Author's Note: SOrry it took so long guys, but here it is, Part V
Unrequited Love
by
indigo
Chapter
5
Draco was standing
on the cliff-face of a mountain, looking down at the village of Hogsmeade.
Suddenly,
he heard shouting and screams behind him, and a shrill voice saying "I'm
going to finish
you once and
for all!!" He whirled around and saw...Hermione?? She seemed to be duelling
with
PansyParkinson,
their wands emitting showers of gold, red, and green sparks. They rushed
at each
other, and
at the same moment Draco ran forward, hoping to intervene, yelling "Stooopppp!!!!"
"AAAGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Draco sat up in bed, screaming. He was drenched in sweat, and
shaking uncontrollably.
He glanced
over at his roommates, amazed to see that they were still snoring in their
four-posters. He
mopped his
forehead with his sleeve and tried to remember the dream he'd been having...Pansy
had
been in it,
and Hermione too...with a flood of horror he suddenly felt the reality
of the situation he was
in. Tomorrow
he would have to face two very high-strung girls and tell them what was
going on...or
else they
would find out for themselves. He couldn't let that happen.
With a sigh
and an involuntary shudder, he lay down again and tried to get some sleep.
***
Hermione woke
up that morning, the sun filtering in through the windows and onto her
comforter. She
felt extremely
light-headed, as one would expect a 14-year-old to feel if she'd just found
out her crush
liked her
back. She got up, dressed quickly, and made her way down to the Common
Room.
"Hey, you'd
better hurry up, Hermione, we have just enough time to get some breakfast
before our
History of
Magic lesson," Harry called to her as she neared the place where he and
Ron were sitting.
"Oh, horror
of horrors, Ms. Early Bird herself is the last to get up, for once!" Ron
said, smirking. "What,
were you having
a good dream or something?"
Hermione blushed
and said nothing. She HAD, in fact, been having a dream, about Draco. But
she
would flunk
her Charms exam before she mentioned THAT to either Harry OR Ron.
After breakfast,
the three of them walked the short length from the Great Hall to Professor
Binns'
classroom.
On the way, however, they passed a smug-looking Draco Malfoy and his two
lackeys,
who sniggered
stupidly as Malfoy called out, "Hey Potter, Weasel, you better hurry or
you'll be late
for Professor
Binns! Wouldn't want Gryffindor to lose any MORE points, would you?" To
Hermione
he said nothing,
just gave her a small wink that she was sure nobody else had noticed. She
frowned
slightly at
him, as if to say Don't pick on my friends, and he shut up quickly, motioning
for Crabbe
and Goyle
to follow him.
"Come on, let's
get to class," she said to Ron and Harry, who were silently fuming.
***
It was with
profound eagerness that Draco awaited the end of lessons that day. He and
Hermione had
promised to
meet at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, a good way away from the castle,
to talk and tell
each other
about their day.
As the bell
rang, signalling the end of Transfiguration, Draco grabbed his bag, mumbled
a hurried excuse
to Crabbe
and Goyle, and headed off in the direction of the Forest. He crossed the
castle grounds, all the
way glancing
wearily about him, and then, satisfied that no one was trailing him, picked
up his pace. He
spotted Hermione
at their specified meeting place and gave her a wave and a huge grin as
he hurried over
to her. "Hey,"
he said cheerfully.
"Draco, I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about our meeting," she said just as cheerfully.
"Nah, just got held up a bit at Transfiguration. So, how was your day?"
"Fine, really. Nothing special. How about you?" she asked him.
"Same here.
Hey, sorry about insulting Potter and Weasley in the corridor back there.
I mean, it's a hard
habit to break,
right?"
"It's okay,
Draco, it's just that, now that we're together, it just feels weird to
have you hating my best
friends so
much."
She looked kind of sad now, as if it broke her heart that they couldn't get along.
"Yeah, I guess. I'll try to stop it. So, any news about---"
But Draco never
got the chance to finish that sentence, for at that moment, Pansy Parkinson
jumped out
from where
she had been hiding behind a tree on the edge of the Forest. "So it's true!"
she shrieked tearfully.
"Draco! How
could you do this to me!?"
"Do what?" Hermione said, confused, as she gazed at him with a questioning look on her face.
Draco would've
given anything to disappear into the ground right then, but there was nothing
he could do.
He hadn't
had the chance to tell Hermione, and now she was going to find out like
THIS.
Pansy, still
sobbing, continued, "I thought we had something going! Crabbe and
Goyle told me, but I didn't
want to believe
it! And now I find out it's true! You've been sneaking behind my back with
a Gryffindor, a
MUDBLOOD no
less!!" Her shrieks could probably be heard all the way to the castle,
Draco thought idly,
then opened
his mouth to protest.
But now Hermione
had wheeled on him, a look of fury on her face. "Draco? Is this true??
You and Pansy
have been...have
been..." she almost choked on the words in her anger, "SEEING each other?
I should've
KNOWN you
were no good! So much for trying to trust you! You're nothing but a slimy
Slytherin snake
after all!"
She turned on her heel and left him with a still-weeping Pansy.
"HERMIONE!
Come BACK!" he yelled desperately, but she had already stomped off towards
the castle.
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