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Chapter 5

Hermione's POV

The next day was a Saturday, so everyone was partying the night before. I had too much on my mind, so I decided to go for a walk. Just as I was leaving the commons room, this is what happened:

"Hermione", called Harry, not too far behind me.

"Oh, hey, Harry. What's up?"

"Well, I just wanted to walk around with you and talk…you know….about random stuff. Is that okay, or do you want me to leave you alone?"

"It's perfectly fine. I just didn't want to be at any of the parties right now?"

"I know exactly how you feel, Hermione." When he turned to me and said this, I could smell butterbeer in his breath.

There were several long minutes where we didn't say anything at all. I felt like I was going to have to scream to get some noise throughout the halls. Eventually we came to a statue of some famous warlock that I didn't know of.

"Hermione, there is something very serious I need to talk to you about." At this, he turned and stopped in front of the statue and looked at me very seriously.

"What is it?"

"Hermione Granger, I am on love with you." Whoa! Total déjà vu, but this time with a person I had least expected.

"Harry, you don't know what your talking bout. You're just drunk. Come on lets get you back to the commons room. You definitely need some sleep."

"NO! I KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT HERMIONE!" He then pushed me up against the wall. Even though he was drunk, he had a great deal more strength than I did, so it was impossible for me to get free.

"Harry let me go, you scarring me."

"Not until you realize that I love you." He then started smothering me in kisses that were definitely unwanted. Eventually he started pretty much licking my face and neck.

The only that I could think of to do was yell, "HELP!"

It came out a little quieter than I was hoping but I thought I heard footsteps coming, but what I didn't know was that the person coming for me was not the person I wanted to save me.

"What's going on here?" came the cool voice of Draco Malfoy.

"MIND YOUR OWN DAMN BUSINESS MALFOY!"

"HELP! Draco, he's drunk and he's out of contro-ummph!"

"GET OFF OF HER POTTER! SHE CLEARLY DOESN'T WANT YOU TO BOTHER HER!" At this, he let out a silent curse, knocking Harry out. Then Professor Flitwick had to show up and make matters worse.

"Ms. Granger. Mr. Malfoy. What have you done to Mr. Potter?" Without waiting for answer he levitated Harry and carried him his office. The only thing Draco and I could do was follow.

Draco gave me a look that said that he was sorry, but I tried to ignore it. He is so hot when he is worried…NO DON'T THINK THAT! YOU CANT THINK THAT!

Once inside the Professor's office, he brought Harry back to consciousness and gave all three of us a stern look. I, standing between each boy, looked at each of them to find their expressions. Draco was still worried about something; Harry still looked drunk, but also looked like he was going to barf.

"I am not exactly sure what happened, and I don't want to know. Just tell me why you were all out in the corridors when you should have been in your commons rooms, possibly studying for the exam I am giving you on Monday."

"Well, Professor…."

"It was all…"

"I already studied for your exam, Professor." Harry and Draco looked at me like I was an alien, and then turned back the Professor Flitwick, ready for their punishment.

"Never mind, then. We will just skip to the part where you get your detention. You will all three serve you detention together helping Madam Pince in the library."

At this I gave a squeal of delight, but stifled it as I got another glare from both Harry and Draco. Well, at least I will be in my second favorite place in the school.

Draco's POV

I was completely bored. The Slytherin parties were getting really old. All of the same people rubbing up against each other in the middle of the commons, while the music blares in their ears. I was sitting on the couch waiting for everyone to just settle down, when Pansy plopped down and made me almost fall of the black leather couch.

"What's the matter, Dracie? Why aren't you dancing? Come on let's dance!"

"No! Leave me alone, Pansy. I'm not in the mood."

"Oh, give me a break. You are always in the mood to do anything I want." She then pulled me off of the couch and pulled me into the middle of the crowd. I wasn't really in the mood to dance, but to get her to leave me alone, I danced anyway. Apparently, I was pretty wanted by girls. So when we got to the middle of the floor, a circle was formed around us. Pansy thought that she was the reason for the attention, so she started sliding her body all over mine, trying to look sexy. In my opinion, she looked like she was having a seizure.

After what seemed like hours of dancing, I finally had to get away, so I told Pansy that I was parched and needed a drink. Instead I made a b-line towards the door. I needed the fresh air badly.

As I was wondering, I came across many different interesting painting, and stopped at one for a very long time. His name was Barnaby Deftwood and he was a scientist in the early 1800's. We talked for a half hour or so and then I kept walking. He started getting boring.

"HELP!" I came around the corner to find Potter pinning Hermione up against the wall, licking her face and neck doggishly.

"What's going on here?"

"MIND YOUR OWN DAMN BUSINESS MALFOY!"

"HELP! Draco, he's drunk and he's out of contro-ummph!"

"GET OFF OF HER POTTER! SHE CLEARLY DOESN'T WANT YOU TO BOTHER HER!" Then I uttered the first curse that came to my head and knocked him out.

"Ms. Granger. Mr. Malfoy. What have you done to Mr. Potter?" I whirled around to see Professor Flitwick waddling our way. Without asking any more, he immediately levitated Potter and directed him towards his office.

As Hermione and I were following him, I kept trying to get her attention. When I finally did, I gave her the best look I could think of: worry. She turned red but kept a stern look on her face.

When we got into Professor Flitwick's office, he immediately said, "I am not exactly sure what happened, and I don't want to know. Just tell me why you were all out in the corridors when you should have been in your commons rooms, possibly studying for the exam I am giving you on Monday."

"Well, Professor…"

"It was all…."

"I already studied for your exam, Professor."

I looked at her like she was insane but then turned to the professor again.

"Never mind, then. We will just skip to the part where you get your detention. You will all three serve you detention together helping Madam Pince in the library."

Hermione squealed with delight, but I glared at her, not wanting the professor to make our punishment worse. Thank God I get to be with Hermione. Now if only I could get Potter to go away.

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut

My weakness is that I care too much

And our scars remind us that the past is real

I tear my heart open just to feel