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Chapter
10 - Ron

“You
realise, you’re going to have to tell Ron soon...”

Hermione
groaned at Harry’s assessment and burrowed back under the
covers trying to hide from the imminent disaster that loomed over
her. They had stayed the night in the infirmary and she was sure Ron
would be visiting them soon wondering how they had come to be there
in the first place. She didn’t know how long she could manage
to keep her relationship with Draco a secret.

“Mione?”
Harry woke her from her reverie “You’re not shining
again, are you? I didn’t mean to upset you” and of course
she now had to deal with that glowing
predicament
as well...

“No,
Harry, I don’t think I am” she pulled the covers from her
head and turned to look at her friend asking for confirmation “Am
I?”

Harry
smiled warmly at her “No, you’re not” his statement
lifted some of the weight she was carrying on her shoulders but it
also brought back memories of what she’d done to her friend the
night before.

“Mione,
it’s not your fault” Harry said, reading the guilt behind
her eyes he continued “remember what Dumbledore told you,
Mione, you were the one who said we were going to face this
together...”

“Harry,
that was before I became a walking burning machine, to you of all
people, whoever did this wanted to hurt you,
Harry, and is using me
to do it. I can’t let that happen, and we don’t know how
much of me they’ve changed. Harry, I can’t
control it. What if it is mind warping as well? What if they’re
even using me as a spy? ”

“Hermione
you don’t know that, what if that’s exactly what they
want; to tear us apart. Divide and conquer, isn’t that how the
saying goes? Well, we won’t let them, we can’t Mione; I
won’t lose you as well.”

Hermione
looked at Harry with sad eyes “Promise me you will at least
try, Mione” Harry pleaded with her.

She
couldn’t help but nod her head “Of course I will, Harry”

It
was then when Ron decided to make an appearance in the hospital wing.

“So
who will I be blaming for leaving me out of the fun this time?”

“Hello
Ronnikins” Harry’s voice was considerably lighter as he
jested with him.

“Funny,
Harry but you’re not blaming this on Lavender this time; it’s
not as if we saw each other last night. Now you two tell me; how did
you end up here?”

Ron
was looking expectantly at Hermione and Harry decided to take pity on
his friend “It appears that Hermione is suffering some
after-effect from the curse she took and was blessed with the ability
to burn people” His light and playful tone earned him a glare
from the brightest witch her age.

“Is
that true, Mione? That’s bloody brilliant! Can I see?”

“Well
not so much, Ron, you see, the only person she can burn so far is me,
and she can’t control it either, she just starts to emit this
bright light from her skin and then each time she touches me I end up
with a bleeding burn”

“Oh...
that explains why you look so sad, honestly Mione it’s not so
bad, give it some time; I’m sure you’ll be able to
control it, and who knows, maybe burn more people in the future...”

Hermione’s
indignant shriek could be heard all the way down the hall

*

“Still
worried about him?”

“I
haven’t seen him since he left the infirmary, Harry, that’s
not like him, what if he’s still feeling guilty?”
Hermione said as they walked to their next class.

“I’ll
never understand this infatuation you’ve got with the git, but
by all rights, Mione, he should
feel guilty”

“You
don’t get it, Harry. Draco is not used to feeling guilty, you
should have seen him after the accident, I’d dare say he’s
even worse than Ron at facing his emotions; I’m terrified of
what he’ll do now.”

“If
he dares touch a hair-”

“That’s
just it, Harry, I’m afraid he won’t!” Hermione said
in an agonizing whisper...

They
entered the classroom, Hermione buried in her own worrisome thoughts
leaving a very horrified Harry trailing after her as their teacher
closed the door behind them.

*

Yes,
he was avoiding her again. It took all of Hermione’s control no
to enter in a state of panic for losing him; she kept telling herself
that she’d dealt with this before and that she would do so
again! She just needed to corner him or maybe just find the way to
get him alone again.

He’d
changed the password to his dorm which he had somehow claimed for
himself; how the slytherin sneaked his way through those stunts
eluded her mind but she’d find out later.

It
was Saturday night and she knew he had patrols tonight so she’d
been waiting for him hidden under Harry’s cloak outside the
dungeons. He had to come out of there at some point, right? She was
going to borrow the Marauder’s map, but Ron had beaten her to
it after a fight with Lavander, claiming he needed to look for her to
apologise, Or
rather snog her senseless
Hermione thought; Git.

After
what felt like hours waiting outside the Slytherin’s dungeon,
she finally saw him emerge and decided to follow him until they
reached a more desolate hallway.

