our summer school." Hermione said

"Oh." He said, brightening up a bit.

The rest of the class enjoyed the Zaboots and the time flew by. After the rest of class it was lunch time, and she enjoyed eating with all her old friends, although she missed Jessica terribly. It was weird not eating with the gang.

When lunch was over, and most of the people had cleared away from the tables, Hermione lingered behind, gathering her books. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a figure beside her. She stood up.

"Oh, Ron." She sighed, relieved. "You scared me."

"Sorry" He said, shifting his weight from one foot to another. He looked nervous.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"Can we talk?"

"Is it important? We have class…" She trailed off at seeing the look on his face.

"Yeah, it's kind of important."

"Um… ok. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay… For now at least."

A/N: Sorry it took so long to write this chapter. I couldn't think of the right thing to happen until now. Anyway, don't you just love cliffhangers? I sure do. But as a slightly different side note…

I've been really busy lately and I feel as if writing this story may be a waste of time. I love my reviewers, but there aren't very many of them, and when I see some stories that have like… 100 reviews and 7 chapters I feel a bit sad. Like maybe this story is no good… I don't know. If I don't get some more readers, I might call it quits. What do you think?

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