A/N: This will probably be the last chapter. Tear. Lol. It might be sort of short because it's the last one. Anyway, I hope you guys all enjoy/enjoyed the story and what's left of it!
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Harry found Draco underneath the tree Hermione had spent so much time under the day before.
"Who do you think you are hitting Pansy like that?" he cried, approaching the figure under the tree.
Draco turned around and put his head in his hands at the sight of Harry's angry face.
Harry grabbed his face and pulled it up to look at him. "Maybe you Malfoys don't learn anything about respect but you don't hit a woman," Harry explained angrily.
Draco stood up, swatting Harry's hand away. "Harry, you don't know what you're talking about," he said.
"Oh yeah? You didn't sleep with Ginny?" he questioned.
That caught Draco off guard. He licked his lips. "You have it all wrong, Harry," he said, trying to remain calm. "Did Pansy put this all into your head?"
Someone interrupted the two. It was Ron. "I just followed Harry down here and I'm pretty sure that I just heard him say that you slept with my little sister?" he spat.
"What do you mean 'put it into my head'?" Harry asked, ignoring Ron. "This is all true!"
It was dark outside, and the students were supposed to be heading back to their dormitories for the night. At that moment none of the three boys cared if they were caught by a teacher.
"You fucked my sister!" Ron shouted. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Please! Listen to me! Pansy is trying to manipulate you like she has always done me!" Draco cried. "Just let me explain!"
"No." At that moment Harry's fist collided with Draco's cheek and caused him to fall to the ground.
He clutched the side of his face and stared up at Harry. "You son of a bitch," he murmured.
"You think I'm the son of a bitch!" Harry asked loudly, backing up away from Draco, farther away from the Forbidden Forest and into a more open area where more teachers could potentially see them.
"Yeah, I do," Draco said. "Why don't you let me explain instead of punching me!" With the word "punching" he threw a punch straight across Harry's face.
"Come on, you asshole," Ron said, his turn to punch Draco. "Don't tell me you don't deserve it." He pushed him into the ground.
The two boys proceeded to punch and kick him as hard as they possibly could, Ron punching him across the face, thinking of everything that Draco ever did to him, from making fun of him his whole entire life, to blackmailing him this year, to sleeping with his sister. It was all bottling up and finally it was all coming out.
Harry kicked Draco all up and down his body for everything he'd done to him and his friends. He didn't really care that much about Pansy, but the fact that the stupid bastard would hit a girl who probably had done nothing to him, and the fact that he would sleep with Ginny – his girlfriend and his best friend's sister – was just beyond appalling. He knew Draco was low, but not this low.
Draco mustered up all the strength he had left to kick Harry away from him and punch Ron back. He punched him straight across the nose, causing blood to spill down his face, and finally got him down. He threw another punch and kicked him in the ribs before Harry kicked him over again. It was ridiculous. A two against one fight that was impossible to win.
"Harry!" someone finally shouted from in the distance. Someone was running toward them in the darkness. "Lumos!" they recited, and the area flooded with light. "What the hell are you doing?" the voice asked breathlessly.
All three boys recognized it instantly to be Hermione's. Upon seeing Draco's broken face, Hermione dropped her wand and kneeled down next to him, clutching his head in her hands.
"What have you done to him?" she asked.
"He slept with Ginny!" Harry answered at the same time as Ron responded with, "He's Draco Malfoy!"
Hermione ran her hand lightly across Draco's wounded face.
"It's nothing, Hermione," Draco said assuringly.
"What are you talking about?" she said incredulously. She turned around to face the other two. "Get Madame Pomfrey!"
Ron and Harry hesitated before heading back to the castle to fetch the witch.
Hermione couldn't help it; her eyes were new welling up with tears. (A/N: Ack! Sorry! Sorry! For the fluffiness and for the Author's Note in the middle of the chapter!).
"Hermione, don't cry," he breathed.
She leaned down and kissed his forehead. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
And that was when he passed out.
Madame Pomfrey arrived just a few seconds later to carry him up to the Hospital Wing. She ordered Hermione to go back to her dormitory and not visit Draco until the morning. She made her way back up to the Gryffindor Common Room, wiping her face. After she climbed through the portrait hole, she headed straight toward the staircase leading up to her dormitory. Unfortunately for her; she was stopped along the way.
She turned. It was Ron.
"What?" she asked. His face was severely bruised; his nose was flattened out of shape and dried blood that he'd not been able to clean off littered the area around his mouth. His left eye was purple.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry for what I did to Draco, but I think you need to talk to me. I didn't know you had any sort of… feelings for him."
She folded her arms across her chest. "You really should go to Madame Pomfrey for your face," she advised, ignoring his statement.
He sighed dramatically and then deeply regretted what he had done. "Ow," he said, clutching his ribs, his face contorted with pain.
"And for that," she said. She turned and started toward the staircase once again.
"No, Hermione, please," Ron begged, grabbing her shoulder. "I want to talk to you. What is going on between you and Draco?"
She turned around once more. "I guess you could say I knew him," she said. "And next time Pansy says something to you; don't listen." She had heard the story from Pansy herself upon passing her in the hallway earlier that night. Because of what she said, Hermione went outside and witnessed the fight.
Ron didn't know what else to say, so he let her go upstairs in peace.
The story of the fight and Pansy's initiation of it was through the school within seconds.
The next morning, Hermione went straight to the Hospital Wing to see Draco, not even eating breakfast first. She pushed open the doors, thankful that Madame Pomfrey was nowhere in sight. She was probably downstairs in the Dining Hall. A bed in the far corner had its curtains drawn. The rest of the beds were empty. She hastily padded over to the other side of the room and withdrew the curtains. Draco was on the other side, propped up by several pillows and eating breakfast on a tray. It was almost pitiful.
"Oh, Draco," Hermione said, relieved that she didn't find him dead or unconscious.
"Hi," he said to her.
His face was obviously worse than Ron's. His eye was a deeper purple, and more severely swollen, his lip and cheek were also bruised and swollen. It was almost hard for one to look at.
"I'm so sorry this all happened."
"Why? It's not your fault," Draco responded.
She bit her bottom lip and then leaned down to kiss his injured mouth.
He put his hand on the side of her face. "At least they didn't use an Unforgivable Curse on me," he said.
She laughed lightly.
Pansy waltzed into the Hogwarts Dining Hall expecting everything but what she got. She thought destroying Draco Malfoy, notorious player and prick would have her praised by the school. But no. Things went much, much differently.
She entered the Dining Hall and silence immediately fell. She looked around the room curiously. They all stared at her. She walked calmly to the Slytherin table, her footsteps echoing throughout the whole room, and sat down. There was parchment littered everywhere. She picked a piece up.
She couldn't believe what she read.
She read the downfall of Pansy Parkinson.
A/N: It was short, as I expected. It was sort of hard to do the very end because the ending of Cruel Intentions is a bit different. I didn't want to make it as tragic as the actual ending, and it also comes out differently with how they destroy Pansy's character, but whatever; you don't care what I'm talking about. Hah. Anyway, if you review I'll give you a copy of the Cowboy Bebop movie, which is very good. The TV show's better, though. So I hope you all review and enjoyed the end of the story! I was kind of thinking Fight Club throughout this chapter… I'm not too good with fighting and describing mangled faces, you see.