Chapter 8 expelled
"What the..." Draco said as he looked down and realised that he was chained to the chair, Ron was still frozen he rolled his eyes and nudged the mud blood's chair, causing him to topple to the ground. "Much better" Draco smirked then hung his head as soon as Professor Snape walked into the room and casted a unfreezing charm.
"Where am I?" Ron struggled in the chains, trying to break free.
"We're in Professor Snape's office, you twit" Draco drawled.
"Mr Malfoy, I don't want to hear another word from you" Snape warned.
"Someone help me out please" Ron whined from the floor.
Professor Snape sighed and lifted him from the floor and sat back down in his seat, leaning forward he gave them the glare "Someone better tell me what happened to Mr Malfoy's face, or I call in the headmaster, then things will turn bad really quick. So, spill" he sneered. Draco pointed at Ron "He did this to me sir, because I'm in love "Draco hissed, Ron went red in the face and ears" She wasn't even yours to begin with" Ron growled.
"ENOUGH!" Snape slammed his fist on the table making both boys jump out of their seats in fright "Mr Weasley, you've broken countless rules so therefore I take away 50 points from Gryffindor. And the Headmaster were here he would expel you where you stand".
Ron's mouth gaped open "But professor Snape you can't do that that's unfair and-" Snape held up a hand to silence him "I don't want to hear your excuses Mr Weasley I don't care; Professor Dumbledore will expel you in his office first thing in the morning."
"Yes, Professor Snape" Ron grumbled.
"Don't grumble at me boy" Snape spelled them free from the chains, rubbing his sore wrists Draco cracked his neck "Thank you, Professor Snape" he said. "Next time consider yourself lucky Mr Malfoy, now get out of my sight." he ordered.
"Yes, sir" Draco sped walked out of his cold office and went to see Hermione, she was sitting on his bed in his white school shirt and nothing else.
"Are you okay? I was worried about you" she said, patting the spot on her soft fleshy thigh.
"I guess..." Draco said and hopped on the bed and leaned his head on her thigh.
"Come here, my beautiful jewel" he purred, wiggling free from Draco Hermione crawled over to Draco and they kissed. His hands slid up her shirt and felt that she wasn't wearing a bra, rolling his fingers around her nipple he tugged gently making Hermione moan.
"We probably shouldn't be doing this here, especially after what happened to your face" she traced her fingertips along the bruises on his skin to his broken nose.
"I guess you're right."
"Again?"
"Again"
