So I kick out, I kick out before you cage me I'm shot down, I'm shot down til someone saves me cause I don't know how much more I can take so I kick out, I kick out before you cage me.
Oh I love that awesome song! (Kick Out by the Exies) I had to wait an insanely long time until the song actually downloaded but still. It was worth it.
Reviews reviews? *shakes a cup around* Oh well I'm not too concerned about this story getting reviews ^.^ My other HP stories aren't getting as much coverage as this one. lol
I've also been wondering: I've read some HP stories that well...suck. And they've got like 80 reviews! How?! How I ask?! They aren't organized, the characters are just running around screaming mindless things and most of the spelling is wrong. Comments?
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns these lovely charas!
Also I guess this chapter is a little on the PG-13 side because there's a lot of language. (Sort of) So beware!
Classes for the day were cut in half because of the half day. Hermione and Harry walked briskly out of their history class and back to the Gryffindor common room. Harry had gripped Hermione's hand possessively. Hermione was trying to fight off the urge to wrench free and just let him lead her.
They stopped directly in front of the Fat Lady who was currently fluffing her dress.
"Ye shall be as gods," Harry said.
"Enter."
The painting swung open and the first thing they heard was...music?
Draco rushed out of Charms and didn't slow his pace until he reached the Slytherin common room. Inside his room Draco rummaged around until he found two things: the Malfoy manor port key, and Potter's map.
Draco then neatly set them down while he punched the wall. Right now he felt like he could kill someone.
Damn that Potter! (A/N: harry POTTer lol)
Draco had seen in Potions class and Transfiguration how Potter had been snaking his arm around his Hermione the whole class period. It made him absolutely sick. Who the fuck did he think he was? Draco thrust his fist into the wall again, this time cracking the skin and blood leaked out.
"Well fuck that because I'm not going to sit around and watch that stinking shit all day," Draco whispered venomously, "If I see that son of a bitch one more time today I'll rip his bloody head off."
Draco yelled and punched the wall again. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. He had to calm down. But every time he pictured Hermione now it was with that dick holding her.
"Why dammit? Why Hermione..." Draco whispered, slumping down against the wall.
Hermione walked into the common room where Ron was sitting comfortably on a couch with four girls, she didn't even recognize them, kissing him. Hermione could almost feel Harry blush.
"Ron..." Hermione said darkly, "What are you doing? Is that my stereo?"
"I borrowed," kiss "it." kiss "Golly Hermione," kiss "I didn't" kiss "really" kiss "think" kiss "you'd mind."
"Ah...ha..." Harry said, still pretty red faced.
"Well be sure to put it back. I'm surprised you even knew how to work my stereo."
A girl draped across his chest with short black hair and hazel eyes giggled and winked at Hermione. Hermione raised her eyebrow at Ron. Ron laughed and said, "This is Lily. She's a muggleborn. She knew how to work it."
"Right," Hermione said.
"Well...um...H-Hermione maybe we should...?" Harry said softly.
"Yes let's start our date early. I'd gag if I had to be here," Hermione sighed, "When you fail don't come crying to me Ron."
"Yes, yes love." kiss
Harry walked out with Hermione close behind.
"Wait a minute 'Mione!" Ron called.
Hermione walked back quickly while Harry was waiting outside the painting, "What is it Ron?"
"Come here," Ron motioned.
Hermione went up to him, "What?"
"Honestly you've got to bend down 'Mione it's a secret!" Ron said.
Hermione bent down so he could efficiently whisper in her ear, "Yes?"
"Ah that's a good girl," Ron whispered, "Want to know my secret?"
"Well obviously," Hermione said.
"I love you," Ron grinned and kissed her full on the lips. Hermione blinked, and froze. Ron just laughed and then whispered, "But really 'Mione if you love Draco then I suspect he was getting mighty jealous when he saw you walking all day tied to Harry like that."
Hermione stood up so fast she almost fell over, "W-what do you mean?"
"I mean," Ron smiled innocently, "That you'd best go find him and kiss on him because if you don't...well...we all know how Malfoy is right?"
Hermione just blinked. Then she slowly turned around and walked back out to Harry. She must have seemed like she was in a daze because Harry kept shooting concerned glances at her. What could she do? Ron was right!
Draco walked through the Malfoy manor, pacing until his mother was ready to speak with him.
Draco had all sorts of things shooting through his mind. Visions of Potter on a stick, sex with Hermione, his father and Voldemort all happy and proud that he is going to be a death eater, and chocolate fudge. Of course chocolate fudge was just one of those extremely random thoughts that supposedly everyone had.
"Draco!" Narcissa smiled as she walked calmly up to her son. Narcissa had long pale blonde hair and shimmering blue eyes and fair skin. She was wearing a long blue flowered dress with lace and it flowed gracefully behind her as she walked, "How are you dear? What's the meaning of this unexpected visit? Really you should have let me know beforehand so that I could have made up your room or something."
'Or made me chocolate fudge' Draco smiled inwardly.
"Actually I just wanted to let you know that father has been instructed to make me a death eater," Draco said lifelessly.
"Oh," Narcissa replied, frowning, "Well...good...good work then."
"Yes well..." Draco said mumbling off, "I'd really rather not be associated with him."
"Oh..." Narcissa said, even softer, "Hmm..."
"Anyway," Draco said, starting on a different subject because he didn't like to see his mother sad, "How have you been, mother?"
"I've been fine," Narcissa smiled, "That's a silly question to ask."
"Maybe so," Draco said, "But I'm glad to see you're ok."
"What about you?" Narcissa said, sitting down in a velvet green chair, "Tell me what you've been up to."
"Uh well," Draco said, feeling the slightest bit of crimson creep up onto his cheeks, "Nothing out of the ordinary."
"I want to know," Narcissa said, "Please tell me in detail."
Draco nodded and sat down. He could trust his mother he believed. So he would tell her. Because she never really got out much and she needed to hear about his life.
"Well my life has been pretty busy lately. Father inflicted some curses on me and he wasn't very careful with them. He left and I was pretty badly injured. No one comes to check up on me or anything so I could have died. I dragged myself to someone I knew would help me, sort of. I passed out but she took me to the nurse's office and, as you can see, I'm fine. But father wants me to make this girl's life a living hell right? So even though she's this sweet girl I have to bully her. Naturally we have to do a project together and we work together like two civilized people who don't care about one another. But...we grew to like each other. I enjoyed her company more. And she enjoyed my company more. After a bit she told me that she liked me and...we had a kiss. But I didn't want anything to happen to her so...I basically did the stupidest thing I could think of and told her to bugger off. And now she's dating this other bloke that I want to strangle and I'm off to be a death eater."
"I see..." Narcissa said, the ends of her mouth twitching, "What will you do?"
"What will I do or what do I want to do?" Draco smiled, "I want to take her away with me so that we can both live unnoticable lives together but in reality I'm just going to let her have her boyfriend and I'm going to live an empty pathetic life as a death eater for her."
"Really Draco," Narcissa frowned, "That's one of the worst choices..."
"But it's the only choice."
"...Draco..." Narcissa sighed.
"It's alright, mother, really. Just don't tell father about this," Draco sighed, "And I'll catch up with you later ok?"
"I understand," Narcissa said, watching her son stand up and go back to Hogwarts.
He was going to meet with his father with the map while Hermione was going off on a date with Harry.
Draco sighed as he hiked up the road to the old cave. He really didn't want to do this.