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Rumor Has It

Draco did not know who he was hugging. His memory seemed a bit of a blur for the past hour and he couldn't recall anything at all. The last thing he remembered was Blaise in front of him and putting something on his tongue.

Blaise.

'That bloody bastard!' Malfoy thought.

The blond knew that Zabini had to do with something about his situation he was in. He was the last thing that Malfoy remembered.

But Malfoy didn't want to admit; the person who he was hugging smelled absolutely wonderful. The person smelled like fresh fruit; perhaps strawberry or maybe it was raspberry. All Malfoy could think was to inhale it more. He thought of this person as a dessert. Oh how he wanted more of it!

'Whoever this person is, they smell bloody good. Almost like a strawberry dessert...Hmm. Hope it is a girl.'

As he inhaled more of it, he had to stopped himself from smiling. It just smelled so good to him! The scent was like a drug to him and he was addicted to it.

Malfoy soon heard coughs and gasps while he was hugging the person. He looked up to see many Slytherins, Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and even Hufflepuffs staring at him, mouths gaping so wide and long that it could hit the floor.

He realized that he was still hugging the person!

"Malfoy?" the person asked.

'That voice... I know that bloody voice anywhere...Oh...Merlin...HOW THE BLOODY HELL DID I END UP HUGGING THE MUDBLOOD?' His thoughts were now scrambling as he was trying to figure out how he got here.

"Malfoy?" Granger softly asked.

'Why does her voice seem so soft? But, HOW THE BLOODY HELL DID I END UP HUGGING-'

Draco immediately got out of the hug and stared at her dumbfounded, his eyes wide like saucers. He seemed a bit paler than usual.

He looked at the bushy brunette, who seemed a bit confused.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU HUG ME MUDBLOOD!" Malfoy bursted.

He saw her eye twitch.

"Me hugging you? Are you barking mad? You're the one who hugged me!" Granger exclaimed.

"Why would I hug you?"

"You just did!"

"Well, there has to be a reason why!" Draco smirked at her and decided to talk his way out. "Ahh, I see. You just couldn't resist me, Granger. Sorry, but I don't have any sort of interest in filthy mudbloods like you. Especially with hair like that. Did you know that you look like a giant hairball, Granger? I bet you came out as a hairball when your mother gave birth to you. Probably couldn't tell your gender under all that hair."

"What did you say?" She asked angrily.

"You know what I said."

"You know what Malfoy, I think of you as bald sometimes because your hair blends in with your face."

"At least I don't have hair as the size of that filthy animal-loving, Hagrid," Malfoy retorted.

"At least I don't look like I am bald like Voldemort."

The platinum blond glared at her while she smirked in reply.

"Besides Malfoy," Granger began. "Did you know that you were crying while hugging me?"

"Maybe because I was hugging you, of course!"

"Does 'we are going to be the bestest of friends' ring a bell?"

"Does 'stop being in denial of admiring me' ring a bell?"

"Does 'you are conceited' ring a bell?"

"Does 'stop being a mudblood' ring a bell?"

"How can I stop being a muggleborn, Malfoy? It's part of me!"

"I don't know, but you can start by taking out all of your blood!"

"I would die!"

"Oh, that would be a gift from Merlin!"

"I think Merlin made a mistake by having you live."

"What?"

"You know what I said," Granger mimicked his words before.

"No, I didn't hear," he smirked.

"Then you better clean out that earwax."

"Oh, I already did. It's in your bushy hair."

"That is disgusting!"

"You are disgusting."

Silence.

Draco smirked.

The next thing that happened shocked everyone.

Malfoy soon found himself on the floor with Granger on top of him.

Well, that was a sight to see.

"YOU FOULED, LOATHSOME, EVIL LITTLE COCKROACH!" She shouted at him while grabbing him by the robes.

Didn't he heard that before?

"YOU JUST CAN'T STOP BEING SUCH A GIT! I JUST HAD ABOUT ENOUGH OF YOU!"

Draco didn't know what to do. Hell, he couldn't even get his thoughts straight! He was so stunned by Granger tackling him and the fact that she was on top of him! Malfoy continued to look at her moving lips, but he didn't hear anything come out of her mouth. All of the words she was saying to him were blocked out, but he could tell by her expression that she ready to kill him.

Malfoy guaranteed to himself that Granger sure had a tight grip on him.

Their faces were merely two inches apart and he could feel her hot breath touching his pale face.

Draco was expecting her breath to smell like dead animals, but he was proven wrong.

It smelled like mint.

Delicious mint. Very delicious mint that was meant to be tasted, savoured, and sastifying.

'Why did I even think that?' He thought.

He almost leaned forward to capture his lips with hers, but he stopped himself. It would be his doom. He hated every single little particle that made her. He hated how she was a mudblood and how she always beated him in every class. He hated her bushy hair and her kissable lips.

