Chapter 2
Hermione floated through the rest of her day. She couldn't keep her mind off of the note Draco had left her.
She even forgot that she was mad at Ron during dinner, and she let him and Harry borrow her History of Magic notes (which, incidentally, she did take).
She ate her dinner as fast as she could, without being too obvious.
"Boys, I'm going to the library. I've got to do my Ancient Runes homework" She told Harry, Ron, Neville Seamus, and Dean as she abruptly stood up.
Only about a minute after she walked out of the Great Hall, Ron noticed Draco getting up and leaving without his posy following him.
Ron knew that something shady was going on, and he was afraid it was going on with the girl he loves.
So, he decided it was in everybody's best interest, except maybe Malfoy's, to follow him out of the Great Hall.
"I'm…uh…" He started to say as he stood up, "I'm going…to the library." He blurted out as he practically ran from the Great Hall. He knew Harry or one of the other guys in his group would call his bluff.
He was running down the hallway when he saw a flash of blonde turning the corner up ahead.
He slowed down, quite abruptly and tried to be at least a little bit quiet.
He followed the blonde hair all the way out to Hermione's hiding spot. A pile of rocks, that gave way to a perfect little hide out.
It couldn't be, his Hermione with Malfoy, Draco fucking Malfoy.
But he saw the poofy brown mess of hair that he had grown to love. Then, he saw the blonde slick hair that he had grown to hate.
He saw her laughing at something the filthy ferret boy had said.
He saw Draco flash her that charming smile of his.
He saw them move closer and closer.
Their lips connected and Ron cried out in agony.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Hermione?!"
AN: Sorry, guys. I know its a short chapter. I just had to leave it off with Ron yelling at Heermione. Just a quick sneak peak the next chapter contains Ron declaring his love, but not for Hermione. And Hermione declaring her love, but not for Draco. (: Keep reading, my loves.
BTW: DISCLAIMER: As much as i wish I owned Harry Potter so I could make millions of dollars, I don't.