Chapter 8: The Confrontation

A/N: Disclaimer in first few chapters.

"Ok!" Hermione finally chuckled. "But can we hold off any murders until I get Ron's stuff out of my flat?"

"Of cou-" Narcissa was interrupted by something ringing. The woman looked around wildly, confused as to what was making that noise. All the while, Hermione was fumbling around in her handbag, looking for her mobile phone. When she found it, she smiled as she looked at the caller's ID. She answered the phone with a warm smile on her face

"Hi, Harry!" the brunette said sunnily.

"HERMIONE!" The Boy Who Wouldn't Die shouted down the line. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO RON?! HE WAS YOUR BOYFRIEND AND YOU CHEATED ON HIM! HOW DA-!"

"Hang on a minute, Harry," chatted a scarily calm Hermione. "Did you just say that I was the one who cheated on Ron?

"YES!" yelled an outraged Harry. "DO I NEED TO REPEAT MYSELF?! RON TOLD ME EVERYTHING! I CAN'T B-" That's when the witch blew up at her best friend, now ex best friend.

"OH! That explains everything!" Hermione exclaimed, just keeping her temper under control. "RONALD told you everything!"

"HE ALWAYS TELLS ME THE TRUTH!" Harry sounded like a five year old having a tantrum.

"Well, Mr Potter, let me tell you something," the brunette told him sarcastically. "Ronald is now lying to you about me cheating on him. It actually happened the other way around, I saw it with my own two eyes. I never lie to you, Harry."

"ACTUALLY, YOU HAVE!" her ex best friend roared. "DRACO MALFOY RING ANY BELLS?!"

"He does now that you mention him," Hermione told him. Noticing Draco's look of misery, she winked at him and his frown twisted into a smirk. "I am here at his house, actually. Accompanied by Narcissa and Lucius, of course."

"Oh I get it!" Harry said in a low menacing tone. "Buddies with his parents now are you? I now he was the one that you left Ron for."

"OH, COPE ONTO YOURSELF, HARRY!" the witch finally cried, her anger causing static energy to crackle around her. "YOU ALWAYS CHOOSE RON OVER ME, NEVER LISTENING TO MY SIDE OF THE STORY! WHO STOOD BY YOU IN FOURTH YEAR, WHILE A CERTAIN RED HEAD GOT ALL HOT AND BOTHERED WITH JEALOUSY?! WHO HAD YOUR BEST INTERESTS AT HEART, EVEN WHEN IT DIDN'T SEEM LIKE IT! YOU WOULD BE DEAD IF IT WASN'T FOR ME!"

"Bu-" Harry tried to protest.

"It's okay, Harry Potter," a, yet again, scarily calm Hermione spoke into her Muggle device. "You can go comfort your ginger friend. I won't be seeing you for a while, I'll be staying with Draco. Good luck consoling that prat!" she added in a falsely cheery tone. "Toodles!"

With that she hung up on The Boy Who Made Her Mad and was greeted with frightened looks coming from the whole Malfoy family, even the Malfoy patriarch was backing slowly was a murderous look on her face that no one in the room had ever seen before.

"Alright!" she clapped her hands together, shocking everyone in the vicinity with the sharp noise. "I'm ready to kick some arse!"

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