CHAPTER 13
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Astoria makes her intentions known.
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It seemed like wherever Hemione went, a girl was giving her a disgusted or hateful look. Houses didn't matter.
She turned to face her boyfriend in disgust, "Have you slept with all the girls in school?"
He tapped his chin and pretended to think. She punched him playfully.
Draco winked, "Not everyone gets to ride the dragon."
Blaise doubled over with laughter and mused, "Well, Granger, he has fucked a lot of them."
Draco glared sternly at his friend, "Thanks for the update, Blaise."
The olive-skinned man put up his hands in defence.
Theo put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and pulled her closed, "Don't mind these bitches!" He spat at the group of girls closest to them, and they jumped back.
He glanced over his shoulder at Draco and grinned, "They're jealous because you nabbed the Prince of Slytherin and all they got was his....puny dick."
No sooner did the words leave his mouth, the lanky blonde took off running with Draco chasing right after him with his wand.
Hermione laughed hard as Draco chased Theo down the corridor, cursing after him.
Blaise came to stand by her side and smiled, "He's happy with you. You're changing him for the better, Granger."
Hermione softened her gaze and replied fondly, "No, Blaise, this is who he really is. He just realizes it now."
They exchanged a look of deep understanding and hurried after Theo and Draco.
Later that night, Draco sat in the Slytherin common room having a casual chat and drink with Theo and Blaise when Pansy and Astoria approached him.
They looked quite frustrated and furious.
The boys eyed them lazily and continued their conversation about Quidditch.
Pansy crossed her arms over her bosom, "Why are you fucking a Mudblood? You know you're promised to marry Astoria."
Draco ignored her purposely, leaned forward and finished his drink slowly.
These stupid girls had no idea who they were dealing with.
He licked his lips, brought himself to his full height and towered over the two girls. Intimidated, they took an involuntary step back.
"Let me make myself abundantly clear, and I am not accustomed to repeating myself," he glanced in Pansy's direction, "So, take notes if you must," and then gave Astoria his full attention.
Draco narrowed his eyes, leaned forward and hissed, "I will never marry you, nor will I have you in my life anymore."
He paused for effect and added, "I love Granger."
Astoria stood rooted to the spot. Blaise, Theo, Pansy and everyone with earshot stared with their mouths hanging open.
Love? Lust, yes, definitely, but love? Draco Malfoy didn't do love, or he didn't, up until now.
Draco bid his friends good night, pushed past a flabbergasted Astoria Greengrass and exited the dungeon.
Finally coming to her senses, Astoria watched his retreating figure crossly, and a scheming smile split her face in half.
She cocked her head to the side and thought, well, we will just have to see about that.
At first, she had been convinced it was some fucked up dare and Draco was simply being Draco and trying to mess with Granger, but she had been dead wrong.
The idiot had fallen in love with a fucking Mudblood. If his father found out about their budding romance, it would be an untimely death for Granger.
Astoria had been sleeping with Draco since her 6th Year, and she was determined to be his last.
A hard determination grabbed hold of her petite frame, and she whispered into the darkness, "I will have you Draco Malfoy and become the next Lady Malfoy, a Mudblood bitch will never edge me out."
It was a sunny day, and Hermione took a deep breath and clutched her books to her chest.
A voice from the other side made her turn around. Theo ran towards her waving madly, "Granger, hold up!"
Hermione raised a brow. Theo caught up with her, took her hand and kissed it gratefully.
He gushed, "THANK YOU, GRANGER."
"You're welcome?" she replied, rather confused by what was happening.
Theo let her go and cleared his throat, "Let me explain. It's a sad story about a handsome boy, that's me, by the way, and Draco."
Hermione stifled a laugh and asked, "Annnd your point being?"
He motioned for her to be silent and wiped away a fake tear, "Since Draco's been with you, girls notice me, look at me. It's so beautiful!"
He pulled out a parchment with lipstick marks and enchanted hearts. Hermione eyed it in interest and grinned.
Theo straightened and declared proudly, "All Draco does is stare at you. He's not interested in anyone anymore. You have achieved the impossible, Hermione."
Hermione blushed and shoved the lanky blonde Slytherin playfully.
