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Hate/Love by dramionerules
Chapter 4 : Confrontations Part 1
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Harry and Ron stood and stared at the couple. Ron’s face had turned the color of his red hair, like it always did, and Harry just looked shocked. She could tell Draco wanted to leave, she turned her head to look at him and nodded, giving him permission to go. She understood that this would be too much; they didn’t even know what they were in the slightest. He looked down at her and smiled, she smiled back. This of course made her best friends even angrier. Ron came like madman and pulled her away from Draco. She glared at Ron.

“What the bloody hell are you doing ‘Mione?” Ron had a tight grip on her arm and Draco couldn’t help the anger he felt at Ron grabbing her like that. Hermione tried to pull her arm away, only finding it far too difficult.

“This is the head’s common room, what happens inside is nobody’s business.” She smacked at him. “Now let me go this instant Ronald!” he didn’t let her go however. Harry came up to grab Ron’s shoulder.

“Mate, let her go.” He said calmly.

“No! She can’t just…she…he’s the enemy damn it!” Ron was obviously angry and it wasn’t that she blamed him. A part of her was angry with herself for allowing something like this to happen but at the same time they weren’t her parents and she could kiss whoever chose and they really had no say in the matter. It was the principal of the thing that bothered her.

“Weasel, you better let her go.” Draco said with such possession that one half of her hated it and the other half melted. She was never one to be bossed around but she felt that this was Draco simply trying to protect her. She didn’t know why she liked it, considering this was Malfoy of all people, but she did. She couldn’t stop the light smile that graced her face.

“Leave Malfoy, this isn’t about you. This is about Hermione.” Harry spoke sternly. She sighed. She didn’t like this at all. She didn’t want to lose her friends but she refused to allow them to behave as though they can treat her like a child.


“It bloody well is..” he started, even about to stand between Hermione and her friends. But her voice gave him pause and he looked at her.

“Dra..Malfoy.” she sighed, she knew calling him Draco would upset them further. “Go on upstairs. If I need your assistance I’ll call you okay?” she looked at him, a pleading look on her face for him to comply. He sighed in defeat but got in Ron’s face before leaving to give him one final warning.

“If she has a single bruise or mark on her arm from you manhandling her, I swear to Merlin I will make you regret the day you were born.” He glared at him before turning and disappearing in his room. She was grateful for his sudden need to protect her because Ron really was starting to hurt her.

“Ron, let go of me this instant. You are hurting me.” She glared at him. Finally he released her arm and she rubbed it, she was sure there would be a bruise and a part of her was happy that Draco made that threat. She sat on the couch and sighed. “What are you two doing here?” she asked, she knew she didn’t invite them to visit and they didn’t usually just stop in.


Harry came to sit down next to her. “We were concerned that something was wrong with you. Like maybe a curse was on you since you were kissing Malfoy so much.” He sounded mad but he had a smirk on her face. She shook her head. Ron was pacing, she could only hear the ramblings of anger coming from him. It was times like these that she really wondered what she saw in him in the first place.

“You…and he…and it’s…He’s the enemy!…this is…Bugger all…” she laughed at him which caused Ron to glare at her. “What’s so funny?”

“You Ron, this is ludicrous. I’m a big girl. I can kiss whoever I choose and in case you have forgotten, the war is over. Dumbledore doesn’t want us to have all this anger between the houses. I don’t know what is going on with Draco bu-” she was cut off by Harry.

“Draco?” he asked, slightly shocked. She sighed.

“Yes, do you have an issue with me calling a person by their name? What’s the point of calling him Malfoy after I’ve snogged him a few times now?” she laughed again. “It’s just…Look, the war is over and maybe we should be giving those that are back the benefit of the doubt. He’s not the enemy anymore. Yes he’s arrogant and more of an ass than anything else however he is still a person. A person that has lost a lot and went through a lot, we don’t really know how he feels about all that happened.”

Ron sat down as she spoke and she felt relieved that he was calming a bit down. Harry was staring at the floor and it got really silent. They didn’t know that Draco was listening, his door slightly open, he wasn’t doing it to be nosey really but to make sure that he knew if she needed him. He wasn’t expecting what she said though and he couldn’t help but smile. Finally he had someone that didn’t want to treat him like he was the reason people died. Yes he made mistakes, more then he could possibly count but he didn’t want to be that horrible person he was. Maybe that was one reason he and Granger kissed in the first place. The anger they had for each other was just a mask for something deeper. Some connection that he never realized they had.

Hermione was looking between her friends. She loved them dearly and she didn’t want to have them hating her over a guy. “I know it’s not the easiest idea in the world. I know it doesn’t make a lot of sense. But you have trusted me with your lives; I would expect you can trust me on this. I’m not asking you to be his friend; Merlin knows he wouldn’t be yours. But..I just want you to at least allow me to find out how I feel. To figure out what all this is between he and I so that I can decide what to do with it. It’s my life, not yours. As my friends I would have hoped you would just support any choices I made.” She suddenly felt sad, as if she shouldn’t have to be telling them this. They should have already done all that.

Ron didn’t say anything; he stood up, kissed her forehead and walked out of the common room. Harry sat there a moment longer, giving her a small smile. “I trust you,” he said before following Ron out. She breathed in relief and then looked up to Draco’s door.

“Draco?” she called out. He was out of the door in a second and beside her. She smiled at him. She took a moment to just look at him, she could see so many things in his eyes but hate or deceit was not in them. “I imagine you were listening then?” she smirked slightly at him.

“Me? Listening in? I take high offense to that Granger.” He grinned back and she noticed just how good he looked when he smiled like that. She didn’t think she’d ever seen an actual smile on his face in all the years they went to Hogwarts together. Not even when he was with his friends.

“Can’t call me Hermione can you?” she laughed.

He leaned in and looked into her eyes. “Hermione, I am grateful that you think I deserve a chance. I don’t know what we are, honestly, I think this is all quite confusing but I know that I don’t regret kissing you, even if it was in front of everyone.”

She grinned back at him and put her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug. He put his arms around her and held her tight. But before they could really even start talking about their newfound romance the portrait hole burst open again, only this time it wasn’t her friends. Hermione wasn’t really surprised by who was there.

“DRAKIE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT MUDBLOOD!” Pansy shrieked at the top of her lungs. Draco tried hiding behind Hermione but she only laughed at him. 



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