Disclaimer- i DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.

hEY GUYS, I KNOW IT'S BEEN LOONG, SORRY! anyway, this chapter is definitely hectic! bare with me, the next chapter gets alot more crazy! and im working on that now so it'll be up sooner than this one WAS!

RECAP

She smirked when Malfoy winced, and used the time to shove him further away and slide off Snape's desk. She was making a quick escape to the door, deciding she could do her test and bring it back later if necessary.

She didn't get to leave, she was shoved against a student desk, her arms flew out to catch herself, so her face wouldn't hit wooden surface.

She heard the loud crash of something hitting the floor and she made to turn. She didn't get to do that either. Malfoy was behind her, pinning her palms to the desk with his hands and hovering over her.

"What did you call me?" He growled in her ear.

Hermione's heart started beating wildly, she didn't like this position, she couldn't see his face. She couldn't see how angry he was. She couldn't see what he would do to her!

"Malfoy!" she hissed, trying not to sound like she was pleading.

"What. Did. You. Call. Me." he growled, pressing his mouth against the nape of her neck.

Hermione had enough, she was done! What did she even like about this violent cruel Slytherin?!

'Just his face' she reminded herself 'In reality he is such a coward!'

"Get off me! We're supposed to be studying" she yelled, letting out a loud groan when his hands crushed hers harder against the desk.

He leaned the rest of his weight on her leaving her breathless. She was having trouble breathing.

"Get off me!" she yelled.

"What did you call me!?" he roared again.

Hermione, despite herself, was beginning to feel an inkling of guilt. How in the hell did that make sense? He was the one who called her a Mud-blood and not human! Why was she feeling guilt over calling him a Death-eater?!

'Because I have no proof! I just wanted to hurt him, to point out a vicious flaw in him...' she answered herself.

"Repeat yourself Mud-blood" he crushed her so hard, her hips ground into the table's edge.

Her guilt flew out of a figuratively open window "Ouch! A Death-eater! I called you a Death-eater!" she raged back.

"There it is" He whispered. He pushed harder against her, she felt the edge of the desk dig further into her skin, hitting her bone. God, it hurt. He pushed off her and let her go.

She instantly whipped around to face him, not wanting him to be in that position of power over her again. She watched closely as he walked away to a desk farther away from her.

"What is your problem?" she questioned, anger clear in her voice.

He laughed bitterly"You called me a Death-Eater." he swiveled around and walked toward her. Hermione stiffened as he stopped right by her, he leaned his mouth closer to her ear "You have no idea" he spoke darkly. Than walked past her to his desk, and began working on his test, as if nothing had happened.

Hermione stayed frozen a couple of seconds, shivers running up and down her spine. What did he mean? She walked to a desk away from him and quietly took her test. Estrelladelmar potion was ingrained onto her brain. She quietly wondered why Snape still had them tutoring? They did the same amount of work, Malfoy hardly needed help. If she didn't know better she would assume that Snape was pushing them together on purpose, but that was just ridiculous.

She finished her test and walked over to Snape's desk, she put down the test and walked back to her desk, waiting for Malfoy to finish.

"You can leave" He snorted from his seat. Hermione realized that he was done, but he wanted her to leave first.

"I can't until you're done" she answered.

"You're my tutor not my babysitter! Get out!" he growled, pointing at the door.

"I can't, you great big prick! I have to lock up Snape's classroom!" she huffily replied.

He sneered at her, got up and in his lazy stride made his way over to Snape's desk.

He was quickly walking to the door, grabbing his bag in the process, he stopped right by the exit. He scoffed loudly.

"Who knew?" he muttered "Who knew!?" his voice was rising, Hermione could clearly detect the anger.

"Who knew what?" she snapped, he was yelling right by the door, someone was going to hear him and assume she wasn't responsible enough to have this job! And she was, she really was, except Malfoy never failed to get under her skin

'One way or another' she thought, sardonically.

"Who knew that Gryffindor's tight ass, self proclaimed elf protector, Self righteous, part of the oh so glorious golden trio, so pure and innocent, intelligent, Mudblood, could be such an assuming bitch?!" he roared.

