(A/N: So, here is the fourth chapter in my story. I am getting so many wonderful reviews, I love it! If you want anything in particular to happen in a later chapter, go ahead and tell me—I appreciate your input. I'm SO SORRY for the long wait. I've been really busy. TT Please forgive. Once again, R&R, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I STILL don't own any of these characters. So, MAHR!
Chapter 4Hermione awoke to 4 dozen roses sitting upon the coffee table. She smiled and rubbed her eyes, then leaned over and smelled them. They were beautiful, blushing pink flowers that made her feel so happy that it didn't matter that her innocence was stolen away. It didn't matter that she had missed almost an entire day of school. It didn't matter that she'd been skipping out on her friends and duties as Head Girl. It didn't matter that there was a Draco sleeping… on the floor next to the couch.
He stirred, and sat up with a start. "Oh… good morning."
"Hey, bedhead. How'd you sleep?" she asked, smiling broadly.
"Uhm… I slept… well. Yeah, I'm going to go to my room now." He dashed up to his room, opened the bathroom door, and plunked down on the edge of the tub, holding his head in his hands. I just spent the night with a mudblood. What the bloody HELL was I doing sleeping with a mudblood? I even smelled and stroked her hair… I let her rest her head on me! But… those eyes… …NO. I'm NOT falling in love with a mudblood. No matter how pretty her eyes are. Or how gorgeous she looks whe—
Hermione knocked on the door. "Draco? Draco, I need to use the restroom. Kindly get out…"
Draco sighed and turned the water in the tub on. "Just, come in, I'm only showering," he called out to her.
Hermione blushed. He wants me in the bathroom while he's showering? …He may be gorgeous, but I'm not going to give in to that hot body… "No, thanks, Draco. Either get out of the bathroom, or I'll tinkle in your room."
The water stopped running, and she heard footsteps scamper and a door slam behind them. She laughed to herself and walked in to the steamy bathroom, settling on the porcelain toilet and looking around the room. She smirked, spotting Draco's boxers laying in a pool of water and soap bubbles almost 2 feet from her toes. Laughing slightly and rejuvenated, she finished her business and walked out of the bathroom, yelling to Draco that it was alright for him to continue his shower.
While Draco was busy using up all the hot water, Hermione set off to the Great Hall for a bit of breakfast before the food would vanish from the plates. After walking through the tall, oak doors, she froze. Him… Ron sat opposite his raven-haired companion, and the two looked as though they were engaged in an intense conversation. She strode over to the two and hugged Harry, ruffling his hair and bidding him a good morning before rushing to join Ginny at the far end of the table. She could feel Ron's eyes upon her, burning into her mind. She shuddered and sat down, taking a sip of pumpkin juice and trying hard not to glance in his direction.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked her, biting her lower lip.
"Wha—oh… nothing, I suppose. Just… I…" Hermione looked down at her plate and pushed it away in disgust. "I'm not feeling that great. I'm just going to go lie down, k, Gin?"
Ginny nodded her head slowly, watching her friend as she stood from the table. She could tell that something was up, but she wasn't about to press her friend any further.
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Ron had spotted his love leaving the Great Hall and resolved to win her over once more. He said his goodbyes to anyone that could hear him, then chased after her. "Hermione!" he called out in desperation. "Hermione, wait!"
She paused ahead for a moment, then began to walk at a quicker pace.
"Hermione, stop! It's me, Ron!" He had finally naught up to her and was determined to make her listen.
"Ronald Weasley, you are the reason why I am afraid to leave my bedroom door unlocked. You are the reason why I walk so quickly in these halls. You are the reason why I do not sit near our mutual friends during meals. You are the reason why I am constantly glancing over my shoulder. You are the reason why I cry myself to sleep and wake up from nightmares of your hideous deeds. I beg you—leave me alone." Her strides were longer and faster, as though she was in a hurry to escape him. What's gotten in to her?
"Hermione—Hermione, WAIT!" he cried, slumping to the floor, reaching after his beloved.
Hermione stopped abruptly, then turned to face him. "Ronald Weasley, I am giving you one last chance. Leave me alone, or so help me God, I will hex you!"
Ron laughed. She always threatened him with a hex—so much, in fact, that it had become routine. He walked towards her, smiling broadly, stopping but a few inches from her face. He touched her cheek—she shivered at his touch. "You have such soft, lovely skin," he mused, then bringing his hand to her hair. "and such beautiful, silky locks," he cooed, then bringing his fingertips to her lips. "and such wonderfully sultry lips. Hermione, please, let me kiss you."
Hermione trembled. She wants me to kiss her, she's just too afraid… Ron took the initiative and leaned forward. Startled, Hermione kneed him in the groin, then stood, bewildered at what she had done. She quickly regained her composure and stared coldly at the cowering figure on the floor, clutching his manly bits.
"I gave you a clear warning, Ronald. You must learn to respect my space and my will. Please, do not attempt a stunt like that again. It's both damaging to your ego and wearing away at my patience." Ready to run away from the situation, but feeling as though there was one thing left to do, she looked him in the eye and gave her decree. "20 points from Gryffindor, Mister Weasley. Please, do refrain from assaulting your superiors in the future."
(A/N: So…. There was chapter 4! I am SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO Soooooooooooooooo sorry for the wait, guys! I hope I haven't lost too many readers… :bites lip: Anyway. The next chapter WILL be coming soon! I am on a ROLL! Anywho, R&R! I love reviews! I will love you more if you give me ideas on future chapters, and maybe a title!
--Cho-cho