A/N: Omg! glomps you guys Thank you for all the reviews! They make me feel loved. I really don't know how to move on with this story... (Writers block) so please give me like a week or so to think of something after this chapter. Thank you so much again!
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is written by the lovely J.K Rowling, not me. Although, I'd switch places with her, I'd love to be filthy rich! And then change the cannon shipping from R/Hr to D/Hr! MUAHAHAHAA! cough Erm...well to the story!
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Draco was tired from serving Granger all day. Luckily, Hermione gave him the rest of the day off when classes were over. Almost immediately he was surrounded by his so-called friends Crabbe and Goyle. They were smirking quite evilly. Although, unfortunately, they were not as dumb as they used to be in his first year. "So...you like the Mudblood, now Malfoy?"
Malfoy shook his head. He could practically feel the interrogation light shining on him.
"We heard you were having 'you-know-what'"
"And you-know-what is...?" Malfoy smirked, although he knew perfectly what you-know-what was. Hmm, this was the perfect way to piss off Granger.
"...er..." Crabbe drawled.
"...you know..." Goyle trailed off...
"IT!" they both yelled at him.
"Which is...?" He had a tendency to annoy people.
They both sighed. "You know...you had it with Pansy."
Malfoy's face immediately scrunched up. Pansy. He hated that name with every fiber of his being. She was too clingy. He dated her a few times, on and off, and he didn't like her. But, he made his mistake of "committing" himself to her, if you know what I mean. He shook the thoughts out of his head. He wanted nothing more with Pansy other than just being...well, people.
"So are you? Are ya, are ya?" they chorused.
"Why, yes..." Malfoy smirked. "We are."
"We knew it."
Pansy, who had been listening, immediately stormed into her room, throwing things around. Now, she was just a girl in the background. Life wasn't fair. Then...she had an idea.
Hermione was doing her homework (which was due months later, by the way), when Ginny entered the Gryffindor Common Room, and was evilly grinning at Hermione. "So...is it true?" she asked Hermione.
"Erm...what's true?" Hermione snapped her attention from her homework to Ginny.
"Are you still a virgin?"
"Of course!"
"Uh...but from what I heard, you got it going ON with Draco Malfoy."
"What-Wha-Wh..." Hermione stammered. WHO THE HELL SPREAD THIS FRIKIN RUMOR! Oh boy, she was mad, very, VERY, mad.
"That's not true!" Hermione spurt out.
"Really?" Ginny raised an eyebrow. "Malfoy is quite a catch, you know."
"But...he's an evil prat!" Hermione protested.
"But...he's so hot...and rich...who are you to protest?"
"Hmmm besides the fact that he's evil and a SLYTHERIN, may I add, he's annoying and well, EVIL!" yelled Hermione.
"Alright, alright, you don't need to get so worked up about it. I'll go tell everybody else outside the Gryffindor Common Room that the rumor isn't true." Ginny left.
"E...everybody else?" Hermione stammered. She fainted in her wheelchair.
When Hermione woke, she was not in her wheelchair, but on a bed with silky coverlets. The room was richly decorated and the walls were a dark green. Wait a second - GREEN! She shot up, only to see Draco fingering a red envelope. She immediately recognized what it was: A Howler.
"H...How did you get that Howler?"
"I don't know yet."
"Then what are you doing? Open it!"
"Not yet."
Hermione glared at him. "Fine, then. Tell me how I...I got into your room then." she whispered.
"Well, first you should thank me for saving your life."
"You...saved my life? I don't believe you." Hermione said stubbornly, crossing her arms. "Prove it."
Malfoy scowled. "Fine, then. Look at the bandages on your arm."
Hermione obliged, and stared at them. "H-How the hell did I get all these bandages on my arm? How did I get hurt so badly?"
"Guess."
"You?"
"NO! Pansy, you idiot!" Draco yelled.
Immediately Hermione was silent. Draco paced in his room, running his fingers through his platinum-blonde hair, and then sat down. Then he explained what happened...
Pansy was smirking when she sneaked into the Gryffindor Common Room. She checked to see if Hermione was sleeping, then very silently, rolled her out of the room andmoved Hermione's wheelchair near Professor Tawlreny's classroom (seriously, have you seen the POA movie? her class is near a loooong flight of stairs). She rolled Hermione's wheelchair near the long flight of stairs, so when she woke up, she would roll down the stairs, hopefully breaking even more limbs.
Malfoy was strolling down the halls, enjoying all the attention gotten from the rumor. The Slytherins, however, sent him some glares, but he really didn't care. After all, when he was the servant of the Dark Lord, everybody would bow down to him and respect him. Everyone.
He was on his way to the Astronomy Tower when he saw Hermione peacefully sleeping, her wheelchair at the edge of the stairs. He knew something was wrong so he went up the stairs to get Hermione down the right way. He smirked. He would yell at her for this later and make fun of her. All of a sudden, Pansy rushed out of the class to stop Draco. "She deserves what she's going to get." Pansy sneered, glaring at the sleeping form of Hermione, who was snoring and mumbling something of Chocolate Frogs. Draco, however, got fed up with Pansy and got Hermione to safety. But on the way, Pansy "accidentally" tripped the wheelchair so it started falling down the stairs. Draco, however, threw himself in the wheelchair's way (for a reason unknown to him) and got ran over by it, but managed to stop it. Pansy's plan was foiled, so Pansy wrote to a Mr. Lucius Malfoy about the rumor and warned him that associating with Mudbloods was vulgar and unnecessary and to put Draco on the right path, where he was supposed to be: working for the Dark Lord.
And so Mr. Lucius Malfoy sent a Howler to Draco, which he had not opened yet. And so the story ends.
"Wow..." whispered Hermione. "You just told the whole story in third person!"
Draco: anime fall
"Well..." Hermione started. "I guess I should thank you for saving me from Pansy." She looked at Draco's bandages. "I'm sorry for running over you." she murmured.
"It doesn't hurt...OW!" Hermione poked Draco in his bandaged broken arm, which was now swelling.
"Don't worry, Draco. I'll heal your arm. Reparo." Immediately, a blue light shot from her wand and into Draco's arm. The swelling stopped, and then decreased.
Draco cursed himself for not learning any healing spells. He was quite grateful, however, that his arm was better. He looked at the Howler again, and then turned to Hermione. "Do you want to hear it?" he said softly, gazing into her eyes. Hermione hesitated, and nodded. "I'm sorry that you got your Howler," she whispered. "It's my fault, and I want to share your pain."
Malfoy's eye twitched. She was being all mushy again. "Oh, whatever." he muttered, and opened up the Howler.
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY!" The Howler immediately went into effect; Lucius Malfoy's voice was magnified at least one-hundred times.
"YOU ARE NOT TO ASSOCIATE WITH THIS MUDBLOOD AGAIN, DO YOU HEAR ME? THE DARK LORD WILL NOT BE PLEASED WITH THIS! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE CONCENTRATING ON YOUR SCHOOLWORK, NOT SOME GIRL! YOU ARE SHAMING THE MALFOY NAME! IF I HEAR YOU ARE DOING SOMETHING LIKE THIS, I WILL PERSONALLY 'CRUCIO' YOU TO THE GATES OF HELL! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!"
The howler ripped itself to shreds and the pieces fell into Malfoy's lap. "Bloody Hell," he murmured. "You didn't have to hear that."
Hermione was already in tears. "I'm sorry." she sniffed.
With that, she rushed out of the Slytherin Common Room to find some peace somewhere else.