Well here's chapter two that a lot of people have been wanting...a lot shorter than the first, but I hope you still like it.
"So are you dating him?"
"No."
"Well then-"
"I don't know what it is Ginny, it just is." said Hermione, tired of talking about her and Malfoy's strange relationship-or lack thereof.
"So you guys don't plan on telling anyone?" she asked, following her out of the common room.
Hermione groaned and turned around to face her, "Ginevra, I am not talking about this anymore. You are not talking about this anymore. Not to me, not to anyone. Got it?"
Ginny nodded and they headed down to the Great Hall for dinner.
"Hey Ron, hey Harry."
"Oh, hey Mione." said Ron, scooting over so she could sit next to him.
"We're all still going to Hogsmeade together right?" asked Harry as they began eating.
They all nodded, while across the Great Hall Draco was almost glaring daggers at the back of Ron's head. He hated that he got to sit there with her, joking and laughing.
And it was his fault that he wasn't the one doing that with her. He'd said that he needed some time to tell his friends because he didn't want them to freak out, and Hermione had agreed to it, but she was definitely pissed and he knew it.
"You alright?" asked Blaise, looking over to where Draco was staring.
"Yeah. I'm great." he snapped, averting his gaze to stare down at his food.
"Yeah, you look like you're great." he said sarcastically.
Draco sighed and said, "What do you think about Granger? Honestly?"
"What do you mean what do I think of her?"
"I mean...I don't know."
"Well, if you mean do I think she's pretty, sure. I mean she's basically got 99% of the girls here beat, and she's smarter than everybody."
Draco nodded and watched as Hermione waved goodbye to her friends and left the Great Hall. "I'll see you later. I'm going to go for a walk."
Blaise rolled his eyes, knowing exactly where his friend was headed. And he really didn't care. He couldn't say that for the rest of their friends, but he was happy for Draco.
"Granger, wait up!"
"I'm not in the mood Malfoy." she said, continuing to walk down the deserted hallway.
"What's wrong?" he asked, grabbing her hand and spinning her around to look at him.
She sighed, "Ron asked me to go to Hogsmeade with him tomorrow."
Draco clenched his jaw, "What did you say?"
"I said I'd think about it."
"Are you kidding me?" he asked, his voice rising.
"No, I'm not kidding you." she snapped. "I don't see why you care what I do in the first place considering I'm not your girlfriend, and you have no intention of making me your girlfriend."
"You know that I like you-"
"Yeah, and I know that you care what people think about-"
"That's not why I'm doing this." he said, his anger boiling.
"Oh really? So you don't want to go out with me because you don't want your friends to flip out, but you don't care what they think about you? Tell me how that makes sense!"
"I don't - this isn't - it's not how I-" he ran a frustrated hand through his hair, trying to keep himself from ripping it out, "This isn't what I wanted."
"Well what do you want Malfoy? Because it seemed like you knew two months ago in the library. What changed? You don't like me anymore? Fine, but don't-"
"Shut the fuck up." he said, pushing her against the wall and slamming her hands above her head. "You know that I fucking like you Granger, so don't you dare say that."
She snatched her hands out of his and tried to push him away, but he caught her hands and held them against his chest, "Granger stop it,"
"I just want to know if what ever this is that we're doing is going to go somewhere, or if you're fine making out in empty classrooms."
"You've spent the night with me plenty of times."
"That's not the point, and you know it." she snapped.
He sighed and slid his hands to her waist, dropping his forehead onto her shoulder. "I'm sorry."
She took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around his waist, "I just want to know...I deserve to know."
"You know that I want to make you my girlfriend. I told you that."
"Yeah, but what you're telling me and what you're doing are two totally different things." she said softly.
"Have you told your friends?"
She sighed and shook her head, "Only Ginny."
He pulled away and said, "But you're so pissed about mine?"
"I never said I was pissed about your friends, I'm pissed about the fact that you won't make anything official with me because of your friends."
"You haven't told yours either!"
"But mine aren't keeping me from being involved with you!" she shouted back.
"So this is my fault?"
"You're the one who wants to wait Draco, not me. You're the one who lets Pansy hang around like your fucking lap dog, and you're the one who's getting pissed that my best friend likes me. You're not making any sense."
He knew she was pissed, because she never really cursed otherwise.
"I'm sorry for being jealous that my girl-"
"That's just it!" she yelled, "I'm not your girl! You won't let me be your girl. I told you that I wouldn't be some dirty little secret that you kept Malfoy, and I meant it."
"I'm not trying to make you feel like that."
"How did you think sneaking around was going to make me feel?" she snapped.
"What the fuck do you want me to do?" he yelled.
"I want you to grow some fucking balls and tell your friends!"
"Or what?"
She took a deep breath and looked into his stormy gray eyes before saying, "Or I'm done."
She pushed away from the wall and started to walk away but he grabbed her hand. No matter how pissed he was, at her, or the whole situation, or himself, he didn't want to lose her. He hadn't been lying when he'd told her that two months ago in the library.
"Please wait,"
"No, Malfoy I've been waiting. I've been hoping that maybe I'd be important enough for you to tell your friends, but you haven't, and I deserve better than that." she said pulling her hand out of his.
"Hermione, please." he said softly.
She stopped and turned around, because he'd called her Hermione, and that never really happened. "What?"
"I don't want to lose you."
"Then don't."
And with that she was gone.
"We're going to go to Zonko's Joke Shop, Spintwitches, and then over to Honey Dukes if you want to meet up with us." said Ron, throwing an arm around Hermione's shoulder.
