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Yess, I have two chapters. I was working on them, so it would be easier and faster. Hope you like it!
Chapter Three
Harry and Ron were in their rooms, not talking to each other. Harry was on the floor leaning against his bed, while Ron was lying down on his bed.
"You know Harry, you did beat the hell out of Malfoy. It'll take weeks to clear up that mess," Ron said while laughing a little.
"I guess so," Harry hoarsely replied, but made no other conversation.
Harry was thinking about how to apologize to Hermione and tell her that he was just kind of jealous. While Ron was thinking over the part where Harry hit Draco really hard. He laughed inside his head at how Ferret face gotten beaten up. He didn't' even think about Harry's injuries, even if they were the same level as Malfoy's.
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Draco decided to take a shower; he had a long day today. While he was under the warm water, he was thinking about what happened at the bookstore...
"What do you want Malfoy!"
"You look rigid." Hermione noticed that her hand imprints were still on his pale cheeks. She sort of regretted that she hit him... twice.
"Don't change the subject. What the hell do you want from me?" Hermione said while her cheeks grew red.
Draco dropped his head down and replied in a muttered voice,"You." Yet Hermione could still hear him. Then he looked up at Hermione slowly, his blonde bangs covering parts of his eyes. Hermione shivered at the way he was looking at her. So, she turned to the side and broke off the stare that Malfoy was giving her. She still could feel him looking at her so she turned back around to meet his eyes again.
"Malfoy, before I curse you off my sight, tell me what do you want? And why are you hurting your reputation by even standing near a 'mudblood'?"
Draco didn't reply, so Hermione took a big sigh and closed her eyes and said,"Just leave me alone."
This time Draco seemed like he was out of his strange trance, but walked towards Hermione. He came closer and closer, Hermione slowly walked back, but she stumbled and nearly fell down, when Draco's quick Seeker reflexes grabbed her by the waist. He leaned in close, so that there were only a few centimeters away from them. Hermione closed her eyes shut, thinking that Malfoy was about to kiss her.
"Is it that hard looking at me? I mean, all the other girls would be delighted that they were under my arms, but you, your closing your eyes. Do you hate me that much?" Draco whispered in her ear.
"I shouldn't be answering that question, because you should already know it," Hermione replied smartly. "And can you please let me go?"
Draco's silver-gray eyes hardened and said,"See you at school." Then dropped her on the floor. Hermione yelped when she landed heavily on the floor. Draco walked at a leisurely pace, then looked towards his side, but just turned his head. His cloak billowed after him, and just a few minutes later, there was a little chime meaning, he went out of the store.
Then remembering just what happened a few minutes ago ...
"Difficulties with the door?" A different voice came from the side.
Hermione and Ginny looked at their left side, nobody was there, then the right. They saw Draco Malfoy walking towards his room, but noticing Hermione and Ginny. It was an odd sight, a tall brunette banging her head on a door, while a red head was just leaning on the the other side, watching and talking to her.
"Just go away Malfoy, I don't need your problems too," Hermione replied.
Draco, of course not listening to Hermione, went towards the two and leaned against the wall near Hermione.
"You could always use your wand you know," Draco told the two smartly.
Hermione hadn't thought of that, but replied,"I know, but I have my wand back in the room."
Ginny had her wand, but she didn't say anything.
Draco took Ginny's silence as a no and he muttered to himself, "And they call themselves witches. Don't even carry around their wands."
Hermione was leaning on the door, she was definitely messed up if Malfoy had to help her. Draco raised his wand and was halfway saying the Alohamora spell, when an Expelliarmus spell hit him and made him drop his wand. He looked behind him to see Harry, but was met with Harry's fist which landed on his cheek.
Hermione screamed,"Harry, stop!"
Harry didn't listen. So she yelled again, "Ron! Make him stop!"
Ron nodded and went over to Harry and Draco who were throwing hits at each other.
"Mate! Stop! Hermione wants you to stop," Ron said while trying to get Harry away from Malfoy.
Harry stopped when he heard Hermione's name. "What! Why!"
