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Chapter Seventeen

Draco's Point of View

That little fucker.

"Blaise," I hissed to my left. "We are going to fuck his face up."

"Yeah we are!"

Saying the password to the Gryfinndor common room got Blaise and I strange looks, but it was worth it.

"What the hell are you two doing here?" -Finnigan

"Get out!"-Brown

"What the hell?" -Fucker We Were Looking For

"Shut the fuck up all of you!" Blaise shouted. He looked at a bunch of scared first years in the corner and politely asked them to leave. Everyone else was a seventh year.

"Shouldn't you be fucking your whore?" Lavender Brown asked me with a sneer.

"We here to beat the shit out of that ginger, right there!" I yelled through the room.

He stood and looked at us like we were idiots.

"What did I do this time, Malfoy?" He asked expectantly.

"You've been putting nightmares into Hermione's head!" Blaise shouted as I snapped my head toward him.

"She's 'Hermione' to you now?" I questioned with raised eyebrows.

"She's my best mate's girlfriend. Yes, I call her Hermione and she calls me Blaise. Now, we need to get back at the matter at hand."

"Like Blaise said. You've been putting nightmares in Granger's head. You aren't over her yet. That's why you've been sending her dreams about me dying. Just to let you know, it brought us closer actually."

He stared at me with blazing eyes.

"Why the hell do you think I did it?" He growled. "I love Hermione."

"Apparently, you don't love her enough because you want her. You want her and she's mine. You've been hurting her, Weasley. She's afraid to go to sleep. She cries and clings to me in my bed. Yes, she sleeps in my bed!"

The jealously tactic always works on Weasley.

His hand snapped for his wand, but Blaise was faster.

"Expelliarmus," He called and Weasel-Bee's wand was in his hand.

"Nice on, Blaise." A voice said from behind me. Hermione walked in the Portait and stood next to me with a smirk.

She clutched my hand and looked at Weasley with a fierce expression.

"What the fuck is your problem?" She asked him angrily. "What the fuck did I do to you?"

Weasley's face was in shock because of her foul launguage.

"She has quite the potty mouth." Blaise smiled at me.

"My problem is that you're fucking Malfoy, for Merlin's sake!" He growled at her.

"We aren't fucking." I whispered to him. "If you think the only reason I'm dating Hermione is because I want a fuck, then you're completely wrong."

Hermione was looking at me sincerely. She must have realized the fact that I called her by her real name.

"Don't you fucking lie, Malfoy!" He raced toward me, but was stopped by Hermione whipping her wand out. He flew upwards and was suspended in mid-air. He was thrashing his everywhere, but it was doing him no good.

"Wicked," Blaise laughed. "Where'd you learn that one?"

"Harry showed me!" She giggled and left him there. She turned around and headed for the doorway.

"Where are you going?" I asked and reached for her hand, spinning her toward me.

"I'm giving you guys the opportunity to fuck his face up." She breathed into my ear and kissed my neck.

I gave her a quick peck on the lips and then returned my attention to Weasley.

His face was about to get permentantly fucked up.

Hermione's Point of View

It had been a two weeks since I'd awoken and one week since Draco screwed Ron's face up.

Draco and Blaise sat at the end of the Gryfinndor table with Luna, Dean Thomas (Luna's current boyfriend), Neville, Susan Bones (Neville's current girlfriend), Harry, Ginny, and myself. Breakfast was popping up on everyone's plates and Blaise started stuffing his face in a Ron-like fashion.

Today, Ron was getting a howler.

Ginny had mailed her mother and in return she was told that Ron was going to get chewed out.

Owls swooped down and delivered newspapers to our lot, The Quibbler to Luna, and a fat, red enevelope to Ron who was sitting down the table from them.

"You better open it, dear brother!" Ginny called down to him with a smirk. "Mum has quite a lot to tell you."

He glared at her before the letter exploded, "RONALD WEASLEY, I AM SO ASHAMED IN YOU! HOW COULD YOU BE SUCH A SCREW UP! YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO OUR HOUSEHOLD! YOUR FATHER WANTED TO SEND YOU A SEPERATE HOWLER FROM HIM, BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR HIM TO JUST YELL AT YOU NOW! ARTHUR DEAR IT'S YOUR TURN!

"OH RIGHT! RONALD, HOW COULD YOU DO SUCH A THING TO HERMIONE? SHE IS- OR SHOULD I SAY WAS- ONE OF YOUR CLOSEST FRIENDS! WHO CARES IF SHE'S WITH DRACO MALFOY! THAT'S HER OWN CHOICE! WHAT I CAN'T BELIEVE IS THAT YOU WENT AS FAR AS STEALING BELONGINGS FROM STAFF AND PLACES FALSE IMAGES IN HER HEAD! WHAT I WANT TO KNOW IS...WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? I HOPE YOU REALLY THINK YOUR PRIORITIES OVER, RONALD. AND WHEN YOU DO, MAKE SURE YOU MAIL YOUR MOTHER, BUT IF YOU DONT...DON'T BOTHER WRITING AT ALL. MOLLY DEAR I'M DONE. YOU MAY CONTINUE YOUR LECTURE.

"THANK YOU, ARTHUR. NOW AS I WAS SAYING BEFORE. HOW COULD YOU BE SUCH A PRAT! WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF YOU WERE ASLEEP FOR TWO WEEKS HAVING TO HAVE A DREAM ABOUT YOUR LOVED ONES DYING? I DIDN'T THINK SO! NOW YOU NEED TO GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS AND START BEING A MAN! I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY.

"Oh and Ginny dear, thank you for mailing me every week. It makes me happy that one of my children actually love me! Hermione, I love you so much, my dear. Don't let anything my idiot of a son says deter you. Draco, talk care of Hermione and Harry, take care of Ginny for me since I know her brother won't be."

The Great Hall fell into a eerie silence, but our table cured that. We burst into laughter and everyone was probably looking at us, but we did not care. Draco was laying his head on my shoulder trying to muffle his laughter and it was defiantly not working. Blaise had tears in his eyes from all his laughter. Ginny was covering her mouth with her hand and Harry was laying his head on the table with a huge smile on his face. Luna and Dean were laughing to themselves. Susan and Neville were laughing loudly with rest of us.

People from other houses started joining us and before we knew it, everyone in the Great Hall was laughing. Everyone except Ron, Lavender, and Seamus. That was Ron and his Posse in other words. Even the Professors were smiling and chuckling to themselves.

After a steady five minutes of laughter, the Great Hall returned to it's natural state. Draco had his head against my shoulder and was watching my eat. It sounds kind of creepy, but it was an intimate thing. He liked when I'd take a really long time to slide my bananana out of my mouth. And I was so not doing that on purpose.

"Stop," He growled into my ear as I was sliding it in and out of my mouth unconsiously. "You so naughty, Miss Granger."

I smirked down at him and bit a piece of my banana, before sliding my hand up his thigh. A hiss sounded as I rubbed against the bludge in his trousers. His hand caught mine and he whispered huskily, "Don'y start things you won't be able to finish, Granger."

I looked at him through my eyelashes and asked innocently, "What are you talking about? I'm not doing anything bad."

He gave me a scowl before he too ran his hand up my thigh. He massaged the spot between my legs earning a small moan from me. I then glared at him.

"Don't start things you won't be able to finish, Malfoy." I repeated his line.

"Who said I won't be able to finish it?" He teased me, sending my brain into a euphoria thinking about the different things he would do to me.

"Don't tease about that," I whispered to him, "if you aren't going to actually do anything about it."

"Babe, it's Saturday. Who says I won't actually be ravishing your body today?"