Chapter 5-

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Draco Malfoy is starting to become very agitated. It has been over a week now, and the beautiful Heather Lin Pacey has yet to even look his way. This has never happened to him before. Girls through themselves at all times no matter what he acted like to any of them. He is Draco Malfoy after all, what girl can resist him?

Yet, it seems that the one girl that he can't stop thinking about is the girl that will start to resist him and his charm.

He walks around trying to convince himself he doesn't care. If she won't give him the time of day then that is though for her. It is her lost after all. Not his in anyway or form.

But if he is honest with himself he knows that deep down inside he cares for the young beauty more than he is willing to let anybody on.

"Draky-poo," an annoying feminine voice calls out to him making Draco cringe inside and roll his eyes at her. "Oh, Draky-poo."

"What do you want, Pansy," he says unwilling to even look at the beautiful dark haired Slitherin, though keeping his tone pleasant.

"Well, Draky, Daphne and I have been talking," she gives him a wink, "and we are wondering if you will do us the pleasure to like join us for a little stroll around the common rooms," the way she says it makes Draco understand what she is really talking about.

Who wouldn't? All the Slytherin's have heard of this great opportunity given to a few select, a chance to take a 'stroll' in the common rooms with two of the hottest girls in the school. Every hormonal teenagers' dream come true.

'Humm, Daphne and Pansy at once,' he thinks.

Just as he is about to agree with Pansy Parkinson he has a glance of dark curls.

"Sorry, Pansy. I am busy at the moment. Maybe next time," he says giving her an easy smile before taking a few steps towards the area where he saw the beautiful girl head towards. After taking a few steps a hand on his arm stops him on his tracks.

"What do you even see on her," Pansy says starting to get very annoyed with the thought of going at it without the handsome blond again. "We are offering you what most men and women will kill for and you refuse us. You've heard of this Malfoy, this is a once in a life time offer. I really don't see what you or any other boy sees in her. She is an ugly, buck-tooth, bookworm, Draky, forget her and come and join us. Have some true fun instead of running after someone onworthy of you."

Draco looks down at her with discuss. How dare she talk about the woman he likes like that?

"Don't ever talk about her like that again, Parkinson. And while I am at it, don't ever in your life again address me. Do I make myself clear," he asks walking away before she can answer or even get off her surprise from his words and tone of voice.

…..

"Hermione?"

"Hum," the brunet says turning distractedly towards her tall best friend. "Oh, hey Ron, how may I help you?"

"Can we talk for a few minutes," Ron asks looking awkwardly around the moving student body.

"Sure," Hermione answers leading him towards an empty classroom making sure to lock and silence the place. "What's up, Ron?"

"That is what I want to know," the red head says looking intently at the smart girl in front of him. "What is going on with you, Hermione? You and Harry?"

Hermione turns her back to him wishing that he had not hooked up with Luna Lovegood, his soul mate according to Ron. It was since that day, almost four years ago, that he has become very mature and has been able to read other people so great.

'Damn, Luna,' Hermione thinks before answering her best friend, looking him straight in the eyes.

"Nothing is going on, Ron. Same things as always," she answers with a force smile. "You know, school, homework, studying, N.E.W.T.'s…"

"Get off it Hermione. I know something is going on between you and Harry. And before you ask, I already tried to get some answers out of him but he won't budge. So, as your best friend, I ask you to finally talk to me. It's not like I tell anyone your secrets. Harry still doesn't know you love him…"

"Ron," Hermione exclaims. "I've never said that."

"No you didn't, but as your best friend I was able to tell. So what is going on?"

"Ron," she lets out a long, soft breath before continuing. "I don't want to talk about it with you. There is nothing wrong between your two best friends," she wraps an arm around his shoulders. "At least, nothing that we can't work out eventually. Just give us a few more days and all of this will be behind us."

"But…" Ron start but is interrupted by the young woman in front of him once more.

"Ron, I know you are my best friend and I can, and probably should, confine on you with my problems, all if not most of my problems, but you are also his best friend and I don't want to put you in the middle of the two of us. That is just not fair for you. What happened between us, Harry and I, was just a mistake. We might be feeling a bit awkward, and hurt from my side, but it will pass," Hermione says hoping to stop one of her best friends from pestering her more in the matter. "Besides, I already talked about this to my cousin. She is like my third best friend, and since she is not necessarily involved I can talk to her about one of you without making my two favorite men feel too uncomfortable, or have them go against each other," she says hopping that this bit of information would make him back off from her.