Hermione screamed, "BECAUSE HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"
Harry looked bewildered, "But Mione..."
"No Harry, do NOT give me any ' but Mione' right now!" Hermione said then stormed off to the other side of the hall. She had nowhere to go, but at least she's getting away from Harry and Malfoy.
Ginny started to run after Hermione, but then turned back around and said, "Harry you were kind of overreacting." Then just tried to follow Hermione, wherever she was going.
Draco glared at Harry, his lip was cut and his eye started bruising, but then again, Harry had almost the same injuries as him.
"Nice going, Pothead," Draco said to Harry while walking past him to go into his room.
Draco thought again about how Hermione sort of stuck up for him.
She did try and stop Pothead from hitting me. Or she could've been worried about me hitting Pothead too much. THAT's just gross...
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Hermione was running till she finally found her room number. She kind of had to skid to a stop, but at least it worked. Following behind her was Ginny Weasely telling Hermione, "Hermione you better not tell him what I just told you! And can you please stop running around everywhere?"
The Gryffindor didn't listen but knocked on the door.
Harry and Ron heard the knock, they both got up, but Ron insisted, "Harry, I'll go."
But Harry just didn't listen to him and went to the door and opened it. He hadn't expected Hermione to come back, but he was still happy.
Hermione waited until someone opened the door, when that someone did, his eyes lighted up when his eyes met hers. She half-smiled and Harry moved out of the way so she could come in. He was about to close the door, but Ginny called out, "Wait Harry! Don't close it! Not yet!" Harry had the door opened for Ginny, and when Ginny came in, she closed the door behind herself. Harry was about to leave, but Ginny grabbed Harry's arm and told him, "Harry, whatever Hermione tells you, it didn't come from me."
Harry looked at her questioningly, and Ginny just said, "Nevermind."
While Harry was at the door, Hermione was in the bathroom getting some ointment and things to help with cuts and bruises. She walked out with a basketful of medicine. She noticed that Ginny came in behind her, so that was good. She probably needed to hear this also. Hermione walked over to the bedroom where Ron and Harry slept in, and sat on Harry's bed. Ron was facing Hermione's direction and vice versa with Hermione. There was an awkward silence between them, nothing to talk about. Then Ron spoke up.
"You aren't mad at Harry are you?"
Hermione's eyes grew wide, surprised that Ron just attacked her with that question. She thought considerably, and then shook her head. "No, I'm not mad at him, well, maybe just a little bit. You know, Malfoy was just trying to help me out."
When Hermione had said the world 'Malfoy', Ron had a disgusted look on his face.
"What can a ferret do for you, Hermione?"
"Oh shut up Ron."
Harry had waited for Hermione and Ron to finish their conversation, but of course, he had heard everything.
Yes! Hermione isn't mad at me! Harry thought to himself, and then smiled. Ginny, who was standing right beside Harry, looked at him for a moment noticing the smile on his face. Ginny smiled herself and shook her head. Even if Ron and Hermione were talking about other things, Harry wouldn't budge; he had his eyes on Hermione at all times.
"You know Harry," Ginny started, obviously bothered by Harry, "it wouldn't hurt if you could walk and talk to her."
"Huh? What? Sure, okay," Harry said, oblivious of what Ginny Weasely just said to him.
Ginny grew impatient with the raven haired boy, so she smacked him on the back of his head.
"Ow! Ginny! What was that for!" Harry said in an annoyed tone.
"That was for getting you out of your 'trance' in looking at Hermione," Ginny said stating the obvious.
"Er-.. right," Harry said while blushing crimson. He coughed then walked out towards the room. Still red from his former encounter, he sat next to Hermione, not to close, but still in a friendly way. Ginny followed after him, but sitting next to her brother.
Hermione and Ron had both heard a loud smack and an 'ow' from the hallway, they figured it was Ginny hitting Harry on the head, and they were right. Hermione looked at Harry, the red slowly fading.
"Harry, why are you blushing?" Hermione simply asked.
"What? No, I'm not blushing, it's just really hot inside here," Harry replied while fanning himself with his hand.
