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Revenge and a Secret Meeting

"Are you crazy?" Draco blurted out from instinct. "I am not telling them ANYTHING!"

"Yeah, you are, or I will," Ginny said calmly.

"Ginny, come on…this isn't fair. We can't…they'll kill us…Ron…"Hermione pleaded.

"I can't let you guys get away with this. Hermione, you're my best friend, I can't let this go on. What if Ron catches you two, it'll be worse! Tell them now and maybe they'll understand," Ginny said.

"THEY WILL NOT UNDERSTAND GINNY! THEY COULD NEVER UNDERSTAND!" Hermione screamed and marched off, fuming.

"I'll tell them," Draco said maturely and walked off to catch up with Hermione. How could he possible tell them? They would attack him and think him to be insane. Then again, they probably wouldn't believe him if he told them. Hermione would have to be there.

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"Hey Hermione!" Ron called across the Great Hall as Draco and Hermione were about to leave for class. Hermione stopped and Draco followed suit. Ron caught up, out of breath.

"Hey Ron," Hermione said uneasily. Ginny had promised to give them a week to tell them, and it had already been four days. Time was running out.

"I know we're dating and all, but I wanted to ask you this. Would you go to the Halloween Ball with me?" he said, shifting his feet. Hermione gulped.

"I can't," she croaked. Draco shot her a look. She shook her head. Ron was staring at her with disbelief.

"Why not?" he complained. Hermione looked even more uneasy at this statement. What was she doing? He thought desperately.

"I'm going with someone else," she said very quietly. Ron looked furious and his face turned very red.

"Who, exactly, is going with my girlfriend to the ball?" he replied, looking even more furious.

"Me," Draco said simply, finally catching on. Ron gave a hearty laugh and was calming down. He kissed Hermione on the cheek.

"Oh, that was a good one Hermione. Ah, you know how to get to a guy," he said while chuckling.

"We're serious," Hermione muttered. Ron looked at her in disbelief. Ginny and Harry wandered over.

"What's going on?" Harry asked tensely. Ginny gave Hermione a weak smile. Hermione led the group out of the Hall so they wouldn't make a scene.

"Fine! You know what, fine! You want to know what's going on Harry? Well here is the long story for you. Me and Draco are going to the Ball together. We've been dating for about two weeks, ok?" Hermione huffed all in one breath. Ron's eyes were bugging out and Harry's fists were clenched.

"You ch-cheated on me? With him?" Ron choked and pointed at Draco. Hermione had tears running down her face.

"I'm sorry Ron but I don't like you like that. I like Draco, ok! And if you guys can't understand that then I guess we can't be friends," Hermione sobbed and ran away. Draco made to run after her, but Ron's hand grabbed his robe, twisting him around.

Ron's fist collided with Draco jaw and Draco fell. His hand was in his pocket faster than Ron's and he drew his wand, yelling, "Expelliarmus!" Ron was knocked off his feet and flew 10 feet and landed hard on the ground. Draco accio-ed Ron's wand and pocketed it.

"Don't make me hurt you Weasley, because I will. Attacking me isn't going to bring her back, do you understand? I didn't do this to make you angry, or to get revenge, ok?" Draco said calmly and clearly. Harry stood up from Ron's side and walked over to Draco.

"Yes, but whose idea was it for Hermione to cheat on Ron? You guys must have been going out already when Ron asked her, so what's this business?" Harry said, sneering slightly. Surprisingly, Draco smiled.

"That was Hermione's idea. She said it would mislead people. If she was dating Weasley, no one could suspect us. No one except Ginny over there," he said triumphantly.

"How could she like you?" Ron said, now regaining his strength.

"Listen, I don't know. But I really like her, and it's really none of your business. But if you seriously want to make her life a lot easier," he said while flipping Ron's wand in the air to him, "you may want to consider accepting me and her dating. Oh yeah, and don't tell anyone," he finished. He threw Ron's wand back at him and stalked off, their confused expressions still in his head.

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BOOM!

"What was that?" Hermione wondered aloud to Draco. Draco shrugged and turned back to his magazine. BOOM! "Come on, Draco, let's go find out what that is."

"Why?" he drawled lazily.

"We are the Head Girl and Boy. It is our job to help teachers with any trouble!" she explained and grabbed her wand off the table. Draco grudgingly followed her out of the common room. BOOM!

"It's coming from upstairs, judging by the muffled sounds, I'd say 7th floor," Draco said. Hermione stared at him. Distance had always been a specialty of his, and he loved outsmarting the Gryffindor know-it-all, even if she was his girlfriend.

Hermione led the way upstairs, and they clearly saw what was going on. Ron and Harry were having a wizard's duel, and Harry had apparently knocked over a few things. Ron was on the ground, panting, and bleeding slightly. Harry was in a better state, but he was clutching a hand to his chest. There were a crowd of spectators around them, but if one of them got to close, a magically force field pushed them back.

Draco tested the force field and found it to be strong. "Finite Incantatem!" he said, shooting the spell at the invisible wall. He stepped into their fighting 'arena'.

"Well, well, well, we are in trouble. Weasley, you're bleeding there, to the hospital wing with you. Potter you should go also I think; broken rib it looks like. Finnigan, Longbottom, make sure they get there in one piece. I'll be seeing McGonagall about you two," Draco said, taking charge. Hermione stepped forward.

