bThe Snake and the Lion/b
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"I'd sell my soul, my self esteem a dollar at a time For one chance, one kiss, one taste of you.."
~A Perfect Circle
Draco added a few herbs to his cauldron, trying his best to stare at the board and not Hermione. He was trying a little too hard. While not paying attention he burned himself with one of the ingredients. Draco's gasp of pain was muffled by his own finger, which he had slipped quickly into his mouth. Hermione looked at him worriedly.
"Here, put this on your burn. Don't look at me like that, it'll make you feel better, I promise," she said sweetly as Draco extended his finger towards Hermione.
She put a type of clear ointment on his wound and wrapped it in gauze.
"That'll just have to do until you can see Madam Pomfrey," she added.
"Th.. th.. thank you," Draco said quietly.
Hermione looked at him curiously and smiled, "You're welcome. Now let's finish this potion. Oh you added wormwood? Well, you'll have to start over. We'll both use my cauldron," she said, moving her cauldron between them.
She was adding ingredients while Draco merely gaped in shock. Hermione didn't seem to notice until the potion was done.
"There we go, one truth potion. I'll go take two samples of it to Professor Snape. Can I see your glass tube," she paused, "why are you looking at me like that?"
"Oh, it's nothing," Draco said while Hermione still looked at him inquisitively.
"Draco," she insisted.
"I just noticed how captivating you are," he answered.
Hermione blushed slightly and responded, "Keep talking like that and I'll start thinking you're nice."
"Would that be so hard to believe," he asked openly, looking at Hermione with heartrending green eyes.
She was just about to respond when Snape walked up to the table. He noticed Hermione staring at Draco with her mouth slightly open and snickered.
"Something wrong, Ms. Granger? I do hope you'll stop staring at Mr. Malfoy sometime this class period or you'll never get that potion done," Snape mocked Hermione.
Draco looked down at his desk and glanced quickly in Hermione's direction. She was blushing again and he had to remind himself not to stare again. He was awe struck by how innocent she looked with her pink cheeks and gleaming eyes.
"We're already done with the potion Professor Snape," Draco said quickly, looking his teacher in the eyes.
Snape looked appalled by Draco's response. He snatched the test tubes from Draco's hand and rushed back to his desk.
"Why did you do that," Hermione asked.
"Why did I do what," Draco responded, obviously confused.
"You stuck up for.. me. After all those times you called me a Mud," she was interrupted quickly by Draco.
"Snape was wrong about you," he interrupted and paused before adding, "and so was I."
Hermione was again completely surprised. She was about to say something when the bell rang. Draco hurriedly gathered his things and walked out of the classroom. Ron approached Hermione.
"I think Draco's caught some sort of virus," laughed Ron.
"Yeah, I guess," Hermione said in an unpersuasive tone.
"Well time for lunch. I'm starved," said Ron, clearly ignoring, or not noticing, what Hermione had said.
* * * *
By the time Draco had reached the Great Hall Pansy had found him. She was holding onto him like a leech and he felt sick to his stomach.
"Pansy get off me," Draco murmured.
"Oh Draco, you don't," she said before getting interrupted.
"Yes I do mean it," he said glaring.
She left go of his arm with a sigh and sat beside him at the Slytherin table. He looked across the room to see Hermione by Harry and Ron. They were all talking and laughing together. Draco realized he didn't have any friends. Not real ones anyway.
Pansy had noticed who he was looking at and misinterpreted his gaze," It's too bad that Granger had that mirror when the Chamber of Secrets was opened," she paused and started to laugh, "I rather would have liked to see her lowered in a casket."
Draco grabbed her arm with a speed and strength he didn't even knew he had.
"Don't you dare say that about her again," he yelled.
Suddenly almost every head was turned to him. Draco got up from the table and stalked out of the Great Hall, heading towards the Slytherin common room. Hermione, realizing what had just happened, chased through the door after him. She caught sight of his robes when he turned a corner and grabbed his shoulder.
"That was about me, wasn't it," she inquired fretfully.
"Get over yourself," Draco muttered.
"You can't do this Draco. You can't be nice to me one minute, defend me against Snape and Pansy, and then act like, like..." she searched for the right words.
"Like what? Like a Slytherin? Like my father? Like the person everybody wants me to be," Draco roared.
"Not everybody," Hermione said softly.
"Even if I was a decent person what good would it do? The Slytherins would exile me and my father would kill me! No one would want me around," Draco cried.
"You're such an idiot," she replied, placing her lips on his.
Her arms were suddenly around his neck and Draco felt his move to Hermione's waist. He responded to her kiss and they remained lip locked for some time before they stopped to breathe.
"This can't." Draco found he was speechless.
"I know," Hermione answered.
Draco put his arms around her again and was kissing her passionately, his left hand weaving through her hair. After what seemed like several minutes he forced himself to stop.
"The other students, they'll be leaving the Great Hall soon," he said.
"Yes. I suppose they will," she paused, "Promise me something Draco."
"Anything," he replied honestly.
"Don't you dare break my heart," she said, giving him a quick kiss and heading towards the Gryffindor Tower.
Draco smiled and felt his back and head hit the wall as he leaned back in amazement. He was touching his mouth and remembering the shape of Hermione's lips when he heard someone clear their throat. Draco turned to see a student standing in front of him with their wand drawn.
"Hello Malfoy," Harry Potter said crossly.
