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Chapter 8 – Fights and Making Out

The next day was Saturday so Hermione woke up late, dressed, and went down for lunch in the Great Hall. She tried to avoid Harry and Ron who were waving from across the room.

"You trying to ignore them too?" Ginny asked.

"Yeah," replied Hermione.

"Harry already tried talking to me, but I told him to get lost. Then Ron came and asked for you, and I told him that you didn't want anything to do with him."

"You're right, I don't want to ever speak to him again," said Hermione, "and not to a certain blond either," she addedin her thoughts.

Hermione and Ginny decided to do homework in the Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione was working on a History of Magic essay when she heard the portrait hole open and saw two people enter.

"Hi," said Ron.

Hermione pursed her lips and continued working.

"Look, I'm sorry for whatever I did!"

Hermione looked at him, "You mean you honestly don't know what you did wrong?"

"Well, no, is it about the Halloween Ball?" Ron said a little embarrassed. Hermione ignored him and kept on writing.

"It's about me dancing with all the other girls isn't it? It's not my fault they find me irresistible. You have no right to be jealous. It's not like you own me or anything!" Ron said angrily.

Rage boiled inside of her and she exploded, "Jealous? Who said anything about being jealous? You would be the last person I would feel jealous about! As I recall, it was you who asked me to the ball wasn't it? You could've at least stuck with me for one night couldn't you? After that you could flirt with and snog whomever you want! I don't care what you fucking do with your life Ron because I have no intention of being a part of it! Ronald Weasley, you are the most insensitive person I have ever met. I don't want anything to do with you!"

With that, she grabbed all her stuff and ran out through the portrait hole. She kept on running all the way back to her room.

Hermione ran through the portrait hole to her room and sat down angrily on the bed. There was knocking at the door.

"Go-Away!" Hermione said through clenched teeth.

"It's me, I'm coming in!" said a familiar arrogant voice that just happened to be Draco.

Hermione calmed down, "No, go away!" The portrait swung open and Malfoy walked in. Hermione stared at him.

He smirked, "Pansy told me the password long ago. This is not the first time I've been in here." Hermione was horrified which made Malfoy smirk even more.

"Well, what do you want? Oh, you want Pansy? I think she's in the bathroom," she said.

"No, I actually came to see what got you all riled up," said Malfoy.

"Why should you care? It could be you, it could be Harry, it could be Ron, it could be anybody! So why do u fucking-"

Hermione stopped talking because Malfoy suddenly crossed the room and put a finger to her lips, silencing her.

"Are you always this forward?" she asked breathlessly.

He smirked, "Only when I have to be."

"Get your fucking hands off me!"

Malfoy smiled at her stubbornness. "What are you smirking about?" she demanded.

"Nothing, nothing," he said smugly. She turned away, and he added, "You know, I think I like you better when you're all angry."

Hermione turned, "Excuse me?" Malfoy grinned at her. She sighed, "Just go, get out!"

"No, I don't think I will," Malfoy said playfully.

"Did you hear me wrong? I said to GO AWAY!" she said angrily. "Why do you insist on provoking me?"

Malfoy replied to this by pressing his lips down onto hers with a kiss that was so deep that it felt like it was bottomless. He then got up and walked out like it never happened knowing that he was leaving her wanting more.

He grinned, "Not yet mudblood, we've only just started!" he thought to himself.

The portrait hole swung shut as he walked out leaving Hermione quite speechless indeed. She touched her swollen lips tenderly. That had been her first kiss; strange how it had come from someone who she hated. Or at least thought she hated.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open revealing a very furious looking Pansy.

"I can't believe you just fucking did that!" she shrieked. "Even after you knew how much I liked him!"

"Whoa, I'm not sure if you noticed but he was the one who made the move on me!" Hermione retorted.

"Why the fucking hell would he want to do that?" Pansy sneered.

"Oh gee, I don't know, maybe because he might actually like me?" said Hermione sarcastically.

"Why would he want you? Tell me, why would the Slytherin Prince, who could get any girl in the world, want with a mudblood such as yourself? Don't try and convince yourself that he cares about you because he doesn't. He doesn't care about anyone. Mark my words, he doesn't want you, he wants what you can do for him."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" said Hermione, shocked.

"Just what I said, he wants what you can do for him. Get it through your head Granger, he wants to use you. And then just like a dirty rag, he's going to throw you away, just like that!" Pansy stomped out of the room clearly happy with the insults she had just passed leaving Hermione to ponder about what was just said.

Ooooh…Pansy you whore! Sorry about the shortness…I just couldn't think of anything else that would make this chapter longer…oh well, its straight to the point…anyone besides me think Pansy is a bitch? Lol…please Review!