"Right," Ginny said sarcastically. "And my hair is just red because of all the hot peppers I eat everyday."
Ron queried, "You eat hot pepper eat everyday?"
"No, you stupid oaf!"
Hermione, ignoring the two siblings fighting, noticed Harry's hand, it was red and swelling from him hitting the wall. She grabbed Harry's hand, and caught Harry off guard.
"What in Merlin's beard did you do to yourself?" Hermione said in a concerned voice. She turned around grabbing the basket that she had with her. While Hermione was unscrewing the top of an ointment, Harry said, "Oh, just hit the wall." She still couldn't get the bottle open, Harry noticed, he offered his help, so she gave it to him. He opened it and handed it back to Hermione. She dabbed the liquidy substance on the palm of her hand, she settled Harry's hand on her legs, then bent slightly down to dab some of the medicine on his hand.
Ginny hit her brother on the side with her elbow. He yelled out, but Ginny hushed him up then whispered,"We should get to another room. They might want to have some 'quality' time with each other." Then she said out loud,"Hermione, I'm going to get some more butterbeer downstairs."
"Mmkay." Hermione replied still rubbing on the medicine. Harry looked at Hermione adoringly.
She got up then motioned her hand out the door towards Ron.
"Oh, um... I think I'm going to get some butterbeer also," Ron said while getting up and following his sister.
Hermione finished with Harry's hand, and looked at his face.
"I think they're just trying to give us alone time to talk about things," Hermione smartly said.
"Yeah, I guess so," Harry said while giving a weak laugh.
Hermione smiled at her friend, but looked down at the floor then said,"Er-... Harry."
"Yeah?" Harry grew worried, I hope she doesn't get onto the subject of ...
"Do you remember what happened at Flourish and Blotts today?" Hermione said still looking down. She was trying to get Harry to say what Ginny had told her, and of course to see if it was true.
"Oh, um.. when you hit Malfoy? Bloody hell, I'll never forget that one," Harry hopefully said. Don't say about the part when I touched your cheek.
"No, when you touched my cheek when I was on the floor. I know that I said 'What are you doing?' and you looked hurt. Why Harry? You've never looked like that except when you came back from Hogsmeade with that disastrous date with Cho. Harry sighed when he remembered what happened at that time. Then noticed that Hermione had asked that question.
"Well, I was ... just worried about what Malfoy might have done to you. And.. I don't know, it just happened," Harry said. Hermione couldn't say anything, even if she could shout it in her mind. For Merlin's sake, why Harry? WHY! Ginny told me you started to like me over the summer. Why did you go on and attack Malfoy? Yes, I know that he was holding out his wand, but not at me or Ginny! Even if Malfoy looks like that-kind-of-sort-to-curse-someone's-ass-off-to-who-he-doesn't-like. But he's probably not! I don't bloody care if I'm standing up for Malfoy! It's just plain wrong for you to do that. Especially hitting him! Harry your just hurting yourself! But she didn't have the heart to, she couldn't, the words didn't form in her mouth. So it just ended up as a long awkward silence. Hermione couldn't stand it so she thought to herself I better just talk about something else.
"Harry, let me see your face," Hermione said looking at her friend.
Harry who was still looking down didn't agree with Hermione's request. Hermione just lifted his face with her hand and looked at the sides to see if there were any other marks that she should fix up. After she attended to Harry's soon forming black eye, she got up and started to walk towards the door, but Harry grabbed Hermione's hand.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked protectively for the weirdest reason. He felt as if she was going to go see Malfoy.
Hermione slid her hand out of Harry's and answered,"Since when did I have to tell you where I'm going to be?" Hermione was just joking, but Harry didn't care.
"Because I bloody care about where you're going," Harry muttered while looking down at the floor.
Hermione sighed softly, and replied in a whispered voice,"If you want to know, I'm going over to Malfoy's."
That made Harry's boiling point go haywire. So Hermione is going to go over to Malfoy.
"What the fuck, Hermione! Why the hell are you going into Ferret's room! Are you out of your bloody mind!" Harry shouted while standing up as if he would stop her from going.
