He was standing, with his eyes blank, one fist clenched.
Hermione let out a small gasp as her hand found its way to her half open, trembling mouth.
" Harry- " she began.
Harry took a step back as he glared at Draco. There was a tension in his eyes that quickly turned into irritation and then disgust. His eyes trailed back to Hermione.
He slowly shook his head as he took another step back.
" Harry, I- " Hermione choked.
Harry shot a look that screamed 'why!' at her and she couldn't move. She felt paralyzed. He knew then? About her and everything? No wonder he had changed so suddenly! And now…seeing Draco and her together!
" There's no need for explanations, " he said coldly. All his thoughts of reconciliation had disappeared in a second. He was kissing her! No-! She was kissing him, and willingly! The world had gone mad! But she kissed him, and it was all that mattered to fuel his growing ire.
She kissed him! What was wrong with her! Was it karma? That annoying his team would result into this! He had apologized to Ron and to the rest of them, and he had thought of apologizing to her!
Suddenly, she didn't deserve it. He was the one that needed an apology!
Hermione took a step forward, willing her knees to keep working, fearing she would fall on the cold ground. She knew she was trembling badly.
He saw everything! She was sure of it! What would he think now! That she was doing things behind his and Ron's back without any intention of telling them at all!
His green eyes grew more hostile than ever, colder than ever at her.
" Harry- " she tried again.
Without another word, Harry quickly left them. Hermione felt blood leave her face and her hands as she collapsed on the cold ground, trembling as she stared at Harry's running figure.
Perhaps he knew about them all along- and he just wanted to wait for the perfect moment to catch them- to catch her in the act-!
She felt hands hold her shoulders.
" Did you see-? " she looked up to him, teary eyed.
Draco nodded. " I did. "
" He's going to hate me, Draco. "
" Not as much as he's going to hate me. "
" Oh god, " she gasped, burying her face in her hands. " I can't believe I- "
And Draco felt he could do nothing at the moment. After all, he couldn't very well run up to Harry and explain everything without the risk of losing his head or maybe his balls first.
Harry bounded for the empty dormitory, his heart pounding erratically. He wanted to hit something, hurt someone! But the only one hurting, as he felt, was himself.
How could he have been so stupid! It was a lesson learned! Hermione was never meant for him! But it didn't mean she had to prance with some asshole from Slytherin! Malfoy!
The fucking Draco Malfoy!
And Hermione! She was too smart for that! Too smart for him! And macabre thoughts formed in his mind, of him strangling Malfoy with his bare hands, of him hexing Malfoy till his insides turned out, of using the 'Cruciatus' on him!
How the hell did that happen! He had planned on telling her that moment, of why he had been acting so strangely, played a scene over and over again in his mind, rehearsing his conversations- and now this!
She kissed him! Kissed Malfoy! No wonder-! She had been lying to him all along, never telling even Ron about her little dalliance with the Slytherin king of airheads!
He felt betrayed, by his own best friend! And to think he had entertained his stupid thoughts- that he was in love with her!
" What the bloody arse was I thinking! Of falling for her! I knew it was too fecking good to be true! I am so stupid! Of all the arses in the world! I just had to pick the worst one! I just had to fall for someone I knew could never-! " he thought savagely as he landed on the edge of his bed, hitting his forehead with his palm twice.
Harry felt something inside him about to burst. It was hurting him, with every replay of Hermione and Draco kissing. With Draco and Hermione kissing. With both of them kissing. They were kissing! They kissed!
They were a bloody fucking couple, probably since the Yule Ball, and he was too head over heels for her that he was too blind to even notice Hermione slink away to snog the son of a bitch!
Harry wanted to kill Malfoy! Had he thought of that already? Perhaps he had- but he welcomed the thought over and over again.
It was a mistake! To fall for her! He should never have allowed himself to fall for her! And at that moment, Harry swore to beat Slytherin, and see Draco's mouth with mud and snow.
Pansy walked down the dark hallway, on her way to the Great Hall, alone. She felt hurt, as usual, and rejected, as usual. She knew she was pretty enough to stand beside Draco. She had been a friend longer than she had thought she would be.
She didn't want to be known as the girl that had always trailed behind the young man that was Draco Malfoy. She deserved to be beside him all the way.
She had fantasized what it was like to be married to him, have his kids…after all, she had her first sexual eye-opener with him when she had been fifteen years old, and she knew what he was capable of, in bed and out of it.
She had known Draco since she was about eight years old, so it was practically natural to fall for his charms, despite his constant sneering and his sour looks.
She knew Draco respected her because he had high regard for her parents and that she was pureblood, but that was it. Draco would never look at her another way. And she still wouldn't accept it, despite knowing it had been nine years that she had openly declared her undying love for Draco Malfoy.
Her ego was hurting. She couldn't bear to be replaced by a muggleborn witch, a mudblood. She wondered if Draco had finally told Hermione of how he had felt. The mudblood would most probably suck it up, like all those other girls. Hermione didn't deserve Draco, she did. She had been more than loyal. She deserved Draco.
She noticed a figure a few hundred feet across her.
" Blaise, " she called out.
" What? " he asked as she approached him.
" Seen Draco? " she asked coyly.
He shook his head. " No, " he replied. " Either he's pining for his new love, or he's with Crabbe and Goyle. I'm surprised you haven't seen him-? "
" I did- awhile ago- when- he was in a bad mood, " she said.
" With you around? He should be. He's already got enough on his hands. "
An eyebrow shot up. " What do you mean? "
" Well, for one thing, Hermione can't be his- another thing, I noticed Potty- " he stopped and laughed. " Nothing. See you around. "
Pansy waved, but the wheels of her Slytherin mind were already turning faster than anyone could have anticipated.
A/N: once again, thank you very much to all who read and reviewed this story! I can't tell you how much it means to me! how wwas your valentines day, everyone?