Chapter 5
Never Mess With Hermione
Hermione sat in the Head's common room, crying into a pillow on the couch.
"You're really going to let that get to you?" came a voice from the entrance.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione cried from her pity perch.
"Far be it of me to be your support system, but I have to live with you and you aren't going to be acting like this constantly." Draco said with a huff.
"But really Granger, grow some backbone. This is your last year, are you really going to be poor, pathetic Hermione?"
She looked up at him and wiped her face and asked,
"Well what do I do then?"
"Grow up!" He yelled, "Look at you! Why do you think you can't be strong on your own? Think of everything you've done so far."
Draco tossed himself on the couch beside her and put his face in his hands.
"What am I doing?" He mumbled.
"Fine." Hermione said.
"What?"
Draco looked up at Hermione and was shocked to feel her lips on his.
"What the hell are you doing?" He said pushing her off of him.
"Don't act like you don't like it. I know why you did this to my clothes. You want me Draco Malfoy, and I'm going to use that."
"You've gone bat shit crazy and you aren't going to use a Malfoy for anything." He stated standing with an air of superiority.
"Oh we'll see about that." She said with a sly look on her face, "You can't hide from me, I'm the Head Girl."
