Hello people :) Here is a Dramione fanfic for y'all :) This is going to be multichapter, one chapter set in the present (this one), one in the past (the next one) and one set in the future (the last one). It's set in 7th year and the future - duhh :) Please enjoy!
"MALFOY!" Hermione's voice echoed around the Great Hall as a goblet of pumpkin juice spilled over her head and books.
"Whoops, sorry Granger, that bush you wear on your head knocked it out my hand." Draco said, smirking as the others in the Great Hall laughed, glared or rolled their eyes.
"Well maybe if your ego wasn't so big, you'd be able to see where you were going." Hermione said, angrily as she stood up to face him, her brown eyes flashing with anger while the orange coloured juice trickled down her face.
"Are you crying, Granger?" Draco taunted. "Seems not even your tears are clean, filthy mudblood."
The word 'mudblood' always sparked a reaction in Hermione, sometimes in sadness and others in fiery temper. This time it was a mixture of the two.
"I'm better than you, you arrogant ferret," Hermione hissed. "You're the rotten one."
"Temper, temper," Draco smirked, that infuriating smirk that made Hermione even angrier and Draco knew it.
"Shove off, you git." Hermione said, starting to push past him.
Draco caught her wrist and spun her round to face him, their bodies closer together and for a moment, they fell silent and the fury fell from Hermione's face but Draco smirked again and it snapped back as she pulled herself away, picking up spoon with tomato ketchup on it and flicking the red sauce at him.
The sauce caught him in the face, sliding comically down his nose and the whole Hall erupted into laughter at the shocked expression that came over his face.
"I cannot believe you just did that, Granger." Draco said, raising his eyebrows. "Are you definitely Hermione Granger?"
Hermione gave him a scornful look and picked up her pumpkin juice coated books and hit him over the head with one. "Learnt your lesson?" She asked, sweetly.
Draco chuckled and he picked up a bowl of mayonnaise and dumped it on her head. "I think not."
Hermione shivered, the icy cold of the mayo trickling down the back of her robes.
"You really are a loathsome git." She said, casting her eyes to the table to see if they was anything handy to throw and Ron pushed a jug of custard into her hand. Hermione smirked, a likeness to Draco's in it and she threw the entire jug of custard in his face.
Draco spluttered, wiping it away from his eyes and looking at the Gryffindor who had her hand on her hip, the other holding the empty jug with an amused smile. Even with food on her, she looked beautiful to him. He squelched the thought; it wasn't the right time to want to kiss her.
"Mr. Malfoy and Miss. Granger, what are you doing?" Came the stern voice of Professor McGonagall.
"Umm... Talking?" Hermione suggested quietly, McGonagall didn't hear her.
"I accidently split some pumpkin juice on Granger and she threw custard at me." Draco said with exaggerated politeness in his tone.
"Why don't I believe that, Malfoy?" McGonagall said. "Both of you, ten points from your house and you go and get cleaned up." She added, shooing them out the hall.
Hermione and Draco left the Hall, as soon as they were out of the eyes of the school, Draco's arm slid around Hermione's waist.
"I still think you're stunning," he murmured, kissing her cheek.
Hermione blushed. "You look pretty bad, I'm afraid – yellow isn't your colour."
Draco chuckled. "White looks pretty good on you though, I hope to see you in a lot of it soon." He said, his eyes dropping to the ring Hermione was wearing, a diamond and an emerald set in silver.
"We need to tell them," Hermione murmured, walking into the prefects' bathroom.
"We will, my love, as soon as I master that defensive spell – I can't imagine Weasel or Scarhead won't let it pass without a couple of hexes." Draco said, turning the taps on.
Hermione laughed. "I won't let them, if they want me as a friend, you're part of the deal and that's the way it is." She said, hugging him while the huge bath filled.
Draco hugged her back, still able to distinguish her sweet scent under the smells of pumpkin and mayo. "I love you, Hermione Granger."
"I love you too, Draco Malfoy." She replied, letting go of him and she stripped down to her bra and panties with a faint blush. Draco chuckled, stripping himself down to his boxers and he lifted her into his arms and descended into the water.
He sat in the bath/pool with Hermione on his lap, the bubbles glistening in the light as they gathered around them and Hermione dipped her head under the water, rinsing the foodstuff from her curly locks. Draco slid under the water also, washing the custard and ketchup off him before rising back to the surface and pressing his lips to Hermione's.
Hermione responded to the kiss lovingly, wrapping her arms around him and as they broke apart and resumed sitting with Hermione on Draco's lap and he smiled at her. That smile. The one that lit up his eyes and made him radiate. That was something she'd do anything to see. His smirk was maddening but that smile drove her crazy – in a good way that made her love him even more. Her mind drifted back to the day they had first kissed. She hadn't been expecting it, she definitely hadn't realised she'd had a crush on the Slytherin for many years... Her mind relived the memory with a smile.
Yeah, I know, veryyyy short but I think the next one is longer. The next chapter continues straight on from this and is, in effect, Hermione reliveing the memory mentioned... Please review, favourite and alert, PLEASE! It'll make my day! I'll probably post the next chapter tomorrow :) Thanks for reading!