A Simple Misunderstanding

Part 2

Draco POV 

I stood there with my mouth slightly hanging open as Hermione walked away with Weasley, flipping me off over her shoulder. If I wasn't so pissed at the situation I would probably be completely turned on by now because damn was she sexy when she's pissed. I look to the group to see Pansy watching her with a proud but sad smile, sharing a knowing glance with Angelina. Blaise was staring after her as well with what I could only describe as longing and it made my blood boil. 

"Fuck, if you can't commit then maybe I will. I think i'm in love." Pansy sighed, eyes still on Hermione's retreating form before she turned to me with a smirk, though her eyes were cold. 

I sighed, recognizing that I was about to get lectured. "Pans, please don't start--". 

"Shut up, Draco." She snapped, sending me a hard glare before grabbing Angelina's hand and pulling her away. My eyes widened in surprise. 

"That's it?" I called after her. She stopped and whirled around to glare at me. 

"What do you want me to say?" She asked, eyebrow raised in question. I opened my mouth to respond but nothing came out. Pansy's glare lessened and she gave me a sad look. "I can't fix this for you, Draco. Figure it out, hopefully before she moves on for real." She said before her and Angelina turned and made their way back to the other girls at the table. 

Theo lead me and Blaise to a table a few feet away and I made sure my seat had a perfect view of Hermione at the bar. Blaise ordered a bottle of firewhiskey with a passing serving and I downed my first glass right away, never taking my eyes off of her. Theo and Blaise started talking about quidditch or something but I couldn't pay attention. 

She was sitting on a stool at the bar next to Weaslette and two guys were standing besides them. One moved closer to her and put his hand on her back and I could see her stiffen just slightly before releasing a breath and giving him a small smile. She paid more attention to Weaslette than they guy. I watched as the guy leaned into her and said something in her ear and she laughed and I gripped my glass so tight i'm surprised it didn't shatter. The guy said something again and this time when she laughed her hand came up to touch his chest and I saw red. 

"Woah now. Calm down, Mate. If you go over there and make a scene you're just going to make this worse." Theo said calmly, looking at me out of the side of his eye. I took a few deep breaths, knowing he was right. 

"This is fucking torture. How am I suppose to just sit here and watch some wanker with his hands all over her?" I said, my jaw clenching. 

"What did you expect? That she was just going to hide away and wait for you?" Theo asked with a scoff, rolling his eyes. "Most guys in this bar want her right now. Hell, most guys in wizarding Britain want her. Do you know how many blokes show up with some sorry excuse to her office just to ask her out each week?" Theo said and I looked at him with wide eyes. 

I knew that people wanted her and we were never public so most of with wizarding world thinks she's single, but does she really get asked out that often? Before I can ask Theo to clarify my eye catches on two guys walking through the crowd towards Hermione. 

"Fucking perfect. Just what this night needed, Potter and Weasel." I say through clenched teeth, not missing the way Theo blushed a bit at the names. Interesting. I watched as they approached her and she slid off her seat to give them both a hug. Of course Weasel kept his hands on her hips after she pulled away and she took another step back to distance herself from him, right into the personal space of the Italian guy, who put his hand on her back to steady her. I saw as Weasel looked at her outfit and said something and her face went hard. As they argued back and forth, Potter seemed to be looking between her and the Italian guy with a confused expression before his eyes scanned the room and landed on me, his brow raised in question.