Astoria's POV:

Whoa.

I think I just saw Draco and Hermione...kissing.

I gasp in shock, but quickly scamper back to the common room.

YES! That means that they're in love!

I squeal and leap into the common room, apparently interrupting something they were doing on the Xbox. Everybody stares at me.

"They kissed!" I squeal in delight. "They're happy!"

The girls whoop and cheer and the guys just sit there like oblivious pigs. I huff.

"It means that their relationship is getting better." Luna offered.

"Ohhh!" The guys chorused. I rolled my eyes. What idiots!
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Hermione and Draco came walking in about half an hour later, both looking a little deflated. Hermione grumbles something about 'boys can't make a bloody decision', and walks up to her room.

Ginny and I fly up the stairs, taking two at a time and catch up with Hermione. She opens the door and lets us in, waiting for our other friends.

We all take a seat on her rather large bed, and wait for her to compose herself.

She doesn't.

She flops on the bed in between all of us and starts wailing about how Draco can't make a decision for his bloody life.

"H-he kissed me then we t-talked a-and he-" Hermione shoved her face deeper into the blankets.

"YOU RUDDY IDIOT!" I hear Blaise screech. I snort, he was definitely right.

"H-he s-said that we were b-better off as f-friends!" Hermione howls.

I realize that I have not been listening, and I instantly feel guilty.

"Oh Hermione," Lavender cooes. "It will be alright."

She vigorously shakes her head. "N-no it wo-won't be!"

SLAM!

I rub Hermione's back as Harry walks in and drags Ginny off the bed. She yelps but scampers after him.

I start to play with Hermione's hair, soothing her, while they exchange hushed and harsh whispers, then Harry leaves. Ginny walks back over to the bed.

"What was that?" I ask her.

Ginny just nods and addresses Hermione. "Harry said that he's moving my stuff in here and Draco's going with him so you won't have to see him."

Pansy perks up. "Could we just all stay here then?"

Luna giggles. "It would be a girls night every night!"

Hermione sits up and looks around. "I guess..."

I lean over and hug Hermione. "If it's okay with you, then we'd love to do it."

When Hermione sees everybody staring at her with pleading eyes, she agrees. "Get your stuff, I'm having a bath." Hermione walks into her bathroom and starts the tap.

I silently slink out of her room, I had to know what Draco did.

Speak of the devil and he shall arrive. I roll my eyes as Draco tries to get in.

"She's having a bath," I snarl at him.

He looks down, pained, and tells me, "I'm only getting my things."

"What. Did. You. Do." I hiss.

Draco looks away from me, and I grip his hand tightly. My nails dig into his skin, but I don't care.

"I don't want to-" He opens the door. "Just...drop it, okay?"

I snarl at him one last time before getting my things.

I run into my room and start tearing it apart, packing my belongings in my trunk.

"Whoa!" Blaise exclaims. "What's wrong?" He looks over me, pretty concerned. "You're not like this."

I relax myself and walk into his open arms.

Blaise had always been somebody that I was interested in. He was always there for me, never left me out. He was...amazing.

"Draco broke her heart, that's what happened." I sniffle.

Blise rubs my back, soothingly. "I know, but let us handle him. He's a bloody arse, and Hermione needs you." I slowly nod and head to Hermione's room.

When I get there, I see that she enlarged the bed so it would fit all of us. My heart broke for Hermione, it really did. She deserved so much more than this, but fate did not bestow that upon her.
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Hermione's POV:

Astoria finally moved all her stuff in, and I flopped down on the bed once again. Bloody arse! Both of us actually...

I couldn't believe it.

Just as I thought we had found something, some sort of rhythm, I had to mess it up.

"Hermione," He mumbled, deepening our kiss.

"Draco," I sighed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair, savouring in the moment.

We turn to the side when we hear a gasp, but think nothing of it and just sit on a nearby bench.

"Draco?" I ask him.

"Yes?" He looks across the grounds.

"I feel...scared." I admit. "I don't think I'm ready to be married."

He nods understandingly. "I get what you mean. It feels like we're too young for this."

I let out a long, slow breath. "I don't even know if..." I trail off, not wanting to tell him that I don't love him. Even though I know he doesn't love me, I still felt like it would hurt. I felt something, but that something hadn't quite turned into love yet. I didn't want to be married until I was sure, and right now, I wasn't.

"If?" He asks me.

"Nevermind," I mutter.

He turns towards me and looks at me. His eyes are so...so...something, but I don't quite know what.

"You really don't want to hear it," I sniff, wiping a tear. "You won't like it."

He laughs sadly. "I don't like a lot of things, but that's just life. A relationship is built on trust, Hermione, just tell me."

"You won't like it." I repeat.

He huffs in annoyance. "I'll deal with that. Just tell me!"

I flinch a bit, and look away from him. "I just...I don't love you..."

He growls and stands up. "Then we're better off as acquaintances, or perhaps even less than that." He stomps away and I slowly let the tears fall.

"Not yet," I whisper. I hug my knees to my chest and lay my head on my knees, letting the tears flow freely.

I told him he wouldn't like it! I scream in my head. He said he'd deal with it!

Feeling betrayed, heartbroken, and alone, I slowly trek up the stairs that lead towards my common room. I don't look at the intricate laying of each brick the way I used to. I don't enjoy every single step of the journey the way I would with Harry and Ron.

I only focus on my destination.

My bedroom.

Preferably, Draco-less.

I turn around so that I'm now staring up at the large canopy.

"Should I have not told him that?" I ask my friends.

Ginny immediately shakes her head. "It's important for him to know how you honestly feel, and if he's going to be like that, then let him be like that."

Pansy snorts. "I swear, that prick is moodier and more muddled than a teenage girl on her period. He'll come back."

"But what if he does the same thing?" Lavender demands. "She can't keep walking on cracked glass!"

Astoria sighs. "When Draco falls in love with her, he will never do anything to hurt her. He protects what's his with his life."

"He told me that," I say, thinking about the Divination class. "But that's not how it feels."

"I think you both just need time," Luna says. "You'll both get over it and fix it."

I sighed. "Right now, there are so many holes in my heart that I don't know what needs fixing."

After that we all fell into a comfortable silence, curled up with each other on the enlarged bed, enjoying each other's company.