He glanced over her head, and his whole demeanour changed, and he became hostile.
Theo pointed towards Astoria as she approached them and hissed, "Don't look now, but here comes trouble."
Hermione regarded the Slytherin girl curiously and muttered, "Oh, I wonder what she wants?"
Theo rolled his eyes and said sarcastically, "Aren't you like supposed to be the smartest witch of our time or something?"
Astoria dusted her robes and greeted them cheerfully, "Theodore, Hermione, isn't it a marvellous day?"
Theo didn't bother to hide his contempt, "It was until you fucking showed up."
Hermione nudged him and politely asked, "What can we do for you, Astoria?"
The Slytherin girl looked at Theo in disgust and replied sweetly, "Argh, I wanted to have a word with you if you have the time, of course."
Theo looked at the two girls, bowed and took off to find Draco.
Astoria frowned at Theo's retreating figure, "I always found him so annoying."
Hermione narrowed her eyes and didn't mince words, "Cut to the chase, Astoria, what do you want?"
Astoria brushed her hair back and smiled, "Very well, I want you to stop seeing Draco."
Hermione cocked her head to the side and asked cooly, "And why should I do that?"
Astoria continued to smile, "It's quite simple. Actually, we're engaged and will marry when we are twenty."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Is this another one of those pureblood things?"
She leaned forward and smirked, "Sure as hell sounds like it, but I'll tell you what, if Draco wants to marry you, then I won't stand in the way."
The Slytherin girl laughed maniacally, "You naïve little Mudblood, do you think you can honour the House of Malfoy?"
She added viciously, "Do you think Draco will ever take you before his parents? You are nothing but a forbidden fantasy for a man who has everything."
Without mercy, she hissed, "You're just a unicorn he craves. Don't flatter yourself into thinking he's in love with you."
Astoria leaned in and spat, "My advice, get out while you still can."
Hermione smiled sweetly, "Believe what you like, but you have no idea what he wants or who he really is."
She turned her back defiantly on the fuming Slytherin girl and walked away before the tears fell down her cheeks.
A few days later
Hermione packed a few essentials into a bag, and Draco leaned against the doorway, watching her.
They had quite literally spent every minute together for the past five months, and Ginny complained a girl's night was way overdue.
Hermione agreed to it at once, and honestly, she did miss the company of the girls.
She pulled the zip close and turned to catch the smirking Slytherin walk towards her.
Bending over, he grabbed her and kissed her hard, she whimpered, and her arms went around his neck.
"Are you going out with the boys?" She asked, catching her breathing and playfully shoving him away.
Draco nodded lazily, "Yeah, I'm heading down to the dungeons after you leave. Theo's been worse than a girl, moaning about how we need to bond."
He grinned and added, "He needs to shag."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Shagging is not the answer to everything."
It was his turn to roll his eyes. She knew nothing about horny young adults and frustration.
Catching her off guard, he cornered her and enticingly moved his fingers up her skirt and rested his fingers on her most sensitive area.
Letting out a gasp, her hold on him tightened.
His breath ghosted the skin of her ear, "It might not be the answer to everything, but it is gratifying,"
Draco withdrew his fingers, and Hermione pouted in disappointment.
The infamous Malfoy Manor stood against a picturesque backdrop
The beautifully maintained gardens and sculptures dating back to the Renaissance and reeked of misdeeds.
It was an imposing sight and but within the walls, life shifted into the darkness and hid its ugly face from the rest.
It was a dark and miserable place made so by none other than Lucius Malfoy himself.
Word had already reached him of his son's unforgivable behaviour.
Lucius had, at first, laughed at the notion and pushed it aside because he simply refused to believe that Draco would soil himself with the association of a Mudblood and bring shame to his house and family.
He had simply thought his son was having a bit of fun with the filthy Mudblood, using her until a better prospect appeared on the horizon but love?
No, his son would use her, discard her and leave her wanting.
But love? Draco would never fall in love with such a disgusting creature.
Lucius stalked around the Manor in anger, he crushed the letter in his hands, and it fell to the ground in pieces.
The house-elves took the brunt of his frustration.
It was time to have a word with his only child.
