Chapter 3: If it's Over, Let it Go

Disclaimer: They aren't my characters they aren't my names.

"I went to the hospital wing to see if you were okay. Imagine my surprise when you weren't there." She took her stuff from him with a huff. "You could have a concussion why aren't you at the Hospital Wing?"

She moved out of the doorway and motioned him inside. "I know how to take care of myself." She slammed the door shut. Malfoy came out of the bathroom looking confused and annoyed. He gave Harry a death glare and Harry returned it.

"Thanks again, Granger." She nodded and Malfoy retreated back to his room.

Harry turned to her, "Thanks for what?"

"I patched him up. No big deal."

"No big deal? He's your enemy! You hate him." Harry was getting frustrated. He ran his hand through his hair. Hermione, who normally found that action attractive, was highly annoyed.

"You're acting like I fucked him or something! You hate him, he's your enemy. I don't care what he's done in the past. I've let it go. After this summer, I let it all go. That hate didn't solve anything. And neither does the fighting."

Harry gritted his teeth. "He's the one that got you hurt."

She sat on the couch and put her head in her hands, "Last I checked, it was Ron's fist that did this, not Malfoy's."

"So now you're blaming Ron."

"Now, you're putting words into my mouth! I never blamed Ron. I was just stating that Malfoy didn't hit me."

"No, but he started it."

"Why, because he said something to taunt Ron?" Hermione blushed remembering what Malfoy had told her. She hoped that it wouldn't be the topic of the conversation. "Ron needs to keep himself in check. This has been going on for years, Ron knows better and you should too."

"Do you know what Malfoy said to Ron?"

"Why don't you enlighten little, simple me?" She was getting fed up with this whole situation.

"He told Ron you had a thing for me."

She laughed and sarcastically pretended to be shocked. "You know what? I do have a thing for you. Hell, I've had a thing for you for a long time now. Even though it's true, it really shouldn't have caused a fucking pointless fight! We all know that!" She covered her mouth in real shock. She hadn't meant to say all of that.

"Malfoy has been taunting us for years!" Obviously, he was choosing to ignore her other comments, and that was fine for Hermione.

"We were just as cruel as he was. We've said our share of rude comments. Not to mention, I've hit him on more than a few occasions and he never retaliated. Never. So if you want to point fingers, we're all guilty."
"You're joking, right?"

"Grow up Harry!"

"What the hell happened to you? You used to be so damn sensible!"

"Let it go. It's over, now let it go." She walked towards the door and opened it and ushered him out.

He turned back to face her, "You may be over it, but Ron and I can't." He walked away.

Quietly she whispered, "I'm over all of it." She shut the door and walked back into the common room. She checked to make sure that Malfoy was still in his room. Seeing that he was, she sauntered over to the windowsill. She quickly popped it open. As she hopped up onto the sill, she pulled a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. Before she lit it she checked to see if Malfoy was still in his room. He was. Hermione lit it and took a long drag.

'Why did I just throw away my friendship?' Deep down she knew she really hadn't done anything wrong. She also knew that she upset Harry, she knew he would tell Ron, she knew they would both be angry with her. But at this moment she really didn't care. She was tired of fighting everyone and everything that came their way. It was time for her to grow up. She knew that eventually they would get over being angry with her, they always had.

Absorbed in her own thoughts she never heard the door click. She didn't even realize Malfoy had left his room until he was standing next to her.

"You know…"Hermione jumped and dropped her cigarette onto her skirt. "Smoking is bad for you."

"Bloody hell!" She grabbed the cigarette off her skirt and shorted it. "Shit, Malfoy! I could lit myself on fire."

He laughed as she brushed away the ashes. "What, on earth, would possess Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Princess, to smoke?"

She attempted to move off the sill, but Malfoy refused to move. She tried to push him out of the way, but he adjusted his body in between her legs. Placing his hands on either side of her, making sure she couldn't move. "When do you plan on answering my question?"

"If I had a choice, never. Seeing as how I'm not really in a position to refuse. I started this summer. I got really stressed and in order to calm me down my cousin bought me a pack, and I guess now I'm addicted. Happy?" Her body was on fire. His body that close to her was making her nerve endings go crazy. She could feel her face getting red. She put her hands on his chest and once again tired to push him away.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"Are you enjoying making me uncomfortable?"

