I Scurried Downstairs And Moved Along To The Kitchen.
"I Was Getting Worried About You !" Was The Sentance I Was Greeted By.
"Why ?" I Asked Puzzled. It Wasn't Everyday You Got A Greeting Like This From Your Boyfriend, Especially My Boyfriend.
"Well, At First I Heard You Speaking To Yourself About Vacation Or Something, Then You Must Of Got Changed I Presume And Then All I Heard Were Curses And Moans" He Rolled His Eyes, They Still Dazzled Me After Knowing Him For Seven Years, They Were The Colour Of The Ocean, Blue's And Greens, Perfection.
"Ah..." Was My Only Reply.
"Ah ?" He Questioned " I Think I Need An Explanation"
"Well,It Sounds Silly Really, I Mean --" I Was Stopped Mid Sentance, Which Was Good Really, Since I Would Of Embarassed Myself By Explaining That I Was Talking To The Sun And Cursing My Slippers.
"Nothing Sounds Silly When You Say It" His Voice Was Encouraging And Attractive, How Could I Resist. I Sighed.
"I Was Talking To The Sun, Since We Never Get Sun I Thought It Might Of Come On Vacation From Spain Or Somewhere." I Shrugged. A Smirk Played Along His Mouth.
"And The Curses "
"My Slipper, I Couldn't Find It." I Sighed In Embarassment And Quickly Looked Down To Avoid What I New Would Be His Gorgeous Laughing Eyes.
"You Think That's Silly ? Try Dating A Girl That You Hated Most Of Your Life, Called Her A Mudblood And Sent Curses Flying At Her." I Could Feel His Eyes Staring.I Could Remember Those Days With Harry And Ron, The Days When Me And Draco Were Enemies No One Would Of Thought Us As A Couple. No One Does Know Either. Since No One Knows Where We Are, Well, I'm Presumed Dead, Murdered In The Last Battle Against Voldermort, Murdered By None Other Than Draco Malfoy. And Draco, Well Draco's Suppose To Be In Azkaban Or Off With His Father Trying To Reserect Voldermort Or On The Run. I've Heard To Much Story's Of Draco. And Just Story's They Are Since No-one Knows The Truth. No One Knows Hermione Granger Still Lives. No One Knows Draco Malfoy And Hermione Granger Are Very Much In Love. No One Knows Anything.
It's Quite A Long Story Actually, Evedently I Was Never Murdered In Hogwarts, It Was At The Last Battle It Started Though. I , Along With Harry And Ron, Had Saved Draco Twice And He Wasn't Grateful, To Harry And Ron, But He Was Very Grateful Towards Me. I Saw Harry Go Into The Woods And I Followed But I Was Stopped, By Draco. "Hermione Come With Me, We'll Be Safe, I Promise." It Was His Tone Of Voice, I Knew He Ment It. I Could Here The Promise In His Voice.
I Followed And Soon We Were Out Of Sight. And That's How I Died. I Was Never Seen Again Because I Was With Draco. I Was Safe.
"Hold My Hand." He Said, His Voice Was Full Of Reasurence, So I Did. And There Was A Flash, He Had Disaparated And Then, We Were Here, In Forks. I Wonder Why, I Asked Why.
"Malfoy --" I Started.
"Call Me Draco?" He Asked "Draco ?" I Started Again.
"Better," He Smiled " Yes"
"Why ? Why Did You Do This For Me ? Why Are We Here ? Where Is Here ?" I Questioned Curiously. He Didn't Answer But Instead He Stopped Walking And Turned To Me, He Was A Few Centimeters Taller Than Me And His Blonde Hair Flopped Infront Of His Eyes.
He Still Remained Silent And Continued To Stare. I Stared Back, I Had Butterflies In My Stomach, Why ? And Then He Leaned Foraward,
Still Silent And Pressed His Lips Against Mine. They Were Soft And Slightly Open, His Eyes Were Shut, I Copied And There I Was At The Dead Of Night In A Place I Never Knew Existed Kissing My Rival. Then It Stopped. I Stopped. He Stopped. He Stared For A Second And Then Continued To Walk. I Didn't Though. I Stood There Not Moving. Trying To Work Out Whether That Just Happened Or Not.
"Hermione ?" Draco Had Stopped To, Looking Back At Me, Puzzled. I Remained Silent. He Came Back To Me, He Stood Behind Me And Slipped His Arm Around My Waist. His Head Was Leaning Against My Shoulder, His Breath Tickled My Throat. I Closed My Eyes And Whispered One Word.
"Why "
"Because I Love You," Was His Reply "I Did It Because I Knew You Would Die If I Didn't, Forks The Safest Place To Be, Small But Sweet"
I Was Suprised By My Reply.
"Not So Safe When You Have No Where To Go" He Was Evidently Suprised By My Reply To, His Expresion Said The Story, But He Answered.
"But We Have Somewhere To Go Hermione, And I Was Leading You There But You Decided To Play Musical Statues" He Said, He Looked Angry Know, But His Voice Had Humour In It.
"Sorry" And Then He Held My Hand And We Walked. We Ended Up By A Cottage. Where We Are Know. Mulberry Cottage. Three Bedrooms,
One Bathroom, A Kitchen, Living Room And Dining Room. Decorated Modernly. Not A Lot Of Furniture But Enough. Enough For Two.
And Thats How Our Own Little Love Story Since Then We've Been Together Ever Since.
"Hermione?" I Looked Up To See Draco Looking Anxious. Then I Realised I'd Been Off In My Own Little Bubble Of The Past, Recalling The Story As It Happened.
"Hmmm ?" "Are You Alright ? You Seemed Quiet, Did I Upset You By Making You Remember The Past ?" He Sounded Worried Know.
"No! No, Don't Be Silly, You Could Never Of Upset Me !" I Insisted Trying To Sound As Convincing As Possible. It Worked Too.
"Alright, But About The Past ?" There Was Still A Look Of Worry On His Face.
"Y-Yes, I Was Thinking Of The Past Actually, About How We Went Off Together And Stuff." "And Stuff ?" He Questioned Futher.
"Yes. You Know Just The Feelings I Felt When You Kissed Me." I Blushed. He Looked At Me. He Was Enjoying This.
"And How Did You Feel ?" His Smirk Was Wide, Turning Into A Cheesy Smile. I Sighed, Recalling The Moment Clearly. I Had Butterflies Again.
"If Only Words Could Describe" As Soon As I Said It My Cheeks Burned,I Looked Down At The Floor Embarassed To Look Up. I Felt Him Moving, And Then His Hand Reached Up And Lifted My Head Up So I Was Facing Him, Looking Into His Eyes.
". . . Ditto." He Smiled And Then He Kissed Me, Like Before, But Slowly Pulled Himself Away And Looked At His Watch.
"Blimey ! I'm Going To Be Late For Work." He Winked At Me And Dashed Out The Door. I Also Dashed To The Window And Stared At His Car, I Don't Know Why Though, He Never Travels To Work In His Car. He Travels By Broom.