Hermione's eyes widened at the comment. Oh, But Malfoy wasn't done "I'm Hermione Granger, I give everyone an equal chance. Everyone has rights and opinions and I respect them, I'm soooo smart, I know everything. And to top it all off, I'm a hypocritical Bitch!"

"How dare you?!" Hermione stood from her seat and marched over to him "What gives you the right to say that about me?! You know nothing about me! And you're one to talk" she laughed without humor "I'm Draco Malfoy, I'm so tough with my cronies, I have the purest blood, daddy will always protect me, I'm so much better than every-"

"Shut up!" Malfoy roared, getting in her face. Hermione instantly quieted but she stared up at him defiantly.

"Do you hear yourself?!" he smirked " You're such a bloody hypocrite!"

"And you're a slimy, cruel-" Hermione began.

"But I don't try to hide it!" Malfoy snarled "I don't act nice and good. I don't pretend to be an oh so marvelous perfect person! I know how I am! You, Granger? You're pathetic! You say everyone has equal rights? Practice what you preach! You're an act, that's all you are"

"Malfoy" Hermione started fervently "I always stand by what I say! I have never been contradictory to myself! I do believe everyone has rights! I do believe everyone has their own opinions and-"

"That right there! That's why I cant stand you!" Malfoy glared at Hermione, his stormy eyes piercing through her chocolate ones.

"I don't understand" she wailed, shoving a finger against this chest "Stop being so cryptic, if you want to say something just say it!"

Malfoy grabbed her finger and flung her whole hand away "You only think that certain people deserve equal rights and opinions, only when they agree with you. Where are my equal rights, Granger? Why don't you respect my opinions?"

"No! You're not making sense. Your 'opinions' get people killed! And for what-"

"Granger, what makes me less human? What makes me less Human than Potter and Weasley and everyone else in the world, because that's what I am in your eyes, isn't it? Less human, isn't that right?"

"I'm less human in your eyes" Hermione quickly defended herself, her head was swimming with confusion, she couldn't keep up with the multiple turns in the conversation, it was making her dizzy.

"Right, You are less human to me. But I don't try to hide it" He smirked sourly at her "I'm only human, Granger" he walked out the door. Hermione was left dumbfounded, her heart was beating faster.

She shook her head to herself

'I'm not going to cry' she wiped away angrily at the hot tears rolling down her face, she had never been so completely confused in her life, it was like her world turned upside down.

'what is he doing to me' she stormed out of the classroom, locking it, then running to her common room.

He wasn't just angry, he was outraged. It was clear as he briskly walked through the dark dungeons, pushing anyone who got in his way, a cold sneer on his face.

'Bitch! Stupid little bitch!' he kept cursing her in his head.

How can anyone be so infuriating! He had to put as much distance between her and him as he could, if he stuck around any longer he would have wrung her scrawny miserable little neck.

He shoved a first year out of his way reaching the Slytherin common room.

It took one look at him for the wiser of the Slytherin, to know to stay away from him.

"Merlin, Malfoy. What's gotten into you" Blaise Zabini inquired from one of the green arm chairs. Draco walked over to the other, right in front of the fire.

"I had tutoring with Granger" he knew that in itself was explanation enough.

Blaise curled his lip in obvious disgust. "What did she do? Besides live and breath?"

"She is the most infuriating bitch I know! I wish my father would hurry up and send me my mission from the Dark Lord. I can't wait to be rid of her" he growled "And saint potter, along with his little blood traitor friends" Draco noticed how Blaise began to shift uncomfortably.

"What's wrong with you?" Draco asked.

"Huh?" Blaise looked up "Nothing. Who would be in the list of Blood traitors?" Blaise asked, seemingly uninterested.

"Who else?" Malfoy sneered "the little Weasel girl". This time Draco failed to notice how Blaise shifted uncomfortably.

Draco's eyes darkened "And the one I can't wait to get rid of, Ronald Weasley" he snarled.