Thanks for the reviews! Also, I think I may need a new title so if you think of a good one, let me know!
"I'd sell my soul, my self esteem a dollar at a time For one chance, one kiss, one taste of you.."
~A Perfect Circle
Draco added a few herbs to his cauldron, trying his best to stare at the board and not Hermione. He was trying a little too hard. While not paying attention he burned himself with one of the ingredients. Draco's gasp of pain was muffled by his own finger, which he had slipped quickly into his mouth. Hermione looked at him worriedly.
"Here, put this on your burn. Don't look at me like that, it'll make you feel better, I promise," she said sweetly as Draco extended his finger towards Hermione.
She put a type of clear ointment on his wound and wrapped it in gauze.
"That'll just have to do until you can see Madam Pomfrey," she added.
"Th.. th.. thank you," Draco said quietly.
Hermione looked at him curiously and smiled, "You're welcome. Now let's finish this potion. Oh you added wormwood? Well, you'll have to start over. We'll both use my cauldron," she said, moving her cauldron between them.
She was adding ingredients while Draco merely gaped in shock. Hermione didn't seem to notice until the potion was done.
"There we go, one truth potion. I'll go take two samples of it to Professor Snape. Can I see your glass tube," she paused, "why are you looking at me like that?"
"Oh, it's nothing," Draco said while Hermione still looked at him inquisitively.
"Draco," she insisted.
"I just noticed how captivating you are," he answered.
Hermione blushed slightly and responded, "Keep talking like that and I'll start thinking you're nice."
"Would that be so hard to believe," he asked openly, looking at Hermione with heartrending green eyes.
She was just about to respond when Snape walked up to the table. He noticed Hermione staring at Draco with her mouth slightly open and snickered.
"Something wrong, Ms. Granger? I do hope you'll stop staring at Mr. Malfoy sometime this class period or you'll never get that potion done," Snape mocked Hermione.
Draco looked down at his desk and glanced quickly in Hermione's direction. She was blushing again and he had to remind himself not to stare again. He was awe struck by how innocent she looked with her pink cheeks and gleaming eyes.
"We're already done with the potion Professor Snape," Draco said quickly, looking his teacher in the eyes.
Snape looked appalled by Draco's response. He snatched the test tubes from Draco's hand and rushed back to his desk.
"Why did you do that," Hermione asked.
"Why did I do what," Draco responded, obviously confused.
"You stuck up for.. me. After all those times you called me a Mud," she was interrupted quickly by Draco.
"Snape was wrong about you," he interrupted and paused before adding, "and so was I."
Hermione was again completely surprised. She was about to say something when the bell rang. Draco hurriedly gathered his things and walked out of the classroom. Ron approached Hermione.
"I think Draco's caught some sort of virus," laughed Ron.
"Yeah, I guess," Hermione said in an unpersuasive tone.
"Well time for lunch. I'm starved," said Ron, clearly ignoring, or not noticing, what Hermione had said.
* * * *
By the time Draco had reached the Great Hall Pansy had found him. She was holding onto him like a leech and he felt sick to his stomach.
"Pansy get off me," Draco murmured.
"Oh Draco, you don't," she said before getting interrupted.
"Yes I do mean it," he said glaring.
She left go of his arm with a sigh and sat beside him at the Slytherin table. He looked across the room to see Hermione by Harry and Ron. They were all talking and laughing together. Draco realized he didn't have any friends. Not real ones anyway.
Pansy had noticed who he was looking at and misinterpreted his gaze," It's too bad that Granger had that mirror when the Chamber of Secrets was opened," she paused and started to laugh, "I rather would have liked to see her lowered in a casket."
Draco grabbed her arm with a speed and strength he didn't even knew he had.
"Don't you dare say that about her again," he yelled.
Suddenly almost every head was turned to him. Draco got up from the table and stalked out of the Great Hall, heading towards the Slytherin common room. Hermione, realizing what had just happened, chased through the door after him. She caught sight of his robes when he turned a corner and grabbed his shoulder.
"That was about me, wasn't it," she inquired fretfully.
"Get over yourself," Draco muttered.
"You can't do this Draco. You can't be nice to me one minute, defend me against Snape and Pansy, and then act like, like..." she searched for the right words.
"Like what? Like a Slytherin? Like my father? Like the person everybody wants me to be," Draco roared.
"Not everybody," Hermione said softly.
"Even if I was a decent person what good would it do? The Slytherins would exile me and my father would kill me! No one would want me around," Draco cried.
"You're such an idiot," she replied, placing her lips on his.
Her arms were suddenly around his neck and Draco felt his move to Hermione's waist. He responded to her kiss and they remained lip locked for some time before they stopped to breathe.
"This can't." Draco found he was speechless.
"I know," Hermione answered.
Draco put his arms around her again and was kissing her passionately, his left hand weaving through her hair. After what seemed like several minutes he forced himself to stop.
"The other students, they'll be leaving the Great Hall soon," he said.
"Yes. I suppose they will," she paused, "Promise me something Draco."
"Anything," he replied honestly.
"Don't you dare break my heart," she said, giving him a quick kiss and heading towards the Gryffindor Tower.
Draco smiled and felt his back and head hit the wall as he leaned back in amazement. He was touching his mouth and remembering the shape of Hermione's lips when he heard someone clear their throat. Draco turned to see a student standing in front of him with their wand drawn.
"Hello Malfoy," Harry Potter said crossly.