Romeo && Juliet: A Harry Potter Love Story Chapter VII
The next three days were hell for both Draco and Hermione. Hermione avoided Draco like he had contracted some sort of deadly contagious virus, which made it impossible for him to apologize to her. Hermione was shocked. Never in her life had a guy taken so much effort to just apologize to her, and this was her arch-enemy. Maybe he really did like her after all. But any thoughts like that were quickly squashed by her pessimistic conscience. She hated having to avoid him so, but she had her reputation to consider. And besides, what if Malfoy was just playing with her emotions? She'd make a mess out of herself all for nothing. No, it was best to avoid any sort of confrontation.
Friday night came all too soon for Hermione. Six o'clock… Seven thirty… Hermione sighed and got her stuff ready. She trudged to the Detention Room when suddenly someone tapped her shoulder. Her lightning fast reflexes kicked in as she punched the person, thinking it was Malfoy. She gasped as she saw whom she had hit: Professor Snape! "Oh my God… Professor, I'm so sorry! I thought you were someone else… Oh, I'm so sorry…" Snape scowled at her as he pushed aside her outstretched hand. "Unfortunately Miss Granger, Professor McGonagall has asked me to cancel tonight's detention as she needs to see you. Your detention has been postponed to next Wednesday. Now, go."
Hermione couldn't help but smile. Saved from detention! But then again, what could McGonagall possibly want with her? As far as she knew, she hadn't gotten into any trouble so far… As she ran off, Snape called out as an afterthought, "AND TWENTY POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR FOR HITTING A TEACHER!" She began the long walk back to McGonagall's office. "Granger?" Hermione bowed her head, not wanting to address the speaker. She walked faster. Another hand grasped her shoulder. "Hermione… Please. I'm sorry I got you into trouble, and I'm sorry about what happened in the hospital wing, alright?" Hermione still had her back turned, refusing to look at him. "No, it's NOT alright. Besides sorry doesn't even cover it. And… I was lying about what I said in the hospital wing. Anyway, I have to see McGonagall NOW." Draco shrugged. "So do I. Look Granger, although the potion Blaise gave you was mild, it was still effective. I know you like me and that's fine by me." Hermione whirled around to face him. "Oh, so now I've got your permission to like you, have I? Gods, I must have done something really bad to fall in love with a stupid, self centered, obnoxious GIT like you!" And with that, an angry, tearful Hermione slapped the blonde-haired boy and strode off, leaving him to nurse his throbbing cheek.
At nine fifteen, Hermione floated back into the Common Room, where Harry was sitting, with a grin that threatened to split her face in two. "Hey, Hermione," said Harry. "Why so cheerful?" Hermione couldn't help herself; she squealed. "Don't you mean Juliet?" Hermione asked, sitting down. "Hey, congrats, 'Mione! I knew you'd get the part." Hermione glowed. "Thanks. You know, I still can't quite believe it. I mean, this just feels so… surreal." Harry laughed. "Hey, you got the part. Stop complaining." She smiled. "Yeah, I know. Well anyway, I've gotta go finish my Transfiguration homework, so… see ya," she said as she got up to leave. She didn't notice Harry disappointedly pull back his arm that he was about to drape on her shoulders.
As Hermione made her way up to the girls' dormitory, she suddenly realized that McGonagall had also called up Malfoy. She froze. Then she brushed her thoughts of Malfoy being her Romeo away, blaming it on paranoia. 'I mean, there's no way McGonagall would have picked him… right?'
Bah. Short, I know. Sorry, but I'm working on chapter 8 right now which I'll post up as soon as I'm done. In the meantime… read and review!