He wasn't angry with Granger, he really did try to play nice. He thought that perhaps after 3 weeks of being around each other and being able to co-exist, he could return the favor. Besides, it was clear to himself that he was over his obsession for her. And as far as Mud-bloods went, she wasn't that disgustingly repulsive.

Draco glared viciously at the roaring fire in front of him, it reminded him of Weasley's hair.

'Weasley' he sneered at the thought. Even Granger was too good for him, far too good.

'What the fuck was he doing holding her bag?'

His hand tightened on the arm rest of the sofa. 'Why were they smiling and laughing? Why did they walk off together, even leaving Potter behind? Why is she always with him?'

The questions were driving him mad, he grabbed a potions Guide from the table beside him and angrily flung it into the flames, not feeling a bit of remorse, but also not feeling any better as he watched the book disintegrate into ashes.

'Stupid, Mud-blood bitch!' he cursed her. He wished he could find her, perhaps throwing Her into the flames would be much more gratifying.

He had watched as they giggled and flirted until she gave up her bag. He stared darkly at the flames, wishing for the life of him to stick both Weasley and Granger in there.

He felt this rage coursing through his veins, it was unexplainable, he wanted to hurt her so bad. He had wanted to grab her and shake her and throw her around every which way. And was she mad? Calling him a Death-eater?! As if he wasn't angry enough! He could have killed her!

He bit at his lower lip, thinking of the classroom wasn't helping. Instead of remembering what had been said he only remembered of all the compromising positions they had been in.

'For a Mud-blood she really is...enticing' he wanted to wretch at the very thought. He wanted to gouge his eyes out, this wasn't like him! And still he remembered, he remembered her soft and sensitive flesh as he toyed with it in his mouth. The way the skin felt against his wet tongue, the delicious taste of her.

'and she smells incredible' he mused, not realizing the smile that was toying at the corner of his lips.

Her thighs around his waist was the very essence of magic. Those long, creamy and soft pieces of flesh on either side of his hips, as he pounded and rubbed relentlessly against her, wishing for all the world that he could just have her.

He gnawed at his lip furiously, her upper body had pressed against his chest, he could feel the swell of her mounds on him. Her every subtle and soft curve against him. He had only one thing in his mind, he wanted to fuck Mud-blood Granger raw. He didn't care where she was from, what blood was in her system. He had to have her, the ridiculousness, this madness. His throat went dry at the very thought of her.

'Bitch!' he roared inwardly, he abruptly got up from the arm chair "I'm going to bed'" he mumbled and rushed off.

Hermione reached the common room, to her surprise all the Gryffindor's seemed to be in a meeting. She raised her brow as she spotted Harry and Ron.

"Oh, It's Hermione! Just the girl I wanted to see" the Gryffindor prefect, Megally, who rarely talked to Hermione, motioned her over.

Hermione walked over, standing between Harry and Ron, her coveted spot.

"Hey Hermione, we were just going to ask of you and Harry a favor" another Gryffindor prefect, Lester, began.

Hermione turned to Harry, he shrugged. He didn't know what was happening either.

"We don't know much about the Muggle world. And you two come from there, so we were thinking we should let you two handle the music, for the valtimes dance?. We would gladly help with anything we can, but I'm afraid that wont be much, since we don't know anything of the Muggle music. So do you two accept?" Megally asked, looking hopeful.

Hermione knew they just wanted to get out of the work and research that would be needed plus they had said Valentine wrong, but she didn't care, she was absolutely beaming. She had wanted this.

"That's perfectly fine with me. My mother can have all that I need in by the end of this week, I'll just have to write to her, get a list, make a list of songs. Of course I should probably get my items from my mother first, Yes I'll write to her first. No! I should talk to Dumbledore first, get permission to bring that kind of technology in. I need my Mp3 and some Speakers, how big a speaker? This is a dance Hermione! Alright, so First I'll speak with Dumbledore, It's settled then-"

Some Gryffindor's were looking at Hermione's ramblings thoroughly amused. Most were disturbed, as they had never seen someone talk to themselves aloud...in front of people. And a very select few fifth years were already used to Hermione's conversations with herself, how else would she get intellectually challenged,? she needed someone to be on level with her, so the only option was herself.

