Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything associated with the books, movies, and what have you.
Summary:Harry is quite the amazing person. We can all agree on that but there are times we also agree that he should not get into things that cause him grief. And this time is no exception. Sometimes Harry dear, leave well enough alone. It'll only cause you grief.
Pairings: DM/HP, some RW/HG, one sided HG/DM (Only mentioned in the first few chapters) and anything else I feel like mixing into the soup.
A/N One thing I want to say before I go on my speel is that I've lost my very dutiful Beta Kai because of some promblems that she's going through. Since this makes me very sad I dedicate this new peice to her and hope that soon she can beta my stuff again.
This story was created on another one of my more sugar induced imaginative sessions so if it's a bit off or weird, I take full responsibility! In other news I tried proof reading this but it soon proved that I still hate proof reading my own stuff and feel I need another person's opinion so please welcome Chronyi, who offered to be another beta of mine. And since that is all I really have to say enjoy the story :)
I remember, once I untied a knot in one of Hermione's necklaces. She had been playing with it for two hours in a double potions class with the Slytherins. For those two hours she had not managed to work the knot out and I was getting annoyed with how she was fiddling with the damned chain. I said to her, "Here Hermione, let me fix that for you," and I proceeded to take the links from her hand and pick at the tight coil of metal with my short fingernails.
Ron looked over my shoulder to see what I was doing and I paid him no mind. Hermione tried to grab the piece of jewellery back but I stubbornly refused to let go of it. I looked down at the chain and positioned my hands under the desk so Snape would not notice my distraction.
The chain had been tied up in every possible way and if anything, Hermione had made it worse by trying to fix it. I picked at the chain slowly, unravelling the thin metal millimetre by millimetre. Ron commented that I should give up because it was taking so long and Snape was starting to glare our way.
I ignored both Hermione and Ron for another few minutes until the chain gave way to my ministrations. I returned Hermione's necklace to her knot free, and received a bright smile in return. She looked at me for a second like I was to be revered. Sitting in our seats we only received minimum glares from the Slytherins and Snape for our hushed conversation.
For a moment, I must say, I was proud of my skills in untying knots. But now I can't say I'm proud at all. I've untied a knot in the past that should have been kept balled up forever.
Ron and I never noticed it, but that makes it all the more pathetic. Hermione saw and ignored it. I guess Ron should be happy Hermione loves him, even if he's remained clueless to why he hated the idea of anyone else touching her for years.
Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, the stupid git, likes Hermione. I wondered when the hell it came about, because he's supposed to be the ultimate muggle hater, but no one gives a girl that look unless they have some feeling for her.
When Ron saw the look, he was ready to pulverize Malfoy into a matchbox.
'Persuaded' by Hermione and I, Ron has been left with the choice to either ignore it or stick to his girlfriend like glue. I didn't think I would ever confront Malfoy on it but tonight it slipped my mouth like soap. Still, remembering today makes me wonder why the hell people are attracted to others at all.
"Fuck off Potter," Malfoy said as he pushed me into a wall. It didn't hurt that much because Malfoy was barely pushing me around. I still think the fight in him has been lost. I still wonder if it's knowing Hermione is with someone he can't stand.
"Malfoy, just because you can't have Hermione doesn't mean you have to constantly take it out on me whenever you lose a fight with Ron—Not that Ron wins many of his fights, anyway," I replied and dug one of my fingers into his secreted knot.
Earlier Ron had picked a fight with Malfoy because he'd smiled at Hermione. Hermione had given Ron a curse for being so pigheaded, but still he'd managed to hex Malfoy to the ground. The fact that Malfoy's pride had been hurt didn't bother me, but it bothered Hermione because she was being friendly to him.
Oddly enough he's been friendly back, even when he'd made it clear he hated muggles.
You could say they'd formed a bit of a friendship, but not strong enough for Ron to trust Malfoy around Hermione. I don't understand why Hermione would be nice to Malfoy but I can't say I want to get into the little triangle because Hermione feels sympathy for just about anything.
What started mine and Malfoy's spat was my bumping into him by accident when he was already in a foul mood. I personally thought I was just sticking it out for myself but that look on Malfoy's face makes me feel pity. He likes Hermione, and she's being friendly to him but won't reciprocate his feelings.
Then again, that sodding asshole did pick this fight with me so if he gets hurt he does deserve it! "Shut up Pot Head. You heard Hermio—n—ee." Malfoy finished off in a whisper. He must have figured out that he'd dared to say her name out in public, and it was kind of amusing in a sadistic way to see him blush.
"I heard Hermione?" I say in a challenge for him to continue.
"You heard Granger," Malfoy regains his snobby tone and posture. And damn, I was beginning to like seeing him unsure of himself! "She said Weasel was acting like a complete fuckwit. I could only agree with her of course."
I think I hate it when he regains his composure and hides a part of himself that isn't a bastard.
I pick around, looking for an entryway to untie him. I don't think it will be too harmful to untie his knot. "Too bad she can't agree with you on some things isn't it?" I ask. I'm not sure if this is what I want to do. Maybe I should quit while I'm ahead and not hurt anyone.
"Well goodnight Malfoy. I think—."
Malfoy grabs me before I can say another thing and shoves me into a wall. I'm not scared of him, but that look he's giving me makes me feel at unease. What's he thinking?
"You think? Let me tell you what I think Potty," He says with a smirk, a knowing smirk, "I think you turned Ginny Weasley down because you're not attracted to women. I think you're a fucking pouf who would rather be the girl. And I think I know I'm right."
Don't look so sure of yourself Malfoy.
Touché Malfoy but nowhere near the truth. I'm not a pouf! I just didn't find Ginny as attractive as I thought I did. She really was perfect for me, but a little too perfect honestly. How dare he suggest that I am...!
I give him a glare full of anger and hiss, "Yeah right! Sorry Malfoy but that's not one of my knots. Now let go of me before I start to think you like Hermione AND are bisexual."
I am the one with the upper hand now I'm sure of it. I know I untied one of his knots; I'm an untying genius!
"One of your knots?" Malfoy asks with a raised blonde eyebrow. He shakes it off and presses me further into the wall. Shit it's starting to hurt, is he going to break my nose again? If he does I'll break his jaw. "You're weird Potter. Weird, stupid, and clueless. I thought Zabini got it all over the school, I AM bisexual, you prat."
I think my mouth has dropped wide open. I feel a bit stupid for being so shocked by a confession, and in front of me, of all people. I bet this is a trick. And I'm a bit wary to be pressed this painfully into a wall by a guy who's inclined to like other guys. That's not exactly natural.
He grinned at me and raised a fist. I closed my eyes and waited for the punch. I was also anticipating being able to kick him in the balls so he'd let me go and I could leave this conversation where it stood forever.
Before I knew what was happening he punched me in the stomach and I was falling over in a bit of pain. I picked up my leg to get ready to kick him, before he grabbed my chin roughly and gave me a heated kiss, with tongue too!
Apart from the initial shock I pushed him away quickly with a look full of disgust when he let my mouth go. Malfoy had just kissed me! This had to be the worst day of my life. "Don't tell Hermione," Malfoy whispered with a wink. I don't know what spell took me on to blush.
He cackled and walked away. I was half inclined to go and punch his lights out but I figured I was late enough. I had been going back to the Common Room when I accidentally bumped into Malfoy.
And so that is why I'm now sitting in the Common room wishing I'd never untied Malfoy's knot. So it appears he liked Hermione, but likes guys as well. I hope this doesn't mean he's attracted to me because of that kiss. I hope that was not the real knot I've been working on all this time.
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