The Proposal

Hermione sat there on the floor, watching Draco leave, a look of disbelief on her face. That look quickly faded and she buried her face into her hands. What the bloody hell was she thinking trying to snog Malfoy? She really had been vunerable, but he had been sweet. Maybe it was just a trick. Pulling herself up, she let out a sigh and decided to face everyone. Besides, she was starving and she had skipped lunch to work on an essay earlier. She knew she would've had to face Ron eventually and sooner was better than later. She went down to the great hall, trying to give herself a mental pep talk. She seated herself next to Harry and piled some food on her plate. Harry looked at her, having worried about where she had been all day. "Everything okay Hermione?" He asked, noticing her trying to hide her puffy eyes. "Did something happen?"

Hermione put on her best happy face for him, "Everythings fine Harry. I just had a run in with Malfoy earlier.." "Merlin, Hermione what did that git do?" Harry asked, getting defensive. Ron looked over, providing a bit of attention to her. "Do you want me to hex him into next week!?" He started to get up. Hermione rolled her eyes "No Ronald sit down, don't make a fool of yourself." "What did he do?" Harry asked with a scowl on his face. "Honestly he didn't really do anything," Hermione said softly, only really telling half the truth. She picked at her plate while both of the boys tried to question her further. "Nevermind, either of you." She said softly, knowing Harry would take Ron's side if she said Ron had been snogging another girl. "Get to bed, you both have an early class. Come to think of it, so do I." She stood up and left them there, half casting her gaze towards the Slytherin table as she went.

She caught sight of Draco listening to one of his friends as he idly picked at his dinner. She quickly looked away and moved up to the Gryffindor tower, ruffling at her curly hair. "Pumpkin Juice." She said, climbing in once the picture had swung open. She went straight to bed.
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In the morning, once she had felt much better, she figured she would get some studying in. She pulled on some fresh robes and marched herself straight to the library. She gathered several books and spread them out on a table, opening them all up. She had become a pro at this- reading several books at a time. She looked up after several hours of work, only to see that familliar blonde walk in carrying a few books. She stood up and moved for him, clearing her throat. He turned and looked at her, an eyebrow raising up. "Granger-" He had started to say, but Hermione cut him off. "Look, Malfoy. I just wanted to apologize for yesterday.It meant nothing and it's not going to happen again." She said firmly. "And if you tell anyone, I'll hex you, got it?" Her brown eyes glared at him.
Draco stared at her for a moment. Good she felt better, and he didn't have to feel guilty about being an ass to her once again. "It better not happen again, Granger. Do you know how disgusting that was?" He smirked at her. Though it was a lie. He had enjoyed her lips on his, but he knew it was wrong and that it would never happen again. He didn't care. She was a mudblood, and he was a pureblood and it was a match made in hell. There was no way he would lower himself to her level.
Hermione nodded and turned to leave, when Draco spoke again. "And if you think you could land a single hex on me, you're wrong." He turned and walked out.

Hermione quietly fumed. How could she let him get the last word in? That arrogant prick! She stomped back to the books, using magic to close them and put them back on the shelves. That's when she ran into Ron. He was snogging that girl again. She had been pretty loud, too, with all her angry stomping. She stared at them, wide-eyed. Ron stared back at her, having been caught in the act. "'Mionie I can explain.." he said sheepishly. "Don't. Just forget it Ronald. Who cares. Snog her all you want, we're done here." Hermione said venomously. She turned and power walked out of the library as fast as she could, her legs burning after making her way down several turns. She had let her legs do the walking and she found herself near the Slytherin common room.

Ron was running just to keep up with her, his face red with anger as he tried to get her to stop. "Mionie listen to me damn you! You're so stubborn!" "Get away from me Ronald, you're going to cause a scene!" "Bloody hell woman you're the one causing a scene!" "Get away from me!" She roared, trying to push him away. "Listen damn you!" He yelled again, and in an instant there was a loud thwack noise. They both stopped moving, staring at each other in silence. Ron's hand still slightly in the air, a large red hand print on Hermione's face. "Hermione.." he started to say. "Stupify!" A different male's voice was heard.

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~What's going to happen next? Please review guys. It's my first fan-fic and I'm honestly curious how you feel about it!