I'm sorry it took so late!
Chapter 11
Hermione walked fiercely in the hallway, when she reached in front of her room, she grabbed the door knob and jerked the door open. The first steps into the room, Hermione looked down at the floor, too tired and stressed from all what had happened today. But when she stopped in front of her dresser, she looked up, to find pictures. Pictures of her and her parents at their vacations at Paris, the Granger's in a recent family reunion, Mr. and Mrs. Granger posing in front of a beach, and even some random pictures that she noticed of her family that were taken unwillingly, but the most disturbing one, was the picture of her parents lying in their master bedroom, murdered. She heard a scream fill the room, it was only a few seconds later that she noticed that it was hers.
Draco bounded up towards the hallway, into Hermione's room, he paused a second before walking into Hermione's room. He found Hermione staring while shaking her head at the magnified picture of her parents in their deathbeds on her mirror. The Slytherin looked around the room; he saw her bed which had a holographic like image of her parents, just like in the enlarged picture on the mirror.
The Gryffindor choked out a sob, her shoulders heaving up and down. Draco ran towards her in only two steps, he wrapped his arms around Hermione's body and started to guide her away from the mess that was caused in her room.
Hermione whimpered in Draco's chest, now she could come to realize that her parents were definately dead. She thought back to when she was in first grade, and her mum was reprimanding her for crossing the road without looking both ways.
A little brown haired girl started to walk towards the cat that was on the other side of the open road. She took a few steps forward, looked back, and then ran across the road. The cat ran off, leaving Hermione on the side walk. A woman, with the same brown hair as the little girl's, came rushing towards her daughter.
"Hermione! What are you doing! Mummy told you not to cross the road without looking both ways to see if there is a car coming at you," a brown haired woman came rushing to her child.
The little brown-haired girl began to cry, "Mummy, I didn't mean too!"
"I'm sorry, Hermione. But you nearly gave me a heart attack when I saw you crossing the road! Promise me you won't do it again," the woman said while clutching her daughter tightly towards her chest.
"I promise ... "
Hermione sniffled; she was still being guided by Draco somewhere. The Gryffindor thought for a moment, and then raised her head up, "... I don't want to be here right now."
Draco was startled at first, but then looked down and grimly smiled, "Sorry Granger, but I don't think you'll be able to go anywhere anymore."
"Oh..." she weakly replied.
The hallway turned, and the statue that leads to the Headmaster's room was there in front of them.
"Cockroach Clusters," Draco muttered.
The statue jumped out of the way, leading the two inside the cluttered room. Dumbledore was found sitting in his chair, in front of his desk, reading the Daily Prophet. Without looking up, he motioned for the two students to come towards him.
"Miss Granger, Mister Malfoy, is there something wrong?" the Headmaster asked, now looking up from the Prophet.
"Sir, Granger's room was trashed with her family's pictures and... well, there was a holographic image of her parents on her bed, in their - murdered form," the Slytherin tried explaining.
Just as soon as Draco finished his sentence, Dumbledore stood up from his chair. Without a word, he swiftly walked towards the entrance to his room and left. Hermione and Draco followed their Headmaster towards their common room. The silver haired man stood in between the teenagers and the room and sighed deeply, "Mister Malfoy, I suggest you keep Miss Granger from coming in? I'm sure she wouldn't want to see this again."
The Slytherin nodded and started to guide the wide-eyed Hermione away from their room. But Hermione pulled away from his grasp, she walked back in front of Dumbledore.
"I have every right to see this as much as you do," she responded.
Albus Dumbledore closed his eyes for a brief second, and then nodded. He turned around to face the painting and silently muttered the password. The painting opened up to reveal the red, gold, silver, and green adorned room. The Headmaster practically glided towards Hermione's room, before he stepped in the room, he looked back at the two students. The tall blonde was holding the brunette, comforting her and whispering things in her ear. Albus smiled faintly, how the two students looked as if they were lovers.
Draco looked up from Hermione, and noticed that Dumbledore was looking at him with a small smile. The Slytherin nodded slightly, and then told Hermione, "Hey, I'm going to go up to your room with Dumbledore. So why don't you lie down on the sofa over there, and wait till we come back down."
"Oh-okay," Hermione hesitantly replied.
She had wanted him to stay beside her right now; she needed someone to be with her.
