Here lies chapter two! Yeah yeah I know, no one really reads the obligatory authors notes, but I may as well put them. On to the story!
Chapter Two
The Cycle Continues
Hermione sat on her bed and flipped through her diary trying to block out the sounds of laughter from the people outside. It hurt her to know that she was once as happy as they were.
She was interrupted by a knock on the door. Hermione sighed and put her diary under the pillow and told the person to come in. The bright red hair of Rons appeared behind her door as he smiled brightly at her.
"Hey Hermione! What are you doing in here when there's so much going on outside?"
Hermione gave him a small smile. "I was just finishing off some home work."
Ron laughed and walked over to sit beside her on the window seat. "Trust you to do your home work on a Saturday while everyone else is outside having fun." He kissed her on the cheek. "I feel like I haven't seen you in ages. Harry and I have been wondering what you were up to."
At the mention of Harry Hermiones tensed and her mind screamed at her not to show anything. "Really?" She said trying to sound casual. "I didn't think Harry much cared. He's been so different lately."
"Yeah, but he really misses you." Ron shrugged and added "and so do I."
Hermione sighed. "I know Ron, but I've been so busy with my heads duties."
Ron sneared. "How has the farrette been? If he's done anything to you…"
"No Ron." Hermione smiled seeing how easily he got riled up. If she were ever to tell him about Harry… "Malfoy and I have hardly talked. He usually leaves everything to me, which is exactly the way I like it."
Hermione screeched as a snowball hit her window. Ron laughed and looked out the window to see Dean and Seamus laughing at them.
"Come on Hermione, let's go outside. Harry's waiting for us."
"Oh…well… I still have some homework left. I don't know if I should. I mean-"
"Aw come one Hermione!" Ron wined. "Please? We haven't seen you In so long!"
Hermione, knowing that there was no way Ron would give up agreed. "But I have a few things I want to do first. I'll meet you in the Great Hall in fifteen minutes."
Ron agreed, kissed her on the cheek, and left. Hermione took her journal back out and wrote; Just be Strong.
She put her diary away, grabbed her jacket turned around to shut her door.
"Hey, Hermione."
Hermione froze, her hand on the doorknob. "Harry." She said quietly. "What are you doing here? I told Ron I'd meet you in the Great Hall in fifteen minutes."
"I know." Harry closed in on her as she turned around to stare at his cold eyes. "But I wanted some time to catch up with you."
"Harry, just leave me alone." Hermione ordered a little more bravely then she felt. "I have nothing to say to you."
"Well then don't say anything at all." Harry put a hand beside her head and leaded in so she was pressed against the door. Hermione tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist and held her hand to the door. "Why so tense? We're friends right?"
"Harry, please…"
Harry brought his hand up to stroke her face. He ran his hand down, stopping on her throat to strangle her. "Come on Hermione. Why fight it? We're meant to be together. Just-"
"Hey, Granger." Came the drawl of her least favorite blond who right now she could kiss for helping her. "Why don't you too just go in your room?" Or not.
Harry turned and looked at Draco then back to Hermione. "Oh, we're not like that, Malfoy. Don't you have somewhere to be?"
"Yeah, but personally, I like it here." Draco glared at Harry.
Harry sneered at Draco, turned, winked at Hermione, then walked out of their common room telling her to meet them in the Great Hall.
Hermione stood avoiding Draco's eye until he said "Look Granger, next time you want to have a little "alone time with Potter, let me know so I can be sure to avoid the common room."
Hermione would have said something back if she wasn't in shock. Plus the fact that she was extreemly thankful that he showed up when he did. Who knows what would have happened if he hadn't. All she managed to say was "Shut up, Malfoy."
She walked down the rest of the stairs to the common room and sat down on the couch. Malfoy watched her walk and saw the distressed look on her face and sneered. He walked around to sit on a chair and smirk at her.
"Can I help you?" glared at him.
"No." He said simply and continued to stare at her. "Just curious, you know?"
Hermione looked at him confused. "About what?"
"Why you don't tell anyone."
Hermione stiffened. He couldn't possibly know what's happening. This is Malfoy we're talking about here. He's to self absorbed to see that things affect other people as well as himself.
"Tell anyone what?" she asked tensely. "What are you talking about?"
He smirked at her and shook his head. "Forget it, Granger. It's your problem."
Draco got up off the chair and walked up the stairs to his room. Hermione watched him go, astounded that he could even possibly have figured out her secret. But why would he care. Shouldn't he be happy? Shouldn't he be telling all his Slytherin cronies?
Hermione sighed and stood up. She watched his door thinking that she'd never understand him and would just vouch for hating him. She walked over to the portrait hole and exited the common room dreading the day that lay ahead of her.
All I have to say is, R and R
