To Dote on Someone

Disclaimer: I do not own anything that belongs to J.K. Rowling. I do although own the plot.

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"Ron! I can't believe you haven't finished your potions essay yet! This is simply intolerable and..."

"Hermione! Look I only have two more inches left. You don't have to be so huffy all the time, just help me. Please..."

Hermione scoffed at the sight before her. Ron was surrounded by piles of shredded paper and scattered books in a dark corner of the Gryffindor common room. Hermione placed her hands on her hips and shook her head in frustration.

"Ronald Weasley, I would think that you would be more responsible than this in your sixth year. And with the O.W.L.S. coming up in only four months you should be even more responsible and more organized..."

"Hermione, help, please."

"You're such a prat sometimes Ron."

"Please, hurry!"

Hermione let out a sigh and pointed out a few pages in a book to help him.

"You finish up on that ok Ron? I am going over to the kitchens now to promote S.P.E.W. to the house elves... again."

"Oh, spew, right... go then, I'll be alright."

"It's S.P.E.W. not spew!"

With that said, Hermione swiftly left the common room through the portrait. She walked until she reached the familiar corridor with a large painting of a bowl of fruit. Hermione went up on her tippy-toes and managed to tickle the pear. With that the portrait swing open and at least a dozen house elves went up to Hermione offering food, drinks, and pretty much everything else.

"No! Don't! Do what you want to... please I... no thank y... listen please..." Hermione struggled to continue what she wanted to say because the house-elves were practically on their knees, begging to do anything for her. Before Hermione could attempt to declare her speech again, a familiar voice popped up.

"Dobby will be glad to serve you Miss Granger."

"Dobby! How are you? Did you tell them about S.P.E.W.?

"Dobby has told them, yes. But they ignore Dobby, so Dobby give up."

"No, you aren't supposed to do that! Please try again Dobby. These house elves need to know what it is like to be free, like you. They are being forced to do these things and I find it simply unbearable for them to be..."

"Would like some food Miss?" Dobby quickly injected into the conversation

"What? Oh, yes, please. Thank you."

"Miss Granger can eat from food table here. Dobby go and get drink."

"Thank you, yes, I need to calm down, yes, and rest..."

Hermione examined the large table of food. Mostly pastries and desserts, none of them seemed to catch Hermione's eye. That was, until, she saw at the very end of the table, a platter of peaches topped with cream. Hermione always had a soft spot for peaches so she took the platter and greedily ate the peaches. She savored the sweet syrupy taste of the peaches and cream. When she was finished she saw Dobby with his mouth wide open and you could also see that he also dropped a jug of tea which, of course, the house elves cleaned in the blink of an eye.

"Dobby is so clumsy! You do not deserve a title as house elf any more! Bad Dobby!" a female house elf scolded

"Very sorry Pinky, Dobby try better next time." Dobby bowed his head down in shame. Hermione thought this to be a good time to leave the scene.

"I think that is all for now Dobby. Thank you, I will come tomorrow to talk about S.P.E.W. again. Goodbye."

Dobby just let out a small whimper and stared at Hermione with his jaw to the ground, again. Hermione patted him on the back and left the kitchens. Little did she know what was going to happen to her.

Hermione shook her head in shame for the recurrent failure of S.P.E.W. Just as she turned around the corner towards the Gryffindor tower she managed to crash into someone and fall down, hard.

"Why isn't it little miss Granger here past curfew? Where is Potter and Weasley? I would expect them to be here as well."

"Shut up Malfoy." Hermione scowled as he struggled to stand up, avoiding Malfoy's gaze.

"Temper Granger, your punishment is severe enough, although I wouldn't mind adding a few more punishments, if you haven't been expelled already."

"Malfoy please, I simply went to the..." Hermione met eyes with Malfoy's and froze.

She realized at that moment how beautiful his cold silver eyes were. Hermione's breath was taken away by how slick and light his hair was. The mention of Malfoy's body in her mind nearly blacked her out. Hermione couldn't believe how blind she was to realize how unbelievably attractive Malfoy, no, Draco was.