The blonde started to walk away slowly, but when he turned his head around to glance back at her, Draco ran back. Hermione looked scared, lonely, and there was nobody to comfort her except him right now. He couldn't just leave her, but he was pretty sure that Dumbledore would probably need somebody to help with everything. It was only a matter of few seconds when he heard a rush of air pass through them from the fireplace. A tall woman stepped out of their fireplace, it was Minerva McGonagall, right after she left upstairs, Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, and Tonks arrived.
Severus, Remus and Tonks gave a questioning look towards Draco who was now holding Hermione gently towards his chest. In return, the Slytherin threw back a menacing glare. They immediately rushed upstairs to meet Albus and to see what had happened.
"Her-... Hermione, I promise I won't leave you," Draco struggled with some words.
Hermione didn't respond, but moved closer to the Slytherin's body, she buried her head into his chest and started to cry softly.
He started to sing softly in her ear, cautious at first, but his voice grew stronger slowly.
"This Romeo is bleeding
But you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up
It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me
And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always
Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry
One that made you have to say goodbye
What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips, to hold you near
When you say your prayers try to understand
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man
When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words you've been needing to hear
I'll wish I was him 'cause those words are mine
To say to you till the end of time
Yeah, I will love you baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
If you told me to cry for you
I could
If you told me to die for you
I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price I won't pay
To say these words to you
Well, there ain't no luck
In these loaded dice
But baby if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams
And our old lives
We'll find a place where the sun still shines
And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die, you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always"
When he finished singing softly in her ear, Hermione stopped crying and looked up at him.
"Do you mean it?" Hermione asked quietly.
Draco didn't respond, instead he leaned in close to Hermione. He slowly pushed back Hermione's tousled waves back, slowly running his hand through her hair. Draco leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. The brunette thought, I'm just dreaming, this is just a big horrible nightmare. My parents weren't murdered, Harry didn't break up with me, and Malfoy isn't singing ballads or kissing me.
"I'm dreaming," Hermione murmured against Draco's lips.
Draco stopped kissing her and chortled softly, "Then it's a good dream."
The Slytherin then leaned in closely, giving her a chaste kiss. Hermione entangled her hands in Draco's blonde hair in response, while the Slytherin wound his arms around Hermione's waist. Their kiss was broken when Draco nuzzled his face into Hermione's neck. , it was only a few moments when Hermione broke the silence.
"We shouldn't be doing this," Hermione whispered quietly while pushing the blonde away from her body.
Draco's eyes immediately hardened, "Then why didn't you stop me before, or were you too 'hurt' to realize I was kissing you! Do you think that every time something bad happens that I'll be there for you?"
Hermione boldly looked at the blonde, "I was confused and hurt, and I didn't know what to do. But now, I think I'm beginning to realize that this isn't a good idea."
The blonde narrowed his eyes; he didn't know what else to say. She shook her head from side to side, and then shamefully looked down at the floor. Only a few seconds later, Hermione's shoulders started to rise up and down erratically.
Draco stood up from the sofa; he stood looking down at her. It seemed as if they were back to the first day of school again, not knowing what to do to each other.
Professor Dumbledore had a frown on his face, but nevertheless coughed to grab the Gryffindor's attention.
"Miss Granger, the Professors, Remus, Tonks, and I have to come to a decision, like before; it is possible that one Death Eater escaped their fate. We will have to move you to another location in this castle, we don't want another incident to occur," Albus said in a grave tone.
Hermione looked up, she had a blank expression on her face, "Professor, is there going to be any other people who will know where my new living quarters will be?"
Albus was shocked at the way the young woman was handling all of this commotion so seriously without worrying about all the dangers. The headmaster thought for a few moments, then peered at Draco Malfoy over his half-moon spectacles.
"Mister Malfoy, I would presume that you might want to know where Miss Granger's new location might be."
The Slytherin glanced towards Hermione, after what happened a moment ago, he didn't know what to say. When he looked at Hermione, her face was expressionless; it would seem as if all of her emotions evaporated into thin air, leaving her lifeless.
"It might be safe for me to know, just in case something else happens," Draco responded, his eyes still not leaving Hermione's face.
"Miss Granger?" Albus asked, "Does this suit you that Mister Malfoy knows where your new room is located at?"
The brunette looked straight into the eyes of Albus Dumbledore, she nodded slightly. Hermione started to walk up towards her old room to go and quickly pack her belongings. The Slytherin had a worried look on his face and ran after her. He sprinted up to catch Hermione.
