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CH 4 Shutthefuckup!
"I still can't believe she slept with him!" Ron ranted as he paced the floor of the Gryffindor common room. "I mean, I know she didn't have any control over herself, but why did it have to be Malfoy, the King of all Assholes?"
"I don't know Ron, but you saw her; she feels bad enough about this already without us making it worse." Harry said. "We should try to find out who did this to her. Do you think that someone intentionally meant to set up Hermione and Malfoy?"
"Of course!" Ron answered as he abruptly turned to face Harry. "Come on Harry! The potion only affected two people. Two people who hate each other. And one of whom has a lot of enemies. My guess is that Malfoy's gone and pissed off some old girlfriend who wanted to get revenge by making him look like a fool."
"Yeah, maybe" said Harry. "I am going to ask around to see if anyone saw anything strange at breakfast this morning" he decided as he rose from his chair and looked around the common room for someone to interrogate.
"You do that." Ron grumped. "But I can't just sit in here pretending like I am okay with this. It's making me crazy... I'm going to go get some air." Ron announced as he headed for the portrait hole.
Harry watched his best friend storm out of the room. He knew that this was exceptionally hard for Ron to deal with because he had always harbored feelings for Hermione. For the past few years there had definitely been an unspoken attraction between the two and Harry thought that the only reason neither of them ever acted on the attraction was because they were afraid to mess up their friendship.
Harry briefly wondered if he should go after Ron to make sure he didn't do anything stupid, but then decided against the idea. Maybe doing something stupid is just what he needs right now, Harry thought as he approached a pair of 6th years who had been sitting near Hermione at breakfast.
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Meanwhile, in the Slytherin common room, Draco sat on an armchair with a book in front of a cold fireplace. He had been staring at the same page for twenty minutes since he could not concentrate on anything except the morning's events. Flashes of his hands running down Hermione's smooth skin rushed into his mind. He shook his head to try and clear the images, but instead he remembered a small almond-shaped birthmark on her hipbone that he had kissed. He shivered at the memory and noticed he was starting to get hard again. Fuck her for making me think like this! He thought as he threw the book across the room.
A few Slytherins, who were gathered around a table, turned and looked at him questioningly. He glared at them until they looked away and then began to scrutinize each individual in the room. He wanted to know who had set him up. He wasn't sure if he had been put under some kind of a trance of if he had been drugged with a potion, but he did know that some one had meant to humiliate him. Almost everyone in Slytherin had access to those kinds of potions and dark magics, so in reality, it could have been any one of them.
"Hey Draco, where is your girlfriend?" Pansy Parkinson asked as a group of upperclassmen entered the room.
"Yeah, you hypocrite" a halfblooded 6th year piped up from behind the rest.
Draco became furious at this comment. Younger students never talked back to him. He was normally so intimidating that none would dare. Something had to be done, but he was so stressed out from the entire situation that he just narrowed his eyes at the group and began to talk in a low menacing growl.
"I know it was one of you." He said as he looked each one of them in the eyes. "One of you bewitched me this morning. I don't take kindly to being humiliated and when I find out which one of you forced me to touch that filthy animal, I am going to make you pay."
That quieted the group. Everyone looked at each other wondering who had dared to pull this stunt.
"So, you shagged her though, right?" asked Goyle with a sickening grin on his face.
"What?" Draco shouted as he abruptly stood and grabbed Goyle by the throat. Goyle managed to look frightened by the smaller boy's rage.
"There isn't a spell on this planet powerful enough to make me sleep with that trash." Draco finished as he pushed Goyle back hard and walked out of the room.
It was bad enough that he had kissed Granger in front of everyone; he didn't need them knowing how far the affair had gone.
He stayed in his dormitory until Blaise came up and told him that the crowd from downstairs had dispersed.
"Find out anything you can about who did this." Draco suggested. "I promise to make it worth your while."
"How much are we talking?" Blaise asked, his interest having been peaked.
"Enough."
And with that Draco grabbed his broom and headed out towards the quidditch pitch to do some flying and clear his head.
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After storming out of the Gryffindor common room, Ron wandered the castle grounds and eventually found himself at the banks of the Black Lake. He took off his shoes, waded into the water, and found some smooth stones for skipping. He really wasn't mad at Hermione but he was somehow disappointed in her. His head told him that she could not stop herself, but the ache in his chest reminded him that she had given herself to Draco Malfoy.