'Why the bloody hell did I even think that!'

He wanted so badly to rip her hair off her head because it was very distracting and it was also touching his face. Even though Malfoy thought of that, he couldn't help but think how her curls were softly tickling his face. It was actually not as bad as he thought it would be. Draco first thought that her curls were secretly monsters and it will attack him if he got close. To him, he thought that her hair would be like one of those goddesses he heard about from muggles.

'I think it was Medusa...Yes, that's right. Granger's hair would be like those snakes from Medusa's hair.'

While being consumed in his thoughts, Draco didn't know that his mouth was slightly open and the fact that one of Granger's curls went into his mouth.

Also, he didn't know that he was about to swallow the curl.

He started to violently cough.

It silenced Granger as he started coughing. Her eyes looked at his mouth and saw a strand of brown hair at the corner of it. Slowly, she noticed that her hair was in his mouth.

She immediately broke away from him and heard him gurgle as her strand of hair was being pulled out of his throat.

It was not a pleasant sound.

To everyone else, except Granger, they thought that he was moaning.

"Your hair went into my mouth!" Malfoy yelled at her as he got up and dusted off his robes.

"At least be glad that I didn't allow my hair to choke you to death!"

"What is going on here?" A voice interrupted.

Both of them became quiet when they heard the voice. Malfoy and Granger slowly turned their attention to Professor McGonagall, who stood a few feet away from them.

The professor walked up to the two and glared.

"I said, what is going on here?" She questioned.

"It was Granger who started it!"

"It was Malfoy who started it!"

Before Professor McGonagall could say anything else, the Slytherin and the Gryffindor were soon engaged into a heated arguement. The two of them were throwing insults at each other and of course, Malfoy was cursing like there was no tomorrow. It seemed like he forgot that he was in the presence of McGonagall, who soon got slightly irrated by his behavior. Including Hermione's behavior, who she expected to be more mature and ignore him. Instead, the bushy brunette was making comebacks at him also rather than avoiding the fight.

"Quiet!" McGonagall commanded.

The two soon shut their mouths and glared at each other.

The professor remained silent for a few moments before saying, "Now, I won't give the two of you a punishment even though you deserve it, but no more of this nonsense. It is disrupting the school and I will not allow that to happen. Now, you two better separate before another arguement starts. If I hear another agruement for today, I will give you two detention. Do you understand me?"

Draco and Hermione nodded their heads.

"Good," Professor McGonagall turned to Hermione. "I really expected more maturity from you. Please, don't create another fight with him."

Then she faced Draco and said, "You better change your attitude. I thought the war would have change you a bit, but you are the same as ever. Your father is in Azkaban and you're lucky that you are not. It seems the saying 'Old habits die hard' is true."

She looked at them again and left.

"Way to go, Mudblood," Draco snarled. "You got us in trouble."

"Me?" Hermione looked at him in shocked. "You're the one who started it!"

"You're the one who tackle me."

"You're the one who hugged me."

"I wasn't hugging you."

"Malfoy, you were," Zabini interrupted.

"Zabini, why the hell aren't you defending me?"

"Because you did hug her."

Granger smirked at him.

"You know Granger, you do need a hairbrush. I can throw one at you," Draco said.

"Doesn't sound like a threat," she replied.

"But it is a promise."

Hermione glared at him and soon started to walk away while grumbling something about a stupid potion.

Draco turned to Zabini and grabbed him by the arm.

"Malfoy, where are you taking me? Blaise questioned.

He got no reply, but instead Malfoy tighten his grip on him.

The two started to make their way towards the Slytherin Common Room while everyone else was watching them.

Little did Hermione, Draco, and Blaise knew that rumors were soon made and they were spreading like a disease.

The Slytherins reached the boys dormority and locked the door.

While on his bed, Zabini watched Draco pacing back and forth with his arms folded. It seemed to him that Malfoy was in his thoughts, but was obviously frustrated. Draco huffed, scratched his head, and sat on his original bed. A few moments later, Blaise saw his friend glance at him and a frown soon appeared on the pale boy's face.

"You," Draco hissed and walked up to him. "You started all of this!"

"What do you mean?" Blaise asked as he kept a straight face.

"The last thing I remember was you putting something in my mouth and that was in Potions class!"

"So?"

"So? You made me hug that bloody mudblood, Granger! You're the one who put me into that situation, you bloody arse!"

"Am I?"

"Stop being so bloody clueless, Zabini! I know that you did that! Admit it! Admit that you're the one who caused all of that to happen," Malfoy demanded.

"Fine," he saw Draco clenched his fists. "I'm the one to cause you your eternal doom because I made you take the potion. Happy now?"

"Not even."

