Why Draco Should Not Be Using Tampons
Day four
“Hermione did what?” Seamus shrieked as the seventh years waited for Professor McGonagall to start their Transfiguration class.
Hermione leaned back a bit so she could hear. She hoped Malfoy had solved her problem and was quite keen on hearing that.
“She kissed Harry!” Neville repeated.
WHAT?
With a tumble Hermione fell out of her chair.
“Everything alright Draco?” Crabbe asked worriedly.
“No!” Hermione grunted as she scrambled herself off the floor. “That stupid little-“
*
“Why did you go and kiss Harry for?” Hermione yelled as she dragged Malfoy back into their common room.
“You’re making it sound like I enjoyed it” Draco said with a sour face. “At least everyone’s off of the gay-thing.”
“He’s my best friend, Malfoy!”
“Indeed, so there’s no reason for anyone else to think that you’re into him.”
“Then why else would I kiss him?”
“Because you’re emotionally unstable,” Malfoy shrugged.
“I am not!”
“Well, you are now! Honestly woman, a kiss doesn’t have to mean anything.”
“It does to me!”
“Well then, that’s your problem now isn’t it? You asked me to get you off the gay-thing and that’s what I did. Honestly, I even kissed Potter to do it. And that goes into the archive of things-I’m-most-trying-to-forget. Now you just need to hold up your end of the bargain and fix things with Pansy.”
“All right. I will,” Hermione said huffily.
“You will?” Draco asked with a slight frown, having expected her to put up more of a fight.
“Yes. At least one of us has high enough morals to hold to the deal,” Hermione said as she left the room.
‘I’ll fix things, all right!’ she thought angrily as she strutted through the halls in search for Pansy.
*
“-Yuk, now that’s a sight that outdid my appetite-”
“-Ew, honestly, can’t they get a room-?”
Draco looked up from his dinner to see what all the racket was about. He quickly wished he hadn’t. He choked on his potatoes and with a clatter he let his cutlery drop to his plate. Granger had gotten Pansy on her good side again all right. So well that Draco was now watching Pansy practically smothering her with her body during lunch and affectionately ruffling her fingers through her –or better; his- hair.
Now there’s a sight he could have done without.
*
“What?” Hermione asked innocently as she was dragged into her common room. “Not happy with your new steady girlfriend?”
“No, I’m not!” Draco growled. “What did you do?”
“I admitted to Pansy how much she really meant to me,” she said dryly. “That I just slapped her because I was scared of how deep my feelings for her really were. But that I finally sorted myself out and that I wanted her to be my steady girlfriend.”
“How could you do this to me?” Draco asked helplessly.
“Surprisingly easily!” she answered evilly.
“You fix this!” Draco threatened. “Really fix this!”
“If you fix things with Lavender and Harry without making me look like some wanton hussy!” Hermione said.
“How am I supposed to do that?” Draco asked powerlessly.
“You know; that question says a lot about you” Hermione pointed out.
“Sod it,” Draco spat. “Fine! I’ll try! Just get Pansy off my back and keep her out of my pants.”
“Ew!” Hermione said with a gag.
“Seems like you don’t know her as much as you thought” Draco said with a smirk. “Even if you don’t break up with her, she’s still your girlfriend for three days. And word is that she moves fast in her relationships.”
“I can keep her at arms length if I want. I made it clear to her that I don’t enjoy public displays, so I’ll be fine as long as I don’t find myself alone with her,” Hermione huffed, but had gotten a little scared all the same.
“Perhaps;” Draco said. “But do you really want to test it?”
“Fine!” Hermione snorted. “I’ll fix Pansy if you do your side of the bargain.”
“Fine” Draco said.
“Without kissing anyone!” Hermione yelled after him as he made his exit out of the common room.
*
Hermione was lying in her bed, trying hard to find her sleep.
It was all becoming a bit much.
In one day she had both gotten together and broken up with Pansy Parkinson, kissed Lavender Brown and kissed Harry. Well, she didn’t really do all that, but somehow she did.
She realised that she really had to keep Malfoy on her good side. She only hoped he would do the same, cause she would damn well retaliate if necessary. And then the domino-effect would start up again.
But she thought he had gotten the point. He did fix things with Lavender and Harry, after all. He told Lavender that it just happened because of the amount of Rum he had absorbed (which was true) and told Harry that it was just a desperate attempt to get people off the gay-thing (which was also true). And they both seemed to understand.
Hermione did was a little worried when Malfoy told her about the disappointed look on Lavender’s face when he had told her that it hadn’t meant anything.
...
Blimey!
*
Draco was brushing his teeth before he was about to turn in. He couldn’t help but snort every time he thought back on the conversation he had with Potter earlier. ‘Brave savior of the Wizarding world’, my bum! As soon as he finds himself in a lip-lock with a girl for whom he has no fuzzy feelings for his knees get all wobbly and no coherent sentence seems to be able to escape his mouth.
Draco could only imagine how the bloke would react when a girl kissed him in which he did was interested in.
Die on the spot?
‘One can only hope’ he thought with a grin.
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End of day four