"What the hell do you think you are doing!" Draco asked in a harsh whisper.
Hermione slapped Draco's hand away from her wrist, "I'm trying to go and get my stuff, if you don't mind."
The Slytherin glared at Hermione's back, and then turned around to look at the professors.
"Yes, it is safe Mister Malfoy, if that's what you're worried about," Professor McGonagall assured her student.
With that, Draco quickly ran towards Hermione's older room, to find the brunette crumpled down on the floor, her belongings strewn about. The Slytherin noticed that this time when he walked into the room, everything was cleared up, as if nothing bad had ever happened before. He slowly walked towards Hermione, cautious and carefully. When he stood in front of her, he knelt down and asked in a soft whisper, "Do you need any help?"
As if Hermione was daydreaming, her head snapped up to look at Draco in the eye.
"No," Hermione sternly replied, then got up to turn her back towards him.
"If you want me to apologize to you for what I did earlier, I'm sorry. But you weren't acting all so innocent either, Granger," Draco said in a matter-in-fact tone.
Hermione let a frustrated noise, and turned sharply to look at him once more.
"Well at least I didn't sing love ballads to you!" the Gryffindor stressed. "And, how am I supposed to know if this is all a sick joke that you've been planning for ages, and now that my parents died this was the perfect chance you've been waiting for!"
Draco swiftly stepped forward, leaving only a few millimeters between his face and hers. He grasped Hermione's shoulders and shook her slightly.
"How in Merlin's name am I ever going to get this through your thick head that I'm madly, irrevocably, helplessly in love with you," he confessed.
Hermione scoffed and then a few tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Malfoy, you know, the sad thing is, I'm actually beginning to agree with Harry," she responded quietly while looking away from his blue-grey eyes.
Draco's heart seemed to have shattered into a thousand pieces like a broken mirror. How could she have said that she didn't believe in any of this when he's been caring for her and going beyond the expectations of a Slytherin to help out another house member, which so happened to be their arch rival
"H-how can you not believe me?" Draco stuttered out.
Hermione faced her back towards the boy, but answered nevertheless.
"You just don't go around saying 'I love you' to a complete stranger. Even if all the other guys and girls in our school throw around those three very emotional, hurtful, and beautiful words, I won't allow you to say that to me. We don't even know each other! All I know about you is that you're egotistical, coldhearted, and a pureblood," Hermione started out, but while she was stating the facts, she was slamming things into her bags. She was angry that she would have to explain this to him.
The Gryffindor continued, "And all you know about me is that I'm a bookworm, Harry and Ron are my only friends, and a mudblood. Do you know how frustrating and just abnormal it is when your enemy comes up to you when you're in a very horrible state and tells you that he's madly in love with you! NO, of course you wouldn't because instead of having a normal relationship like a regular person would, girls just throw themselves at you and you enjoy it! That's disgusting to think that someone would actually do such a thing. Besides how the hell would I know that you might be just joking around? Draco Malfoy you are a womanizer and to hell with what you are saying!"
Hermione finished packing, but after she finished talking she slammed her hand down on her bag, making a loud thudded noise. The Slytherin flinched, never had he been rejected in such a way, and to top that, his heart was aching. It hurt to think that Hermione didn't want to speak or see him ever again.
The brunette charmed her bags so that they were small enough to fit inside her robe pocket. She swiftly brushed past the blonde and walked downstairs to meet her professors. He could hear Hermione's voice from downstairs.
"I'm ready, Professor."
There was a long pause, but Severus Snape soon asked, "And what of Draco?"
"He is still upstairs," Hermione responded.
Draco sighed deeply, then walked down the stairs and met up with his professors also.
"Sorry, I was a little preoccupied," Draco answered while he was looking straight towards Hermione.
She didn't look his way, but down towards the red, gold, green, and silver carpeted floor. Hermione knew that he was looking at her, she could feel his stare.
'Hermione Granger, be tough. He didn't mean it, it was all just some sick joke that the Slytherin's thought of.'
The Professors, Remus, Tonks, Hermione, and Draco all filed out of the Head rooms and towards a hallway that became familiar to Hermione. They stopped right in front of the Room of Requirements.
"Profe-" Hermione was cut off.
