Hermione ran across the common room and into Blaise and Ginny's room where they were sat doing Ginny's Transfiguration homework together. They looked up as the door burst open and saw Hermione fly towards Ginny and start sobbing onto her shoulder. Ginny sent Blaise a questioning look over Hermione's shoulder, which was answered by a shrug.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Ginny said, completely at loss of what to do.
"Draco!" She sobbed harder.
"What about him?" Ginny asked worriedly, "What happened? I thought things were going well between you?"
"He-he w-was in our r-room...with P-Pansy..." Hermione broke into fresh tears and buried her head in Ginny's shoulder.
"That isn't a crime Hermione..." Blaise put before receiving an evil glare from Ginny, "I'm mean... I'm going to go and find him..." Ginny nodded looking pleased with herself. Blaise left the room.
"So, he was in your room with Pansy..." Ginny repeated, waiting for the rest of the story.
"And I w-walked in with H-Harry," Hermione wailed, "An-and they were k-kissing!"
"Oh! Hermione! I'm so sorry! Are you sure it was like that? Maybe she came on to him..."
"She was topless! And he was kissing her back!" Hermione had stopped crying by now; her eyes were red, sore and now ran dry. "I can't believe I could be so stupid! I honestly thought he had changed!"
Hermione lent on to Ginny's shoulder, getting her breath back.
"I know..." said Ginny sympathetically, "It might not have been what it looked like... Blaise will find out for us."
Hermione nodded as Ginny hugged her and a fresh flood of tears came.
Blaise burst into Draco's room to find Draco sat on the end of his bed with his head on his hands.
Blaise stopped abruptly. "Where's Pansy?" he asked.
"Dunno, with Potter somewhere I guess." Draco miserably, "Where's Hermione?"
"What do you expect?! She's with Ginny, crying her eyes out. What in Merlin did you do? I thought you said you didn't like Pansy!" Blaise accused angrily.
"I didn't! I mean, I don't! She came on to me. Not the other way around I swear it. She came in dressed like a bloody slut saying her that I should - and I quote - "have some fun" and then she threw herself at me! I don't even know how she managed to remove her shirt. That girl is impossible! She would have gone after you but no! You're in love with the Weaslette!" Draco finished, his voice was rising by now.
"Number one: Her name is Ginny, not Weaslette and number two: don't go blaming this on me! Just because I'm making the best out of the situation we have been put in!" He retorted sharply.
"Making the best? Don't be so stupid! You're in lovewith her!" Draco said with distaste.
"So what if I am? At least I know how to treat a girl, or do I have to remind you that it is your fiancé in there crying, not mine!" Blaise shouted back.
"Oh and just to let you know," he added whilst getting up, "Hermione is staying in my and Ginny's room for a bit, considering the way you treat her, I don't blame her." He left, slamming the door behind him.
Well done Draco, fifty points. He got himself showered and climbed into the bed, which felt uncomfortably big without Hermione lying across her half and part of his.
"That stupid son of Merlin!" Blaise shouted as he re-entered his and Ginny's room slamming the door behind him and throwing himself in the bed next to Ginny and Hermione.
