CH3:

Draco was absolutely livid with Granger "stupid mudblood" he mumbled to himself. He was roaming the castle looking for her "who does she think she is" he grunted. He knew she wouldn't have gone back to the common room, so where would she go? He already checked the library with no luck. He then had a thought "Lumos" Draco whispered, in case any of the teachers were also out at this time.

"Hey, you! Turn that light off will you? We're trying to sleep here" one of the portraits shouted at Draco.

Another portrait chimed up "what is it that you want son?" he turned around to see the portrait; he had no idea who it was, but was grateful that someone would answer his question.

"I'm looking for a girl, curly hair, most probably cradling her left arm—"

Draco was cut off by the portrait "Ah, yes. Miss Granger, I do believe she was heading to the astronomy tower"

"Of course, the mudblood would have to go up there and make me walk the stairs—"

He was once again cut off by the portrait "Hold your tongue boy!" he bellowed "How dare you use that language toward another pupil" he scolded Draco

Draco stood there for a moment, it was like he being told off by his father. He was taken aback, he thanked the portrait before leaving and heading toward the astronomy tower.

Draco was slightly out of breath by the time he reached the top of the tower. He looked around for Granger but couldn't see her, he was about to turn around and head back to the dormitories when he heard a small sob coming from the far side of the tower. He slowly crept over to the weeping figure. It was Granger.

"What do you want Malfoy" Hermione asked without turning around.

Draco continued to walk up behind her but said nothing. Hermione stood up and turned around when she felt his body heat, her breath caught in her throat as Draco had his wand pointed at her, he came in closer, so close that she could smell his cologne; he smelt like pinewood, she loved the smell of pinewood. She pushed that thought out of her head as quickly as it had entered.

He held his wand under her chin, lightly pressed into her throat like she had done to him a few months ago, however drawing her wand on him was justified. "What are you going to do Malfoy? Torture me?" she sighed; she knew as much as he did that he wasn't going to do that.

"I did cross my mind" he stated, his eye cold. "However, I wouldn't waste a spell on the likes of you" he lowered his wand and turned away. She wasn't worth his time, so he decided to just leave it and piss potter off instead in the morning. "Coward" Hermione muttered loud enough for Draco to hear. That hit a nerve. He turned around so fast that Hermione didn't have time to react.

He whipped round and forcefully grabbed Hermione's bad arm and squeezed it, Hermione couldn't help the scream that left her mouth; he was hurting her.

Draco could feel her wrist throbbing underneath his own hand, he knew he was hurting her but he was too angry to care at this moment. "Say it again Granger" he dared her, in a menacing tone. When he heard nothing but whimpers from her he let her go and she dropped to the floor cradling her arm. He squatted down next to her and leaned in so his lips brushed her momentarily, he then slowly moved slowly from her mouth up her cheek, until he came to rest on her ear "remember this Granger, and know that I am not afraid to hurt you. The next time you aim that word at me i will not hesitate to hex you, do you understand?" his voice was low but harsh and he made sure to brush her earlobe with his mouth before standing.

Shouting at her, he asked again "Do you understand Granger". Before she had a chance to reply Ron had appeared "understand this" he replied to Draco before his fist connected with Draco's face. Ron ran over to Hermione, his hands searching her body for any injury, however, before he could find the damage done to her wrist Hermione had stood up "Thank you Ron, but I don't need you looking out for me anymore alright" she said with a slightly agitated tone. Ron nodded once and followed Hermione out of the astronomy tower, leaving Draco where he lay.