They
were nearing the seventh floor when Hermione decided to act. She
cleared her throat.

“I
was wondering when you’d do that” So that’s why it
had taken so long for them to wander a deserted hallway; he knew.

“You’ve
been avoiding me” she accused

“Not
exactly, I just haven’t been looking for you”

“That’s
the same thing!”

“Temper
Granger, you should be more careful with it these days”

“You’re
not sneaking your way out of this conversation, Malfoy”

“Back
to surnames are we?” he was smirking that oh so sexy smirk of
his; she was going to jump him! Whether to punch him or kiss him; she
hadn’t decided yet.

But
not so fast,
she thought, she was going to make something good out of this. She
took off the cloak and opened her knee high robe, revealing her
recently acquired lingerie, which consisted of a top and briefs for
the night.

“I
don’t think you should walk the halls with that, Granger”
was
that anger in his voice?
She thought.
Good

“I’ll
walk wherever I please, using whatever suits me and with whomever
I want...” she said defiantly

He
strode to where she was in a couple of seconds and cornered her
against the wall “you wouldn’t dare...” he
whispered in a menacing tone that sent shivers all through her body;
she gulped, he was so deliciously close all she had to do was lift
her lips to his. She licked them imagining how it would feel earning
a groan from the Slytherin.

She
decided to follow her whim and traced her tongue across his lips,
reaching a hand towards his neck pulling him close. He was tentative
at first but after reading her delicate touches and her prodding
tongue as she tried to overcome her insecurities, he stopped fighting
her. He took her in his arms and turned them around, resting his back
against the wall he never broke the kiss but didn’t deepen it
either. He hugged her close tracing his hand through her midriff
under her robe and top; tracing her curves in a loving manner.

“Hermione”
he whispered in rapture showering her with soft kisses that travelled
from her nose to her cheek, to her neck and all the way back, he kept
repeating her name in reverence. Hermione was on her way to Neverland
as his pacifying kisses bathed her with affection.

“I
missed you” She whispered “missed your hands, your
touches, your
voice,
don’t
leave
me again, Draco.”

Too
focused on themselves they didn’t hear the approaching figure
that came into view holding a map on his hands and hardly believing
his eyes.

*

“Hermione?!”
Ron screeched, bringing them both back to reality at a crashing
speed.

Shocked
and still flushed; Hermione turned to face her friend “Ron?”
she said in a squeaky voice almost above a whisper, as if willing it
not to be true while Ron’s shock was overcome by rage:

“Get
your sleazy hands off her, FERRET!” he growled in a threatening
voice.

Draco,
of course, didn’t pay attention to his threats making his hold
on Hermione more possessive and secure, plastering a smug look about
it. Ron’s next wave of rage had Draco sprawled ten feet away
from a screaming Hermione along the hallway.

“What
the fuck is wrong with you Weasley!” Draco’s voice was a
furious roar, watching his kitten lift from the wall where she had
been flattened after the impact.

She
hurriedly closed her robes, as she placed herself in the line of
Ron’s target and his wand. Not that Ron had noticed much of her
inner attires if his intense look of hatred towards Draco was any
indication. Thank
Merlin,
she was already embarrassed enough.

“Ron,
wait! I can explain” she tried to appease him in vain. He was
so blinded by his wrath that he didn’t notice the slight change
in appearance his friend had taken. He was about to aim another hex
when Hermione yelled an Expelliarmus,
making his wand fly along the hallway. By now Draco had already
gotten to his feet and was walking forwards, he knew the riot was
bound to gather people to the hall and was worried about Hermione
being seen in her present glowing
state.

Ron
was about to launch himself towards Draco when he was stopped by a
suddenly stronger than usual Hermione that pulled him to the ground,
it was then he noticed her appearance and looked at her dismayed.

His
shocked intake of breath was accompanied by a group of sudden
collective gasps from people that had turned the corner behind Draco.
The Slytherin swore upon looking back at a very stunned Lavander
Brown followed by the Patil twins and a group of Hufflepuffs he
didn’t know...

“What
is it with you tonight?! Shouldn’t you all be in your dorms
it’s almost an hour past curfew!”

“We
heard the riot, and came out to help” recovered one of the
twins. Yeah
right! And run all the way from your towers to do so... Thought
Draco, he could bet his fortune only the Slytherins had been smart
enough to keep themselves hidden, and fumed at the knowledge.

