The Thought Of It All

Hermione was beyond pissed, the little wanker had to bug her for FOUR hours, not three, not two, not one, not even a half an hour, but for four long hours.

He followed her everywhere, from the common room in the morning to her class, to after to her class, to another class, after the class, and then to the library where they so accidentally ran into the little ferret boy. So, horrified that they both were going to gang up on her she yelled.

But no.......... did that make Ron leave me alone? You'd think? He followed me to the common room again, where she made it quite clear that if he didn't bugger up, she'll hex him so not even the lowest Slytherin girl would want him. He had gulped and scurried away like a scared rat, and you have no idea what that did to her confidence.

Smiling brilliantly, she headed to her dormitory. Entering she found Lavender curled into a little ball on her bed, the curtains were wide open and Hermione could tell Lavender did it on purpose.

'He still loves you,' Lavender whispered.

Hermione started forward, and sat beside her. Bent on righting the wrong, she wasn't going to lie (but she obviously wasn't going to tell her about the kiss), and she definitely wasn't going to be the bad person here.

'He thinks he does, but I don't feel anything for him, not anymore anyway,' she murmured.

'You're lying. You love him too, otherwise you wouldn't have fun out when we were....,' she muttered then blushed.

So much for lying. 'I do love Ron,' she said, then quickly added for tears fell from Lavender's eyes, 'but he completely changed my opinion of him.'

'What do you mean?'

'I have been friends with Ron for five and an half years, and for the most part I had loved him, but now with everything he has done, the lying, the keeping you secret, everything, it just kind of broke my heart.'

'I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I wanted to, but Ron said that you would get jealous and think I was trying to steal your friend away,' she said, ' I never thought that he would be ashamed of me that he wouldn't even tell his best friends.'

'Ron is a turd. He doesn't know his left foot from his right. But I'll tell you, i'm glad you did want to tell me. It means a lot,' Hermione wiped away the tears she didn't know were there and got up.

'Hermione, do you think that Ron will want me? That is, if you don't return his feelings,' she whispered and looked away.

'You love him that much?'

Seeing her nod only broke her heart more. Merlin, she didn't know what to do or think. Hermione knew she still loved him, who wouldn't? He was sweet and cute and albeit a little odd but it was endearing. He was also funny and considerate (sometimes) and really good-looking.

Just thinking about him sent tears into her eyes, muttering good night, she closed the curtains around her, put up a silencing charm, and had herself a good cry. The last thing that came into her mind was the image of Ron moaning in pleasure with a girl that wasn't her.

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Thursday morning wasn't any better if anything it was worse. Ron was waiting for her when she went down to the common room, apparently her warning wasn't a warning enough. Scowling at him, he stepped back then smiled and moved to take her hand which she slapped away.

'Please Hermione, tell me that you forgive me,' he said pleadingly.

'Let me think about that......no,' she left him and went down to breakfast, thankfully she didn't have any Gryffindors.

Sitting across from Slytherin, she met the eyes of Malfoy, who was glaring at her. No surprise there. She smiled slightly, because she got the best out of him. She was the one who had bested the nasty little bugger time and time again. And she did it again but to higher extents. Lord, she felt so evil.

Hermione pointed at a piece of parchment on her hand and Malfoy instantly got to his feet, but then she teared the sheet. He looked confused and smiled. Thinking she finally listened to him.

Deciding to test waters, she mouthed out a word and Malfoy narrowed her eyes, trying to read her lips. Knowing Malfoy, this would be simple.

Mouthing again, Malfoy said in a loud voice that only her table and Slytherin could hear, 'What do you want, Granger?'

'Nothing. What would I want from a sniveling prat?' she yelled back.

'Filthy little Mud-' thats as far as he got when he looked down, and sure enough, there was a green blotch staring him in the face. Ugly and vibrant against his pale skin, all could see that Malfoy had developed a sort of rash. Hermione laughed and lunged for the door, not wanting to see the wrath of Draco Malfoy.

She ran up the stairs, after grabbing some toast to munch on while waiting for class. She settled into her seat and saw that no one was there and decided to read, giggling over her ingenious plan early that morning.

So things weren't exactly that bad.

'Hello, Granger.' a voice drawled from the doorway. Okay, things could get a little worse.

Spinning around in her seat, she was unprepared for the anger emanating off Malfoy. It came in waves, crashing over her. She swallowed hard and stood up, holding her wand in front.

'I bet you have a fun time, Were you always this vindictive? Or were you secretly hiding it from your little boyfriends?' he snapped out.

She winced at his cold tone, this wasn't her fault. He was the one who used the Unforgivable on her, and he was the one who hadn't apologized, who hadn't felt an inkling of anything that wasn't animosity.

'I actually did fun, it was exciting to see you all happy that I ripped up the parchment. Really made my day,' she responded happily.

'Really?' he locked the door behind him and strolled forward, with an evil glint in his eyes. She stepped back held the wand tighter, she would show no fear.

'Yes, really. If I could I would do it again,' she muttered.

'I thought you might say that,' his voice dropped down to a low octave.

'Malfoy, do you mind leaving? You know that I had fun, can you please move on? Lord you're nostalgic,' she said nonchalant.

'I'm...nos....nostalgic?' he sputtered out. Merlin, it was a funny sight. His eyes bugged out and his bottom lip pouted which resembled a fish.

Hermione laughed, she laughed so hard that tears streamed down her face. This was the first time in what felt like forever where she was happier then she could possibly be. He looked confused now, along with nostalgic. She couldn't help falling over and laughing her lungs out.

'That's enough,' Malfoy said, before seizing her upper arms and holding them on either side of the desk. He looked maniacal.

'Malfoy, get off, you bumbling buffoon,' she yelled, struggling to get free, but he just held on tighter.

'You think this is all fun and games? You cursed me for the rest of my life, and yes that was how long I was going to torment you, and your people, if you can even call them that,' he whispered, threateningly.

'You are that dense in the head. I don't bloody care about you tormenting me, I don't care that you hate muggles, I don't even care about everything you just said. I just want you off me, you are starting to attract fleas,' Hermione scowled at him and he just smirked.

'I, Mudblood, don't attract fleas. That's your job.,' he said, while wincing. A blotch appeared on his neck, right below the jaw. She stifled a laugh.

'Funny, I stopped listening to you after you said, the 'H' in hello,' she said sweetly. His chest was pressed against hers. When the bloody Hell was class going to begin, it felt an hour since he has bugged her.

'Do not mock me,' he growled, pressing his nails into her skin. She whimpered in pain, and his eyes turned into slits of a satisfaction.

'Stop,' she whispered, still trying to get away.

Malfoy moved closer till he was only inches away from her face, there wasn't anything on his face except satisfaction and arrogance, which came hand in hand when you are a Slytherin.

'I love it when you say that word, because try that stupid stunt one more time, and you'll be saying more often, got it?' he warned.

Too busy glaring at each other, they hadn't heard the door open or the voice that yelled, 'What the bloody Hell is this?'

A/N: Hehe, I hope you like it! If not, well too bad. But review me, and who ever does it first, I will dedicate the next chapter to. If you want to share in my story, just let me know.

Like jessirose85, who basically said Fuck Ron, turn Hermione into a Death Eater, well that gave me an idea for a future chapter. See.. So I want to say thank you to JESSIROSE85 without whom this brilliant idea would not have come. And I dedicate this chapter to you, for we all know that Malfoy looking violent and acting it is just well YUMMY!

Sorry Vinny, you're still my yummy baby too. I also dedicate this chapter to you, because without you, I wouldn't be starting, or finishing this story.

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