"Alright" Megally smiled "What say you, Harry?" she looked over at him.

"It's alright" he shrugged, he was smiling.

"Don't worry about Dumbledore, you are allowed to bring the musical equipment needed, but it will be checked and must be small enough to be carried by owl" Lester informed.

Everyone was dismissed, leaving a Harry, Hermione and Ron to discuss.

"I can bring my Mp3, from home. It has a lot of songs, some that I love. And you Harry?" Hermione beamed, so elated with the privileged permission to bring a favorite part of her Muggle world to Hogwarts, and share it with others.

"I would, and there are some really great songs I would love to add, but I'm afraid the Dursleys never exactly got me anything of that sort. The only music I ever heard was what Dudley heard, luckily I liked some of it" Harry grinned looking a bit sad at the same time.

"Don't worry Harry!" Hermione grinned, her own solution coming to mind. "Write a list of the songs you want to add, Name of the song and singer, and I'll send the list to my parents. They can add it to one of my Mp3 Playlists"

Harry was relieved "Thanks" he nodded gratefully.

It was around this time that they noticed Ron looking rather quiet "What's wrong, Ron?" Hermione shook him out of his stupor.

"Nothing. It's just- He looked up at his friends "Nothing, forget it" he sighed a tell-tale blush forming across his cheeks.

Hermione wondered if this was about Pansy. Honestly, what could Ron see in that girl? Hermione instantly quieted her own thoughts, Pansy wasn't an ugly girl, Maybe Ron and her own situation were much alike.

Hermione snorted 'Draco Malfoy, evil little prick!' his parting words didn't leave her head.'I'm only human' They swiveled in her very mind, echoing and infuriating her.

"I'm going to get ready for bed" She informed, looking up at the clock, it wasn't that late but it was an OK time to excuse oneself. Her jubilant mood had officially been crushed with the mere thought of Draco Malfoy.

"Alright good night" Harry waved.

"See you later" Ron said absently. Hermione shook her head again, her friend was a goner.

'Like me' she inwardly reprimanded.

She quickly showered and went to bed. His words just wouldn't leave her, they were tormenting her in her very sleep!

The next morning came to find a very haggard looking Hermione. Her hair was messier than usual, there was bags under her eyes, her face was paler than the norm.

"Merlin, Hermione" Ron gasped in horror when he saw her.

"What happened to you?" Harry questioned.

"isn't it obvious you twit? I didn't get a blink of sleep!" she snapped, instantly regretted her words "Oh, goodness! No, Harry, never you mind my mood. I'm sorry. I just didn't sleep well, is all"

"And why not, you left to bed earlier than us both?" Ron's tone of voice was much more demanding than Harry's. Hermione had to bite her tongue to avoid once again lashing out at one of her friends.

They sat on the Gryffindor table and began filling their plates. Hermione's eyes burned, she needed sleep. She hadn't been able to shut an eye all night until 5:00 in the morning only to be awaken an hour and a half later.

'It's all his fault!' she thought venomously, glaring over at the Slytherin table 'What the hell does he mean he's only human?! He's the one that parades around like he's above all!'

She searched the table and spotted him, his silvery golden hair stood out in a sea of green. Hermione noted bitterly that he looked as good as always, he even seemed to have a glow today! If it was his words that kept her up why was it that he got to look so refreshed when she looked a mess?!

'Complete utter ass! What has he got to look so happy about?! Except his millions of dollars, rich obliging daddy, and just about the whole world in the palm of his hand!' Hermione thought sarcastically. She kept telling herself that she chose to look at him just to observe him, there might be an evil reason for his happiness, that was most definitely a malicious smile she saw on his face. It definitely didn't make her heart flutter, and it most certainly didn't fill her stomach with butterflies. And her breathing was a s regular as always, hyperventilating was completely normal!

'...Happiness suits him' she found herself smiling at his direction. His head snapped up and his silver orbs instantly landed on her own chocolate ones. Her eyes widened and to her surprise he smirked, a cold shiver ran down her spine. Hermione quickly looked away, tuning into Ron and Harry's conversation as she tried to steady her breathing.