"Yes, I know that you are particularly familiar with this room from fifth year and so forth. That is the main reason for why we chose this room for you. Miss Granger, you know that when you walk in, whatever you need on your mind will appear, but this time, you will have to think of a password. The password Miss Granger will have to be changed every two weeks, remember! Now, the password for these two weeks will be 'Strix Struma'. The Professors and I have managed to charm this room to be similar like your older room, so we hope you will be comfortable," Dumbledore explained.
"Thank you."
The adults walked off and left the two students in the hallway. Hermione walked into the room and thought of the password, immediately the room changed into the same vast bedroom that she was supposed to use in the Head's Common Room. She looked back to find Draco inside her room. The Gryffindor frowned deeply.
"What are you doing in my room?" Hermione asked coldly while staring the Slytherin down.
"Just be reasonable, I-"
"REASONABLE? Excuse me? You want me to be reasonable that you just declared yourself to me, when you are supposed to be my enemy for Merlin's sake," Hermione screamed out loud while slamming her foot down.
"You know Granger; I risked my life more than once to make you safe from danger. Including getting my arse kicked several times and running in the fucking rain to save you from drowning yourself and this is how you repay me!" Draco yelled.
"Who said you had to go and save me?" Hermione's voice faltered.
"I LOVE YOU! Is it that hard to comprehend?" Draco yelled. "You know what, never mind. Forget what I said and what I did for the past few days all right? And then we could just go our separate ways."
Draco started to leave for the door, he wanted Hermione to say stop and tell him that she was sorry. He was too expectant, but it never happened. So he left with a broken heart, while Hermione was left alone in her new bedroom trying to get situated.
A few days passed, weeks then months, it was October and Halloween was coming soon. It seemed as if only yesterday that it was the first day of school. Nothing important had happened during the past few months.
Hermione was always studying, she grew accustomed to the fact that her parents were dead and they weren't going to come back. Although she lived in solitude now in the Room of Requirements, some her very few friends came to visit her which included, Ginny, Lavender, Parvarti, and Ron. Once in awhile, she would make a rare appearance in the Great Hall. Since she did live in the Room of Requirements, she didn't exactly need to come down to the Hall for dinner since it could be provided in the room. Harry attempted to apologize to Hermione several times, but it usually ended up worse than before.
Draco Malfoy on the other hand was colder and heartless than before. After Hermione had rejected him so quickly, he spent more time to himself. Of course he was broken hearted, but Blaise and Pansy were there for him when needed. Usually after class ended he would head back to his room, and when it was time for dinner he would also sometimes come out. They would see one another at their own tables, but never greeted each other.
During the week of Halloween, Hermione and Draco accidentally brushed against each other while going to their Transfiguration's class.
"Watch where you're going, Granger," Draco muttered under his breath.
Hermione nodded in response and walked a little quicker, Draco was walking at the same pace as she was. The Slytherin noticed, he smirked and matched her quicker pace. The brunette let out an exasperated sigh and walked slower. The blonde followed her lead and walked slower.
"Malfoy, what are playing at?" Hermione asked.
"I'm just walking, is that a problem?"
"Don't be such a prat."
"You know that costume masquerade ball that the we're having, you going?" Draco asked while looking around the hallway to see if any other students were over hearing their conversation.
"No," Hermione sarcastically replied, "I just spent nearly half of my studying time to help out the whole damn thing and just decided I didn't want to go."
Draco shot a glare at Hermione then replied, "No need to be hostile."
"Oh hush, will you?" the Gryffindor ordered.
When the two of them arrived at to their classroom, Hermione stopped immediately. She looked around to find that every single seat was taken, except for one table and there was an empty seat beside it. Draco complained out loud that Hermione was going as slow as a garden snail, but when he too looked inside the classroom, he smirked.
"Granger, I guess you're going to have to come and sit with me," Draco muttered in Hermione's ear while steering the brunette towards the table.
Hermione glanced over at Harry and Ron. The red-haired boy gave her a sad sympathetic look while the raven-haired boy had a blank expression on his face. The Gryffindor sighed and sat down on the wooden seat next to Draco.
Although Professor McGonagall didn't approve of Hermione coming back to class so early after her parent's death, the witch started to teach her class about the turning into an Animaigus.
"Students, I assure you that trying to become an Animaigus without supervision can become quite messy. If you have read the chapter ahead you would remember that some students in the Beuxbaton Academy tried to turn into an Animaigus once, but didn't succeed. Instead she turned into half of the animal that she wished to become while the other half was her normal state. Your Headmaster had to help the authorities of the Academy at that time.
