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Scars	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 17581 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I make any money from this story. These characters are JKR's, I just play with them.

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Hermione woke the next morning wrapped in a green comforter. Looking around, she immediately realized she was not in her own room. Her cheeks flamed as she remembered their return from Hogsmeade… and subsequent actions. She knew it was Sunday and she didn’t have to be up early.

Second to noticing where she was, Hermione noticed she was alone. She began to panic, wondering why he would have left her there. Did he not sleep beside her? Was it such a bad experience he just left her there?

Hermione got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom. She quickly showered and dressed, cleaning her stone before leaving the bathroom. When she headed down to the common room she was surprised to find Draco walking towards her with a smile.

“I was looking for you.” He said before kissing her softly. “Good morning, love.” He looked at her frown. “What’s wrong?”

“Last night… then I woke up… and you were gone… Did I do something wrong?” She replied. “I woke up and you were gone.”

He hugged her tightly and kissed her passionately. “You definitely didn’t do anything wrong.” He breathed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think I was gone that long.” He pointed to a table in front of the couch. “I headed to the kitchens since we missed breakfast.”

“Oh” she replied blushing. “I’m sorry… I just…” she was cut off with another kiss by Draco.

“Hush you.” He whispered against her lips when he pulled away, both left breathless. Hermione gave him a small smile. “Come on, let’s eat.”

Hermione was presented with a wonderful breakfast. All types of fruits, juices, tea, eggs, rolls and more covered the table. “Draco, we’re not going to eat all of this.”

“Not for breakfast, no. But I figured if we stayed in the dorm today we can put cooling charms and keep the food fresh.”

“Last night… I mean it was wonderful… but too fast…” Hermione stumbled out.

“I’m not saying we’re going to stay here and shag like bunnies.” He smirked at Hermione’s blush. “I just want to spend time with you. After yesterday I want to see how you’re doing and we have plenty of school work to keep us busy.”

“Oh. Sorry… I just…. After Ron.” Draco’s face fell into a mask.

“I am not Weasley, Hermione. You should know that by now. We have plenty to do other than that. I’m not opposed to it in the least, but I’m not going to push you or expect anything.”

Hermione hugged him tightly. “I know that Draco, please don’t be angry with me. I’m just…”

“I know. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I just can’t stand how you were treated. Yes, you are beautiful and damn sexy, but there is more to you than that.” He put his hand against her cheek, fingertips resting against her temple and tapping. “Your intelligence is more to me that any physical traits. Your personality brightens my day.” He hugged her tightly. “Your arms give me a safe haven.”

“You are too good for me.” He heard Hermione mumble into his shoulder.

“I’d quite say the opposite, love.” He released her from the hug and tugged on her hand to sit down and eat. Draco was glad to see Hermione eating real food and not picking. She was still too thin.

Once they were done eating, Draco grabbed a bowl of fruit slices and headed over to do homework. Hermione helped him with his Muggle Studies homework, impressed that he had been doing very well so far.

They continued with their homework, stopping once for lunch. When the essays were completed, they sat and chatted about anything and everything that came to mind. Draco spoke a little about growing up in his home, and Hermione spoke about her childhood, including as much ‘muggle’ information as she could. Draco absorbed it all, asking questions and even taking notes, the latter of which had Hermione giggling.

As the sun set and dinner time approached, the two decided to get some fresh air. They walked hand in hand through the halls, smiling at each other over the whispers floating around them. Hermione was tired of correcting people. They would learn sooner or later.

The two walked over the grounds, enjoying the companionship, silence, and warmth that enveloped them.

“So it’s true then.” A voice came from behind the two.

They turned quickly pulling out their wands, only to be on the end of Ronald Weasley’s own. Hermione put her wand away and put her hands out so he could see they were empty; Draco wasn’t so trusting. After all, the red head knocked her over when she was injured in a hospital bed. Would attacking her unarmed be worse?

“Ron, what are you doing here?” Hermione sighed. She sounded tired. “You were banned from Hogwarts.”

The boy in question ignored her questions and stared at Draco. “So, you’re the next notch on the slag’s bedpost, huh? Better you than me. No idea what kind of diseases the mudblood could be carrying.”