'He cant smile at me! Not after what happened yesterday! I don't get it'

Hermione was utterly confused, she couldn't take his mood swings, they were unnatural! She also hated the fact of not knowing anything, she always knew what was happening around her, but with Malfoy it was just so convoluted it didn't make sense, and that threw her off guard every time he looked at her.

'Just forget him!' she yelled at herself 'you aren't being yourself you stupid pathetic girl! Forget about him, eat and then get to potions class and try to make it through that without killing him!' she instructed herself.

Hermione, Harry and Ron ate in quiet, it wasn't uncomfortable all three just seemed to be lost in their own thoughts. It startled all three of them when the bell rang.

"Well that was fast" Ron squirmed uncomfortably as he stood from his seat.

It clicked to Hermione why the time seemed to fly by for all three of them, none of them wanted to get to their potions partners, It would have made her laugh if their partners weren't who they were.

"Lets go" they sluggishly trudged to potions. Hermione wondered if it was her mood that was bringing down her friends.

"Hey, guys, I'm going to write to my mum today" she said, noticing Ron's look of uncertainty she laughed "Don't worry Ron. Muggle music is quite very nice. You'll love it. Muggle and Magic is not different in that concept, It's all music" she assured.

"I know, Hermione. I trust you two" he slumped "I wish I was contributing" he confided.

"You can" Hermione looped her arm around his.

"Of course you can, you can give us your stamp of approval on the music we pick" Harry chuckled, Ron was already looking better. All three seemed in much higher spirits as they made their way to potions.

Hermione was suddenly pushed "Ouch" she stumbled, grateful for Ron's arm, which she held on to tightly. She had barely any time to steady herself before she was being shoved again. This time she was definitely going down, Ron along with her.

"What the bloody hell!" Ron shouted, from on top of Hermione.

Hermione groaned in pain, Ron was definitely much heavier than he looked.

"Get up, weasel! You look ridiculous trying to grope girls outright in public" a voice hissed. Hermione looked up, Malfoy and Pansy were glaring down at the pair.

"You foul bloody git! You dropped them" Harry growled, offering a hand to Ron. Pulling him up and off of Hermione. Hermione took both offered hands, Harry and Ron easily pulling her off the ground.

"What the hell was that for?" Ron roared, getting in Malfoy's face.

"Not very friendly, Weasel" Malfoy snickered. "Is it my fault you can't walk properly on your own two feet?"

Hermione glared at the pair that Malfoy and Pansy made 'a match made in the deepest pits of hell' she thought.

"Malfoy, you idiot!" Hermione went to stand besides Ron and Harry.

"Lovely morning, huh, Granger. And My, my, don't we look like crap" he snorted.

Hermione couldn't help it, with last nights lack of sleep, and his constant berating of her and now he was trying to physically hurt her friends, she couldn't help it.

"You ass" she roared, launching herself at him, knocking them both to the ground. She felt a sense of satisfaction when Malfoy's skull cracked against the floor and he groaned in pain.

"Fucking bitch!" he hissed. They rolled around in the ground and Hermione had the sinking sensation that he was going to destroy her. She tried using her weight as best as she could, trying desperately not to let him roll her on to her back. But he did, Malfoy had her wrists in his hands and pinned her down in seconds.

"What would your friends say if they knew this wasn't the first time we've bee in this very compromising position?" he whispered so only she could hear. Her face grew hot when she squirmed beneath him and realized he was in between her legs.

"Get the hell off her you slimy idiot!" Hermione heard Ron's familiar voice.

"Oh? Why don't you make me" Malfoy's voice was menacing.

"Malfoy! Get off me! Stop trying to bait my friends" Hermione scolded.

"Get off, Malfoy!" Harry was yelling from beside Ron.

A pretty big crowd had started forming outside of Snape's classroom and that was never good. Hermione was getting frantic, she tried sitting up but she couldn't move, all it did was make Malfoy snicker as their hips crushed closer.

