Hermione scowled at Ginny before rushing off to Draco's room. "Draco, are you okay?" She asked knocking on his door. When she heard no reply, she pushed it open gently. "Hermione?" He asked softly, tears still stinging his eyes. She saw how hurt he was and considered giving him a couple minutes to calm down, but decided against it and walked in. He was sat behind his bed, facing the wall so she sat beside him. "What if she's right. What if I'm just like him?" He turned to her, a tear falling down his face. She tried to console him but he cut her off. "What if I grow up to be his exact copy. A crap husband, a crap father. A crap everything. He was supposed to look after me and mum. Not beat us and give us to the dark lord." Hermione guided his chin gently so that he was now facing her. "What he did was wrong. No one should ever do that to their wife or child. I know you. I know that you wouldn't even imagine hurting someone you love like that." No, I would never dream of hurting you like that. He leaned in slowly, "And Pansy will adore you even if you are a crap husband." She jumped up off the floor, offering her hands in assistance. Draco let her help pull him off the floor, noting how soft her hands were. "You have to bring her into every conversation we have don't you." He frowned, "I try" She laughed in agreement before waving her wand in his face. "What did you do?" He asked suspiciously. She pointed to his full length mirror on the wall. He looked at his reflection, noticing how much better he looked. "Non-Verbal magic? You really are the brightest witch of your age." She smiled, "I try. Can't you do it?" He smiled. "Of course I can. Us Malfoy's can do everything." He smirked and left the room, pulling her along behind him.
Draco stopped froze in his tracks, "Ah crap" He said, not in time for Hermione to stop walking as well. "What's wrong?" She asked, wondering why he had just stopped." He pointed up. "Ah crap" she mimicked. Above them was mistletoe. "Now that is desperate!" Hermione heard Ginny say to Neville from across the room. That was it! The last straw! She can't just accept him as her friend, instead she's convinced that he's the enemy. The worst he did to Ginny was call her weaslette even Harry had accepted him. This was expected from Ronald, but not from her, she was always so much more compassionate. Apparently not. "I'm sorry." She said before pulling him in. One minute he's about to kiss her hand - why would she kiss the enemy right. Next minute she's kissing him. Oh right yeh, he should probably respond. He had barely had time to before it was over. "Am I interupting something?" Blasie Zabini asked as he walked through the portrait.
"I need to speak to you. Concerning a puzzling conversation between me and some poor hufflepuff called Jake. Draco smiled, until Blaise hit him across the face. He then stood up on the sofa, "I would like to make an announcement. I am NOT gay. I am NOT Bi. And I am NOT confused. I am straight!" He jumped of the table before adding, "And single." He winked at Hermione. Draco stood up to meet Hermione's glare. "You absoloute git!" She said before heading of to her room. Draco scowled at Blaise. "I need your advice." Blaise nodded and followed him to his room. "What's this about?" He asked curiously. Draco sighed, "Hermione."
"This is not the bathroom. Sorry." The tall, handsome Slytherin said. "Hey don't cry. I'm not that bad looking surely?" His attempt at humour was not met with laughter. He stood awkwardly at the door, shifting onto his other foot he tried a different approach. "It seems you've found my weakness, A crying girl. May I come in?" Hermione nodded and he sat beside her on the floor. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" he asked softly. She thought for a moment before shaking her head. "In that case, I'm going to have to talk about myself." He said teasingly. "So I woke up this morning and I looked out the window, and I saw that it was a freezing cold day. So I wrapped up nice and warm in a thick sweater. I then realised I was hungry so I went to the hall. I saw that there was a beautiful girl in a summer dress and I was cold for her. Just looking at her made me cold. So I looked away. Then I went back to my dorm and had a lie down. Discovered inner peace - which was of course destroyed the second I got to potions. You know how that class went. Then I-" "Okay Stop. For the sake of my sanity please stop." Hermione finally said. He obliged, but asked a final question, "So what's wrong?" Hermione smiled, "Apart from your ridiculously boring story? Draco and Blaise." Theodore Nott raised an eyebrow, asking her to continue. "One minute I like Blaise, next I find out he's gay. Then I'm sat there on the floor next to Draco and he's poring his heart out to me, and I see his stormy gray eyes and I think I like him. A lot. And then I kiss him, and I find out he lied to me about Blaise. And I don'r know which one I like. More." Theo stayed silent for a minute before replying, "That's certainly more interesting than my story..."
"So you want me to back away because you like her? No can do Drake." Draco looked up at him exhausted. "But she's more than just a crush. I really like her. Please Blaise?" He asked exasperated. Blaise shook his head again, "I really like her too Draco." They oth stood there in a stare off. "Fine." Draco said angrily, "Fine." Blaise shot back.
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"FINE!" Draco said storming out of his room. He walked over to the drinks table and took a bottle of fire whiskey back to his room with him.
"I have and idea that will either work brilliantly, or go completely wrong. Go out with me, and whoever fights for you more is the winner. Or more, we can test them, you can find out more about them. And that's how we can settle it!" Hermione looked at him sceptically. "You really think that will work?" She asked finally. He smiled, "Yes babe." Hermione shook her head, "Rule 1: Don't ever call me babe again. EVER!" He laughed but stopped upon noticing she was serious. "Sorry."