Disclaimer; I don't own Harry Potter; if I did I would be in Tahiti right now with Tom Felton and some suntan lotion… (Wink) Ok, thats bad, hes way too young, but I can dream.

A/N I guess I am assuming if you are reading these stories that you like Tom Felton/ Draco Malfoy. Well, I was on Mugglenet yesterday and they have some gorgeous pics from a new scholastic poster book that is for sale at Barnes and Noble. They have two or three fantastic pictures of Tom, in a tux. Yum. Anyway if you know the site, check it out. If not, email me and I will send you the link. Luv ya all. Happy reading and dont forget to review.

There is a parital quote from a movie in this scene, see if you know which movie.

Hell hath no fury…

My mouth dropped open as I saw him standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame. He was clearly drunk, and he was staggering to keep from falling over.

"Where's the party everybody?" he slurred.

The whole room came to a dead stop. Ginny looked like she was going to scratch his eyes out and Harry looked uncomfortably embarrassed.

He practically fell over the couch and he spilled what I assumed was firewhiskey onto the rug. I cringed and backed behind Draco so that he couldn't see me straight off. Harry grabbed him off the floor and drug him into the bathroom. I followed behind them to make sure Harry would be ok with Ron in his current state. I stayed just beyond the bathroom door.

"Ron, what in the name of Merlin do you think you are doing?" he shouted. The rest of the guests were dead silent trying to listen to their conversation.

"What Harry? I'm just trying to have a little fun, brought my own drinks, want some?" he waved the bottle in Harry's face.

"No Ron, I don't. You told me you weren't coming. I told you to stay away if you couldn't control yourself and now you stagger in here like some common drunk?" I could hear the anger in Harry's voice.

"Is Hermy here?" Ron spat, "I want to see her, she wants me you know." he was giggling madly. It sent shivers up my spine.

"No, she didn't come either; I think I had better apparate you back to your house so you can sober up. Let's go."

"Shove off Harry, I came to celebrate with you, lets go party…whooo" he started making a lot of noise and yelling.

"Where's the music Harry, I want to dance with Hermy…where is she?" he started out of the bathroom and before I could run he caught up with me.

"HERMIONE! There you are, lets go dance love, I missed you." he grabbed my hand and was dragging me, not towards the living room, but towards Harry's bedroom. Harry grabbed Ron and dislodged my arm from his firm grip. Ron looked like he was going to punch Harry.

"What is your problem? I'm taking my girl back to the bedroom to talk, we have lots of catching up to do." he gave me an evil grin that was so un-Ron like it caused me to shudder. I backed away slowly, but he reached out to grab me again.
"Come on love, let's go. Harry is killing my buzz. Let's go somewhere private." He began pulling me again. I pleaded with Harry with my eyes. He again tried to get Ron to release me. Ron pushed Harry down on the floor. Then I heard it.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" Draco's cool voice echoed through the hallway.

"What the hell is it to you MALFOY?" Ron yelled and then spit in his face.

Draco grabbed me and pulled me away from Ron. Harry was on the floor, his head bleeding from hitting the door frame. I was crying furiously and just wanted to leave before things escalated.

"What do you mean Weasley, Hermione is my fiancée, you are touching her in a manner I don't appreciate, that makes it my business." he wiped the spit off of his face.

Ron's face went red and he balled up his fists in anger.

"Hermione is my girl, I love her, she loves me, I know she does." Ron yelled.

"No Ron," I said softly. "I love Draco; I am going to marry him." I tried to be rational.

"NO, YOU ARE MINE! YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME! YOU KISSED ME!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.

"You are delusional." Draco said coolly as we turned to walk away.

"NO, ASK HER, ASK HER ABOUT YOUR HOUSEWARMING PARTY, SHE KISSED ME! SHE TOLD ME SHE LOVED ME! I LOVE HER!" He was losing his grip on the wall and collapsed near the spot where harry had previously been lying.

"Hermione is that true?" his indigo eyes looked deep into my hazel ones.