It was quiet for a few minutes. The two teenagers sat there while being collected in their thoughts. Malfoy was trying to decide whether to kill or spare Zabini while Blaise was trying to figure out how to talk his way out.

Before Draco could say anything, the other Slytherin decided to break the ice.

"You had an affect on Granger though," he stated.

He saw his friend pause for a bit.

"What do you mean?" Malfoy angrily asked.

"When I gave you the potion, you acted very different."

"How different?"

"Very different. You acted like a happy-go-lucky person. You complimented Finnigan about how nice his accent is," he saw Draco turn a shade lighter. "Not only that, but you said something interesting to Granger."

If it was possible, Blaise thought he saw Malfoy turn another shade lighter. Hell, it looked like Malfoy could evenly match the colour of a white piece of paper.

"What...did...I...say?"

"...You wanted to run your hands through her beautiful, nice eyebrows of hers."

Silence.

"What?"

"You wanted to run your hands through her beautiful, nice eyebrows of hers."

More silence.

"WHAT!"

"You wanted-"

"I KNOW WHAT I SAID, BUT I BLOODY SAID THAT?"

"Yes, yes you did."

"BLOODY FUCKING HELL. BLOODY HELL. BLOODY...WAIT..." Draco glared at him. "You're lying!"

Blaise shook his head and said, "Sadly, no. I'm not. Not only that, but you played some sort of game with her."

"WHAT!"

Zabini sighed, "I said-"

"Don't bloody repeat that! What kind of game did I play?"

"Some kind of left and right game."

"That makes no sense!"

"That's what I said to you, but you got mad at me since I was the first one you were playing with. I told you to play with someone else. Finnigan immediately said no, but then you asked Granger to play and she gave in."

"Merlin, what did I do to deserve this..."

"I can give you a list," Blaise suggested.

"I didn't ask for a bloody list, Zabini. Anyways, what else happened?"

"I forgot to tell you this, but you smiled at Granger."

"So?"

"She blushed."

Silence.

Draco grew even more pale.

"What else happened?" Malfoy steadily asked.

Zabini smirked at him and said, "You said to Snape that his wrinkles brings out his handsomeness and it looked like mountains on his face."

Silence.

Blaise remained smirking at his friend's misery. In his head, Zabini made sure not to mention anything about Malfoy complimenting on his smirk. Just by thinking about it made him feel a bit sick.

Soon, a frustrated scream was heard from the Slytherin Boys Dorming Room.

Little did they both knew that another rumor started.

"Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"The rumors!"

"What rumors?"

"That Malfoy got tackled by Granger in the hallways!"

"WHAT!"

"Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"That Draco and Hermione were going at it in the hallways!"

"WHAT!"

"Did you hear?"

"The rumors?"

"Yeah!"

"From what I heard, Granger fancies Malfoy. She couldn't handle herself so she pounced Malfoy!"

"So?"

"She was rubbing his..."

"WHAT!"

"And he moaned!"

"WHAT!"

"Did you hear?"

"I heard a lot!"

"What do you mean? What did you hear?"

"I heard that Draco Malfoy was trying to make Blaise Zabini jealous, so that's why Granger and him were having...fun in the hallways. Goodness, you should have seen Zabini's face! He looked like he was ready to join in the action!"

"WHAT!"

"Did you hear?"

"MERLIN!"

"What! What! What happened?"

"You know how Draco and Blaise were walking away, right?"

"Yeah! What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well, I went back to the Slytherin Common Room and I wanted to check on them. Their door was locked."

"So?"

"I heard a scream from the door. Like a frustrated scream."

"Oh...Oh my...THEY WERE-"

"YEAH!"

"What is going on here?" A voice asked.

"Did you hear Pansy?"

"Hear what?"

"DRACO AND BLAISE WERE SHAGGING!"

"WHAT!"

"Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"I heard that Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, and Blaise Zabini were shagging in the Slytherin Boys Dormority!"

"THEY WERE HAVING A THREESOME?"

"Yeah!"

"Hey guys, what's going on?" a voice asked.

"Hey Ron and Harry! Did you hear?"

"Hear what?" Harry asked.

"Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, and Blaise Zabini were shagging in the Slytherin Boys Dormority!"

"WHAT!" They both shouted.

"Oh that lucky girl!"

"GINNY, WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?"

"Oh Ron, shut up! I bet you wanted some of that action too!"

"WHAT!"

"Did you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"That you should review this story."

Hehehe, you should! Finally, Ginny makes an appearance! Her relationship with Harry will be soon revealed in the next chapter if it is still going on or no! I had to make her say that! I couldn't hold it in! Anyways, sadly, Malfoy went back to his old ways and is now pissed (You can tell by his cursing). Also, sadly Finnigan didn't appear in this chapter, but he will appear in the next. Remember how he is in detention with Snape? Yep...Anyways, hope you guys keep up with your wonderful reviews!