"Granger!" Malfoy.... I mean Draco snapped

"Hmmm?"

"Snap out of it, I'm taking you to Snape right now!" Malfoy grabbed her arm and dragged her along the hallway

"I'll go where ever you go Draco." Hermione cooed

"What? What did you call me?" Draco said, abruptly stopping to a halt

"Draco.."

"Have you gone mad Granger?" Draco growled, turning towards her, with his blood was boiling with anger.

"Yes, I am mad with love for you Draco!" Before Draco could run or yell, Hermione pounced on him

"Get off me you filthy mudblood!" Draco bellowed before violently pushing her off

"Draco, I know we were off to a bad start but I really think that we were meant to be together. I never felt this way towards any other person in my whole life."

"That is absolutely disgusting. Get away from me this instant or I'll get the headmaster!"

"No Draco, I cannot do that. Not now, not ever!" Hermione flung herself at Draco and clung onto his robes as he dragged her along since he found it virtually impossible to get her off him.

"I am taking you to the headmaster now! Stupid mudblood..."

"Darling, no matter what you say I know you will always love me."

At this point Draco could no longer hold his anger. He whipped out his wand and muttered a spell. Hermione was instantly thrown across the corridor smashing into the wall, but amazingly she didn't have any injuries at all.

"Draco, I'm coming! Let's go to the Library together!"

Hermione started to get up and chase Draco down, who at the moment was sprinting towards the headmaster's office. Unfortunately for Draco he slipped on a puddle of water that was in the corridor and fell down. Hermione managed to catch up to him and did what any love sick girl do to a boy. That's right, she slid under his cloak and struggled to take off his pants. Draco yelped in shock and in fear, mostly shock. Draco managed to kick Hermione away and run down the corridor, not caring which direction he was going in.

"Dearest, why did you run off? Don't worry I will find you."

With that said Draco ran even faster until he collided into another person.

"Malfoy! What are you doing out here?"

"Potter, I think your girlfriend has gone bloody daft." Malfoy said struggling to stand up straight

"Give me a straight answer Malfoy." Harry snarled with Ron at his side

Before Malfoy could make another rude but true comment, he was interrupted but none other than Hermione Granger.

"Draco! There you are!" Hermione seized Draco in an embrace that made Draco fall flat on his face. Ron and Harry both let out strangled cries.

"Harry! Hermione's gone bloody daft!" Ron shrieked out as he tried to pry her off Draco.

Draco let out a muffled yell, "Geroffme!"

"Hermione, the joke is over, its no longer funny, it never was. I know you are not that type of person but..."

"Shut up Potter! Get her off me!"

Harry took out his wand and tried to make some space in between Hermione's and Draco's body, no luck. Ron decided that if you pull Draco in one direction and Hermione in the other, they will eventually break apart. That never happened.

"Hermione, this is revolting. Get off this slimy Slytherin now!"

"You're going to regret that Weasley!" Draco muttered, for the yelling and such made him loose his voice quite rapidly

"Oh Draco darling, I never knew how warm and soft you were until this moment. I love you even more now!" Hermione squeezed Draco even tighter, if that was possible

"Malfoy, what the bloody hell did you do to her?" Harry questioned suspiciously

"Nothing, that mudblood attacked me first!"

"Don't you dare call her that Malfoy!" Ron screamed with rage with his ears turning fiery red

"I can call her whatever I bloody want to! It's not like you can afford to Weasley." Malfoy sneered

Ron trembled with anger. Harry had to strain himself from attacking Malfoy only because Hermione was attached to him.

"Malfoy" Harry hissed through his teeth "What happened to Hermione?"

"I-don't-know." Draco said, clearly annoyed

"You do know! I know it! What did you do to her!" Ron burst out

"For the last time I..."

"Children! What on earth do you think you are doing?"

The three young male teens instantly said, in reflex, "Oh no..."