well hello there! long time no see :) so here it is. at long last, chapter 19. took me long enough :s so sorry guys! i promise chapter 20 won't take as long as this one took. i looked through all the comments today trying to find someone to dedicate this chapter to... only problem is that every one of your reviews are just insanely kind and lovely :') so this chapter is just for all of you! every last one of you who have left me the nicest reviews that have kept me going, all of you favouriting the story and adding them to alerts, really you have no idea how happy and motivated you all make me, i truly hope i'm not letting any of you down and i hope you all enjoy the story!
kay i'll stop talking now, sorry! haha, hope your holidays were awesome! happy christmas, happy hanukkah, happy quanza, happy new year! happy everything! no matter what you celebrate, i hope it was amazing and happy, and if you're a December baby like me, then happy birthday too! :)- xoxox Brooklyn

Hermione didn't know what to feel. Not the slightest clue. It had been three weeks now since the incident with Malfoy and one long tiring week of dating Ron. Ron was happier then ever before, which she felt was odd how fast it was for him to get over his long-term girlfriend Lavender Brown so easily. Though she decided not to question it, Ron had ensured her many times over that Lavender was just a phase and that his heart would always belong to Hermione.

Hermione was happy, truly she was. She loved Ron, she loved him more then words could describe, though she wasn't sure what kind of love it was. She couldn't decipher friendship love, in the terms of feeling like he were a brother or even as he was just a close friend, or if the love she felt was something more, like for him. She hated this confusion of her emotions, and to top it off, there was something else. Something in the deepest pits of her soul screaming to get out, and what she felt it screaming is what confused her most. There was someone else.

Someone else she loved, someone else her heart was devoted to. The only problem was, she didn't know who this someone else was. It couldn't be Harry, no, she loved Harry, just about as much as she loved Ron, but that she was positive was a love like for a brother and sister. She had only been romantically linked to two other people, Viktor Krum, and Cormac Mclaggen, and she knew she did not love either of them. She had strong feelings for Viktor yes, but in that fourth year where they had their small fling, she had not once felt an emotion powerful enough to have been love, and Cormac… well he had been Cormac. A quick simple fling to help her get over the heartbreak of seeing Ron with Lavender. So who was it?

"Here" a cold voice spat as a stack of parchment landed hard on the table in front of Hermione, making her jump. She turned to see the culprit. Ah. Right, Malfoy. She had almost forgotten about him. The demon… the horrid, self centered, egotistic, twat that had kissed her, messed with her head and emotions then acted as if nothing had happened, and was now treating her more awful then ever. "A 'thank you' would do, but what more can you expect from a filthy mudblood" he spat again, his lip twitching at the corner at the sight of her flinch.

Hermione opened her mouth to defend herself, but in one swift movement he had turned on his heels, and stormed off to who cares where. Hermione huffed and turned to the papers Malfoy had brought her.

"Right…" she said to herself as she began fondling the edges of the wonderful parchment, scamming quickly over each piece. It was a document from Professor Dumbledore, requesting a full search of the room of requirement. Hermione squinted at the papers, confused as to why the room of requirement needed be searched. Wasn't it simply a place of nonsense and random lost and forgotten objects?

"What does it say" Hermione jumped at the voice behind her, she turned to see Malfoy standing there once again.

"Godric Malfoy" she breathed heavily, grasping her chest "must you always sneak up on me like that?"

"What does the note say?" he asked ignoring her completely, Hermione snorted.

"Why do you care?"

"It has both our names on it doesn't it?"

"Actually… no, it doesn't. Just mine"

"What?" Draco strode quickly around the back of the couch, and came around so he was standing in front of Hermione, he reached for the papers but she pulled them away quickly. "Let me see them" he said quickly, grabbing the top of the papers.

"No" she said simply, standing so they stood face to face, tilting her head up as to show his height made no difference.

"Granger I will give you three seconds to hand over those papers" he ground out between clenched teeth.

"Why do you care so much?" her eyes knit together, studying his face.

"I don't"

"Well obviously you do" she tugged hard, but he tugged just as hard, right back.

"I just want to see what he wants"

"Obviously this doesn't concern you otherwise your name would have been on the parchment!"

"Damnit Granger hand them over right now or I swear to Merlin I'll-"

"What?" she asked, cutting him off. Feeling daring, she smirked at him, she was angry at the way he had toyed with her, and she was ready to give it all back. "You'll what? Kiss me again?"

"Oh not this rubbish again" he snarled, looking disgusted. Hermione ignored the small feeling of hurt that caused her, and decided to push him further.

"I think you're just scared, Malfoy. You're just a scared little boy, afraid to admit that he kissed a mudblood"

"You just called yourself-"

"Oh I'm not finished. You see, you have this need. This need to torment those you like the most. Of course it all makes sense now! All the years of rudeness, name calling-"

"Stop it" he tried to cut in, but she continued.

"Crude jokes, and pranks. It's because you've got a little crush! Not only on me of course, but Harry and Ron too" she watched as his eyes grew angrier and angrier by the second, like a small fire slowly growing into something much more frightening and dangerous. She waited a few seconds before speaking again "am I right?"

That set him off. His face scrunched in disgust and anger, his lips formed a small o and in a quick moment he spat, and it landed right on top of Hermione's left eye.

"What the hell Malfoy! That's disgusting!" she gasped and screamed in anger, wiping the spit off her face.

"Well so are you. You're a disgusting creature, you and your friends. I find it hilarious that you think I would EVER waste my time even thinking about you and your pathetic friends"

"Disgusting" she whispered still looking down at her hand where Malfoy's saliva still stayed. She turned towards her room, hoping to get there quick and wash this filth from her hands, but Draco was quicker, and he grabbed her arms, making her drop the papers. He pushed her back and back, making her trip over her feet, until she felt her back hit the wall, and hard, she winced in pain.

"You're not running away from me. You're going to stand there and listen to me" Hermione looked at the ground, she was somewhat frightened, and Draco's grasp on her arms was only growing tighter. "Look at me" he hissed threw his teeth. Slowly she looked up, and his piercing cold eyes locked her in a trance, as if she couldn't move, or even speak. "I don't give two fucks about those papers, but when I ask for something, you bloody well do it. Next time you open your filthy mouth I might just do something drastic, so I suggest keeping it shut with your stupid opinions. Mention this little twisted fantasy of yours where I kiss you one more time and again; I might just do something drastic. Speak about your disgusting little friends one more time and I might just do something drastic get it?"

Hermione was still frozen, she opened her mouth to say something, anything, but she couldn't find her voice. Draco gave her a sharp shake and again she winced at his harshness "get it?" he growled.

"G- got it," she whimpered. She hated that she was showing fear, but he had her pinned against the wall with a death grip and stare for Godric's sake!

"Good" he snarled, releasing her and letting her drop to the floor. He stormed off towards his room, purposely walking through the pile of papers that lay in front of her, scattering them across the common room.

Hermione sat for a moment, thinking. She had just been threatened. She had been threatened before but the look in his eyes… it only told her the truth to his words, and it frightened her even more. She released a shaky breath after hearing his bedroom door slam closed, and slowly she gathered together the papers, and walked over to her room, closing the door quietly behind her, then walking off to the bathroom, and washing her hands for what seemed like an hour before she was sure all traces of Malfoy's spit were gone. She then went to bed, still slightly shaken up, without another look at Dumbledore's request.

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no part from next chapter, but i will give you a little- well actually a pretty big hint...

draco and ron might just get into a little fight, over none other then our leading lady ;)
only how and why is the question.