"You also know that I am an Animaigus, and my form is a cat. Now, who knows the given law for all the wizards and witches to obey when they begin to choose their animal?" Professor McGonagall asked the class expectantly.
As usual, Hermione's hand shot through the air, but it seemed as if Draco Malfoy was the quicker one in this draw.
"Mister Malfoy," Professor McGonagall called on the boy.
"Those who wish to become an Animaigus must have a distinct feature that other wizards or witches could identify easily," Draco smoothly replied.
"5 points for Slytherin," the Professor responded.
All eyes turned on Malfoy, it was known that the Slytherin Prince was smart, but never did he answer a question on his own will. Seventh year was going along quite strangely for the students.
Draco didn't notice all the looks that he was getting from the class, but instead he furiously started to scribble on a piece of parchment, then it seemed as if he was drawing something. It was a few minutes later when he slowly pushed the piece of paper towards Hermione's direction. It said:
'But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the East, and Juliet is the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon
Who is already sick and pale with grief?
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast if off.
It is my lady! O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks, yet she says nothing.
What of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold; 'tis not to me she speaks.
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
Will you go to the ball with me, my fair Juliet? And I, as your Romeo?'
Underneath the very long excerpt of Romeo and Juliet that Hermione recognized, there was a very beautiful drawing of a black rose. It looked so realistic, that she placed a finger on one of the black petals of the rose Instead of the coarse and scratchy parchment, there was a silky feeling. The drawing was enchanted into becoming an actual rose, instead of a black rose, a red one appeared on top of the drawing. Hermione opened her mouth in amazement and shock. She would have to admit that this was very romantic of Draco to quote Shakespeare and giving her a rose.
While Hermione was reading what he had just written, Draco was a little nervous. He didn't want her to reject him again, but it was stupid of him to even try to ask her to go with him. 'I shouldn't have even bothered.'
A few tears started to well up in Hermione's eyes, but she quickly brushed it away and turned to look at Draco. He was looking straight ahead at their professor, taking a few notes when something important might be needed for remembering. The Gryffindor shyly tapped Draco's sleeve.
The Slytherin had been regretting that he even gave her that note, but he had to go through it somehow. It as when he felt someone tapping on his arm. He turned to face Hermione; she gave him a shy smile. His eyes had a questioning look, and Hermione blushed faintly. The Gryffindor knew she shouldn't be doing this, no, they shouldn't be doing this. It was against everything, except there wasn't anything to hold them back. Voldemort was gone, and Draco's parents no longer remember what horrible people they were in the past. Well, there was one exception, Harry and Ron would be the only two who would be against the whole thing.
"Yes," Hermione softly whispered while looking down and fondling with the rose.
The Transfiguration lesson had ended and there was fifteen minutes for free time.
"I knew it! You still can't for- Hold on, did you just say yes?" Draco looked flabbergasted.
The Gryffindor nodded slowly. Draco ran his hand threw his silvery blonde hair but then he froze. Granger wasn't supposed to be this nice, she was supposed to throw the note in his face and yell at him for even trying to ask her.
"Do you pity me?" Draco asked in a rough voice.
It was Hermione's turn to look shocked.
"What made you think that?"
"You know it's not fair for a girl like you to keep on giving a guy like me hopes, but then smashing them as soon as you can."
"Excuse me?"
"A few weeks earlier, the last day you were in our Common Room. I sung a ballad for you, then we were fine, but all of the sudden you turned me down, saying it wasn't right."
"It really wasn't! I felt like I was using you, like you said, as sort of a rebound guy. I was hurt, and I didn't know what to do," Hermione tried explaining.
Then added, "I'm really sorry."
Draco sighed, then looked at Hermione with his blue-grey eyes and asked, "Are you positive that you want to go with me?"
"I'm positive," Hermione firmly agreed.
"Have a clue what you're going to dress up as?"
Hermione smiled, "You seriously can't be asking me that question when you just asked me if I can be your Juliet."
Draco started to say something, but Hermione didn't listen. She finally thought that maybe this was Draco's Shakespearean way of asking her if she wanted to be his girlfriend.
"-Well, yeah, I guess I was saying that. So I'll be Romeo and you Juliet? (No response) Granger, you there?"