"No, it is not. The truth is, and I didn't tell you this at the time, is that while you were out back with some of our guests, Ron cornered me in our bathroom downstairs and told me he loved me. I told him I loved you and I just wanted to be friends with him, and if he couldn't accept that, then we couldn't be friends. He flipped out like he is now and tried to kiss me. I tried to push him away and get out the door, but he locked it and threw me up against the door. He forced me to kiss him, and then he tried to feel my breasts. I kicked him in the groin and ran upstairs and locked myself in the bedroom. I waited until he left before I came back down. I told Harry about it so that he could speak to Ron and tell him that I didn't want to be friends with him if he continued to act like this. That's why I almost didn't come to the party, but he said he wasn't going to be here." I was crying by the end and didn't know what to expect next.

Draco's pale skin had turned a furious red, and there was a vein bulging from his forehead.

"Harry is that what she told you?" his eyes narrowed at Ron.

"Yes, I'm afraid so Draco, Hermione told me to talk to him, she was scared and didn't want to be around him until he came to his senses." Harry was trying to get Ron to stand up.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Draco asked me angrily.

"I thought I could smooth things over on my own, but I was wrong. I'm so sorry honey." I pressed my face into his chest and sobbed.

"You should have told me." he said flatly.

"I know, I was so scared of what you would do." my tears wet his shirt, leaving big wet marks across his chest.

"Let's get Weasley out of here." he bent down to help Harry lift him so they could apparate him to the burrow.

"NO" Ron yelled "I am staying here. Come on Hermione, let's go talk alone. I have missed you…"

"Get it through your thick head Weasley. She just told you she loves me, not you. We are leaving." he grabbed my hand and started leading me to the door. Ron ran up and grabbed my other hand and pulled hard. I stumbled and fell to the floor. The look on Draco's face was one of pure hate. He pulled his wand from his pocket and pointed it at Ron's throat.

"If you touch her again, Weasel, I will curse you into oblivion." his voice never faltered.

"Draco please, let's just go home." I sobbed, wiping my eyes on my shirt.

I pulled him towards the end of the hall. In a flash Ron stood up and grabbed his own wand. He pointed it back at Draco.

"Give her to me Malfoy, she is mine, you don't even like her. I have loved her for eight years. Eight years I have waited for her to look my way. Eight years I consoled her when you called her names. Eight years I held her, loved her, laughed with her and cried with her. You will not just walk in and take her away from her, from us." his eyes were dark with fury and his wand hand was shaking.

"Weasel, I have loved her for almost a year. We share more than you would ever know. In the bedroom and out." he threw that in as the final nail in Ron's coffin.

"NO, I don't believe you. She does not love you…" he sobbed "She cant…she just cant." he collapsed again onto the floor, crying uncontrollably.

"Let's go" Draco whispered to me.

"Just give me one minute, stay close. Harry you too. I can handle things, but stay within earshot incase I need you."

"I don't like this Hermione." Draco stated looking at Harry.

"Me either Hermione, just leave. I will take care of him." Harry stood up and walked towards me and Draco.

"Just grab his wand and do as I say. I have to set this right." I knew I would break his heart, but it was necessary if I wanted my friend back.

I knelt down to his sobbing body,

"Ron, can you hear me?" I ran my fingers through his sweaty red hair.

"Go away, go be with Malfoy, leave me alone." he took a gulp from his bottle, and closed his red-rimmed eyes.

"No, look at me; look at the woman you say you love." I took his hand and held it.

He looked up at me, tears rolling down his cheeks. He looked like a small child weeping openly.

"Why?" he asked quietly "Why can't you love me? I love you so much it hurts, that night at your house I went home and cried my eyes out. I felt so betrayed. But the memory of your lips on mine kept me going. I know you didn't want to kiss me, and that I forced you. I felt terrible about that, I just wanted you to give us a chance." he looked down at the carpet.

