Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot and Professor Raven Clark
"Mr. Malfoy, Please explain to me, again, why you were in a fight with Mr. Weasley," Professor Clark asked.
Draco Malfoy was sitting in the Defense Against the Dark Arts room cleaning desks. Thankfully Ron was in the dungeons sterilizing the Cauldrons or it would have been an even more unbearable detention.
"Weasley found out I kissed Hermione and it made him mad, so he challenged me to a fight. He made her cry so I punched his nose and then he tackled me."
Draco did not however tell her about the threat he made to Weasley.
"Aww, you were fighting for her honor, or was it because you have been bewitched? Perhaps a love potion or lust spell. Severus would be most displeased if he found out you were fraternizing with a mudblood. I think I'll tell him. Or better yet, tell your father and the Dark Lord."
"Please don't do that Aunt Raven, I swear I'll keep away from her. Just don't tell father. I don't know what I'll do if he had gotten ahold of her."
"Promise me Draco, promise that you won't even touch her. You won't even look at her."
"I promise," Draco whispered.
After his detention Draco wandered the halls for what seemed like hours. Only mere hours ago he was in Hermione's arms snogging her senseless and now he wasn't even allowed to see her let alone kiss or hug her.
"This fucking sucks," he said out loud if front of the heads portrait.
"Well don't take it out on me," Maleficent stated, as she swung open to let him in.
He had no idea what he was going to do, how he was going to handle it, but he knew he couldn't allow the Dark Lord to get his hands on Hermione, even if it meant breaking her heart in the process.
"My life sucks," he muttered under his breath as he climbed into the Head's suite.