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Chapter Two:
It was a fairly easy decision for the pair. They had officially been together over two years. Secretly of course. Hermione looked over to the man sleeping peacefully beside her in the oversized bed.
It had all started back in their second year. After Ron's curse had back fired. After he had first called her a mud blood. She was seething. She tossed and turned that night as white-hot anger coursed through her veins, desperate to punish him. She wanted him to pay.
That night she dreamt of him, she dreamt of him suffering, she dreamt of him in the same pain that he had caused her, but he laughed as she tried to throw curses at him, bouncing off him as though there was some sort of bubble around him. She awoke even more angry than when she fell asleep and tried her best to hide it all day. But honestly it wasn't very successful as every time she saw the blonde demon, she couldn't hold her tongue, much like in her dream, he laughed off her vicious words.
She wasn't sure how it happened. Of course, there was a thin line between love and hate, and she thought that's how she fell for him, she started looking forward to seeing him. Imagining he was in front of her. She would imagine what she would say to him. She spent hours on hours mentally shouting at him. She got a jolt of joy from shouting at him. She would never have the guts to do that in person, but she loved living the world inside her head where she could be superior
Somewhere along the line, she got that jolt when she saw him in person too. The adrenaline of having a go. She had associated him with the good feeling she got from her mental arguments. Somewhere that linked over to seeing him in person. She would change her routes to try and come across him. When she saw him she would try and provoke him. Getting satisfaction from him trying to bully her. It would give her inspiration for that night's mental argument.
She did not know exactly when. But at some point, she crossed the line. She realised later on that she was toeing the line. She argumentative thoughts had advanced from hatred to something more. She managed to convince herself that he liked her. Perhaps because at that time she was reading books about guys who bullied girls they liked. She convinced herself that he had fallen for her and she had a chance. This kept her going for months! Getting her through the torment and bullying, by pretending to be annoyed but secretly enjoying that after all, he was paying attention to her.
It all came crashing down around her about a year later. Hermione wasn't stupid. She knew she was crushing on Draco and she knew she was crushing hard! She was smart enough not to do anything. Not to tell anyone, secretly loving when he brought her up or bullied her, as she convinced herself it was his way of expressing his feelings, she could get her frustration of not being with him out by shouting at him and no one would be any of the wiser.
This time however, whenever she shouted at him in person, whenever she retaliated, she didn't get the good feeling she got before. She felt remorse and upset. Believing that she had lost her chance. Until the next day when it would happen all over again.
A year after she first developed her crush was the Buckbeak incident. She was horrified over his glee at the thought of the slaughter of an innocent animal. She stands by her decision to punch him. That was the first physical contact they'd had, except the occasional push in the corridor.
After punching him Hermione knew she had gone too far. Verbal retaliation was one thing but physical was a step too far. She knew at that point that she had lost any change she had.
Taking an irrational thought and running with it, she decided to go, find him and apologise. She scoured the corridors and found him alone outside Snape's room. She walked up and stopped on front of him
"What do you want, mud blood?" He asked, his words dripping in venom. When he first started to talk her heart skipped a beat, thinking that all was ok, but the cold as ice tone of his voice told her that everything was not, and once again she felt remorse fill her
"I came to apologise" She said. He glared at her. Ice cold anger filling every crevice of his face. Then it softened, taking Hermione by surprise. She went to walk away but as she turned his hand shot out and grabbed her arm. Hot sparks and electricity shot through her at the contact. She turned to face him in shock. His face said that he felt it too. She stepped closer and he placed his other hand on her, another jolt of electricity.
Next thing either of them knew they were kissing, his lips dancing on hers. He had kissed a few girls before but nothing compared to this. Hermione had never kissed anyone before and unfortunately that was plainly obvious to Draco, but the shocks that went through his body at every touch of her, every movement was something like he had never experienced before.
They broke apart to breathe.
"What now?" Draco asked her
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked
"I hate you" He said. That hurt her "But I loved that" He said
"Get to know me. Then maybe you won't hate me" She said "I don't hate you" She added. Not thinking now. Just saying whatever came to mind.
He nodded.