"Ron, listen to me. I know things aren't what you wanted. And love can't be forced. Maybe in another time and place things might have worked out for us."

"Oh Hermione, I can't go on without you. I know every curve of your face, every freckle; I know every fleck of gold in your eyes. I know your smell, your taste. I dream about you at night and long for you during the day. It was easier to deal with when we were in school, I could see you everyday. But now, you are consumed with Malfoy, and the wedding, and your new house. I know I could never give you a house like Malfoy did, or all the nice things, but I know I could give you my love. All of my love, and that's all we would need. Please…" he put his hands on my face and looked into my eyes.

"Ron, I can't. I love Draco. I want you to be my friend; I can't live without your friendship. Don't make me choose. Ron, you are breaking my heart." tears were silently falling down my face.

"Oh Gods Hermione, this is too hard. I love you too much. I don't know if I can just be friends with you ever again. My whole self aches for you. I think it would be best if we stayed away from each other for a while." tears rolled down his red cheeks.

"Ron, my wedding, I want you to be there. I want you to be happy for me; I don't want you to stay away. I want you to be Ron again, my friend." I sobbed and pulled him into a hug. He pulled away quickly. Like my skin burned him.

"Don't Hermione, just don't." he looked down at the carpet again.

"I've hugged you hundreds of times, as friends." I looked at him and pulled his gaze from the floor.

"If you touch me now, I will just want more and more. I don't know why, but I can't control myself around you. Please…just let me be. Go and be happy, leave me to my own self-loathing." he tried to stand up but he faltered, and I caught him. Just then Draco walked into the hall and saw him with his hands on me. In a split second Draco was upon us shoving Ron off of me.

"Draco, he just stumbled, he wasn't trying to…" I was screaming, but it was too late. He was pounding Ron farther into the floor, hitting him over and over, until Ron lay motionless.

"Draco, what have you done? He didn't hurt me, we agreed for him to stay away and he just stumbled, oh gods, is he okay?" I leaned over Ron's unmoving body.

Draco just stood there, face pale with shock. His fists still balled up in rage. He was shaking and then he dropped to his knees.

"Oh Hermione, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to lose control. I thought he was trying to force you to do something again. I'm so sorry." tears were filling his pale eyes. "I'm no better than my father, please forgive me."

"He's still breathing, lets get him into the bedroom, Harry give us a hand."

The three of us lifted him onto Harry's bed. The rest of the guests, with the exception of Ginny had made a quiet exit. Ginny came running in to see Ron.

"What happened to him?" she asked howling.

"Draco thought he was trying to hurt me again, he hit him and knocked him unconscious." I told her in a soothing voice. "It was a misunderstanding, and I will explain everything later. For now everyone leave the room so I can wake him." everyone quietly walked out and shut the door behind them. Draco gave me a weak look as he left, I knew he was sorry and didn't mean it, but for now I needed to get him to wake up. I pointed my wand at him and whispered,

"Rennervate" and immediately I saw him stir. His blue eyes fluttered awake, but his face was a bloody mess. I pointed my wand at him again and said;

"Episkey" his nose healed and some of the swelling lessened. I needed to get the blood off of him to check any further damage.

"Accio washcloth" and instantly a wet washcloth zoomed in the door.

Gently, I washed his face, as he looked at me longingly. When all the blood was gone, I noticed there was no lasting damage.

"You okay?" I asked him softly.

"Yeah, I guess so." he replied. "I hope there won't be any scars on my beautiful face." he was laughing softly.

"There won't be." I said and I ran my hand along his cheek. "You scared me for a minute there."

"I'm sorry about all this Hermione; I can't control my feelings for you. I need to get away for a while and get my life together."

"What about the wedding, I need my best friends there." I wept.

"I just can't. Harry and Ginny will be there, but I can't watch the woman I love marry someone else. Just go and I will be fine."

I stood up to walk out; tears were streaming from my eyes.

"Hermione…" he called softly.

"Yes"

"I love you."

I turned and walked into the living room, and we left to go home.