The Thought Of It All

So, I see you saw the lovely couple,' Draco said sarcastically. To him, seeing Weasel snogging, let alone shag the wanker Lavender Brown sent chills down his spine. He had thought he went blind, but unfortunately even seeing that didn't cause it to become permanent. He was walking down the hall, well patrolling, when he heard the rambicous moaning.

Draco had opened the door a tad, just to see who it was, but he didn't expect it to be his least favorite person, and in such a atrocious position. And the next thing he knew, he was running down the hall, trying with all his might to get that mental picture from out of his mind. He knew he was imaginative, but that was taking it to a whole new level.

A gasp broke him out of his thoughts. He looked down and saw Granger, picking herself up. It was a sight to see, Miss Courage with little tears running down her face.

'Sod off, Malfoy,' Granger said through clenched teeth. 'Or so help me, I will hex off your little pecker.'

His eyes flashed, anger shimmered beneath the surface, opening his mouth, he was interrupted by someone yelling.

'Hermione, where are you?'

It was the Weasel, probably trying to suck up for cheating on his girlfriend. He rolled his eyes and saw Granger looking ready to bolt.

'Malfoy, what are you doing here?' Weasel asked angrily, looking between Granger and him.

'Oh, I was just wondering these innocent walls, but clearly they aren't innocent enough.' he said pointedly, glancing at Weasel's rumpled clothing and visible love bites.

Weasel flushed and Malfoy rolled his eyes. Granger was sniffing rather loudly, trying to clean herself up. She was just making an even bigger mess.

' 'Mione, it's not what it looks like.' Weasel said guiltily.

'So, you weren't off shagging that Brown girl.' Malfoy stated, having too much fun embarrassing Weasel and Granger.

Weasel glared back and turned his attention back to Grander, who was pale-faced and fidgety. Merlin, he would savor this memory. He grinned to himself, and use it against Granger.

'Ron, just leave it alone. It's not like we are together, right? You can do whatever you want, just like I can.'

Draco shuddered, imagining himself walking in on Granger with another person instead. Weasel looked between Draco and Granger, understanding showed then horror, ' 'Mione, not with Malfoy. The Git has been horrible to you for years.'

Granger visibly blanched, 'Oh God, Ron. How could you think that I would do such a thing, especially with him?'

Draco yelled, 'Me and Granger? Together? Doing that? That's despicable, repulsive. It makes me want to throw up.'

She whirled around and glared, 'I think we get the point!'

A green blotch appeared on his neck, Granger giggled and Weasel just looked suspicious.

'Won-Won, where did you go?' called out Brown.

Granger flushed red and turned away from Weasel. She took a step back but Weasel grabbed for her wrist.

'Please, Hermione, let me explain.'

She pulled out of his grasp and said, ' There is nothing to explain. You were off with her and I'm just mad that you didn't tell me you had a girlfriend.'

'She's not my girlfriend.'

Realizing what he said, he closed his eyes. Draco laughed out loud at the look of utter bewilderment on Weasel's face and it got even more hilarious when Brown came around the corner looking positively livid.

Tears of mirth came into his eyes because Brown decided to give Weasel a thrashing.

'You little pig-headed git. You said I was your girlfriend, that I belonged to you. You said Hermione didn't mean anything and that she wouldn't mind.' she screeched.

Granger's eyes widened and anger flared, 'Lavender, there is nothing- and I mean nothing, going on between me and Ron. We are just friends- or so we were. I was just startled and mad because Ron was keeping you a secret.'

Weasel looked crushed and Malfoy smiled. Very pleased that both girls were bloody pissed at him.

Brown looked appeased that she didn't have any competition and murmured,
'I'm sorry, I didn't tell you.'

'It's okay, really.' she said, throwing daggers at Weasel.

'Well, this has been great fun.' Draco said cheerfully.

They all turned to look at him, Granger said, ' You're still here?'

'Of course I am, I still need to speak to you.'

Weasel started looking suspicious again. Granger rolled her eyes and started walking away. Draco followed, winked at Brown, who blushed crimson and ignored Weasel.

'Granger, wait up!' he called out.

Upon hearing this, Granger made a run for it, turning into another corridor. Draco snickered, turning as well, he was struck in darkness. Not a sound could be heard.

'Lumos!' he whispered. It was a dead end. Granger was in one of the classrooms up ahead. All alone with no one to help her.

He stared forward, trying hard not to appease the evil smirk that was taking hold. He was just going to talk to her and demand again that she get rid of that parchment.

Draco was coming from another hopeless meeting with the stupid cabinet when he heard the moaning. He had known that Granger patrolled these halls on Monday. So he couldn't stop himself from seeing who was moaning, he just wished that he wasn't so curious.

As soon as he saw Weasel naked, he fled. Only stopping when he knew that he could get the mental image from his mind. It didn't help and he ended up running into Granger.

'Granger, Granger, where ever you are?' he chanted.

He opened the first door and stuck his wand inside, illuminating an old potions classroom. Draco continued walking, sticking his wand in another class, a broom closet. One more door, maybe she was in there. He took a step, and heard a noise behind him.

Draco whirled around and saw Granger's bushy hair flopping down the hallway. He scolded himself for not checking extra carefully, she was probably hiding behind the door.

He ran after her, again. This time catching up, with his long legs and all. He grabbed her, and decided to have a shower later to get her Mudblood germs off his precious robes.

'Where do you think you're going?' he asked sharply.

'Away from you.' she retorted. She crossed her arms over her chest and had the courage to scowl at him. As if he did something wrong, and not the Weasel.

'Granger, I could curse you, but in my present condition,I can't really do that without sporting some sort of blotch.'

She laughed in his face, 'I dare you.'

'Dare me to what?'

'Hex me, give me what I really deserve. I dare you.' she said.

He stared at her, then took out his wand. Maybe it would kill him in the end. Wouldn't it be worth it?

Granger look at him then at his withdrawn wand. Then she turned around when he didn't do anything but stand there. And walked away.

Draco stared after her, maybe he wasn't as daring as he once thought.

~

The next morning he went down to the Great Hall for breakfast, seeing Granger with Potter and Weaslette. She had puffy eyes and flushed skin, and Weaslette patted her back while Potter started going about something or another.

Sitting down at the Slytherin table, Goyle and Crabbe nodded at him and continued feasted. There were green blotches on his neck, very visible against his pale skin. They hadn't noticed. But when did they ever?

He looked back at her table and saw her smiling, cheerful again, while he sat here cursed and nauseated.

A/N: I'm really sorry, ugh, I had to re edir chapters 3 to 5, because I completely messed up their class schedules and days. But I am back on track. The next chapter, I think, will be the same, but I am starting to work on chapter 9, so just hold on. And if you're tired of waiting, and need a good read. I have three stories worth reading, Anyone But you, Name calling doesn't always solve and things, and a mini fic that will be completed shortly Mudblood Prude.

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