You Bastard

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(A\N: Short chapter! These are prewritten xD Please vote and comment! :))

With so many thoughts running through his head, Draco walking into the spare bedroom not realizing that he had left the window open before he left. Sighing, he walked back into the main room were Hermione lay unconscious and pale. He was nervously awaiting her reaction to him when she awoke. He doubted she would cry and scream and run away just like all the others; she was too hard headed and mature to act like a sniveling ninny. He sat on his favorite black leather recliner with silver snakes around its edges, trying to get comfortable and relax. But he couldn't. What if she goes to Potter? He thought. What if she goes to the MINISTRY?! Ah shit. I'm screwed.

As Draco sank further into his chair, sulking about the consequences to come, Hermione was beginning to regain consciousness. Her head pounded and she inwardly groaned. What happened? She asked herself. She wanted to open her eyes and survey her surroundings, but her skull-splitting headache told her that wasn't a wise move. But, being a curious and nosy child since birth, she needed to know why she couldn't remember what happened and where she was.

She slowly opened her eyes and wasn't surprised when she saw there was no light on. Had she been kidnapped? Where was she? How did she get there? Question after question ran through her head, causing her headache to become worse than it already was. She groaned at the pain pressing at her brain causing all her thoughts to scatter. She carefully lifted a hand to her forehead and rubbed the spot that hurt the most.

Draco watched her as she slowly awoke, groaned, and raised a hand to her head. He could see the pain across her face and immediately felt a pang to the heart. He had to stop being a coward. He would tell her he was sorry and she would forgive him like all the others.

"Hermione." He said bravely.

She froze. She knew that voice. It was horribly familiar. Oh no. Malfoy. Then everything came rushing back; the incident in to coffee shop, his hurtful words, her stamping his foot and pouring coffee on him; and the incident in the alley. No wonder her head hurt!

"Listen, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, really-"

He was close now but she didn't want him to touch her again. She jumped up swaying in the process and was nearly nose to nose with the blonde. She stepped back and WHACK. She hit him square in the jaw.

"You bastard!"

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