Summary: That's true, me, Draco Malfoy, is obsessed with Hermione Granger. This is a dark fic when Draco makes a huge plan for Hermione. WARNING: RAPE in future chapters.

Draco P.O.V

Should have been hermonie's revenge, but isn't.

Granger taught I was going to regret what I did, staying in her room all day crying. I had to put a silence spell around my room, just for me to get a rest. The way she was crying, you would think, what I did was that bad, I mean I did her a favor, A huge favor at a matter of fact. She should be happy, a pure blood like myself, especially a Malfoy, wants to touch a stinky little mud blood like her, she should be rejoicing not crying. Oh well, I don't care anyways, I was begin nice like I promise, she's the one who messed it up, she isn't going to say I didn't warn her, I told her to corporate, if she did as I told her, she wouldn't be hurting. I left the room 20 minutes later, since I can't stand all that crying.

"If it isn't the ferret boy." Wealsey said as I walked past him, trying to start trouble, the boy is lucky that I didn't feel like saying something to him, unless him & his sister would be the envy of all jokes this year when I'm done with them.

"Where's Hermonie?" Potter ask like I would be so stupid to tell him

"Do I look like I know where she is?" I snapped at him, I wasn't in the mood for nobody

"What have you done to her?" The Wealsey girl said, blocking my way "Hermonie is never late for breakfast or what we planned to do, what have you done to her malfoy?" She yelled catching almost everyone's attention.

"I didn't do anything to your mud blood friend, go look for her and leave me alone." I yelled back, pushing her away.

"Take that back malfoy, I said take it back." Wealsey pushed me back "don't ever touch my sister, ever in your miserable life." He said

"You! calling my life miserable." I said laughing in his face "if I may recall, my father makes more money than yours do, and they work at the same place, I don't wear a hand me down, but you do, so whose life is miserable now weasel? I smirked, as soon as I finished those word, he brought out his wand, pointing it at me, while potter joined him. Blaise, Goyle, and Crabbe came and stood by my side, pointing their wands back at them.

"All this for a mud blood, who refuses to leave her room."

"What did you do malfoy?" Potter asked, glaring at me like he could see right through me.

"Nothing, I didn't do anything to her, okay, nothing." I yelled walking away with Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle running behind me. "Don't follow me." I commanded, leaving all them back there with Potter calling me back. Even though I commanded them not to follow me, blaise has to be the one, who disobeys me.

"What's wrong mate?"

"Nothing."

"Doesn't look like nothing, granger did something to you, didn't she?"

"No"

"So what's wrong?"

"Nothing, bloody nothing. Just leave me alone." I said walking faster just to get away from him. Like I said before, I wasn't in the mood for anybody, even for my best friend. I guess granger's crying did affect me a little, I wasn't regretting what I did but I was angry at myself, don't know why, I was just angry. I needed to take my frustration out of something, I was going to pansy but not anymore, she could be annoying sometimes, who I'm I kidding, she's annoying all the time. I turned back, going back to my common room; I would stop granger from crying, even if I have to hit her to do so.

"Sweet tooth." I mumbled out to the painting, the door swarmed open and I walked in, to see granger laying on top of the girl wealsey crying with wealsey and potter trying to comfort her. This definitely not the granger I know, I know she was suppose to cry a little but this is way too much for my taste.

"If you're not a head, get out." I said, pointing at the door, waiting for them to leave, but they all ignored me, going back in comforting granger

"Can't ya hear, I said GET THE HELL OUT." I yelled practically off the roof, again, they ignored me acting like I wasn't talking to them, which got me fuming, "I give ya to the count of five and if ya still here, god knows, ya don't want to know what I'm going to do."

"Just leave." Granger alleged before I even started counting.

"Are you sure monie?" Potter asked. That's another reason I detest the Golden Trio is because they is too good, I never use to think someone could be like that, I mean potter has to save someone every single year. Wealsey knowing exactly where to take them and how they could reach there, since his the only pure blood and the only one, who knew all about the wizardry world since his was a baby, I mean that's something, even though I could do that but it still something. Granger, she's the last person in all of them, without her, they are a mess, after all she is the brain and also the beauty in the whole group. See what I mean, too much perfect, oh well, sooner or later, they going to break up and that's 4-sure. I'll make sure of it, as for now, they still perfect that's all I know. Anyway, they left after a long time of asking granger to come with them, which she refused trying her best not to start crying again. As for me, I didn't care; I walked past her going up to my room. About 20 minutes later or so, she quieted down, not moving, not even a word, one single word. Even when I went to the common room, she sat at the couch, starring straight at the fireplace, her mind was far from reality, like she's in a deep thought. I sat next to her, waiting for her to do anything to me, like slap me, kick me, hit me, do something a girl would do, but nothing came, she just sat there still looking lost.

"Granger." I said softly "Hermonie." I said again, waving my hands in her face.

"Granger." I touched her shoulder, as soon as I did that; out of nowhere she just raised her hands and slapped me, pushing me away from her

"What you do that for, I was helping you." She didn't reply, just got up and left, heading back to her room, slamming the door shut. This went on for days, her not talking to me and I've left her alone for about two days now, I mean she still look like she's in pain and I don't want to add another anguish to her pain. My dreams, that shorting down a little, I still dream about her but not as much as I used to. Another reason, I left granger alone for awhile, is because, ever since that day, anytime I look over were she is, she always glaring. Glaring at me like she trying to see something, no, no, matter of fact, she just glaring like she wants to kill me, just break me in half and live me to my death, and that look is frightening.

Authors note and I need ya to read this

I need an idea, I have been thinking over and over and over, what hermonie's revenge should be but I still haven't come up with anything, please could either one of you guys tell me an idea, any kind, I'm, open for any kind of suggestion. Sorry, I forgot my beta reader e-mail address that's why this part of the story has so much grammar problem. Would anyone like to beta read my story for me, please? I beg ya and thank you for liking my story.