"And note that 30 points will be taken from Gryffindor house, and both of you will receive a weeks worth of detentions. With me," she added. If Draco was shocked, it was nothing compared to Harry and Ron's faces. They gaped at her with expressions that mirrored a fish out of water. Nonetheless, they allowed themselves to be escorted by Neville and Seamus to the hospital wing.

"Nice touch there, Head Girl!" Draco complimented, but he was the only one. Angry faces surrounded her as the Gryffindors raged about the point deduction. "Traitor," they muttered, "disloyal to her house and friends." Hermione sighed and trudged back to her common room. Draco went to find Professor McGonagall.

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Draco soared through the air, searching desperately for the snitch. He dodged a bludger and dove under Crabbe, Blaise, and Goyle to reach the other end of the pitch. He turned around, eyes darting around, and noticed a group of students on the ground; the Gryffindor quidditch team. Angry, he flew down and landed next to Harry.

"Whatcha doing here, Potter?" he asked. His team flew down to stand next to him and find out what was going on. Crabbe and Goyle surrounded him like body guards.

"Quidditch practice!" Potter responded. There was something about his tone that Draco didn't like. He eyed him curiously.

"Sorry, Potter, you see, you have to book the pitch to practice, and I believe I have done that. For Slytherin, not Gryffindor," he said politely. His surrounding teammates cackled lightly and threw dirty looks at the opposing team.

"Sorry, Malfoy, you see, I have a note here from Professor McGonagall, and I don't believe you do," he sneered. This time the Gryffindor team burst out laughing. Harry read the note aloud.

I hereby give the Gryffindor team to use the pitch today for practice, owing to the fact that the Slytherin team is full of ugly, bullying gits, and is captained by an even greater ugly, bullying, meddlesome git.

The entire Gryffindor team let out shrieks of laughter. Harry was doubled up on the ground, and Ron was slapping his thigh with his hand. Ginny was rolling on the ground and seemed to be having trouble breathing.

Draco launched himself at Harry and was held back only by Hermione, who was struggling to keep a hold on his quidditch robes. "You-are-Head-Boy!" she grumbled while trying to restrain Draco's attempts to cause serious pain to the Gryffindor captain. Harry was still laughing.

Draco stopped trying to attack Harry and was panting. "That was a nasty little trick you played on him, Harry, getting him back from second year!" Hermione shrieked. "Go away now, leave the team alone to practice in peace!"

"Yeah, Harry, we better," Ron said seriously, "Before his Father comes and buys them some new brooms." He put his nose in the air and drawled lazily, "My father, Weasley, can afford the best."

The Gryffindor team howled more with laughter, and Draco dove onto Ron.

There was a scuffle as Ron's yells were drowned out by Draco yelling, "Don't ever insult me again!" and Blaise Zabini yelling," Get him Draco!" Hermione shrieked and grabbed Draco and pulled him off of Ron. She twisted him around as he yelled, "Get off me!" She kissed his tender lips to make him shut up. His arms snaked around her waist and she put her arms around his neck. She broke the kiss and looked at him. He suddenly understood; she couldn't choose between her friends and him, they would have to get along if he didn't want to lose her.

Draco walked over, took Ron by the hand, and helped him up. "Sorry mate," he grumbled and walked off to the changing rooms. He took a long shower and waited until all of his teammates had left before getting out of his stall. He grabbed his broom and shouldered it.

No one was outside waiting for him this time, not that he had expected it. He mounted his broom and flew around all of Hogwarts. He soared over the forest for a bit, and even let him feet glide on top of the cool lake before turning in for the night. It was already very late and if he was caught he would have a lot to explain.

He met no one until he came past the Charms corridor. He could hear voices coming from an unused classroom. It seemed like two people were arguing. He edged closer for the better to hear.

"The Dark Lord is very busy, Dumbledore, he is no time for him now, but soon he will find time." This was, undoubtedly, the voice of Professor Snape. Snape and Dumbledore must be having a meeting, but why here? He moved closer to the door so he was only inches from it.

"Yes, Severus, very well. But what do we do with young Mr. Malfoy? Surely he wishes to be like his father, no doubt?" Dumbledore responded.

"I have never asked him of his loyalties, sir."

"You may do so now then, for he is listening outside this door Severus."

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Alright, a short chapter, but that seemed like a good spot to stop. I only got three reviews, but I promised it by Monday night, and its Monday night here. (U.S. Eastern time). My vacation was wonderful, pretty good weather, but I'm psyched to be back and writing. I want some more reviews! Ok, so here's the recognition for those nice people who DID review. Thanks a lot!

ImmortalJuliet- I'm glad you like it, and here's another chapter!

theBomb- Here's my update and you will see a lot of "furious" Ron in future chapters. I feel like I rushed the relationship but there will be problems. And, actually, my sister is older than me. I'm fourteen and she's about to turn eighteen. She reads fanfiction but doesn't write it, but still, she spends a lot of time on the computer.

Tgmoxie- Thanks for another review! And I love how Ginny is making the two confess too haha. Hence, why I made her do it. Keep reviewing, I hope you liked this chapter.