A play about Hermione Granger

Scene 9 The First Big Fight

Two weeks later in the Malfoy Manor, Hermione and Draco seen in Draco's bed. Draco wearing black pajama pants, no shirt, Hermione wearing large green and silver plaid pajama's and a red baseball cap

HG: I love your school pajamas, Draco.

DM: You can keep them Mione, I never wear them.

HG: I like your hat too, it smells just like you.

DM: That's my lucky hat. I used to wear it all the time.

HG: I really don't want to go back to Hogwarts tomorrow.

DM: So don't. We'll get married and stay here. My family can afford it.

HG: Are you crazy? My parents would kill me. Besides, what about school?

DM: Don't need it.

HG: What do you mean we don't need it?

DM: Well, we love each other don't we? We've proved that enough times since we came here. We can live like this forever.

HG: Draco, I have to finish school, and so do you. A lot of people are counting on us. Plus, after the 23rd, we can tell people that we're dating. Then we can be seen in public together. No more hiding in broom closets.

DM: Alright then. Mione, I have a present for you.

HG: For me?

DM: Absolutely. (takes small box out of bed stand) Here you go.

HG: (opens it) Oh Draco, it's beautiful! box contains ring of twisted gold and silver, with a ruby and an emerald. Initials DM are in the emerald and HG in the ruby. I love it. (fumbles, trying to put it on.)

DM: Here, let me. (takes ring and slips it onto her finger) Just think, at the end of seventh year I'll be doing this again, only then I'll be asking you to be Mrs. Hermione Malfoy.

HG: You really want to marry me?

DM: (jumps up) Of course! In fact, marry me tonight! If Fudge can keep a secret marriage through a year of school, then so can we.

HG: Draco, you know we can't do that yet. I'm sorry.

DM: (angrily) Why not? Don't you love me enough? I thought you did!

HG: (pleadingly) Draco, please, calm down. I love you but I can't marry you. We're still too young for that.

DM: You didn't feel that way last night!

HG: Calm down! What would make you think that?

DM: (storming mad) If you were pregnant, I'd have to marry you! And you've certainly had plenty of chances to get pregnant too! In the coach on the way here, in that closet at Fudge's party, plenty of times in my room, and once or twice on the dining room table! You love me enough for that, but not to marry me!

HG: Draco, we would be in such a mess if I were pregnant.

DM: (in an absolute rage) Why? Afraid to have my baby? Is that it? Would you be afraid to tell your precious Harry and Ron that you were having a Malfoy's child? Or have you been doing them too? Could I even be sure it was mine if you were pregnant? How many other guys have you been sleeping with behind my back? How many, Hermione, How many?

HG: (cowering on the bed) None, Draco. I never dated before, I've never been completely alone with a boy, and I've never kissed anyone else. You are the first boy I ever loved like this.

DM: (stops in the middle of the room, calmed down a bit) I am?

HG: Yes, Draco, and now I'm scared to death of you. I'm going back to Hogwarts today instead of tomorrow. (moves around, gathering her things) We need some time apart, Draco. I need to reconsider this relationship. (takes off the ring and lays it on the side table) Here's your ring Draco. (takes off hat and gives it to him as she walks out the door) and here's your lucky hat.(shuts door)

DM: And here's to giving a damn about you! (throws hat across the room and falls back onto the bed covering his face.)

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