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Jealousy	By : brandnewdaydawning Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 78819 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hermione hadn't expected to find the hallway empty. She stood there for a few seconds, momentarily at a loss for what to do next. She had followed Crabbe down to the commons the evening before and still wasn't sure what he had done to turn the bare stretch of wall behind her into a door so she couldn't go back in and wait. She had no idea where the boys would go to have a chat. She had assumed that they would meet out here in the hall. She almost sagged with relief when she heard Harry's voice and hurried down the hall to where the corridor branched off.
She rushed to meet them, muttering a spell to make herself visible once more but then decided to peek around the corner and get a feel for what was going on before she charged in ignorant. Draco had his beautiful back to her, legs braced, arms crossed, outwardly calm with his wand nowhere in sight. Seemingly perfectly relaxed. Harry gave dramatic contrast. He had his wand pulled, knees bent as if ready to spring into action. His wild hair almost bristling with aggression. He was obviously looking for a fight and she couldn't help snort under her breath in a very unladylike way. These boys and their constant boy behavior brought out the worst in her.
"What have you done with her!" Harry shouted. Malfoy's calm was obviously ratcheting up Harry's panic to unreasonable heights and Hermione had to roll her eyes. She should have just come out here on her own instead of stalling. She didn't know why she had even fleetingly thought it was a good idea to let Malfoy handle this. He couldn't diffuse a situation between snarling kittens, much less Harry when he was this upset.
"I haven't done anything to her." Malfoy replied gleefully. He may have had his back to her but the smirk in his voice was clear as day.
"You are lying! I know she's here!"
"Because she told you that she would be here?" Malfoy asked, slyly denying her presence when Harry obviously knew that she was here. Taunting him with the fact that Hermione hadn't said where she would be. She shouldn't have worried about putting Malfoy out, he was obviously enjoying having something over Harry. They were so juvenile. Hermione considered heading back the way she came and leaving them to it. Malfoy could finally win at something with Harry and Harry could take out his frustration on someone who deserved it instead of her. Win Win.
"I told you, I found her by magic!" Harry growled, irritated, "You let her go right now!"
"There is no known spell that will track a person inside of Hogwarts." Draco was so unattractive when he gloated. Really, he was.
Hermione sighed and squashed the surge of affection she had for Harry. She was still quite mad at him thank you very much. It was cold, and early, and here he was in the heart of Slytherin to rescue her. She certainly didn't need rescuing, but he apparently thought that she did. Harry had his faults, blind loyalty to Ron being a big one, but his redeeming qualities more than made up for it. For example, he always did everything with his whole heart, even saving friends he was very mad at. One way to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Harry loved you completely and totally was to watch him spiral down into irrational insane protective mode. Only Harry could make wild unreasonable teenage ranting seem completely justified. He was very close to snapping completely. Draco was an obstacle to finding her and if he didn't watch it Harry would blast right through him and to hell with the consequences.
That was Harry Potter, unscripted.
It was definitely time to rescue Draco before she ended up with a pet snake for a boyfriend.
"If you have harmed one hair on her head so help me God…" His finger pointing dramatically, clearly under the impression that Draco could and should be intimidated, as anybody with common sense would be. Of course, this was Draco Malfoy, he was too egotistical to know when to quit.
In the space of a stuttered breath Draco had gone from amused and condescending to vehemently angry.
"If I've harmed her?" He seethed, snaking into Harry's space, his voice dropping to menacing hiss. "She comes to me crying and you have the nerve to question how I've treated her?"
His wand came out with an angry snap.
"What the hell makes you think I'll let you anywhere near her?" He spat savagely, leaning in, every line of his body a clear threat.
Sparks erupted from the tip of Harry's wand demonstrating the level of his frustration and rage and Hermione rushed around the corner to intercept him before they could seriously damage each other. Merlin, that had certainly escalated quickly.
"That's enough Harry! I'm hardly being held hostage." She inserted herself in between the boys and laid a calming hand on Harry's arm when it looked like he was going to ignore her presence to attack Draco anyway. He looked down at her arm and the fury drained out of his face leaving pain and confusion in its place and Hermione had to take a deep breath to keep herself from flinging herself in his arms to comfort him. She was mad at him, and rightly so. "What are you doing here?"
He was so easy to read. Stubborn irritation tightened his lips and his arms crossed in front dislodging her touch. He looked at her then, narrowed eyes not quite able to hide the sheen of wetness that signaled angry tears. "I should be asking you that."
"I'm spending time with Draco. Why are you here?" Hands predictably curled into fists, deep breaths, as he struggled with reason. He glanced over her shoulder at Draco and whatever he saw there had him clenching his teeth. Another deep breath to center himself before he spoke, his voice straining to be calm.
"It's time for you to come home."