"Well," the redhead starts not completely sure of the situation but her pleading eyes makes him understand that he shouldn't be pushing this too much on her. He can see that this was hurting her more than she is willing to say. "Fine, as long as there is someone there to help you. Besides, you should tell me when you need me to AK someone even if that means killing my other best friend. I know I will be good in doing that for you."

"I'll keep that in mind, Ron," she says with a little smile before removing all the charms in the room and coming out with her best friend beside her. "Now come on, we don't want to miss lunch now, do we?"

"Never," Ron says running ahead of her, yet slowing down enough for her to catch up to him. "Let's go Hermione."

….

Harry looks up towards the now open doors of the Great Hall only to find a slightly breathless Ron and Hermione. He frowns at their hazard look as his mind begins to think of the many things that they could have been doing to have them looking like that, and having them almost missing lunch. Something that is almost impossible for his boy best friend, Ron Weasley.

The many things that he had not so long did with his best friend, the girl not the redhead boy, and the ones that he is now really thinking about from time to time.

Alright, most like every moment of his life now.

Actually, if he was being honest he knows that he has had no innocent thought towards her since fourth year. He just hasn't had the guts to ask her out.

He's had girlfriends in the past, but the thought of losing her friendship is greater than anything else. So now, he has once more moved on, more or less since that kiss, and is going to go after another beautiful, smart girl like his best friend.

Another Granger girl, that is.

"Where have you two been," he says with a deep frown upon his handsome face. "Lunch is almost over."

Hermione raises an eyebrow at his accusing tone but doesn't say anything as she sits between Ron and Ginny.

"We had to talk," Ron says looking at Harry deeply in the eyes, hoping to see what his reaction would be.

"What was so important that you couldn't do it after classes," Ginny asks from the other side of Hermione. "You never miss a time for meals, Ron."

"We just had something important to talk about," Ron almost snaps at his sister when he isn't able to read Harry that well. "Just drop it, Gin."

Harry gives them an accusing look before concentrating on his lunch, all of them in complete silence now.

…..

"Skipping lunch again," a deep voice says from near her.

The young lady with curly, black hair turns to look at the Slytherin prince, the one that she was trying to get away from.

"I have a very important essay to finish," she says tonelessly, hoping that this little chit chat will end sooner better than later. "Like my mom always says, 'As long as you get a good breakfast and dinner you can skip a lunch or two as long as you have something healthy to snack on.'," Heather pulls out a half-eaten granola bar and an apple. "So since your no one to be talking to me about my eating habits and I am following my mum's advice I see nothing wrong with what I am doing," at this point Draco was looking at her with a perplex look. He just doesn't understand how he asking her about lunch went into an explanation and a blaming of a mother he doesn't care about. This look makes Heather roll her beautiful, gray eyes. "I am obviously not getting your attention. So I have to go anyway. I'll see you later."

As she starts to walk away Draco comes back to his senses and grabs her arm to stop her in her tracks.

"No, we need to talk now," his words makes her frown at him and cross her arms over her chest after getting one of her arms released by his grip. "What I mean is that you have been avoiding me," he tries again when he notices her move. "I just want to know what I have done to make you have ill thoughts of me. What did the mudblood and bloodtraitors tell you," he questions making her get angry him. "I warned you about getting to close with them, but I have seen you talk to that Granger girl a lot."

"Who I talked to or don't is none of your business," Heather says walking menacing towards him, picking up a slender finger towards his chest to make all her points clear to him. "I am grateful for your help when I first got here to the school. It was very kind of you to help me with the ins and outs of Hogwarts, so thanks, but I no longer need your help. If you haven't noticed, I am my own person. This means I can make my own decisions. Befriend who I want. And more importantly, do what I want. I don't need anyone following me around, criticizing my decisions, or babysitting me. So, back off."

With that said, Heather turns on her heels and walks towards the library, her sanctuary, leaving an open mouth Draco Malfoy behind.

'Someone is going to pay,' is what goes through his mind before turning on his heel in search of his next victim. 'It has been a while since I have made another student suffer.'

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