Hermione decided she would be perfectly fine if Harry or Ron went past her rules of honor and attacked Malfoy to get him off.

"Malfoy, I'll tear you apart if you don't get of my-" Ron had begun

"Your what?" Hermione recognized Pansy's high voice as she interrupted Ron. "Your what?! Your Mudblood girlfriend?"

Hermione was shocked, not that Pansy called her a Mudblood, but that she seemed angry at what Ron might have said. Hermione was certain he was about to say 'My friend' she wondered what Pansy was thinking.

To her surprise this caused yet another fight in the middle of the hall, between Ron and Pansy.

"Are you out of your mind?! Don't call her that" Ron shot back at Pansy.

"I saw her, Ron. She pushed you and Hermione too, then Malfoy did" Harry threw accusingly.

"Why would you do that?" Ron snapped walking up to Pansy.

"The disgusting display of love was getting nauseating" Pansy put a hand around her slender hip and jutted it out.

"Is it true?" Malfoy surprised Hermione by leaning in close to her face "Does my favorite little, hypocritical Mudblood fancy Weasel?" His words sounded teasing but his eyes, they terrified her, they shone with a malicious intent. "Because, I wonder what boyfriend dearest would think if he knew what you've been up to every time you're with me" it was a threat, as he bent down real close to her face to whisper it, inches away from her lips. Hermione tried her best to ignore it.

Hermione couldn't keep up with what was going on around her. Pansy was yelling at Ron, Ron had grabbed Pansy. Malfoy was on top of her, and as if that wasn't enough more Slytherin's and Gryffindor's seemed to be getting into it.

Millicent Bulstrode had Parvati by the braid. Neville was being pushed around by Crabbe and Goyle. Ginny and a couple of fourth years had walked by on their way to their class and were getting involved in the fray. Ginny was threatening Millicent to let go of Parvati and Blaise kept getting in Ginny's face. Hermione was seething that no one was helping Ginny as Blaise kept putting his hands on her.

And to make the situation even more ridiculous, Harry and Tracy were the only ones trying to keep the peace as everyone fought.

"Hey! Hey! Harry!" Hermione yelled "Get Malfoy off me!" she ordered, she was having trouble breathing. This was getting way out of hand. Harry rushed to her, Hermione gasping for air as Malfoy seemed to be enjoying the sight of her at death's door. Harry put one hand on Malfoy's shoulder and yanked him back, making Malfoy's body drag against her own. She gasped, so did Malfoy, his face turned a slight shade of red. He quickly got up faced Harry and threw the first punch, Harry's glasses flying off his face. Harry didn't seem to care, as he threw his own punch at Malfoy.

And then, right before Hermione's eyes, it turned into a full blown brawl.

Hermione scurried up to her feet "Stop it!" she yelled.

She crashed against Ginny, who was also frantic, as Harry and Ron fought against Blaise and Malfoy. All around her it was chaos, Dean and Seamus were going at it with Crabbe and Goyle. She bent down, spotting Harry;'s glasses, she had just enough time to pick them up and then was shoved, crashing into Ginny again. She turned and came face to face with a very angry looking Pansy.

"See what you've caused!" Pansy yelled, pointing at all the fights taking place.

"You've lost it! You pushed me first!" Hermione defended herself.

"She pushed you?!" Ginny growled in anger.

"Yeah! Just like this" Millicent walked to Ginny and gave her a hard shove.

"Don't touch her!" Hermione pushed Millicent, surprised at herself but not regretful.

"Never ever put your hands on a Pure-blood!" Pansy yelled enraged.

Hermione barely had time to register her words when she heard a familiar voice "So, he's your Harry?! You're delusional" she heard Parvati's shrill voice "He invited me to the Yule ball last year and we're going to the Valentine's day dance together this year"

"You wish! Scar-face is mine" Tracy glowered, throwing herself at Parvati.

