A/N um...this is my first fic...so please...I'm begging you...please review...I need it for my inspiration to finish this fic...harharhar...I hope you'll like it...bye!
Disclaimer: i dont own some of the characters here...except the ones i'm going to create...
Chapter 2: Partners or Friends?
Since they left Hermione's compartment, they never spoke to each other. Hermione sat by the window, in front of her was Ginny. Beside Ginny was Harry. They were staring at Hermione for about two hours now. Hermione was so confused why they were staring at her. What happened to this two? Why are they staring at me? Hermione backs away from the window and glares at them. Receiving the glare, Harry straightens up and Ginny looks away. What's fucking wrong with this two? I have enough of this. I have to break it now…
"Ok…why is there some kind of silence in this fucking compartment?" Hermione looks at them. "Hermione, your language…please." Harry pleaded to her. Hermione who was looking innocent said, "What was wrong with my language?" Harry crossed his arms, "Hermione, why you're like this? I mean saying this…bad words…you're not like that. What's wrong?"
Hermione walks to Harry and leans on his shoulder. "I don't know, Harry. I'm just tired, I guess." She looks up at Harry. "Am I weird or something? Because I feel like it…" Seeing Harry and Hermione were having a dramatic conversation and seeing they need some privacy, Ginny stands up. "Harry, I'll just go to the bathroom."
Harry smiles at her. Ginny walks passed them, opened the door and steps outside. Hermione sees Ginny exits the compartment, "Do you think there's something wrong with her?" Harry ponders for a bit. "I don't know…maybe. Why aren't you speaking to Ginny, in the first place?"
Hermione shrugged, "I just don't want to talk to her, right now. Don't worry I'll talk to her, soon."
Draco was sitting all alone in the compartment…again. His head was leaning on the window, his hands was on his chin. His feet was stretch out. This is bloody boring…Draco was lost in his thoughts when a person came in and sat down beside him. She leans on his shoulders. Draco stirs and looks at the person leaning on him, "Pansy?"
Pansy smiles at him, draw her face close to Draco's and was now kissing Draco's jaw line. Draco pulls away. "Stop it, Pansy!" Pansy who pulls away pouted. "Why? I have the right you know! I'm your girlfriend!" Pansy stands up and sits on his lap. "Now, don't be shy! I know you want to…" She was now starting to unbutton his shirt.
She was half way finished undressing him when Draco stop her. "Who says? Please, can you get off of me?"
Pansy does what she was told and sits in front of him. "You said it, last summer! I remember you saying to me that YOU wanting ME to be YOUR GIRLFRIEND! Don't lie to me, Draco!" Draco laughs at her and can't believe what she was saying to him. "You're kidding me right? When exactly did I say that?"
"You're father's birthday party…July 19th. Don't you dare deny it, Draco!"
Draco laughs harder. He stands up and pats her shoulder. He stops laughing to catch some air. "Pansy, I WAS DRUNK!" Pansy denies it. "Nope, you're not! You said it to me like you mean it!"
I had enough of this! It should be stop… Draco sits beside her and holds her face close to his.
"Listen to me, Pansy. I will only say this once. I had enough of this bullshit thing. I love you AS A SISTER. I never love you more than that. Please, I'm tired of this. Don't force me to love you more than a sister. Thank you for giving me everything to me, but, I can't return that. I'm not in love with you. I'm sorry. My advice to you is just wait. Wait for the guy who would love you…deeply and truly. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Pansy looks down. "So you're saying we should be friends and I should stop expecting from you to love me?" Draco lifts her face and nods. Pansy was now crying. "Ok. If that's what you want. I can't change that. I promise you I'll never force you to love me…again. So, I guess were just friends then?"
Draco smiles at her and hugs her. "Thank you!"
Pansy pulls away. "You're welcome, Draco…"
The students were now back at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The first years were now sorted to their respected houses. The Great Hall was filled with chatting and laughing students and professors, while eating their dinner.
Hermione was sitting across Harry. She was playing with her mashed potatoes. While Harry was happily eating his chicken. He noticed Hermione's behavior when it comes to her food. "Hermione, stop playing with your food and eat it." Hermione stops and looks at him. "Do you think Ginny is mad at me? I mean she never came back when she said to you that she's just going to the bathroom."
Harry sighs. "Hermione, she's not mad at you. And maybe…the reason why she never came back is…maybe…she already found her friends. You know were not the only one whose her friends. Don't worry about it. Now, eat your food!" Hermione stands up. "Why are you standing? Don't you want to finish your dinner?"