"I'm not ready to come home yet. I understand you are upset with my personal choices recently but I'm still very angry with you so talking about it is going to have to wait until we are both calmer."
Harry sighed, visibly deflating, and took her arm to lead her a bit down the hall. She allowed this, glancing over her shoulder to keep Draco from following. He scowled at her but stayed where he was. She didn't know why the boys in her life got so protective. It was like being surrounded by Rottweiler guards sometimes. She had proven herself a capable Witch, well-reasoned, and downright dangerous on occasion. Have another boy threaten her though and they all raised their hackles like angry roosters.
"Hermione I know we both said some awful things." He began, hardly sounding apologetic. Her eyes narrowed at him, the picture of his angry red face shouting at her spitefully still very fresh in her mind. "But you have to know I didn't mean it when I told you to leave Gryffindor tower. We would never expect you to bed down in Slytherin." He hissed, cutting his eyes Draco's way.
Hermione exhaled angrily and shook his grip from her as she crossed her arms. She felt genuine cruelness rise in her and reminded herself how much she loved and adored her friend. To some extent she deserved his anger. She had lied to him and manipulated him so she could piss off Ron. Now she had to live with the consequences of those actions. She didn't want to say awful things. She did however need to set the record straight.
"You Harry Potter are over estimating your impact if you think for one second you could drive me out of my home. I left because I wanted to leave. Because if I spent one more second in that tower I was going to do or say something so awful that I wouldn't be able to take it back. I needed to cool off and get my temper under control. You should have left me be. It is beyond rude to come chasing after me and try to force me to behave the way you want me to."
His mouth dropped open a little bit and she hated herself for her mean words even as she said them.
"Close your mouth, it makes you look simple. And go home. I don't need you to come and rescue me. I'll come home when I'm ready and not a minute before."
His face crumpled a bit and all her resolve to stay mad crumbled like ruins. Just like that she was in his arms, hugging him.
"You know I love you Harry." She whispered, holding back more girly tears. These boys wreaked havoc with all her sensible practical mannerisms. "Go on back to the tower. I'll see you at breakfast."
He pulled back a bit and gave her a rueful smile, rubbing her arms briskly. "You can't really expect me to run along home and leave you here?" He shot Draco a filthy look over her shoulder and gripped her a bit harder. "I know I lost my temper but you have to know you are not an innocent in this whole thing. You are lying to us and sneaking around. Jesus Hermione, you are wearing his clothes."
The disgust that dripped from his voice was a physical thing and she took a step backwards to avoid feeling contaminated. Harry might be trying his best to be reasonable here but he was lousy at deception and couldn't hide what he thought about her relationship. He expected to be able to talk sense into her. Get her to see the error of her ways. She could definitely see his point. Malfoy was a bad decision by anyone's standards but it was her decision. She'd had it up to her eyebrows with people trying to tell her what she should do and treating her as if she was ignorant. She crossed her arms angrily in front of her when he looked like he might reach for her again and gave him her coldest glare.
She couldn't handle the likes of Malfoy in her sleep. It was her friends she was having trouble keeping in line this week. She wasn't even mad anymore but clearly if she gave an inch he would take a mile. She had hugged him wanting to make up. He was digging his heels in because he thought he saw a chink in her armor. She settled for hugging herself and straightened her spine.
"I expect you to respect me and let me make my own decisions Harry. Your concerns are noted. Thanks for checking on me. I will finish my visit with my boyfriend and see you at breakfast."
The shade of his face as he gaped at her reminded her unpleasantly of Ron. Angry and red, mouth hanging open. She half wished Malfoy really was her boyfriend. It felt dirty to use a lie to make her point. But she'd done dirty things before in the name of justice. Harry was hardly Rita Skeeter but she wouldn't allow anyone to walk all over her.
"Ron was right," He snarled, his face twisted in anger. "You really are choosing that degenerate over your friends."
"No! My friends are trying to control me and make me choose. And I won't." She dropped her arms losing her temper and stomping her foot. "God Dammit Harry I said I don't want to argue. Quit picking a fight and go home. If you are here to check on me, you can clearly see I'm fine. If you are here to fight some more you can go to hell!"
"Whatever! I give up. All you women are crazy! I have Ginny yelling at me in one ear. Lavender on the other side. You getting in my face like caring about you is some kind of crime. Fine! Have your way. Date the Crazy Psychopath. Don't expect me to feel sorry for you when this whole thing blows up in your face." He whirled away stalking down the hallway. "Crazy flipping women. Why couldn't I go to an all-boys school."
"Fine!" She called after him. "Glad we worked that out."
"Don't be late for breakfast. Pancakes." He tossed over his shoulder as he turned the corner and Hermione had to stop herself from running after him to have the last word. Childishness was obviously contagious.
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