The Gryffindor immediately asked, "Are you trying to ask me if I want to be your girlfriend."
"What! No! Why would I do that? I'm surprised that you even said yes to go to the thing with me!" Draco responded.
"Oh..."
Professor McGonagall started to dismiss her class. Draco and Hermione both got up and awkwardly stood in front of each other.
"Um... I'll see you later?" Draco asked innocently.
Hermione hesitated to answer, but sighed and smiled, "Sure?"
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Classes ended in a blur, and Hermione was soon in her new bedroom in the Room of Requirements.
"Strix Struma," Hermione muttered under her breath while adjusting her bag on her shoulder.
The painting swung open, she stepped inside her room, throwing her shoulder bag on the floor near her bed.
'Why did I agree to go to the ball with Malfoy...?'
Because you were swept away off your feet from him quoting Romeo and Juliet.
'Well what if another guy quoted Romeo and Juliet, do you think I'd be swept off my feet again?'
Is there another guy who would?
'If you count Harry, I guess so, but whatever, Harry is my past.'
And is Draco Malfoy your future?
'EXCUSE ME!'
You heard me
Hermione started to pace around her room, was she really starting to like Draco Malfoy. She couldn't, it was just all so wrong.
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Draco was walking down the hallway to his room, but was stopped by Blaise and Pansy.
"Did I just hear and see something that you would've never done in your whole entire life?" Pansy questioned Draco.
"One, I have no clue what you're talking about. And two, hey to you guys also," Draco responded while moving in front of the painting.
After telling the password to the painting, it swung open. The three of them stepped inside the common room; they all headed over near the fireplace.
"Come on, Drake. We saw you ask that mudblood out for the ball," Blaise said exasperatedly.
Draco, who was currently facing his back towards them, turned sharply around towards them.
"Voldemort is gone, yet you still are against half-bloods?" Draco asked.
"Hey! Draco, you know it's not that easy from forgetting what we've been learning for our whole lives, and now suddenly since Voldemort died, you're going to be all friendly towards Granger? Weren't you two enemies for the past six years?" Pansy tried defending her friend.
"Yeah, but what about you Pansy? You and your knew found love back in Surrey!" Draco yelled out towards the brunette.
Pansy, with no words to say, backed down. The blue eyed boy, or Blaise, walked up towards Draco until he was only a few inches away from his friend's face.
"You know that you and Granger weren't even friends, but now you're asking her to go to the ball with you? And then you charmed that blasted note to charm a flower to appear when she brushes her finger over it? What the fuck are you doing!" Blaise harshly whispered.
The blonde Slytherin scoffed, "So when Pansy gets to go and screw Muggle guys, you don't care at all, but if I ask one out it's a problem?"
"HEY! I don't screw Muggle guys, and just so you know, he has a name," Pansy started to defend herself.
"Yeah? Then what is his name?"
"Matthew Lexington," Pansy replied.
Draco rolled his eyes then started to walk upstairs to his room. His raven-haired friend started to run up the stairs to catch up with the blonde Slytherin. Blaise grabbed his friend's arm, and then made Draco turn around to face him.
"What the fuck do you want from me!" Draco yelled.
"Mate, calm down. It's not bad that you're going to the dance with Granger; it's just that, we're sort of shocked that you two already forgot about the bad previous relationship that you two had. It's not like you two have been good mates for awhile."
"You really want to know why this is all happening. Well let me tell you that I don't even know what's going on! If something bad happens to her, I want to be her shield and guide her away from darkness. I wouldn't care if I got hurt in the end, both mentally and physically, just as long as she's safe. I want to make her happy and make her forget about all the things that she has to go through," Draco passionately replied to his friend.
The brunette Slytherin sighed, "You've got it bad."
Draco turned back around and started to walk upstairs once more, but turned his head sideways and muttered under his breath, "I don't think it really matters now."
Disclaimer: Always by Bon Jovi and Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet is found in this chapter.
Speaking of Bon Jovi, I WENT TO HIS CONCERT ON FEBRUARY 15, 2006! OHHH MANNN That was the greatest show in the world! Jon Bon Jovi might as well beat Johnny Depp as the hottest oldest guy in the world. Wait, scratch that, he IS the hottest guy in the world. :) And if any of my reviewers are bon jovi fans, YEAHHH! And if not, then I hope you go and listen to some of his songs. Not the have a nice day album only, but all the other older songs. They are really really good!
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