The next morning Hermione just decided to forget about the kiss. She knew it was just to make Pansy jealous.
And Malfoy was pointedly ignoring her.
Hermione sighed.
But she couldn't help thinking about what Pansy said...
So Lucius thought I was "dangerous"?
"What makes him think I am dangerous?" said Hermione outloud.
Ron looked at her.
"I don't know what you are talking about Hermione but yes, sometimes you can be dangerous, so I can see what the guy is talking about," said Ron insensitively.
This struck a nerve.
"What do you mean, I'm dangerous?" said Hermione dangerously whispering.
Ron looked at her again. "Well for one thing you get mad pretty easy. And when you have a boyfriend or a crush one minute you are mad at that person and the next minute you love him. And you know pretty good hexes. You defend yourself a lot. Your dangerous. You play with boys hearts," said Ron simply.
Hermione stared at him.
"How do you know all this?" said Hermione suspiciously.
"Hermione, I've known you since I was eleven," said Ron, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Well I guess now that you consider me a dangerous woman," went on Hermione.
"Oh shut it Hermione, you know what I meant," said Ron, waving a piece of bacon in the air.
Harry grumbled.
"I hate bacon," he said haughtily.
"Why?" said Ron, scandalized.
"Because it reminds me of Dudley."
Ron and Hermione glanced at each other and then burst out laughing.
Harry looked disgruntled for a minute and joined into the laughing.
The Golden Trio seemed to be in a jolly mood that morning...
Draco was leading a different life on the Slytherin side.
"Drakie Poo, I know that you didn't mean it when you kissed her," said Pansy, in an annoying high pitched voice.
Draco glared at her.
"I didn't, did I?" he said menacingly.
"But she's a mudblood!" protested Pansy.
"So?" said Draco sharply.
"Well I told your father!" exclaimed Pansy.
"Told your father what?" said Blaise interested.
Draco let out a scream of frustration.
He knew that the kiss was causing him peer pain right now, but the person inside him didn't regret it one bit. He didn't know Granger's lips would cause the kiss to be so...fiery.
He betted Hermione didn't regret it either.
He smirked his self satisfied smirk.
But the Draco Malfoy that was a daddy's boy knew that Malfoy's weren't to mix blood with mudbloods.
So he knew that eventually Pansy was destined to be his wife.
Draco cringed at the thought of having to wake up next to her every morning.
He didn't even like the idea of sitting next to her at breakfast.
It was going to be a very depressing life with Pansy.
Draco sighed and put his head in his hands.
Why was he worrying about the future now?
He expected a full blown bad letter about Granger. His father hated Granger.
Well his father never really cared about dating mudbloods because Lucius' brother married a mudblood and he got on very good terms with her.
A little too good... Malfoy shivered.
He heard the sound of laughter coming from the Gryfindor table.
It was a gentling, tickling, sound of laughter.
It was the laughter of Hermione.
It couldn't get off his mind.
Draco became very annoyed and fixed to depart from the breakfast table when a letter flew at his head.
(So is this good so far? A pretty boring chapter though...)