Authors Note:

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Bonnie x

Accusations

"Draco?" the voice was soft and small, my head throbbed violently. No thoughts were trampling my brain however, it did feel as if my temples had been stabbed. A cool touch was on my forearm, sending seas of shivers through my body. Each shiver piercing a part of my damp, pale skin.

"Glad to see you're awake." My vision slowly became clearer until I could put together where I was. I was on Hermione's sofa, in her apartment. Her head popped into my view and it comforted me.

"You passed out, Draco. You're in my apartment, I used a few healing spells to stop your fever but I think we have to take you to St. Mungos. I phoned Astoria, she's on her way to fetch you." She explained slowly, obviously noticing my confusion of her words.

"Draco! Honey!" Astoria shouted as she bombarded Hermione's apartment. Her heels clacked heavily on the wooden floors, making me cringe. Hermione placed a cool cloth over my forehead, trying to cool my body down – even though it felt like a fire had broken out inside my body.

"Merlin, look at you." Astoria's voice said and sat beside me, she glared at Hermione and then her eyes stung mine. They were dark and angry, as if one thousand knives were being shot into my eyes.

Hermione explained the story to Astoria as she glanced around the apartment, judging every detail. I knew exactly what she was going to say, Astoria would later accuse me of having an affair with Granger which is rather absurd.

The door swung open and there stood Ron, his eyes dark and confused. He looked each of us down, then moved swiftly towards me.

"Why is he here again?" he shot at Hermione who looked taken aback by his aggressive tone.

Hermione once more explained the story, releasing a furious Ron.

"You went dancing with him? Let me guess, you also shared a bed in the process?" he accused, Hermione's eyes gathering tears and Astoria nodding with Ron. My head pained and all I wanted was peace and quiet – clearly that wasn't going to happen.

"How dare you? I don't love him, you fool! Draco is just a friend." Her words pierced me, and Ron finally nodded and encircled his arms around her, but Hermione shrugged them off and came over to Astoria and I.

"I think it's best if you just apparate." She forced a smile, the tears were still present in her eyes. Her voice croaked and her hands trembled.

"Are you going to be okay?" I whispered, reaching for her hand. Astoria grabbed it before it could touch Hermione, her eyes were like a black-hole – never ending.

"She's going to be fine." Astoria's teeth gritted and she stood me up. I was wobbly and lightheaded, the room spun slowly and my head became heavy. Soon, we were being dragged through mystical twirls and tube-like things and then landed on the hotel bed with a thud.

Astoria was still angry with me, I could tell. I knew that the only way to acquire her forgiveness was to show her affection. She was facing the balcony, looking out onto Big Ben. Her hair was loose and trailed passed her lower back.

I cautiously stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her body to mine. My lips traced her neck, sending shivers down her spine and planting a smirk on my lips. She turned around and searched my eyes. I felt awful, she was confused as to why I always wanted to be with Granger but she didn't ask why.

"I don't want you seeing her anymore." She finally croaked, her eyes carried on staring off into the distance. Her fingers circled her engagement ring and I knew she was contemplating our marriage.

"Astoria-"

"No, Draco. I don't care what she is to you. Whatever is running through your twisted mind, stop it. I am your fiancée and she is Ron's girlfriend." Her words hit me, sending bumps over my skin. I took a step back, taken aback by her sudden demands.

"Astoria, are you jealous of Hermione?" I laughed, she whipped around and slapped me through my face. Sudden bolts of anger shot through me, my body temperature rising and my jaw clenching.

"How dare you!" She shouted back, her face inches from mine, hot and red.

"I am engaged to you! What the bloody hell?" I shouted at her, I didn't realize how loud my voice could go when I am raging with anger.

"I just feel like I am losing you." Her voice was small now, filled with tears and sobs.

I was too angry to care about her crocodile tears. I grabbed my coat and headed for the door.

"Draco!" her voice pleaded from behind the closed door. My feet moved me away from the hotel and to a bar where I sat drinking my anger away.