Just Pretend

This chapter was betd'ed by my wonderful Beta Molls! Thank you so much!



It was just Hermione and Draco in the Head dorms. He was trying really hard to focus on his schoolwork, but the only thing could study was her--the way she concentrated on reading whatever book it was...her beautiful deep dark brown eyes.

Hermione looked up at Draco and found that he was staring at her. She blushed at the realization. His blue gray eyes turn more grayish silver when he was in the mood. She had always noticed that while they were intimate, when she held his gaze as he thrust into her.

Draco reached for her hand without breaking eye contact. Draco worried that if she looked away, she wouldn't see in his eyes how much he really did care. He kissed the inside of her palm.

"Draco, wait," Hermione said softly.

Draco stopped instantly.

"I want you to tell me that you know that... " Hermione hesistated before going on, "...that you know that what happened wasn't your fault."

Draco dropped her hand and stood up to pace in front of her. "I'm not going to say it! I wish you would leave me alone about it--it IS my fault!" He yelled as he still paced.

Hermione stood up with Draco. She grabbed his arm and whipped him around to face her. She kissed him. Draco moaned as soon as her warm, wet lips came in contact with his. He thought he would come right there when he felt her tongue explore his mouth.

Then it was all gone. She broke the kiss. "Draco, I'm never going to leave you alone. I'm never going to leave you. You can't get rid of me. You're stuck with me forever."

Draco stared in her eyes without responding.

She persisted. "You have to say that is isn't your -- Hey!" When Draco realized that she was only going to continue to nag him about it not being his fault, he slung her over his shoulder. Hermione giggled. "Draco, put me down! Don't drop me!"

When Draco didn't pay any mind to her and continued carrying her to his room, Hermione grabbed a hand full of his ass and gave a good firm sqeeze.

Draco gave a small yelp and laughed. "Hey, Witch!" He said as he smacked her ass playfully. Draco set her down on the bed, being sure that he was gentle.

"Draco Malfoy!" Hermione scolded. "I can't believe that you did that! I'm not a sack of potatoes you can just throw over your shoulder anytime you wish." Draco wasn't listening to a word that she said. He grabbed both of her wrists and wrapped one of his hands around them tightly.

She didn't seem to noticed that he had her pinned. She just kept going on and on about something. Draco decided that he had enough of her talking. His lips captured hers. Hermione melted against the soft, gentle, warm, loving kiss.

He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers, catching his breath while she did the same. "Hermione, will you do one favor for me please?"

"Anything." She said, still a bit breathless.

"Hermione, I don't want to talk about what happened and I can never forgive myself for that. Please, Hermione. Can we just drop that?"

Hermione stared into his eyes. How could she say no to him when he was begging? Hermione nodded. She grinned when she saw his crooked smile in return.

"Now I want you to rest." Draco said as his lips found her neck.

"Promise to be here when I wake up?" She asked, molding her body against his.

"Always." He promised, kissing the top of her forehead.

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Draco woke in a cold sweat, his breathing unsteady. He was shaking unbelievably. It was dark he couldn't see anything real well but he could feel the weight on top of him and the edge of the wall jabbed into the pressure point of his neck.

It was Hermione. Did he piss her off? Harry warned him that she was lethal when you piss her off, that she could kill. Was he snoring and she had enough? He was so confused. Maybe he should just escape. He could make a run for it and sleep in the Slytherin common room until she cooled off.

"How dare you try something when I'm sleeping." Did he grab her boob in his sleep? Was that what she was talking about? He couldn't help that. C'mon, they're usually soft and warm and sometimes his hands get cold. What better place to put them?

"Um...Sorry Hermione. How about I'll leave to --" It happened so fast, it took Draco a whole minute to figure out what happened. Hermione was suddenly off of him and in the dark room somewhere.

His head turned toward the door when he heard the crying protest of the metal as the door was slowly being shut. If this wasn't just weird and scary, what was?

"You're not leaving this time." She said dangerously low.

This time? What the fuck was she talking about? Okay, Hermione has gone mental and he was alone with her in a dark room. Draco was really scared.

"I'm sorry Hermione. I swear I didn't mean to." Draco said, trying to explain. Draco wasn't even sure what he did but he was going to apologize as much as needed.

"I have a hard time believing that. I will never forgive you!" Wow, she was really pissed cause he was trying to warm his hands. Never again will he try that. He would have never started doing it in the first place if he knew it was going to piss her off this much. Bad! Bad Draco.

Draco got off of the bed. He was going to get down on his hands and knees and beg like any boyfriend that is in the dog house with his girlfriend.

As soon as he was kneeling, she tackled him to the ground. He wrenched the wand out of her hand and threw it across the room somewhere. Now that Hermione was wandless she scrambled off of him and backed away slowly acting as if he just struck her.

