Chapter 3: Where have you been?
"But, he's mine!"
"Oh, shit."
"You can't have him. Draco's mine! I've been crushing on him since for ever!"
"You've always wanted in Harry's pants! Why the sudden change of heart!"
"That's not true!"
"It is, too! You know it is. If it's not true, then you're just a filthy little slut!"
"I am not!" Ginny sank to the floor.
"I can't believe I still have to sleep in this room with you. And I'm still gonna go out with Draco!" Hermione slammed the door. She ran down the stairs and walked right passed Ron, who reached out, mouth open and tried to say something. When she just kept walking, he pulled his hand back and closed his mouth. Hermione walked out the portrait and down all the changing staircases. She walked out the front doors and kept walking. By that time, tears had started to fall. She kept walking and walking and when she got to the black lake, she just collapsed in a heap at the water's edge.
She lay there for hours, just crying. Suddenly, someone walked up behind her.
"Where have you been!" It was Draco.
She turned and looked at him. "What's the matter?" He asked.
"Nothing."
"You're lying in a crumpled heap at the Black Lake and crying your ass off, and everything's just peachy? C'mon. Tell me."
"It's just that. Well it's just that. Well,"
"Spit it out!"
"I'm going out with you, and-,"
"Wait. You are."
"Yeah. Lemme finish."
"Ok, sorry. Kewl."
"Anyway, I'm going out with you, and Ron exploded at me about how he 'loved' me and Ginny likes you and everything's just screwed up. Besides, you're a Slytherin and I'm a Gryffindor. We just weren't meant to be."
"Are you braking up with me? 'Cause we've only been going out for, like, 30 seconds and……,"
"NO!" Hermione rushed out. "No. I wanna be with you. Not Ron."
"And Ginny can go screw herself silly."
"Don't say that."
"Okay. I'll say that 'I wanna be with you. Not Ginny."
"Good."
"Good."
"Let's go. Dinner's gonna start soon."
"Yeah." Draco leaned over and kissed Hermione. On the lips. She kissed him back and then they left for the Great Hall. As they went, Hermione smiled. Someone wanted her. Really wanted her.
Later…………..
Hermione was sitting in the common room finishing an essay that was due two weeks from today.
"Hey, Herm."
"Hello, Ronald."
"C'mon. Talk to me normal."
"Please do not bother me. I am currently occupied."
"C'mon. All of your homework isn't due until forever away."
"Please do not bother me. I am currently occupied."
"HERM! C'MON!"
Hermione stood up, flinging all of her books to the floor. "Ron! I'm going out with Draco! Get over it! You're too late. G. O. A. W. A. Y! GOOOOOO AWAAAAAAAAAAYY! Go away!"
"Herm. I just wanted to-,"
"No." Hermione flailed her head like there's no tomorrow. "Just. Just leave me alone." Her voice was quieter. "Just leave me alone." Every one in the room had turned to stare. They just gawked as she picked up her books and trotted up to the girls' dorm.
Ginny was sitting on her bed. Hermione walked briskly over and sat down on her bed. "I kissed Draco today." She said.
"Whore."
"Shove it. He likes me and said you can 'go screw yourself silly'." This hurt Hermione to say, but she wanted Ginny to know that Draco was hers. Hers and not Ginny's.
"Whore."
"I think he likes me." Hermione was adding more and more sarcasm and it was hurting her less and less.
"Whore."
"Shove it."
"Whore."
"Shove it."
"Whore."
"Shove it."
Ginny stood up, walked over and slapped Hermione across the face. Hermione whipped out her wand. "Expelliarmus!" she cried.
Ginny flew back across the room and flopped on to her bed. She managed one word before becoming unconscious. "Whore."
"Fuck you." Hermione hated Ginny right that second. She actually hated all the Weaslys. Or Weasels.
Mrs. Weasel for being so nice.
Mr. Weasel for being so obsessed with muggles.
Fred and George for being so damn cocky.
Ginny for….well, you know.
Ron for (( See above))
She slumped down and fell asleep. When she woke up, she was gagged and tied to her bed. Ginny was gone. Crap! She thought.
R&R