Hey all! I know it has been a while since I have posted anything, but I am back and hope to finish this story soon. Thank you all who have been following along with the plot, I am glad you are enjoying it.

Again, I own no part of the HP world, just the story.

HPOV

She was sitting at her desk, when the door to her office flung open. There stood Ron, beaten to hell. His nose, bloody and his eye, black, he looked as though he had walked into the whomping willow.

" What happened to you?" She asked, getting out of her chair and running over to him.

" What? Your boyfriend didn't call you to tell you what he had done?" He snapped back, wiping the blood that was dripping down his face.

" Draco did this?" she said in horror.

" Yeah, who else would have done this?" Ron asked, gesturing to his face.

Hermione didn't want to believe it. Draco had changed so much, she didn't think he was capable of doing something like this. But apparently he hadn't changed as much as she thought.

" Let's get you cleaned up," she said motioning him to the chair across from her desk. " What happened?"

" I was in Diagon Alley at that bookstore you like there, when all of a sudden someone runs into me and it was Draco. He started yelling that you were his and that I needed to leave you alone and that you wanted nothing to do with me. I told him I understood, but he didn't want to hear it. He put me in a binding curse, told me if I didn't leave you alone, that he would show me what he is capable of. Then he stomped me in the face!"

" Merlin! What did you do?"

" I didn't come to till a lot later," he said. " I was unable to defend myself."

She took out her wand, to do some repair to Ron's face. She cast the necessary spells, to fix the broken nose and to clean up the blood on his face and shirt.

" Are you going to be okay? I have to go."

" Where are you going?" He asked abruptly.

" I need to talk to Draco," she said, going to stand. Ron grabbed her arm a little harder than she thought he meant to.

" You can't go."

" Why not? He needs to explain himself."

" He… He," Ron stuttered. " He might hurt you!"

" I don't think that he will hurt me. He needs to explain why he did this to you. Especially since you didn't do anything."

She didn't notice the way Ron's face turned red at that moment. She had already started towards her door. She was going to put an end to this madness. She didn't want to be with someone who hasn't changed from the evil little git he was in school. She wasn't going through this again, not after what Ron had done to her.

DOP

In his study, Draco was pouring over some files when he heard a rather loud knocking at the door. It was the middle of the day, no one ever stopped by at this time, everyone was at work. The pounding began again. Whoever it was, was really impatient. He strode from the room, walked across the large living area and to the door, he swung it open.

There stood a rather mad looking Hermione.

" What is wrong with you?" She shrieked.

" What in the hell are you talking about?" He asked, stunned.

" Ron showed up at my office not long ago."

It dawned on him what happened. He crossed his arms and put his usual sneer on his face. " Oh yeah? And what story did the Weasel tell you?"

" You don't get to call him that. Not after what you did to him!"

" What I did to him? What in the hell did he tell you?"
" He said that you ran into him at a bookstore, put a curse on him and stomped his face. I cannot believe you!"
" That is such bullshit! I did no such thing. Do you really think I would do that?" He asked. He really wanted to know if she thought he was capable of doing such a thing.

" You did it to Harry on the train during school."

He couldn't believe she remembered that. He had come so far from that terrible kid he was at Hogwarts and for her not to see that, spoke volumes. He put the mask up, that he was so use to wearing. It had become second nature for it to be there.

" Well, I guess you have the whole story then…" It was killing him to not tell her the truth, that it wasn't him who attacked Ron, that it was the other way around. But she had already made up her mind and he knew her well enough, that there was usually no changing it.

" You got me Granger." The use of her last name seemed to surprise her. But why should it? He had called her that for years. " I am still the terrible person I was in school and I haven't changed at all. Now if you will excuse me, I have work to do and I don't have time to be standing around, arguing with the likes of you." He knew that was the final blow. He didn't say the word, but she knew what he was implying. Mudblood.

I know that this chapter isn't that long, but I hope you enjoy the drama that insued. Let me know what you think so far. I hope you guys enjoy.