Just A Prank?

Chapter 2

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Just A Prank? 2

Draco was still picking his omelet with his fork innocently when he felt tears well up in his eyes. What was wrong with Harry? Did it really feel this bad to love him? He had no idea.

Ron noticed Draco's blank tears. "Hey Harry, look, this is the third time he's crying today. Wanna get into action?" he nudged his mate in the ribs playfully to get the golden boy's attention.

Harry whipped his head round to look at Draco and smirked. Draco was on the verge of breaking down now, and no one would help him. Definitely not Harry. If this was true love, Harry would come around to Draco's table regardless of the rules. He would come up from behind and wrap his arms around him, be comforting him. Kissing Draco's soft beautiful hair and whispering sweet and loving words in his ear. But no.

Harry wanted Draco to suffer. No, he needed Draco to suffer. He saw as Draco slowly lifted up his eyes to look at Harry, but tore his gaze away in an instant as his tears doubled in amount. No, tripled, as Harry met him with a cold look.

Draco shook his head, whipped the tears away with his sleeve and hurried out of the great hall as far away from Harry as possible. Ron and Harry started laughing their asses off.

"Wow, Malfoy is such a sissy about it. Why does he not understand this?"

"What?"

"That you are faking it all. What's up with him?"

"He's just dumb. Come on, you had to know this by now!"

"Yeah, right. Bet you can't wait to drop the bomb, can you" Ron asked excitedly, rubbing his hands in anticipation.

Hermione looked at the two gloomily. Tears of her own slipping down her face. Her best friend and boyfriend were planning to do something cruel to an already scarred and tortured person, attempting to give him a taste of his own medicine. Little did they understand that by doing that, they would be no better than any other death eater, or at least Draco himself.

But the two boys refused to even listen to Hermione's explanations and suggestions, always waving her off and promising to make it up to her later. She felt pity for Draco, even after all he said and did to her and her friends.

But this was just over the top. Too cruel and heartless. She had to warn Draco. "Excuse me, sorry, I... need to go do something.." she muttered, stepping over the bench and preparing to leave after the Slytherin.

Ron reached back and grabbed her by the robe, pulling her back and wrapping his arms around her waist, leaning his head on her left hip. "Where you goin' sweetie? Did we do something wrong?" he cooed.

"No. Just going to tell Draco all about your horrible plan. He doesn't deserve this!" She hissed, slapping Ron away and running out of the hall as fast as she could, the heavy door slowing her down on her way out.