Hermione’s gasp of pain brought a smirk to the red head and a shaking rage to the blonde. “You should not be here Weasley.” Then he smirked. “Oh, rather stay. You can easily kill your Quidditch dreams by sticking around.”

Ron’s ears turned red and Hermione shivered slightly. She knew he was getting angry.

He turned to Hermione with that anger and she twitched, fighting the urge to step back. He leered at her as he said “Oh, I’m not worried about that. It helps to have friends in high places. A certain boy who lived Auror would be hard pressed not to help a fellow member of the golden trio.”

Draco spoke up, trying to get the weasel’s attention away from his girl. “Be that as it may, Hermione is also a member of that trio. And after yesterday’s lunch, I do believe he would think twice about getting you out of any… unpleasant situations of your own making.”

Ron’s ears reddened further, his anger coming off of him in waves. Hermione did take a step back then, inadvertently bringing attention to herself. Ron’s wand quickly whipped at her as the cruciatus curse left his lips.

Draco had guessed that Ron would hex her and jumped in front of her. Quickly Hermione had her wand pointed at Ron and a petrificus curse aimed at him. Once he was down, she turned to a pale and shaky Draco. “Are you alright?” she asked him, touching his face.

Draco closed his eyes at the tender touch. He took a breath and opened them, looking into Hermione’s brown ones “Not near what I used to get, but it’s been a while.” He took another breath in shakily and stood straighter. “I’m alright.”

Hermione nodded. She the turned to Ron on the ground. He can’t hurt you. He can never hurt you again, her inner voice said. She held her head higher and kicked him once soundly in his side. She watched the anger flare in his eyes and let her own anger show…finally. “I am over this. I am over you.” She hissed at the immobilized boy. “You don’t own me. I am my own person. I will be damned before I let you touch me ever again. Get that through that thick skull of yours. Did you really think I thought you could do better than me?” She laughed harshly. “Hardly. It was the easiest way to get you away from me.”

Draco watched from the side, ready to jump in should his love decide to commit murder. He smirked at that thought. The weasel deserved everything she gave him and more. But he wouldn’t let her actually kill the boy.

Suddenly Draco heard another pair of steps approaching them. Hermione was still yelling and venting at Ron and didn’t notice the newcomer.

Harry Potter walked slowly towards the trio. He made no move to save the red head, but instead approached the blonde.

“Draco” he greeted.

The blonde noted the pale complexion and red-rimmed eyes of the recently arrived wizard. “Harry.” He greeted cautiously.

“We need Hermione at the Ministry of Magic. I’ve already alerted the headmistress. Prefects will be taking over all patrols so that you may accompany her.”

“What’s happened Potter?” he asked suddenly worried.

“I can’t” the boy breathed out. “I’m still training and was called because of our history. I know with your relationship and with your recent support she will need you. Lets get these two up to the school. Pack at least an overnight bag, possibly more.”

“Potter.” He tried again, but the black haired boy shook his head and approached the screaming brunette and frozen red head.

Harry stood with his wand at the ready in case he needed to cast a shield. “Hermione”

“What?!” she yelled turning around, then started at the sight of her friend. “Oh, hello Harry.” She said sweetly with a smile on her face.

“Umm Hermione. Are you quite done with him yet?” he started, fighting the smile.

She sighed heavily before walking towards Harry. “Oh I guess so.” She hugged the black haired boy tightly. “I’m not in trouble am I?”

“Not at all, but lets get up to the school. I need to talk to you about something else.” She nodded distractedly and walked to Draco who held a hand out to her. They walked quietly to the school while Harry remained behind to collect Ron. “You’ve really done it this time, Ron. Finite Incantatem. Accio Ron’s wand.”

The red head looked surprised and angry. “What the hell Harry? Didn’t you see them together?”

“I did, but that’s none of our business.” He pulled his friend to his feet. “Incarcerous.”

“Harry?” Ron asked nervously.

“Not this time Ron.” He sighed, dragging his friend by the elbow to the school.

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A/N: What do you all think? We're heading to the end now... about 5 chapters left. :)
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