As much as he didn't want to, Ron couldn't help but be jealous of Malfoy on occasion. He was wealthy, powerful, handsome, and now on top of it all, he would always be Hermione's first. Ron sighed and decided to head back up to the castle for lunch.
Just as he was reaching the castle's front steps, Malfoy walked out of the giant door. Just ignore him. Ron thought as he moved to walk by him. Remember he did not set her up. He is just as much a victim as Hermione…Hermione. Thinking about her again made him want to kick Malfoy's ass, but he had already calmed himself down and was no longer in the mood to start a fight.
Draco, on the other hand, was extremely frustrated and was looking for someone to pick a fight with. Ron was the perfect target. Draco watched as Ron moved aside to let him pass, but he simply moved right in front of him to block his path.
"Get out of my way, Malfoy." Ron stated as he tried to go around Draco's other side.
"No, I don't think I will." Draco replied. He moved to block Ron from passing again.
"What do you want?" Ron huffed and rolled his eyes, all the while trying to keep himself from hexing Malfoy and ending up in detention.
"So, how's your little girlfriend doing after this morning?" Draco asked ignoring Ron's question. "I'd expect she's probably napping. I wore her out pretty good." He sneered.
Ron knew that Malfoy was just trying to bait him so he tried his best to hold back his anger. He stepped up to the blonde with his wand in his hand and said, "You better shut your fat mouth or I'll do it for you. You and I both know that Hermione would have never come near you if it weren't for that lust potion."
"Just keep telling yourself that." Malfoy said with a dry laugh. "She was so ripe for the picking that she was practically begging for it. I'm actually surprised she is still a virgin…oh pardon me, I meant was still a virgin." He said and then actually winked at Ron with a look that said 'Make a move'.
Ron was struck speechless at first. He was so infuriated by the way that Malfoy was talking about Hermione that he actually envisioned himself strangling Malfoy to death. Ron's entire face was red with fury. He raised his wand and with his last ounce of self control, flicked his wrist and called out "Shutthefuckup!" A burst of yellow light spurt forth from his wand and hit Malfoy square in the face. Instantly, Malfoy's lips slammed shut and grew together rendering him unable to cast a counter-curse. This spell was one of Ron's favorites. He and Harry had made it up during their sixth year, but he hardly ever got to use it.
"Maybe this will teach you to watch your mouth, Malfoy" Ron stated as he moved so he was mere inches from Malfoy's face. "I already think you're a piece of shit, so you don't need to give me another reason to kick your ass."
Right then, Draco moved away and bitch slapped Ron right across the face. The spell wore off and Draco smirked. Ron opened his mouth to say something but Draco stopped him "Oh please, just stop talking...You're nothing to me" Draco said and pushed around Ron to leave. "By the way, cute spell. It lasted a whole ten seconds. What a feat!" he mocked over his shoulder as he continued on his way to the pitch.
Ron stood shocked. Had Draco Malfoy actually just slapped him? This was ridiculous. He felt like such a pussy! He turned around to go tackle Malfoy right when a hand reached out and grabbed his arm.
"Going somewhere, Weasley?" Professor Snape asked. He had obviously seen the whole ordeal and chose not to step in until now.
"No sir," Ron replied with a look of rage. I'll kill that bastard later. He decided as he turned away and headed into the castle.
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Notice of Detention
Miss Hermione Granger is to report toMadame Pomfrey in room the hospital wing at 7:00 tonight .
This detention is in response to inappropriate behavior in the Great Hall during breakfast on 17/10/1998
Issued by
Prof. M. McGonagall
Hermione read the detention notice that was just delivered to her by owl. I hope Malfoy won't be there she thought and she checked her watch: 2:30. She still had some time so she decided to go find Ron and Harry. She figured she might as well hang out with them now, seeing as though she was going to spend the rest of her Saturday night in detention.
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A/N I know it may seem like Ron is a little OOC in this fic, but I have decided that he has matured in his old age and is not the hothead he once was. He may revert back…I'm not sure.
Also, next chapter will have more action and plot development.