She didn't think twice about it, because it was just something they'd always done. "Well as all of you are well aware, I am going to be in Tomes and Scrolls."
They all laughed, well aware of the fact that their bookworm friend would spend all day there if they let her.
"I'll catch up with you guys in an hour alright?"
They all nodded and Hermione headed off to her favorite place in Hogsmeade.
She instantly felt at home in the rows of old books. It was like everything was better now that she was in her element again.
She picked a book off the shelf and sat down in a chair by the window. She had been reading for a few minutes when someone came and sat down next to her.
She looked up and saw none other than Malfoy.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, closing the book.
"I just...I wanted to see you." he said softly.
She raised an eyebrow, "I already told you-"
"I know, and um, I kind of wanted you to be there when I told them. I mean if that's okay with you." he said, stumbling over his words.
"You're serious?" she asked, a smile slowly making its way onto her face.
He smiled and pulled her onto his lap, both her legs over his because, well they were in public. "Yes, I'm serious."
She laughed and brought her lips to his. He slid his arms around her waist and kissed her back with fervor, but sooner than he would have liked she pulled away.
"Are you nervous?"
"I don't get nervous." he said, that cocky smirk on his face.
"Well good, because I am." she said softly.
"Hey," he said, tilting her face so she was looking at him, "No matter what they say, you are my girlfriend. Got it?"
She smiled, "Say it again."
"You're my girlfriend." he said, his lips hovering over hers.
"I like the sound of that."
"So do I." he said, ghosting his lips over hers.
She leaned forward and firmly pressed her lips to his, threading her hands through his silky hair.
He moaned into her mouth as she tugged his hair, and she smiled, doing it again. He moved his hand further up her thigh and said, "I don't think you want to go there Love."
Butterflies erupted in her stomach when he called her Love, it was so endearing and so...un-Malfoy like. She loved it.
"Come on, let's go tell your friends."
"You've got to be fucking kidding me. She's the reason why we haven't been shagging?"
"We haven't been shagging because the thought disgusts me." snapped Draco, hugging Hermione to his side protectively.
"I think it's cool." said Theo, barely glancing up from the broom he was looking at.
"Yeah, I mean you seem nice. You're definitely hot." said Blaise, winking at Hermione.
She blushed and looked away, mumbling something along the lines of 'thank you'.
"I think it's fucking ridiculous that-"
"Oh shut up Pansy." said Blaise, rolling his eyes.
"No, this is insane. Do you know what your father would say if he found out?"
"Yeah, Pansy I do know, and I don't care." said Draco.
"What do you see in her? What does she have that I don't?"
Hermione snorted and Pansy glared at her, "Did you have something to say?"
"Pansy-"
"No, I did have something to say." said Hermione, glaring right back at her. "You want to know what I have that you don't?"
Pansy raised an eyebrow and nodded.
"I've got plenty of things that you don't. I have class, I have values, I have plain human decency."
Pansy laughed, "Oh I'm so jealous."
"You are." said Hermione, a sweet smile on her face, "Because the last thing I have that you don't, is Draco."
Pansy's smile immediately left her face and she didn't know what to say. She let out a frustrated half-scream and stormed off.
"Well...anybody else have an issue with it?" asked Draco, looking around at his friends.
Everybody shook their head's and he nodded. "Alright then."
Hermione and Draco said goodbye to his friends and headed off to walk around Hogsmeade before they had to head back to Hogwarts.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her temple, "Hermione Granger. My girlfriend."
"Took you long enough." she said with a smile.
He pulled her hand and pushed her against the side of one of the buildings, casting a Concealing Charm on both of them.
"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice a bit breathless.
"What I've wanted to do all day." he said, before crashing his lips against hers.
She immediately threw her arms around his neck, tangling her hands into his hair, while his ran up and down her sides, gripping her hips and ghosting along her breasts.
She moaned and broke away to catch her breath, but his lips didn't leave her skin. He moved across her jaw, to her ear, down her neck, and to her pulse point, gently licking and biting until she pulled his face back up to hers.
"Go to the St. Patrick's' Day Ball with me."
She pulled away slightly and looked at him, "What?"
"Go to the dance with me. Please?" he said, a dazzling smile on his face.
She smiled, "I'll think about it."
He chuckled and captured her lips again, but softer this time, tangling one of his hands in her curls. He bit her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth before claiming her lips again.
It drove her absolutely wild when he did that, and he knew it.
"Maybe we should get back to Hogwarts." she said in between kisses.
He nodded, pulling away just enough so that he could speak, his lips brushing against hers as he spoke. "Stay with me tonight?"
Before she could register what she was doing she nodded, "Okay,"
He pulled away and adjusted his pants, which made her laugh, and he scowled.
"It's your fault."
"I could stop doing that..." she offered with a smirk, but he pulled her close to him again.
"Don't you dare."
He chuckled and took her hand, lifting the Concealing Charm in the process.
"So are you really not going to go to the ball with me?" he asked as they headed back towards where the carriages would transport everyone back to Hogwarts.
"I never said I wouldn't go."
"But you didn't say you would either." he argued.
She laughed, "Well what's in it for me if I do go?"
"What do you want?" he asked, a sexy smirk on his face.
"I want you to tell Pansy to fuck off."
He chuckled, "Gladly."
She smiled and kissed his cheek, "Alright, I'll go with you."
"Really?"
She nodded, "Just don't expect me to be in green just because it's St. Patrick's' Day."
He smirked, "We'll see."
Well yeah...um...I guess I'll keep writing on this because I actually really like the way I've written Draco and Hermione...
