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Chapter Seven...Unexpected

Hermione finally broke away from Draco's kiss, and looked at him. She didn't understand why he had kissed her, yet at the time it had all made sense. In truth though, wasn't he a servant to Lord Voldemort? How could Hermione associate herself with someone loyal to someone-or something- so vulgar? It didn't matter at this moment, however. His hand was gently stroking her cheek, and he leaned forward to kiss her once more.

As Draco kissed her, his tongue made its way into her mouth, and he was pleased to see she didn't reject it. Hermione moaned lightly. She was in heaven.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and there stood Ron, with flowers in his hand. Draco pulled away from Hermione, and he and Ron stared at each other. Ron approached with his jaw dropped, and placed the flowers on Hermione's bed. She leaned up, and she felt a knot in her stomach. Ron had been here to give her flowers alone, and instead found Draco and herself kissing. Draco stood up, and was about to say something, when…

"You think you're bloody brilliant, don't you Malfoy?" Draco blinked.

"What?"

"Stealing my girl? After I warned you to stay away?"

"Ron…please," Hermione groaned. He ignored her.

"Out of all the girls in this fucking school, you had to pick her? You had to pick the one you hated the most, when I've done nothing but love her," Ron said, his fists clenched, " You fucking bastard."

Ron swung his arm right into Draco's stomach, and Draco fell to his knees, groaning and holding his sides. Hermione screamed, and tried to get up, but Ron pushed her back down.

"You fucking asshole!" Draco shouted, and pulled out his wand. He muttered a curse under his breath, and Ron began to shout in agony. It looked like ice had surrounded him, and Hermione could see his breath.

"STOP IT!" she screamed. Draco lifted his wand, and grabbed his stomach once more. The door to the room opened, and Madam Pomphrey walked in with what seemed some sort of medication, and screamed at the site of Ron on the floor, with frost all over his body. She saw the wand in Draco's hand, and her look of shock turned into one of anger.

"MR. MALFOY! What have you done to Mr. Weasley!" she shouted. Without waiting for an answer, she went over to Draco, grabbed his arm, and began leading him out of the hospital wing.

"I'm very sure the headmaster would like to hear about this!"

"Wait…but you don't understand!" Draco pleaded.

"I understand enough that you put that freezing curse upon Mr. Weasley! Come along, now!"

Draco took one last quick glance at Hermione before being lead out of her sight. Hermione's mouth was open in shock, and she looked down at Ron. He had started to move. He quickly stood and sat at the edge of her bed, breathing deeply. Her eyes stared at him.

"Why did you do that Ron?

"Do what?"

"You bloody well know what!" Hermione spat, her eyes flashing. "Coming in here as if you own me!" Now it was Ron's turn to stare.

"He was kissing you! I couldn't just let him!" Hermione stiffened.

"I knew he was kissing me. And I didn't refuse."

Ron looked away, but Hermione saw the pain in his eyes. A silence entered the room, and it wasn't pleasant. Hermione's fingers played with the sheets of the bed. Finally, Ron spoke.

"I don't understand you Hermione. I've liked you ever since I met you, and it seemed at times you liked me too! I thought I was giving enough signs for you to know…" Ron's voice trailed off. Hermione breathed deeply and closed her eyes.

"I didn't know you liked me like that Ron."

"Of course I do. That's why I don't understand why you're snogging Malfoy."

"I don't know why either Ron. It's so confusing," Hermione said, her grip tightening on the sheet. "Maybe it's because he saved me from Snape"

Ron smiled, and got on his knees on the floor, and edged his way towards her head. He grabbed her hand and kissed her on the forehead.

"I understand. I'll let you rest now," he said, and with that he left the room. Hermione felt different. Hermione had been kissed once or so by Ron, once on the forehead, another lightly on the lips. Both those times she had a wonderful feeling in her, and felt hot on the places that his lips touched. Now however, she felt nothing.

When Draco had kissed her…she felt not just hot, but burning on the places he had touched and kissed. Her head hit the pillow, and as she began to drift into sleep, she thought only of Draco and their kiss.

Xxxxx

Notes: Ahhh I finally updated! Whew…I had no ideas for this chapter at first, but then my friend said something to me about the story and I knew I had to do something like it! Yay! Well the next chapter should be up soon…chapter eight already! I want the next chapter to be longer, and it will hopefully cover Draco, Ron, Hermione, and Harry (haven't heard from him in a while lol) and possibly Snape. If you like this story/chapter, please review it! I really want to know what you think! Cheers!

.tracy.