“That
is in no way an excuse to be outside your dorms at this hour! 20
points from each house! And get out of my sight now before I make it
a detention with Filch!”

“What!”

“No!”

“You
can’t do that!”

“What’s
wrong with Hermione?!”

“What
have you done to her?!”

“RON!”

Were
the horrified shrieks that followed his statement. Gryffindors
Draco stressed the word in his head; at
least Hufflepuffs are smart enough to seek self preservation.

*

And
so it was that Hermione became to be known as the shining girl; after
the incident Hermione had to explain to Lavander and Parvati the side
effects of the curse she had taken on the Hogsmeade visit, and how
her intent to stop a stupid quarrel between Ron and Malfoy had
provoked another outburst.

Thankfully
they had bought it but they had also taken upon themselves to spread
and later on clarify
the already scattered rumour of how the shining girl and the boy who
lived could no longer touch each other due to an oddly performed
contraception charm.

Hermione
didn’t know what was worst, having to deal with the stupid
rumours or focusing on her temper and the changes it caused. At least
she no longer had to deal with people discovering, since after that,
the incidents in which she was seen glowing became a common
occurrence and more and more Harry and Hermione would find themselves
in the infirmary; hence the stupid rumour.

Dealing
with Ron had proved harder than anything; even with the help of
Harry, who had proved a more loyal friend than she could ever hope
for, Ron refused to speak to her even though he had stayed with her
for Christmas holidays.

She
knew it was all due to Harry who had convinced him of protecting her
from the threatening horror that was Draco Malfoy.

*

“I
can’t believe you are still with that git”

“Ron
it’s been weeks, when do you plan on dropping the subject?!”

“I
won’t ever get used to you two being together, it’s
disgusting! I wouldn’t rule it out as another side effect of
the curse. I mean; who knows? Snape is not telling us anything, it’s
bad enough you were not allowed to leave Hogwarts for Christmas”

“Ron,
will you stop it already? I was with him before the accident
happened.”

“And
that doesn’t mean he’s not guilty! This entire thing
about you not being able to touch Harry is too suspicious and it’s
become more frequent as well. He probably planned it that way!”

Hermione
was looking drained “Ron please, Draco doesn’t have
anything to do with that, look; it’s hard enough trying to get
him out of his guilt trip, I don’t want to deal with you
cementing the idea in his head”

“Guilty
my ass, I’m not buying this act of him caring about you, all
those years of hatred don’t go away that easily, Mione, at
least you can admit that!”

“It
wasn’t easy, Ronald! Now get over it and don’t talk to me
until you do!” and she stormed from the common room leaving a
very lonely Ron by himself. It didn’t help that due to
Christmas there was hardly anyone in the school anymore. The couple
hardly needed to hide nowadays, which had led to Ron stumbling with
them during a heated snogging session that morning.

Ron
was regretting not accepting his mother’s invitation in favour
of staying with the shining girl and the boy who lived, not to
mention the Ferret she had now adopted for a pet.

*

The
fact that Potter and Granger were now an item never ceased to
infuriate Draco but it had made his relationship with Hermione easier
to conceal.

He
now spent long nights in their shack trying to teach her how to keep
her emotions in check. To Hermione’s horror, they’d
discovered that her transformation now stretched beyond skin
pigmentation. It now affected her magic and form as well.

It
had happened during a heated argument about muggles, when in a blur
of movements and light Hermione’s arms had grown long silver
blades protruding out of the sides of her forearms and two conjured
muggle guns had appeared in her hands. Upon realising what she’d
done the shock had changed her back in a matter of seconds without
leaving a trace of a scar on her skin but Draco had gone frantic
looking if she was injured or if it had hurt at all while Hermione
had grown white with fear admitting that she’d barely felt a
thing.

That
night Draco didn’t sleep at all.

*

“You
are jealous” Draco stated.

“I
don’t know what you’re talking about” Hermione
pulled away from him and crossed her arms over her chest trying to
get away from him. “Whatever would make you think that?”

“You
shine all up each time McLead talks to me; you need to control your
emotions better than that, you’re practically an open book”

“You
think I don’t know that! I’m not that easy to read!”
Hermione snapped

“Look,
I don’t care about her; I didn’t even like that she
stayed during Christmas but there was nothing I could do. And I love
that I can read you like that but you need to be more careful!”

“Just
quit it, ok” she pulled his cloak closer to cover her body as
she tried to stand up

“What
are you running from?”