"Harry, I have every right to go and see him if want to! And yes Harry I'm out of my bloody mind like you said," Hermione added sarcastically. She paused for a moment then said," You're acting as if you're my boyfriend, but Harry, you're not." Then Hermione stormed out of the room still clutching her basket and wand. Harry yelled at himself, and kicked his bed.
Hermione slammed the door behind her, she was on the verge of tears. Then tried cheering herself up. Harry's just acting like this because he's caring about me that I'm going over to Malfoy. It's not like I'm going to do anything. I just wanted to thank him, if Malfoy would even let me.
Hermione wiped away a tear that fell down and tried to make herself look cheerful. She walked towards Draco's door, and was about to knock, but stopped. Thoughts penetrated her mind What if he just shuts the door in front of my face? What if he's not even there? WHAT IF...! Hermione shook her head trying to get the thoughts out of her mind. So she knocked anyways, she heard Draco yell,"Blaise? Or is it Pansy!" Draco, currently just came out of the shower, with a towel on his waist. He waited for an answer, but there was none, he headed over to the door.
Hermione didn't dare answer, besides, she didn't know what to say. When she heard someone coming up to the door, she sniffed and just looked away from the door while grabbing her basket with both of her hands. When Draco opened the door, he found Hermione standing in front looking the other way. Hermione heard Draco open the door, for a moment she looked at the other side, and then looked at Draco. She tried and forced a smile, it was a little hard, especially when he only had a towel on his waist. Draco could tell that Hermione was forcing a smile, but all he was wondering was why she was even here.
"Um... Hey," Hermione said still trying to smile, but when she looked into Draco's eyes, she immediately thought of what Harry would say if she was right here. What he would do also. A tear ran down her cheek, she hurriedly wiped it away from her cheek.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked softly. He normally wouldn't show this side of him, but in this case he had to. He knew for a fact that Granger would never shed a tear in front of him.
"Oh.. It's nothing," Hermione said still forcing her smile.
"You know Granger, you can stop smiling know. It's kind of scaring me, you don't smile at me... ever," Draco told the brunette Gryffindor while leaning against
"Just trying to be nice," Hermione told the Slytherin.
"Did I just hear you say you were trying to be nice? To me?" Draco said completely flabbergasted.
"Just shut up," Hermione said while gripping her basket harder.
Draco eyed Hermione's basket, it was full of medicine and ointments. OOooookay, she has ointment, I wonder if that's for me, cause I really need some right now.
"Ookay..." Draco started. When Hermione didn't answer he sighed and said,"Why don't you go off the Pott Head, he might help you or whatever. Besides,it's getting cold right now." Draco started to shut the door when Hermione yelled out,"Wait!"
He slowly opened the door and answered,"Yes?"
"I need to tell you something," Hermione whispered while looking down.
"Pardon?"
"I need to tell you something," Hermione repeated, but just a little bit louder.
"Right, ... sooo.. what is it?" Draco asked, wondering himself what on earth she would want to say.
"Er-, can I come in?" Hermione asked, it was really her only choice. Oh Merlin, this is really wrong and different. Malfoy is so going to say no.
The Slytherin looked shocked, when he slowly started recover, he pointed behind him. He really couldn't say anything right now.
Hermione sighed,"I told you I had to tell you something." I can always leave now. "But, I can just go downstairs and leave you alone."
Draco coughed and said,"No, it's all right." Then he moved his body sideways so Hermione could pass, when she did go in, she caught a whiff of Draco's aftershave. (a/n: whatever Draco's aftershave would be. What would you think he would smell like?) Whatever it was, to Hermione it smelled very good.
Draco looked to the right and the left, just incase anybody saw them, when nobody was there, he closed the door.
Little did either of them know, someone was watching their every move.
Dear lord, I forgot to say, did you all read the HBP? I thought it was just horrible. No offense to those who liked it. I just didn't think it was all that great. Just a very weird fanfiction that somebody else wrote. It's not like JK. I think? Oh well, who am I to say.
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Susie