Hermione was dizzy trying to keep up with all the fights going on around her. It was shocking to find Blaise and Harry going at it, as it had been with, Draco, that Harry was fighting. Then Draco and Ron seemed to really be causing damage, as they shoved each other at walls and wrestled on the ground, Hermione couldn't watch, it was cringe worthy. Crabbe and Goyle were trying to catch Dean and Seamus, who were doing a good job at hitting them and quickly running away. Tracey and Parvati were fighting over Harry, how that had even come up she wouldn't know.

And apparently people were starting to cheer for Ginny and Hermione to fight with Millicent and Pansy. Hermione was in shock, to hear what Millicent was saying to Ginny,

"And he's a pure-blood, he'll never like you Blood traitor!" Millicent hissed. Hermione thought for a second they were talking about Draco, the most notorious pure-blood.

"And what makes you think I even like Zabini?! You moron!" Ginny shot back.

"Just now! You were all over him!"

"He kept touching me!" Ginny looked on the brink of explosion.

"You are a bitch! First Potter and since he didn't work out now you're going after Blaise?!"

That was all it took, Ginny launched at Millicent, grabbing a decent fistful of hair, and they were on the ground.

"This is madness! It's completely barbaric" Hermione muttered to herself.

"This is your fault! And stop talking to yourself you psycho!" Pansy yelled

"How about you shut up and help me break them apart" Hermione ran past Pansy to Ginny and tried to rip Millicent's hair out of her tight grip.

"I rather break your face" Pansy said darkly but shocked her by trying to pull Millicent away from Ginny.

They broke the girls apart, so that was one fight down.

Ginny tried to make her way past Hermione "No, Stop it, Ginny" Hermione scolded "Harry and Ron are fighting!"

Ginny looked up, and all of a sudden she was caught in tangles of limbs, Harry and Blaise had crashed into Ginny. "Help break them up!" Pansy ordered Millicent, shoving her into the fight. Hermione and Pansy left Ginny and Millicent to break up that fight.

"Parvati, stop this!" Hermione was tugging the small Indian girl away from Tracey.

"Trace, trace! Look, Potter is getting hurt" Pansy shocked Hermione again by helping. What she said caught both fighting girls attention and they seemed disturbed by the idea of Harry fighting.

"Why are you helping?" Hermione asked Pansy.

"Is not because of you! Slytherin's are far above Barbaric behavior, that's Gryffindor's style!" Pansy snapped.

Hermione bit her tongue an instead opted for being grateful for the help. The next fight practically barreled into them both, they were almost dropped to the floor by the swinging limbs of Malfoy and Ron.

"Oy! Weasley!" Pansy was already starting, grabbing onto Ron's arm, stopping him from swinging at Draco with that Hand.

To even things out, Hermione grabbed onto one of Malfoy's arm too "Malfoy, Get away from my friend!" Hermione yelled.

"Don't you mean your boyfriend" Hermione didn't know how Malfoy found the time to tease her and catch Ron in the jaw. She tried to hide the smirk that wanted to come across her face as Ron swung back, seeming to rock Draco.

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" the cold voice was very familiar.

"Shit" Malfoy hissed, instantly stopping his arm from hitting Ron again. The brawl came to an abrupt end just like that as everyone pulled away and stared into the cold eyes of McGonagall and as if that wasn't enough, Snape was next to her.

Many students began scurrying away, some finding the time to rush into Snape's classroom.

"Patil! Granger, Potter and both Weasley's!" Snape's commanding voice froze them on the spot. Hermione silently seethed as she realized some of the Slytherin's were taking this time to escape. she watched outraged as Malfoy began to stride away, taking his time.

"you forgot some Severus. I'll take care of it" McGonagall said in a cutting voice "Mister Malfoy, Zabini! Miss Bulstrode and Miss Parkinson and Miss Davis, follow me" She turned to Snape "I'll take these students to Dumbledore. Do try and get the full story from the rest of the class"

They began to Dumbledore's office. Three times, they had to stop three times!

The first time because Harry and Blaise had began to curse at each other.

The second because Draco and Ron had began to shove one another.

And the third was right outside of Dumbledore's office, Parvati and Tracey had another brawl!

"This wont be good!" Hermione whispered to Ginny as they began their way into Dumbledore's office.

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