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Hate/Love by dramionerules
Chapter 8 : Enemies or Lovers?
Rating: MatureChapter Reviews: 5

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I apologize for the delay in this, I had it written on paper but not typed it up yet :) I hope you like and as always I don't own anything but the plot




Article by Rita Skeeter

Even after Harry Potter defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named no one could have expected to see Gryffindor Princess, Hermione Granger in a loving embrace with Death Eater, Draco Malfoy. A trip to Hogwarts proved most interesting. But what is going on? Are they a couple? A few of their classmates were asked what they knew. Lavender Brown had this to say, "They have been kissing in full view of everyone. I don't think any of us knew she'd stoop so low. A death eater? It's blasphemy! She should know better than to sully herself with the likes of him." 

Most of the other students asked shared Ms. Brown's feelings on the matter. One thing they seemed to make clear, Ms. Granger should be prepared for a possible mass shunning. The angry students had yet to decide on how they'd respond, especially given the event in which pictures were taken. 

Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy had no comment in regards to said pictures which were shown of their son with Ms. Granger. One wonders what will happen to the two and if they will become something more. Only time can tell. 

(more pictures on page 3)


Hermione was fuming after reading the pathetic article but more because people were treating her like a traitor. She had no idea what she was going to do. When she entered the Great hall for breakfast the morning after the article came out she was astonished by the glares from all houses. She sighed and headed for her spot between Harry and Ron.

"This is ridiculous." she muttered as she filled her plate. Whispers at her own table of 'slut' and 'traitor' could be heard clearly throughout the hall but no one said anything. Not even her.

"We know most of the Gryffindors don't think badly of you but Lavender is really trying to push you out." Harry shook his head. She felt eyes on her and noticed Draco enter the room. She couldn't prevent the smile upon seeing him. He glared around the room until his eyes locked with hers. He grinned and winked before heading to his table. She turned back to her food, ignoring the stares. 



Draco wanted to maim every person that spoke badly of Hermione. He had received a letter from his parents who claimed they'd disown him if he continued a relationship with the muggleborn. He burned the blasted letter and didn't tell Hermione. He had no intentions of stopping anything. He liked her more than he expected.

"What did they say Draco?" Blaise asked.

"I burned the letter." He wasn't in the mood to discuss this but Blaise wasn't the type to just let something go.

"You know they will come here if you don't respond." Blaise was concerned for his friend, he couldn't help but be.

"And what should I do? Lie to them? Force Hermione and I to either never speak again or hide our relationship? Not options I'm willing to take. They can disown me." Draco spoke so fiercely that Blaise wondered how deeper their connection really was.

"I like them too but is she really worth losing everything?"

"Yes." Draco didn't hesitate, though his attention shifted to Hermione who had a yelling girl standing over her. 



"You don't belong here! Go sit with your Death Eater boyfriend!" yelled Lavender loud enough for everyone to hear. Hermione shook her head and stood up. Lavender wasn't expecting that and stepped back. Hermione looked over at Draco who looked concerned for her.

"Lavender," she started calmly “I understand you are upset, however, I really don't care." she paused to take a breath. "Who I associate with has no bearing on what house I belong in. Oh and by the way, in case you were too busy doing your hair or begging for Ron's attention, Voldemort is dead. Draco is not a Death Eater anymore. So shut the hell up!" she yelled before turning around and stomping away.

Draco stood up and walked up to Lavender who was still in shock. She looked up at him slightly terrified. He only smirked down at her before speaking.

"I made a lot of mistakes, poor choices, if you will. But she doesn't deserve someone like you treating her like that. She's a good person. And let's face it, if it wasn't for her, Harry wouldn't have made it as long and as far as he did. You should be thanking her everyday that you are still able to breathe this air. Walk these halls and live your damn life." he pulled up the sleeve of his left arm, showing the scar left by the dark mark. "Yes, I was a Death Eater. Was. He's dead. The only orders I follow are my own and if you so much as look at her direction ever again I'll show you just how evil I can be." He nodded at Harry and Ron before walking out, leaving everyone stunned.



Hermione was sitting in their common room when he found her. It was obvious that she had been crying. She looked up at him but didn't smile, he found himself saddened by that, she held out what looked like a bit of parchment. He took it and opened it while sitting down next to her. It was a letter. He could feel himself stiffen as he read it.

Ms. Granger, 

   We don't know what magic you put upon our son but we do know that you are putting his very inheritance with this family at risk. We will not have you destroying the Malfoy name or stealing our son from us. You will break off all non-head related contact immediately. 

Lucius Malfoy

Draco ripped up the letter and tossed it into the fire much like the first letter. He didn't know what to say but she beat him to it.

"Maybe...maybe he's right. I don't want to be the reason you lose everything Draco," she spoke so softly. Draco felt like everything was falling apart around him because of that nosey bitch Skeeter. He turned to her and frowned.

"If I cared about that I would have stopped talking to you when I received a letter from my father."

Her head popped up and she stared at him. The idea that he already was told to stay aware and chose not to left her speechless.


He took her cheek in his hand, using his thumb to brush away her tears.

"You are worth it. Besides, they won't do it and even if they do, I'll be fine without them." He meant every word and he hoped that she understood what he was telling her. He wasn't going to follow his father anymore. She made him feel something that he had been missing his whole life, in just a few short weeks.

Hermione didn't know what to say. Here he was giving up what should be the most important thing to him. She pulled back and ran up to her room. She needed to be alone to think. What should she do? She was so confused as she flopped on to her bed. Could she really feel okay about his decision? She didn't know. On one hand she didn't know if she'd be able to say goodbye to what had developed between them but on the other she was worried he'd resent her later for it.

Draco stared in the direction she went. He wanted to kill his father for this. He would end this madness, suddenly he stood up and ran up to his room. Grabbing some parchment he began writing a response to his father.


First, I'd like to say, how dare you? You had no right to send a letter to Hermione. Father this may come to a shock to you but I've never really believed in your pureblood nonsense. How can I? The war is over. The light won and you lost. This is my chance to become the man I want to be not the one you hoped for. If you can't accept my relationship with Hermione then you don't accept me. Fine. I'll survive. I would rather you looked beyond your prejudices and saw the world the proper way but I know I can't have everything I want. Don't write again unless your stance has changed.


He copied the letter and slipped it under her door, letting her know he was off to the owlery. Hermione picked it up and as she read it she felt her eyes begin to water. She opened her door to look for him.

"Draco?" she called out but she didn't have to look far; he was standing in the way of the portrait hole, which looked to be opened. His face looked angry but shocked. "What are you doing?" she asked him as she walked up next to him. He was staring straight ahead so she turned her head to see what he was looking at. She gasped and stepped back.

"Hello son," came the cold voice of Lucius Malfoy.



 This chapter has been edited and spell checked :)

Yes I know, it probably wasn't long enough but I like to leave cliffy's :) anyway. Please read and review as always and Thanks to everyone that had reviewed my story already


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