"Head Meeting. Got to go. I'm already late." Hermione stormed immediately before Harry could stop her.
Draco was now at the Phoenix Room. It was built for Prefect and Head meetings. Also the Orders' meeting as well, if they were at Hogwarts. He was waiting for about half an hour now for Professor Dumbledore and the 'Head Girl'. When Hermione Granger enters the room while steadying her uniform and shining her badge. After she was satisfied with her look, she looks up and saw Draco Malfoy sitting in one of the seats of the long table…staring at her and for the first time he was…shocked. What is she doing here? Hermione ignores Draco's stare and proceeds to sit down in front of him.
"Why are you here?" he said. Hermione tilts her lips on one side of her face and said, "Why? Don't I have the right to be in here? You, why are you here?" It can't be…She can't be… "If you were thinking that I'm the Head Girl…ding ding ding…we have a winner!" She leaned closely to him and added, "I'm the Head Girl! And sadly, I can't change it!" Draco shivers in every word she said. It seems to him that the Granger he knew back in first year has changed. Why is she like this? Her choice of words…it's weird.
While Draco was pondering these thoughts, Professor Dumbledore burst into the room. He, like Hermione, steadies his untidy cloak and sat down at the head of the table. He starts to talk in his usual CALM voice,
"I'm sorry for letting you wait for about…15 minutes. I…" Hermione coughs, "Professor, we waited for about half an hour not 15 minutes."
Draco interrupts her. "Excuse me, I waited for half an hour. You, waited for about 5 minutes." Hermione growls at him. "WHATEVER, MALFOY!"
Draco was about to talk back at her when Professor Dumbledore disturbed them. "As I was saying, I have some tasks to be finished before I proceed here. There were some fights going on in the KITCHEN. Well anyways, I send you two here to talk about the tasks that you two would be doing. I just want you to know that being a Head Boy or Girl is a very responsible duty. You have to rounds the halls every night. Check if all the students are in bed. Have top marks to stay as Head Girl or Boy. Be a role model to the students and do finish on time the tasks you both would be given. Also, I almost forgot, you will share the same chambers."
"WHAT?" they both said at the same time. "You heard me, you two would share the same chambers. But you two will have separate rooms for privacy." Hermione shakes her head no. I can't believe this is happening…
"But–"
"Ms. Granger, no butt's! If I said you two would share the same chambers. You will share the same chambers. Now, here is the map." He handed it to Hermione. "Go find your chambers."
With that they both stood up and stormed the room.
Hermione was lying in her bed, just staring at the canopy above. She just finished decorating her room shortly after she and Draco arrived at their chamber. The canopy above was a large butterfly. It has shades of different colors on it. Lilac, rose, pacific blue and shimmer greens. It was moving, dramatically. It was beauty for her. Since Croonkshanks died, she changed a bit and starts loving butterflies. She made her room in Hogwarts, decorated with butterflies. Her comforters, her wallpapers, her curtains have butterfly prints on it, the clothing of her armchairs and paintings of butterflies for a taste of art in her room. I can stare at this beautiful creature…forever.
She was so mesmerize by this painting in her canopy for hours now, that she never realize what time is it. She looks at her clock on her bedside table. It was one in the morning. Even though she can say that she was tired, she can't go to sleep. Snapping her thoughts about butterflies, Hermione picks her notebook on her bedside table and left for the common room.
She flopped down on an armchair that was facing the fireplace. She opened her notebook and starts writing on it.
September 2,
It's already past one in the morning. I can't sleep and I'm not going to bed either. What a day! All this things has happened to me for the past twenty-four hours. I'm so UNLUCKY! I HATE MY LIFE! Why of all people who's I'm going to share my chambers with, it's Draco Malfoy! FUCK DUMBLEDORE!
I hate that man, right now! I want to hex him badly until he doesn't breathe anymore. What has gotten into him? He's gone insane! Paring the opposite houses! It's really FUCKING stupid! What was he expecting from us? From Malfoy and me? Kiss and make-up? That's not going to happen!
Malfoy is a brat. He's got so much pride on himself. I can say he'll never 'kiss and make-up' with me. When will he ever grow up? Well…why do I care? HE'LL NEVER GROW UP…that's for sure! Hermione giggles.
Although, I know Malfoy is one room away from me. This DAY isn't so bad at all. It's kind of a mix of fun and awful things. I'm so glad that I have my own room in Hogwarts. At last I've decorated it with butterflies. My mom won't let me decorate my room in our house with butterflies. You see, my mom is AFRAID of butterflies…even with just BUTTERFLY PORTRAITS. Hermione laughs louder.