"Library. Midnight. Let's do it" He said. She nodded and they separated. She walked away, ecstatic that she had what she would consider a date with Draco.
They met up every night at midnight in the library for the next few weeks. Midnight until 2, 3 even 4am! They spent all night talking. Funny stories, learning about their past, their hopes for the future, their likes and dislikes.
They still acted like normal during the day, bullying, rude comments. Cheeky insults. But they both knew it was about appearances.
It was, however, after a few weeks that Hermione asked the dreaded question. She was panicking all day, afraid of his answer. She couldn't hold it back either. They'd only been talking an hour of so when she blurted it out
"Do you still hate me?" She asked. He froze, shocked by her question
"Not at all!" He said carefully. "In fact. It's starting to go the opposite way" He said
"What do you mean?" She asked him
"I like you 'Mione" He said
"You know I really hate that name" She said
"How about Mia?" He asked she smiled. He leant in and kissed her again. This was the first time they kissed since outside Snape's room and the kiss was more intense. It was more than they ever knew. It left them both dazed and breathless
It was then that they decided to go out. The 24th November. They had only been dating 3 weeks when Christmas break came. It was agonising for them both. Every night they had met up. 10pm to 3am. They spend most of the time talking, but also teasing. And a bit of flirting and kissing to fill in the time.
The first holiday was agonising. Being away from each other for 3 weeks. They wrote when they could but Draco had to be careful that his father didn't intercept his owls. The first night they got back, they had met in the library but had went to the room of requirement.
They were both 14. They were starting to get urges. That night they had slept in the same bed after hours of kissing, and touching. They had both gotten topless but it hadn't gone any further than that. Not that they didn't want to! There was no legal age for witches and wizards, but they didn't feel ready.
They made the room of requirement a regular thing. They dropped their evening meets to 5 days a week. Monday to Friday. 10pm until 2 or 3am. Every Sunday they spend the night together. The reason being that Slytherins held a party every Saturday night and Draco's lack of presence was being noticed.
They enjoyed their time none the less. Summer holidays was the worst, 7 weeks apart. Once they hit 4th year they had the concealment of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Between Ron and Harry's argument and the illusion of her and Krum, who was actually a very good friend of Draco and was in on their arrangement. The illusion that Hermione hooked up with Krum was a disguise as Krum would take poly juice potion and would go out in place of Draco, while Hermione and Draco met in the shrieking Shack after its discovery last year.
Hermione and Draco finally slept together after the Yule Ball. After Hermione was insulted by Ron, she had a dampener on her night. Draco caught her sitting on the grand staircase about 11pm, Alone, moving gracefully as the stairs moved. He sat next to her and as it happened the stairs stopped at the 7th Floor corridor. It took no words but an exchange of a glance and they raced over to the room of requirement. Their usual open plan bedroom with a luxurious 4 poster bed appeared and they slept in the bed.
He slipped her out of her dress leaving her in only her pale pink underwear. Unable to resist anymore, they went all the way. They fell asleep in their bed, in each other's arms. They had been dating a year at this point. Up until now they hadn't slept together. They had, after the summer holidays gone as far as seeing each other naked and getting each other off but no actual intercourse had taken place.
After the first time though, they made sure to add it in to their Sunday night rendezvous. As 4th and 5th Year progressed they made sure to do it whenever they could. If they both had detention together, when they met in the library. They were addicted to each other.
Hermione awoke in his arms, similar to how they had after their very first time. Christmas holidays was in only a few weeks and they were dreading leaving each other.
"Why don't we just … Not?" Draco asked
"What are you on about?" She asked
"Let's stay here for the holidays. Tell Harry and Ron that you're staying to revise for the OWLS, they won't stay then. I'll tell my parents the same thing. With this year being OWLS, everyone wants to go home, especially after Harry claiming the Dark Lord has returned" Draco said. One thing that Draco and Hermione had never discussed was the Dark Lord. They knew that was a conversation they had to have, and they were sure that they both knew the outcome of such a conversation, neither could bring themselves to do it through.
"Ok" Hermione said with a smile. He kissed her lips in response.
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