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Bane of My Existence

Chapter 7: Unpredictable as it Seems

By: Dizixete

Hermione lay awake at her bed, thankful that today was Sunday. She looked over her enchanted clock, she missed breakfast. It is only an hour before lunch.

Hermione groaned inwardly. She was up all night, or particularly, 'till the early morning waiting for Draco for their 'Daily Late Night Conversation'.

She tried to reason out that maybe he was tired and went to sleep early. Maybe.

Hermione got up and went to brush her teeth and eventually, took a shower.

By the time she's finished, it's lunch time.

She exited the Head's Dorm and went to the Great Hall where are students are beginning to eat. She quickly spots Harry and Ron, and quickly sits beside them.

"Where are you the whole morning?" Harry asked as she sat.

"Slept in", she replied as she stated to fill her plate. She didn't realize how hungry she is until now.

"Bloody hell Hermione, you're acting as if you haven't eaten in days", Ron said eyeing the foods that Hermione is shoving at her plate.

"I didn't eat any breakfast, Ron", she again replied now irritated, why can't they just leave her be.

Ginny suddenly sit opposite them and started talking to Hermione.

"So, Hermione, have you talked to Justin about your plans to the ball yet?" Ginny asked.

Hermione looked surprised about Ginny's question. Right, she's going to the ball with Justin. She almost forgot.

"Not yet…" She answered, scanning the Great Hall for his face. Although, she ought to be guilty for looking for him instead of Justin, yet, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

"You're going with that idiot?"

"He's no more than idiot than you are, Ronald", she answered, really irritated.

Hermione finish her plate and started to get up.

"Oh and Ginny, we have a meeting today afternoon at the Head's Dorm. Spread the word." With that, she stood up and went to her dorm.

She spent the whole afternoon cramped up inside her room, reading. She already finished one book and on the process of finishing another one also, when she could hear noises down stairs. The prefects have arrived.

She put on her robe, hoping it will make her look presentable and walk toward the Common Room, where the prefects are already waiting on the couch.

She sat at the opposite arm chair and immediately eyed Draco who seemed to have a Koala Bear clinging on his arm. Oh, it's not a Koala Bear. It is Anne.

"Today, we are going to discuss the upcoming ball…" Hermione said in a business-like tone.

And the rest was drowned on for the next hour.

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Hermione was feeling quite murderous. It is one o' clock in the morning and Hermione is still sitting on the couch waiting for miracles to happen. She's waiting for him to appear.

Hermione inwardly sighed and cussed Anne. It's all her fault. It's her fault, that the prefect Meeting earlier was a disaster due to Anne's sudden urge to snog Draco right then and there.

It was Anne's fault that all through out, she couldn't concentrate. And Anne, oh Anne, she wants to wipe off that dreamy from Anne's face.

It was even Anne's fault that she's sitting here alone in misery.

Suddenly, Draco's portrait to his room and stepped out Draco. A leap of hope was currently present in Hermione.

He walks towards her, and her frown ceased and a smile was beginning to grace her features.

"What are you doing here?" he asked rudely.

Hermione was taken aback by his tone. Usually, he use that tone, when they are outside this room.

"I was waiting for you", she answered, clearly fazed by his attitude.

"Why? Am I suppose to be here all the time?" he once again use the tone that can make Hermione cringed.

"Well, I just assumed that -"

"You assumed too much, Granger", and with that he turn his back on her and walked back to his room, leaving Hermione again in her misery.

It was all Anne's fault.

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A week later or so, the whole Hogwarts was in a giddy mood. Tomorrow will be the Halloween Ball. Although, Hermione can't share that feeling, but she has to admit, happiness is contagious. Too bad, it doesn't work for her.

It was late at night and she was about to retreat back towards the Head's Dorm. Unconsciously, she spent the time at the library until past curfew.

Suddenly, she was pulled towards an empty closet. She's about to scream her heads off when a feminine hand covered her mouth.

She looked at her capturer's eyes. It's Anne. When Anne finally understood the recognition in Hermione's eyes, she released Hermione.

"Please, give this to Draco", she hand Hermione a letter and then left.

After Hermione was able to come into her senses, she awkwardly walks towards Head's Dorm.

When she reached the portrait, said the password, 'Hell hath break loose' and climbed inside the portrait.

Amazingly, Draco was on the couch. She walks towards him and stretched out her hand to give him the letter.

"Anne wants me to give you this".

He just looked at her stretched hand and refuses to accept the letter.

"Read it", he ordered.

Hermione didn't object, more and that the letter was private, because, she, herself was bursting with curiosity. She unfolded the letter all the while looking at Draco to see his expression.

"Dearest Draco", he crossed his arms.

"Why did you have to leave me? Can't you see that we're perfect for each other?" Draco raised one of his eyebrows.

"I thought you felt it too. We're soul mates Draco! Please don't leave me", Draco rolled his eyes.

"I'll always be your Anne. Remember that." Draco frowned.

"Loving you always, Anne" Hermione finished the letter and look at Draco. He had the pure disbelief look on his face.

He grabbed the letter from Hermione, crumpled it, and tosses it on fire.

"So, you don't have a date to the ball?" she inquired.

"I'll figure it out", he said nonchalantly.

Hermione mustered all the self control she have to keep herself from shouting, 'Me! Me! Me, you idiot!'

"Care to sit with me?" He questioned eagerly and took a sit opposite him.

And then they talk, simply, a talk that Hermione so much missed.

It was about four 'o clock in the morning when Hermione decided she ought to go to bed.

She said her goodbyes to Draco, stood up and head for her room, when Draco called out to her.

"Granger", he said.

"Yeah?" she said looking back at him.

"Save a dance for me, will you?" he said looking at her.

"Sure, Malfoy, sure" she smiled and retreat back to her bedroom.

A/N: Well, that's Chapter Seven! I don't know if you still want to read this story, because I don't know you don't even want to make an effort in encouraging me…

Well, see you when I see you.

Until then, Adios Fellas!