A/n: sorry guys, I had my exams and my pc crashed. However, I'm putting up another story along with this one. Check it out on my profile. I'd written that before this one. Also my parents found out and I got hell from them. I'm now sneaking this in. I'll be a slytherin yet! Also, thanks a lot lot lot for waiting. Hopefully, there will be more updates this month 'coz my parents are out. One tomorrow, if I get at least 6 reviews.
Now this?Draco was feeling very uneasy. He made a mental note to forgo the lizard licks the next time somebody offered. He went to the rooms he shared with Hermione and headed straight to the showers. When he came out, the pest still hadn't come back. Thankful, he barred himself in his room and got down to three days' worth of schoolwork. He didn't see her at dinner, which made it impossible for him to eat anything at all, considering lav and parv giggling on one side and Seamus and dean cracking their knuckles on the other. He left his meal unfinished and went back to the rooms. Strangely, Harry and Ron couldn't be seen at dinner either. From time to time, he'd get a strange cramp like sensation in his chest. Rubbing himself, he tried to concentrate. The way he saw it, if he got any time at all to study, he'd be lucky. Once he'd finished a weeks worth of homework, he leaned back, rubbing his neck and glancing at the clock as he did so and blinked at the time. It was going on 12:45 and Granger still hadn't come back. Probably shagging in some broom closet.
He was pissed off that she could've outmanoevoured him so easily. No Malfoy becomes a slave! What bothered him even more was that she kept him on his toes, never letting guess what she was going to do next. Making up his mind to do as much as possible to frustrate her while still being within the limits of the hex, he went to bed.
It felt like he'd barely closed his eyes when loud knocking accompanied by dire threats to person woke him up rudely. Muttering curses under his breath, he shuffled to open the door. On the other side, Ron and Harry stood looking murderous. "Where is she, you scumbag? What have you done to her?" Harry demanded fisting Malfoy's nightshirt.. Trying to shake of the last vestiges of sleep, he mumbled, "What? What? Wha-". "Hermione! Where is she? What have you done to her? Why isn't she in bed?" he demanded. When he fully comprehended what he was saying, he put on a nonchalant face. "Why should I tell you?" he queried, examining his fingernails. Ron who'd been merely glaring at him, now upped it to murderous looking but replied seemingly calm, "because, we'll kill you if you don't?" "That seems reasonable. But I can't help you out. I'm not her keeper. And I don't see why I should be disturbed because of it. " He said in a very pacifying voice. Then, spoilt all the effect by adding, "Besides, shouldn't midnight threesomes be scheduled beforehand? She probably had a previous appointment." "I'm just saying, is all!"
Harry lunged at him but he sidestepped neatly. Ron, who realized that nothing useful would come of this, pulled Harry back. "Look, Malfoy. Are you sure that she didn't say anything at all? A word? Nothing?" Ron asked placatingly. Malfoy, sleepy and irritated as hell barked out, "look, I've had enough of this. If you are so desperate for a shag, I'll give out a signal to Pansy. But don't go around disturbing normal people like this." Ron lost what little control he had on his temper. Pinning Malfoy to the wall, "listen, you little dipshit! Hermione's suffered enough your bleeding innuendos. She's the only one who can calm Ginny in one of her nightmares and we need her now. If you go around any more of your pathetic lies, I swear I will personally cut your balls and feed them to the monkeys." He snarled. "Rather keen on getting to my boys, aren't you?" Malfoy spat. Disgusted, he turned around and left the room. Harry followed him, but not before sending Malfoy another one of his soon to be patented glares. That this was far inferior to the Malfoy glare™ did not bother him.
Once they'd left, Malfoy righted his nightshirt and tried to go back to sleep. But, of course, it was no use. Little did he know that he was starting to LIKE Hermione Granger. "Malfoy! You're weak!" he sighed and went into the study. He wrote a letter and folded it into the shape of a rocket and sent it on its way. Then, rubbing his chest absently, he changed and put on his invisibility cloak and went in search of that self-righteous chit granger.
