A/N: Sorry y'all my internet left me, when I left my job. Moved to another place, and couldn't afford internet with a 350 dollar power bill. So forgive me. I have a few reviews that made me feel really good. And I want to say thank you for those of you who have me on alert. I hope I don't have to go too long without adding to this story again.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but an unhealthy infatuation for Jasper Hale, Emmett Cullen, and the two sexy slytherins in this story.
As Rhiannon's grip tightened on my arm, all I could think of was the quickest escape route from this particular spot in the club, and to my disappointment, I realized that I would have to pass the two men before I could get away.
During my struggle, however, I failed to notice that said men were coming closer to the two of us until I felt a hot breath next to my ear.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the fairer third of the golden trio." I looked up into the silver eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"Draco, I would prefer you not remind me of the horrendous lapse in judgment that was my Hogwarts years. I rid myself of them years ago, and I don't like to be associated with them anymore." Was my oh so sweet reply.
"I'm sorry, I had no idea. Maybe one day you can tell Blaise and me what Potter and Weasel did to you and we can all bond over our hatred of the two of them. "
"Maybe so. At the moment I have to disappear into my office. See you guys around."
With that being said I excused myself and almost sprinted back to my office. I almost had the door closed when Rhiannon stuck her foot in the way and shoved through the door.
"Now, Mia, why were you trying so hard to get away out there? Those two didn't seem all that bad."
"Rhia, that blond one was a complete bastard to me at school. And the tall dark one, he wasn't much better. Blaise wasn't as bad as Draco about making fun of me, but he wasn't the nicest person either. "
Bryson chose that moment to walk in and let us know there was going to be trouble.
Evidently Harry and Ron decided that they wanted to speak to me, and chose tonight of all nights to carry out this stupid, ill thought out plan.
I walked out the door to see them standing at the bar, waiting impatiently for me.
"Can I help you with something?" I tried to be polite, really I did. The words just chose to come out of my mouth in a snippy tone. I should have been afraid of pissing them off, but I felt safe since Rhiannon and Bryson were right there with me.
Unluckily for us all the red head that we all love to freaking hate chose that moment to open his huge mouth.
"You're the only one who can help us Hermione. We need a place to stay while we look for a new apartment, and we don't know anyone else around here."
You cannot imagine the things going through my mind at that moment. Here were the two idiots that left me in an unknown town after I had given them everything I had including what money I had saved up. Lucky for me, Bryson decided he had heard enough, and pulled my arm to lead me to the bar. I sat on the stool waiting for the moron twins to decide what they were going to say next.
This time it was the boy who had a scar to talk.
"Hermione, we're really sorry about what happened a few years ago. But we had no other choice…"
"You had no choice?? Well isn't that just fucking wonderful, I gave you both all I had to go out and look for a place for us to live. I waited in that fucking hotel for you to come back to the room, I sat up waiting for you to turn up, and you never did. I had no money, I had the clothes on my back, and that was it. Now that I have my own business you know I have money, so what, you came back to see what else you could sucker me out of?" I fairly well exploded as soon as he said what he said.
I didn't give either one of them another chance to open their mouths, I turned to run up to my office, but collided with something solid. The wall I had run into wrapped two exquisitely warm arms around me to keep me from falling. And then I heard wall address the two idiots in front of me.
"I don't know what you did to her, but I would suggest you leave before my friend or I shove you out on your asses."
I looked up, I knew that voice. I had tried to run from the person that voice belonged to already tonight. I was staring into the eyes of one Blaise Zabini, and boy did he look pissed off. I thanked him and tried to shake loose of his grip and walk away, but all he did was pass me into the arms of Draco Malfoy.
Great!! Now I'm stuck between six people, two I love dearly, and four I don't really want to be around. Although I might have to reassess my opinion. Draco and Blaise, instead of contributing to my misery had come to help me.
