The next day Hermione woke up late. Class started in 15 minutes and she didn’t have enough time to eat. She pulled on a black long-sleeved shirt and white pants. She threw her Hogwarts robe and and fled to the bathroom. When she finished brushing her teeth, she went down stairs to grab her backpack. As she was about to leave, the door swung open revealing a snowy blonde carrying a plate containing toast and eggs.
“Morning.” he gave a tiny smile as he walked towards her and set the food on the coffee table.
She smiled back.
“Are you sure you don’t care what people think about us being friends? Especially Ginger and Scarhead.” He said.
She sighed and glared at him. “ Don't call them that!”
Draco shrugged and he watched her eat in silence. When she finished. he stood and held out his hand for her. “Come on, I want to show you something.”
Hermione frowned at this. “Absolutely not! Class starts in 10 minutes and I need to study for N.E.W.T.S! I don’t have time for these things, Draco.”
He held his arms up in defense. “Alright, alright! I just thought you were kind of…“ He hesitated.
She crossed her arms and glared. “Kind of what?”
“Free.” He said as he too crossed his arms.
She gaped at him and placed her hands on her hips. “I AM free!”
Draco raised his eyebrow. “If you are free then dance with me in the middle of the corridors.”
“What? No! What if people think we’re dating? And if the professors think I’m not serious enough? And it’s absolutely insane.”
He smirked. “See? You care too much about what people think. Tell me, what do you do for yourself?”
This was something she had to think about. The only reason she read and studied was because she wanted to make her parents proud. She remembered when she used to dance. She loved the feeling of swaying around a mirrored room. She used to have a dancing partner named Harris. But that was so long ago. She was still very good though.
“I, um, I dance.” She mumbled.
Draco’s raised an eyebrow. “You dance?”
“Yes, I dance.”
“Then show me.”
“Fine. But I’m only doing this because of you.” She said.
Draco pointed at her. “Aha! There it is again. You’re doing this because of what I think. Not because you want to remember dancing again.” He smiled in triumph.
She glared. She hated not being right. In two long strides, she grabbed his arm and pulled him into the corridor. They faced each other. He smiled and she couldn’t help blushing. He placed a hand on her waist while she put hers on his shoulder. They enveloped their hands and swayed around.
(Picture them dancing in the middle of the street scene in The Notebook)
They both forgot about breakfast as they danced. It was a moment of peace for them. No one was there to disturb them or pester them. They both had hard lives that they wanted to forget about. They wanted to be free. All the passion was put into this moment. They gazed into each other’s eyes never wanting it to end.
“What’s going on here?” said a voice.
Hermione and Draco jumped apart. And much to Hermione’s surprise, it was Ron.
“What are you doing here Ron?” She asked.
He scowled at Malfoy but then turned his attention to Hermione.
“I came to get you because you never showed up at breakfast and me and Harry got worried. Then I came here and see you dancing with this prat. WHAT THE BLODDY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? DON’T YOU KNOW HOW MUCH WE HATE HIM? HOW COULD YOU BETRAY US LIKE THIS?!?!” Ron was yelling right now.
Hermione could not believe her ears.
“FIRST OF ALL, HE IS NOT A PRAT! AND THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME! THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU AND HARRY! YOU TWO PUT ME THROUGH HELL! AND SINCE WHEN HAVE YOU WORRIED ABOUT ME???? YOU GUYS IGNORED ME FOR YEARS AND YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO TELL ME WHO TO BE FRIENDS WITH???? I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT GINNY TOLD YOU ABOUT ME CRYING MYSELF TO SLEEP BECAUSE I WAS SO LONELY AND MISERABLE!!!!! I DON’T HATE DRACO ANYMORE! FACE IT RON! AND I’M NOT BETRAYING YOU, YOU’RE ONLY BETRAYING YOURSELF. I DON’T WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH PEOPLE WHO ARE SUPPOSEDLY MY BEST FRIENDS BUT THEN IGNORE ME FOR 2 YEARS! TWO YEARS!!!!! I’M DONE WITH YOU RON! DONE!” Hermione finished. She didn’t care anymore about how hurt and surprised Ron looked right now. She had had enough. She turned around grabbing Draco’s arm so they could leave for class. But she turned around again.
“And by the way Ron, the only prat here is you.” She sneered and then stalked away with Draco leaving a very flustered Ron.
Harry and Ron were sitting together at lunch with Ginny. Ron was replaying what happened with Hermione and Draco. Ginny kept stealing looks at Hermione, she was sitting in the Gryffindor table with Malfoy and a new student named Katie Jules. They looked like they were having a pleasant time. They would all crack up and laugh about things. Ginny turned back to what Ron was saying.
“I think Malfoy’s up to something. She has no right to betray us like this! He’s tormented us so much!”
Harry merely nodded while picking at his food. Ginny knew what he wanted to say so she said it for him.
“Look Ron, stop acting like you own her. She has the liberty to be friends with whoever she wants. Can’t you see he makes her happy? Unlike you and Harry who have been ignoring her for some weird and completely random reason, Malfoy actually pays attention to her. He’s…” Ginny had to think about this. “Real” she finished and stood up.
“I’m going to the library.” She said as she walked away.
Ron was furious. “How can she bloody side with her?!?!”
Harry had had enough. “Ron shut up. She’s right.” And just like that he followed his girlfriend to the library.
Even if she was having fun with Draco and Katie, Hermione couldn’t help wonder why Ginny and Harry walked away from Ron. Maybe they were standing up for her?
“I have to go. Um, I’ve got to catch up on some studying.” She said
Draco rolled his eyes. “Typical Hermione.” Katie and Draco waved at her. Draco actually felt sad that she was leaving. While they danced, he began to develop feelings for her. But he just wasn’t quite sure about them yet. He sighed and looked at Katie. Sure, she was pretty. She had straight blond hair and blue slate eyes. She was perfect. But that’s why Draco didn’t feel about her the same way he felt about Hermione. Hermione had a unique personality that he wanted to know more of. There was always another side to her. Hermione was beautiful in every way. The way a lock of hair goes into her face while she wrote answers. How cute she looked when she was concentrating. She was a perfect kind of imperfect. And Draco loved it.
When Hermione arrived at the library she found Harry and Ginny in a very deep conversation sitting at the table closest to the window. She cautiously approached them.
“Um, hi. I saw you two storm out of the Great Hall. I just wanted to know if you were ok.” Something you never did for me, she thought.
Suddenly Harry jumped up and hugged her. Even if she was startled, she hugged him back with all she had.
“Hermione I’m sorry for everything. I never meant to hurt you. I’m ok with you being friends with Draco. As long as you’re happy it’s fine. I might even try being civil with him.” He smiled and she smiled back. Then she looked at Ginny.
She held up her hands. “I was always on your side.” She said as she went to hug Hermione. Harry joined in and it was one big group hug.
“Just forget about Ron. He’s being a turdy sloth.” Ginny said. Hermione smiled. She hadn’t felt this good in a long time.
“Want to walk to class together?” Harry said.
“I’d be happy too.” Hermione smiled.
The three friends made their way to their classes as happy as they could be.
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