Our Complicated Love.

Somethings going on...

Hermione was waling back from the library. She had spent almost three hours there and now it was almost lunchtime, so she left. 

She walked by the tower she had had her enounter with Malfoy in earlier but puased. She heard voices coming form the tower.

" I'm so ashamed of you!" A voice hissed.

Hermione heart skpipped. She wanted to stay and listen but she knew she would be eavesdropping. But the voice spoke again and Hermione's curiosity got the best of her. 

' You aren't holding the family name! He is at our house now and your mother is worried sick about you!"

Hermione heard a scraping sound, like somone scraping their shoe on pavement.

" He's out are house?" What's he doing there?" Hermione internaly groaned. She knew that voice. It was the second time she heard it today. Didn't Malfoy have anything better to do than talk to mysterious people all the time? 

" That's none of your concern!" The voice hissed. " You should be focusing on the task that was given to you! You've already failed me once. I had to finish the job you couldn't do to that silly girl the other day!"

Hermione softly gasped.  She knew Malfoy had had something to do with it! But why didn't he do it himslef?

" Well it didn't even go as planned so it doesn't matter! People already are guessing it was me!" Malfoy's voice turned cold toward the end. 

" Who guessed it was you?" The other voice seethed. 

Hermione was suddenly scared. What would happen to her if Malfoy told on her?

" Just some people...from Slytherin." 

Hermione could tell that he was lying at  the end by the voice his voice slightly wrose, but the other man seemed to buy it.

" You better not be lying to me, Draco. "

Malfoy sighed. " I'm not"

" I have to go but I'm going to be in touch with you soon. If things don't start picking up you are going to wish you were never born. " The other voice was cold and heartless. 

Malfoy sighed again. " Yes Father."

So it was his father! What was he doing here? 

" What did Dumbledore want to talk to you about?" Malfoy questioned.

" He had some concerns which we shall discuss later. " The finality in the older Malfoy's voice was inevitable and Hermione knew she had to leave so or risk being caught. 

She started walking at a fast pace down the hall and just in time to because she seen the older Malfoy walking swiftly down the hall.

Why had Malfoy lied about who had suspected it was him? Usually he would jump at any chance to get her or her friends into trouble....

She made her way into the portrait and spotted Ron sitting by the fire, examining a chocolate frog before devouring it. 

" Hey where's Harry?" She asked sitting beside him. 

" He's at his appointment with Dumbledore. He was going to ask you to go but he didn't know if you were still at the library or not and he had to leave."

Hermione's heart dropped. " I forgot he was going to Dumbledore tonight! I wanted to tell him something else.."

" Tell him what?" Ron asked. 

" I'll tell you both later." She said. " Have you been to lunch yet?" She asked.

" What are you talking about? Lunch was hours ago dinner just passed."