Chapter 3:
I was sitting outside, reading a book under a tree. "I'm sorry" a voice said, I turned my head to see Draco. I immediately put my head back in the book. "For?" I asked, showing no emotion or care. "Earlier" he replied quieter. "Doesn't matter, you said it yourself, it wasn't any of my business" I said with my eyes still on the book. "Stop" he said "Stop what?'' I asked "Acting like you don't care, I know you do, Hermione" he said, trying to make me look at him. I looked up from my book. "Draco, of course I care, I may show that I really hate you, but I don't, and you were right, It isn't my business and it was silly of me to ask, so can you just go?" I finally brought my eyes to meet his. "You don't hate me?" he smirked. "Oh please" I said and got up, he followed. "Hermione" he took my shoulder. "HEY!" A voice came from behind. Draco suddenly took a step back. "Hermione, are you alright?" Ron came running to me with Harry. "Fine" I looked at the ground. "Are you bugging her?" He said, trying to look protective, I bet if it wasn't Draco, Ron wouldn't care. "No, we were talking" He said with no expression. "Ron-" I started. "Hermione, You know you can't trust him" Harry said. "I was doing just fine on my own thank you, you can go now Ron" I said. "You actually think I would be talking to her, flirting?" he laughed smugly, ouch. "I know you Malfoy, you would try to trick any girl" Harry said, Draco rolled his eyes. "Well, not this mudblood." He said coldly, looking disgusted by me, what was he trying to prove? "Ron just get out of here!" I said, coming to the edge of my patience. They left, and as I turned to go to, Draco took my wrist and led me inside the castle, into a corner where probably no one would pass. "Look," he started, but I didn't want to hear. "Draco, stop it, that was rude, and that's all" I said and started walking, when he grabbed me again. "Granger, I was making up rubbish so they wouldn't, its just, you know what I mean don't you?" he said "No, I don't in fact, one minute your sweet and you say your sorry and all, and the other you insult me, that seems curious doesn't it Draco? If you want to be on talking terms with me, you shouldn't be ashamed of it." I shot. "I'm not, they're just really protective of you, you've seen, and they wouldn't let you…" he stammered. "Be on talking terms with me" he muttered. "Well, good to know that I need Harry and Ron's permission to talk to anyone, I'll watch out for next time" I rolled my eyes and started leaving when he grabbed my wrist again and pulled me back again. "You know what I mean" His face was fallen. "I do, actually, but no need to be aggressive" I rubbed where he pulled me. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to-" he brought his hand to touch mine, but I quickly pulled my hand back. "Draco," he looked at me. "I hope you feel better." I said and left.