" Curses! If she's that proper, why can't she inform her bleeding friends instead of letting them try to bash me up?" he muttered making his way down the stairs. Nobody knew but Draco was a very systematic man. This came into use now as he checked off the first floor on his search list. "That bloody Granger had better have a very good reason to be making me roam around like this in the middle of the night." He thought angrily as he stumbled once more. He was near moaning myrtle's bathroom and was growing more and more sleepy. Stopping, he leaned against the wall absently rubbing his chest.
Slowly, he straightened, a look of dawning realization on his face. Then, shoulders square, back stiff, he pushed open the door resolutely and stepped in. he looked around, but couldn't see anything. "All right Granger! Come out, come out, wherever you are!" … "Hell! Declaro nolens wolens!" his eyes were drawn inexorably to the dingiest stall in the room. Striding over, he opened the door, "figures." He spat in disgust. Hermione was slumped on the floor out cold. Her lips were already turning blue. And there was a nasty gash on her wrist like someone had tried to bleed her to death. Her wand was lying uselessly on the floor beside her and her breath was coming in short laboured gasps.
"Figures she'll be like this. Best way to get me in trouble, no?" he asked no one in particular. Sighing, he picked her up carefully, (these fanfic heroes!) and made his way to the hospital wing. He returned to his room just before dawn. Hardly having slept at all, he settled down to a few hours' respite and tried to put all thoughts of a black and blue Hermione out of his mind. By mid-afternoon, everyone knew that Hermione had been attacked.
Unfortunately, for him, the gryfindor snoops had also uncovered the fact that it was Malfoy who'd rescued her. (Because of a late night tryst involving Lavender, a rather phallic looking candle and Crabbe and Goyle.) By evening, everyone was convinced that Malfoy had single handedly fought off 5 dragons and an assortment of EVIL Slytherin girls in addition to a few of Hagrids pets to save Hermione. Of course, nobody cared why dragons would attack Hermione in the first place.
After dinner, however, Harry and Ron confronted him. " What happened to her?" they asked. " I dint know. I found her in the bathrooms and took her to the hospital wing." He answered truthfully, if a little curtly and swept away to his room. It was there that he noticed the strange buzzing in his heads. Nothing seemed to get rid of it. Finally, just as he was about to plunge headfirst into the goldfish bowl, he heard it… "Draco Bleeding Malfoy! Get to the hospital wing RIGHT NOW! MALFOY? MAAAALLLLLFOOOY! CAN YOU HEAR ME? I WANT YOU IN THE HOSPITAL WING NOW!
Cursing all his ancestors, he went down to the hospital wing. Casting a few charms so that pomfrey wouldn't, see, he went to Hermione's bed. To his immense surprise, she was still asleep, and she was still screaming in his head. He shook her. " Stop screeching. I'm here. " Nothing. So, he did the next most obvious thing." Maaaaadam Pomfreeeey!" he called out waking everybody in the ward except Hermione.startled out of her EVIL plotting to get Snape to go on a date with her, she jumped up and went over to where he was shouting his head off.
"She's talking in my head!" He whined. She gave him a very sympathetic look and sighed. "Ah! Young love!" which made him wish he'd never said anything in the first place at all. But he pressed on. "No! She is shouting in my head and I'm NOT in LOVE with HER! " He spat. "No? Then why did you rescue her from five dragons, assorted evil slytherin girls and the giant squid?" she asked. "Where did the giant squid come from? I thought it was Hagrid's pets!" he retorted, then promptly called himself five kinds of a fool." I'm not going to say I told you so, Mr. Malfoy, but ill have you know that Ms. Granger has suffered from multiple bruises, three fractures and advanced hypothermia. She's going to be out cold for at least a week." Malfoy's face completely transformed with glee. A whole week without Granger on his back! Woooohoooo! "Of course, you'll be looking after her for the duration now that you lo- you are her slave."
" Come in, I'll give you her schedule." This undoubtedly took in a few seconds to sink in. then, all the occupants of the hospital ward were woken up for a second time that night by a very very anguished howling. This of course was reported by the gossips as the grief of a young lover torn away from his one true love.
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