“I’m
not running from anything; just leave it alone, you’re
imagining things” She was avoiding his face trying to pick her
clothes from the floor.

“Are
all Gryffindor’s lying abilities this lame?!” Draco asked
as he took a hold of her arm and pulled her to look at him “are
you going to tell me what’s bothering you now?” she gave
him an irritated sound as response, lowering her face to his chest
and uttered a barely audible ‘no’ in reply.

“It’s
because of what you saw in the hallway back then, isn’t it?”
she groaned in annoyance at his guess.

“The
way you speak in your sleep, I’m amazed no one has found about
us yet” he chuckled “I think it’s time we talk
about it, you’re always avoiding the subject”

“I
need to know what happened between you two”

“I
don’t think that’s going to help things”

“It’s
just that, I’ve always known that you had other girls before
me, I mean, you were with Pansy when this whole thing started. Gosh,
even Pansy had a real relationship with you- don’t interrupt
me! It’s hard enough to admit this as it is- but Ciara is
different, I can tell, she wasn’t just some twit that stumbled
with your bed, she cared about you, and she cared enough to give
herself to you, Draco. She actually got to know you,
the real you. I need to know. It’s kind of closure for me, you
have no idea how inadequate she makes me feel”

Her
words had opened a wound that had never really closed inside him,
“It’s not the way you think. I know I hurt you that
night, Hermione; I can’t express how sorry I am – he took
a deep breath – it was actually worst with her even though I
took her willingly I didn’t know what I was doing and I think I
hurt her quite a lot. I was new to the whole sex thing back then…”

Hermione
couldn’t fathom the idea of Draco being new to sex but remained
quiet throughout all of his speech

“I
did stumble with her during a party at my parent’s house. And
she, knowing the real me as you said, it’s not true, I don’t
think anyone’s gotten as close to that as you. She just has an
idea of who I am. She visited my house since we were little; she used
to idolize me, which is the reason why we ended up having sex that
night. I didn’t know she was a virgin. I didn’t know what
I was doing, period. The next morning, when it dawned on me I had
taken her virginity, and the way I did it, I apologized, but she told
me not to worry because it was her decision and that she’d
always wanted it to be me. I didn’t know how to respond to that
so I just left.

“I
left her in that room to mend things on her own, all alone in my
house. I think I’ve carried the guilt ever since, but I didn’t
know what else to do. You once said it might be good that I can hide
my emotions so well but I never thought it did her much good. I still
don’t know why she wants to be with me at all”

A
long pause followed before Hermione finally said; “She needs
closure too”.

“She’s
not getting any kind of closure from me” Draco reassured her

“I
thought that you’d been in a relationship with her.”
Hermione said, still immersed in her own thoughts.

“No,
we weren’t, I hardly spoke to her after that”

“Tell
me again” she said, pulling her face up and looking at him with
glowing eyes.

Noticing
her much lighter tone, Draco wrapped his arms around her and gave her
a light squeeze “Tell you what, Bookworm?” he asked
wearing that cunning smile that was so unique of him.

“That
you love me, Ferret”

He
pushed her back to the mattress and bathed her with kisses and soft
bites that tickled her rendering her helpless.

She
was laughing her guts out and getting short of breath but didn’t
give up “I need to hear it”

He
raised himself to look at her while he said “I love you! And I
wouldn’t leave you for a harem of Ciaras, my Kitten”
earning a smile from her lips that he kissed away too.

“I
can’t imagine you being anything but the sex expert you are”
she said breaking the kiss and earning a chuckle from the tickling
master.

“Most
of the things I know, I learned from you, or rather with you, my
little bookworm, I’ve never met someone who puts more passion
into knowledge than you” he gave her a small kiss on the lips
“Are you ok with it now, minx?”

“I’m
satisfied with my knowledge, thank you – she smiled at him - I
can’t believe you learned with me, I mean; you have to be
naturally skilled when it comes to sex then”

“Says
the pot to the kettle, I still can’t believe that shower was
your first blowjob, you nearly killed me” Draco said in much
serious tone.

“I
can’t believe you didn’t figure it out right away…”

“I
told you, invisibility cloaks don't work in water; I ruined two of
them that way, give it to Potter to have a special one”

“I’m
still not so sure about that, I looked it up and every text I found
stated the same thing…”

“That
reminds me, you never told me how you got in there…”

“I
just sneaked into the room and waited for you to come” she
shrugged.

“WHAT?!
Hermione please tell me that you weren't there when the bunch of
idiots were taking showers!”
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