He smiled, "Sort of. I mean it is in my job description."

When she looked in his eyes she was surprised that she didn't see a shred of hate or malice. The only thing she saw was amusement and laughter. This was Draco Malfoy, prince of Slytherin, and she was confused. When had he learned how to hold laughter in those steely eyes of his? "Could you please move?" He shook his head no. "Fine." She leaned back and grabbed the shorted cigarette. She lit it and blew the smoke in his face. He waved the smoke away. Still, he remained smiling. As he lifted his hand she flinched, certain he was going to slap her. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette.

"Have a light?"

She laughed and sparked her lighter. Holding towards his face allowing him to light his cigarette. After he was done he backed away from her. Her body gave a collective sigh of relief. "So I won't tell if you don't?"

He sat on the couch, "Deal."

"To think I was hiding it from you for no reason. I really thought you would have turned my ass in."

"Yeah, but I had to weigh my options. It's easier for me to just smoke around the common room instead of hiding in hallways and such. Plus, your ass is too nice to turn in." At the last comment Hermione blushed really hard.

Perched at her seat on the windowsill, she looked at her Slytherin counterpart. To say that Hermione was confused about why he was acting like this was an understatement. Right now though, she wasn't thinking about his behavior. Actually, she wasn't really thinking at all. She was openly staring at him. His dress shirt was unbuttoned revealing his black beater (muscle shirt, tank top) and his nicely built chest that it covered. His arm muscles were easily noticeable through the dress shirt. She had to admit, his body was almost flawless. As for his facial features, they were completely flawless, not a blemish on his face. His eyes, his eyes were beautiful enough to get lost in. His lips were kissable. They were full and pink.

He noticed her staring. He licked his lips in a seductive manner and she snapped out of her trance. "See something you like Granger."

Shrugging, "Maybe." She took the last drag of her cigarette. After stubbing it out she walked over to the fireplace and threw it into the fire then watched it turn to ash. When she turned around he was standing behind her. She jumped.

"Just maybe?"

"Just maybe." She had planned on just walking past him, but as usual he had other ideas. He stopped her with his arm and pushed her against the wall. In her mind, she was telling herself to be scared, but in all actuality she was excited. She knew he wouldn't hurt her, he had proven that twice today. As his lips came closer to hers, her mind was screaming at her to move, or do something. But her body just gave in.

At first it was soft and sweet. He hadn't really expected her to respond in a positive manner. Maybe a knee to the groin or a slap across the face, but the fact that she actually responded stunned him. He placed his hands softly on her hips, and flicked his tongue along her lip asking for entrance. He knew he was pushing it, but he had gotten this far, why not. She parted her lips allowing him entrance.

After battling for dominance, Draco won. Slowly he left her mouth and began traveling down her jaw to her neck. He left light kisses at first, but when Hermione let out a moan he couldn't help himself. He began sucking on her neck.

Hermione was mentally scolding herself the entire time, but she couldn't help enjoying it. She was running her hand up and down his chest and the other one was tangled in his hair. She let the moan that she had been holding. 'Damn.'

His hands had started wondering in opposite directions. His left hand began traveling upwards slowly. He wanted to give her time to move his hand if she didn't want it there. He was about to cup her chest when there knock on the door.

"Fuck." He dropped his hand back to her hips. Hermione came back to reality. She took the bandage that was on his lip all the way off. "Ouch, that hurt."

"Get over it." He went to kiss her again, when the knock on the door resounded again.

"Hermione?" They heard from outside. It was Ron. "Hermione? Are you in there?"

Hermione pushed Draco backward. "You need to go back to your room." He didn't move. "Please? He'll freak out worse than Harry. Please?"

"Fine." But instead of going directly to his room he moved his hand toward her face. She tried to move away. "Will you stop moving? Unless you want him to see the smeared lipstick." Ron knocked louder.

She stopped fidgeting and let his wipe away the lip-gloss. "Gloss." He looked at her funny. "I don't wear lipstick, it was lip-gloss." He nodded and kissed her softly. He turned and ran up the stairs to hi room. She ran to the mirror to make sure the rest of her make up wasn't messed up. She wiped her running eyeliner and fixed her lip-gloss again.

"Hermione!" Ron was yelling louder than ever.

"I'm coming. I'm coming." She opened the portrait smiling. "Feeling better?"

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