No, Hermione, Wait!

Judith chased after Hermione, pulling up her dress slightly as not to trip. Oh, God. Why did Hermione just have to see her kissing Draco? In fact, why did she kiss Draco?

"Hermione please! It really isn't what it looks like--" But it was. She thought.

"I swear!" She called. You're lying, she thought again.

"Wasn't it?! Because I don't know what the hell it could've been if not exactly what it looked like!" She finally replied, and stopped running.

Hermione turned around, and se looked to be in utter disbelief and anger. She had just seen Judith kissing the very boy that bullied her and countless others on a daily basis. She was in shock.

"Hermione I can explain.."

"Then explain! Because I do not get it at all!"

"To be honest i have No Idea why i kissed him Hermione.. I hate it as well much as you do! It's just that he asked me to dance when nobody else did, and..that..happened."

"I can't-- I cannot-- this is--!"

"I know, 'Moine, Just please.. Don't tell Harry and Ron" Hermione looked angry.

"Why shouldn't I? Malfoy has made our lives-- everyone's lives a hell! And you were snogging him in an empty corridor!"

"And i swear I'm not going to date him, not until he has sorted himself our at least.."

"He never will Judith! You know the kind of person he is!" Judith got angry.

But still confused. Why was she defending Draco? He was mean to her friends and other student.

"People change!!"

"Not as fast as you think Judith! The chances that Malfoy Change are low. It's not going to be some quick thing in a couple of days! It could take bloody years! You just don't seem to get that!"

"Hermione, just please, don't tell them. Promise me, they will never talk to me again.." Hermione sighed.

"Can you promise me you won't date him? Or anything of the sort?"

"..I.." She couldn't promise.

It surprised her as much as it did Hermione, but she couldn't just do that.

"If he stop acting the way he does, then.. I can't promise that 'Mione."

"You're always were the dreamer. You expect everything to go your way, but that's not how things go Judith, that's just not how things work." Hermione turned to walk away.

Breathing heavily as she just stood there. Shocked by her friend's (or ex friend's?) words. She was now going to lose three friends in the span of 24 hours.. Great.

It wasn't long until Draco had to caught up on her.
"Judith?" Anger and hurt bubbled up inside her, causing her to snap at Draco. But then again, maybe he deserved it.

"For merlins sake Draco! Not even ten seconds into whatever the hell THIS--" She gestured wildly between both of them. "IS, and were already spotted! If that's not a bad omen, then i don't know what the fuck is!"

"A bad omen?! Seriously? You're treating this like it's some predictable thing! This is anything but predictable!"

" You think I don't know that?! This is insane, I don't even know now this happened."

" I don't either!" Draco signed as he continues speaking. " I personally think we need to figure out what the hell this is," he said seriously. "And I want you to be my girlfriend."

And Judith's mind went on lockdown inside her head. Do not. Do not fall into his trap. "No" she mustered up the strength to say. "No, not until you get yourself figured out"

Draco was in pale, on the edge of crying. "What--?"

"You know what I mean. You go around claiming pureblood is the best and everybody else is inferior. Either keep that pureblood mania and stay away, or knock it off and maybe-- MAYBE be with me. You get it?"

"I.."

"Well?"

"I can't just-- my father, he-"

"oh, my god, I almost forgot for a second that you're a Malfoy. I can't do this. I can't." And she really couldn't. All this was way to much.

She turned and stormed away to her dormitory, where she determine what exactly she were going to do about all this. Turning right to walk down to the dungeons she walked into someone. Judith looked up at the person she had bumped into, it was Blaise. Her body got filled with anger and frustration.

"Where the Merlins beard have you been?! Thanks to you I kissed Draco and lost my friends!" She shouted.

Not quite sure why she was blaming Blaise for everything. Judith didn't have the energy to care, she just walked past him.

       •••

When she arrived back to her dorm room, Stephanie, bobby and pansy was still out. She hoped that at least they were having fun. She headed over to her trunk to get her pyjamas, there was a light but repetitive tapping on the window.

Looking over, she saw a tawny brown owl holding a letter. As she was walking over to the window, the owl hooted lowly. She opened the window and the owl dropped the letter on her bed, and then proceeded to Bobbies desk for some seeds that were laying out from her owl.

Judith picked up the letter curious to find out who it was from, only to find it was from Gloria and Edward.

Dear beloved friend

We're glad to hear that you're having a good time in England. And we hope you get a date to the ball you were talking about. And We're happy too see that you have made new friends. Just don't forget us.

Lots of love your best friends, Gloria and Edward.

Too tiered to reply Judith just put the letter on the small table beside her bed. Judith and her friends had been writing to each other for a few weeks as promised when she left.

She threw herself into the bed, no longer bothering to change, still in her blue dress. Before she could stop herself, tears welled up in her green eyes. Why was all of this happening? She didn't want this, not any part.

She didn't want to lose her friends or feel this way about Draco. And it was drowning her. She felt so conflicted about everything, and all the schoolwork being piled up on top of her wasn't helping.

Thankful that nobody was there, she just let herself cry. That was something she hadn't done for awhile. She always kept bottling it up, telling herself she was acting stupid over nothing, but now she was sick of it. She knew things weren't going good for her, and she was allowed to cry.

She was at least allowed to do that.

Before she even knew it, she was asleep, still with her hair up, her makeup on (well half on since the tears had taken most of it) and her dress on.