"Stay away from me. I'll scream for Draco, he promised he wouldn't leave. He is in the bathroom." Now Draco was acting like the one who got hit because that totally just blew him out of the water. What??

Draco suddenly put two and two togther. She was having a dream. Everything that happened that night was happening again in her mind. She couldn't wake herself up.

"Hermione, listen to me. Wake yourself up. I'm right here, Hermione. It's Draco." Draco said loudly but softly. He started to walk towards her.

"No! Don't touch me! Stay away! Don't hurt me." Her voice was full of panic and fear. She was really going through it again in her mind.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm --" As Draco was talking Hermione was quietly coming closer. She gave him a right hook and then kneed him in the groin. Draco dropped to his knees. Draco rolled to his side to avoid getting kicked and then suddenly shot up, ignoring the pain.

He tackled her to the ground. She was screaming now. Loudly. "Draco! Help! Please, Draco. Where are you, Draco?" Hermione was yelling at the top of her lungs as she managed to roll Draco over the floor.

Draco stopped when he hit his head on the end of the table. He wasn't sure where Hermione went but he was going to grab his wand. He stood up and flicked on the light switch. What he saw stopped his heart. Hermione was no longer fighting him she was fighting herself.

She was whimpering as she clawed at her wrist as if someone's hand was there. There was already deep gashing in her wrist. Then she fell to the ground as she was pushed by someone. She then she started to claw at her throat.

She was making herself bleed. She struggled with herself on the ground. "You know I was going to kill myself. I started to but then I thought that I would rather see you die." Hermione rasped out. Draco ran over to her. He was freaking out. She was talking about killing herself. She was bleeding and she was acting like she was being choked. She must have hit her head too cause she was also bleeding from her head.

Draco got on top of her and pinned her down to stop her from hurting herself. She screamed and struggled violently as he hald her down. He was glad that Quidditch practice and working out made him strong because she was putting up one hell of a fight.

"Let go of me! Draco! He left me. Go ahead, kill me! Do it while you have a chance! I promise you that when Draco gets ahold of you, you're a dead man."

Draco couldn't take it anymore. She was talking about killing herself. She couldn't wake herself up and Draco needed her to be her. He slapped her. Not a love tap either. "STOP IT, HERMIONE!"

What surprised him is that she did. She laid there motionless. Her eyes were blank not showing any emotion whatsoever. Confusion claimed her face. "Draco?" She asked in a rasped whisper, her throat was raw from screaming.

Draco unpinned her and got off of her. He sat next to her watching her every move. Hermione put her hands on her head like she was trying to figure out what just happened. Then she glanced over at Draco. She then covered her face with her hands and started to cry.

Draco got behind her and wrapped his arms around her and rocked her as she cried. Hermione cried harder when Draco encircled her with his arms.

"Oh Merlin. Oh fucking Merlin. Draco, you need to get her to the hospital wing." Blaise yelled.

Blaise? How the fuck did he get in the door? The Draco saw the wand in his hand but didn't move an inch as Hermione cried.

"Draco! She is bleeding! Do you want to her to bleed to death!" Blaise yelled walking into the room. It looked like a war went on in there.

That finally compelled Draco to move, being reminded that she was bleeding.

"I'm not talking to the bloody walls here." Blaise said, now panicking. His best friend who was like a brother to him was bleeding, too.

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Draco carried Hermione to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey saw that Hermione was already in bad shape and neither of them were in any shape to explain to her what happened.

"Mr. Zabini, please assist Mr. Malfoy to that hospital bed." Madam Pomfrey said as she started to work on Hermione immediately.

"I'm fine." Draco mumbled.

"I don't want to hear your trap right now, Mr. Malfoy. Get your bottom to that hospital bed now." Draco didn't argure anymore even though he hated being treated like he was four.

Blaise wrapped one arm around Draco's waist and placed Draco's arm over his shoulders. He began helping Draco to the hospital bed that Madam Pomfrey had pointed at.

"We aren't dancing here, Draco. Lean on me, for God's sake." Blaise adjusted as Draco let his full weight be carried by Blaise.

Draco groaned as he laid down on the bed, trying to get comfortable. "What were you doing there?" Draco asked.

"Well I was talking to Goyle when I heard Theo telling Pansy that when he walked passed the Head dorms he could hear screaming and you must be giving it to her rough. I knew that wasn't true so I got worried and went to check on you." Blaise explained. "Just take it easy right now, mate. Rest. I'll watch out and if anything happens that you need to be awake for, I promise you'll be the first one up." Blaise assured.

Draco didn't have strength to argue and respond with a smart remark. He just did as he was told, wondering what would await him tomorrow morning, beside the pain he knew he was going to feel.



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