But the awful thing that has happened to me yesterday was the Malfoy-thing. Anyways, I can't change that because it was ordered by the 'BOSS'. I guess I'll just have to live with it for just…a year.
There are eight hours left until classes will start. My first subject is Divination with Hufflepuff. Then, one hour break. Lunch. Followed by Arithmancy with the Ravenclaw. Another one hour rest. And the last would be Potions with Slytherins! Good thing I've got one subject with the Slytherins! I guess I can stand three hours with those BASTARDS!
Hermione stops writing, turns around and sees no one. But she can feel that there's someone watching her. "Hey, come out. I know you're there." At the foot of the staircase that leads to her and Draco's room, appears the shadow of a person. It was pitch dark at the end of the room so Hermione doesn't see who that was. "Can you please come here? I can't see you in there?"
The person walks over to her. "Draco?"
"Hi, Hermione. Am I interrupting you? I just want to talk to you about something." He looks at her. Hermione frowned. He called me Hermione. What has got into him? He sees Hermione was not responding and was looking confused. "I guess I'm interrupting you, I'll just go." Draco turns away and was now walking back up to the staircase.
"No, Malfoy. You're not interrupting me. What do you want?" Draco walks again back to her. He scratches his head. "I…I…I…I…want…"
Hermione was looking on his eyes to search on what he was talking about. She was now getting impatient. "What Malfoy? I don't have all night to wait for you to say something to me?"
"I want US to be FRIENDS…so that we could work comfortably as partners." Is he joking or what? Malfoy was saying to me that he wants me to be his FRIEND? No way! What will Harry say if he hears this? But…why friends?
Hermione burst into fits of laughter. "You're joking me right?" Draco shakes his head no. She stands up and approached him. "Why not PARTNERS?" Draco tilts his head on the right side. "Why not FRIENDS?" Hermione crosses her arms in front of her chest. "I'm not answering YOUR question unless you answer mine. Now…why not PARTNERS, Malfoy?"
"Because we're already partners, Hermione." Ah…there he goes again. He called me, Hermione. "Let's just be friends? I mean…lets juts move on. Forget the past."
Hermione raises her hands. "Wait. Am I hearing this? YOU…MALFOY are saying to ME that HE wants to be my FRIEND? And also, I'm wondering why YOU'RE calling me Hermione? Tell me, MALFOY? Because as I last remember last July of this year…YOU WANT TO KILL ME, RON AND HARRY!"
"I'm doing this because I want to be friends with you and Harry. But it's easier if I start to say sorry to you than Harry. Can you forgive me in all the things I've said to you for the past six years of our life here in Hogwarts?" Draco kneels in front of Hermione and brings his hands together. "Please? Can you forgive me? I'm totally saying the truth to you. I'm not joking or fooling around."
Oh my gosh! Malfoy is in front of me pleading for…FORGIVENESS? Is it real? Is he saying the truth? What would I do? I should answer him. "Before I answer that, can you please get up from the floor?"
Draco gets up and straightens up his pajama bottoms. "Ok. Now, I can't give you my friendship right now because I can't trust you at the moment. But I can assure you that I can forgive you." Hermione smiles at him.
Draco brightens up. "So you're saying that you're already have forgiven me?"
"uh…No."
Draco pouted. "But why? You said you could forgive me?"
"I can if you would prove to me that I can trust you and you truly are saying sorry to me. Ok?" Draco sadly nods. "Now, you go coz I've got things to finish."
"Are you not going to sleep? Coz it's already two in the morning and you haven't slept since we got here?"
"I don't think so I have a lot to finish. Don't worry about me. I always sleep three in the morning since first year." Draco was shocked. "But how can you manage to wake up at six in the morning if you go to sleep at three at the same morning?"
Hermione puts her hands on his shoulder. "It's called 'GETTING USED TO IT', Malfoy. Now, go and no more questions."
Draco heads to the staircase while Hermione continued writing on her notebook.
News Flash:
Malfoy the ever self-centered, spoiled brat, leader of the Slytherins has pleaded to me to FORGIVE him!
It was kind of shocking for me. I was just writing a minute ago about Malfoy NOT going to KISS AND MAKE-UP with ME. IMPOSSIBLE THINGS has happening in this fucking place. Not IMPOSSIBLE THINGS but WEIRD IMPOSSIBLE THINGS. I hope it doesn't get worse…
A/N With Draco's forgiveness, will Hermione trust him or not? And what happens if Harry finds out about this? You will find out…on the next chapter! REVIEW PLEASE!