Hermione walked through the portrait smiling to herself.
She casually flung the bag over her shoulder and noticed Ron and Lavender on the couch.
They seemed to be having a heated argument. Ron locked eyes with her and forced a weak smile. His face looked drawn and sad.
He had desperately tried to speak to her for months on end, but she purposely ignored him.
They needed time to heal and move past the ugliness.
Hopefully, they could salvage their friendship.
Ginny squealed when she saw Hermione. Luna was already there lazily drinking pumpkin juice and lying back on the couch.
They lounged around in their pyjamas, eating some of the finest chocolate from Honeydukes and gossiping.
Ginny popped the last piece of chocolate into her mouth and turned on Hermione.
She cleared her throat and asked, "So, Miss Head Girl is Malfoy really that good in bed or is it a bunch of shite?"
Hermione felt the heat rise and her cheeks turn crimson.
She threw a fluffy pillow at the brazen redhead and cried, "What the hell?"
Ginny shrugged, leaned forward and grinned, "Come on, the girls are always on about how good he is, tell us!"
Luna listened intently and added thoughtfully, "Draco does have the physique for it."
With a twinkle to her eyes and mischievous grin, Hermione confided proudly, "If you must know, he's not just good. He's bloody fucking amazing!"
Ginny covered her mouth and screamed, "Dear Merlin!"
Next, Luna filled them in on her date with Theo.
The quirky blonde's eyes sparkled as she spoke about the funny Slytherin.
It seemed like they had a perfect time, and even though Hermione never pictured Theo as being the romantic sort, he had gone all the way to impress Luna.
Hermione was ecstatic, she liked Theo, and he seemed to have made quite the impact on Luna.
Later into the night, Harry joined them, sitting on the carpet, his arms protectively around Ginny.
Harry had been keeping a sharp eye on Hermione and Malfoy together. He still had doubts about the duo, but grudgingly, he had to admit that Malfoy genuinely cared about Hermione.
He just hoped his best friend wouldn't get hurt in the long run.
Draco drained his last bottle of Firewhisky. Blaise roared with laughter after Theo told them about his date with Luna.
Theo looked at them in disappointment. He had hoped his friends would have been more supportive.
The lanky Slytherin glared at his best friends until Blaise controlled himself.
He scowled, "Oi you git! I like Luna a lo."
Blaise held onto his sides. "Okay, Theo, I just never pegged you as a romantic sod."
Theo protested, "Yeah, well, neither is Draco. I don't see you fucking laughing at him."
Draco smirked, "Well, mate, I'm not you."
It was getting late, and he wanted to get some sleep.
Going back to an empty dorm room was about appealing as kissing a Blast Ended Skrewt. He debated internally whether to swing by and give his little witch a goodnight kiss.
Caught up in his thoughts, he was momentarily distracted as Astoria passed by in a white skimpy nightdress and pretty much nothing else.
Blaise whistled in appreciation. Draco shook his head. He knew the little display was for his benefit.
He stood up and yawned pointedly, "Okay boys, I am tired as fuck."
Blaise and Theo waved him off. They were pretty tired themselves. Theo dozed on the couch with his mouth open.
When Draco tried to exit the dungeon, he found his path blocked by Astoria. He took a step back and eyed her with boredom.
"Leaving so soon, darling?" She drawled confidently and tried to trail her fingers across his chest.
He took another step back, sized her up and lied convincingly, "Yes, Hermione's waiting for me."
Anything to get rid of the half-naked girl in front of him.
The Slytherin girl was not pleased with being dismissed so easily.
She narrowed her eyes menacingly, "You and your little Mudblood won't last. My parents and yours will see to that!"
Draco grabbed Astoria and pulled her towards him.
She felt her pulse quicken as he leaned in close, his lips almost touching her ear.
He snarled, "Don't you dare fucking threaten me, Astoria! You can never take her place."
He added angrily, "Theo told me about your little talk with Hermione."
Draco narrowed his eyes and sneered, "If you hurt her, you will answer directly to me!"
He almost spat the last words at her, pushed aside and climbed out of the portrait.
Astoria rubbed her wrist, her mouth curved upwards viciously, "We will see, Draco Malfoy."
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