Hideyhole
By NefariousImp
A/N: K, thanks to my reviewers, and I'm sad there aren't more. But thanks to: iluv2dance(who's one of my favs), Keyda841, spacesareoverrated, Nessa Sue, BB Macintosh, and my friend from the sidelines who hasn't reviewed cause she reads all my stories before I post them, Jean Claude AKA Crista! Hi, Pea!
Chapter Two: It's A Party, Woo-f-ing-hoo.
I came out of my room wearing my black swim trunks and was surprised to see Hermione come out of the room next to mine wearing a dark purple bikini. It wasn't just a scrap of fabric and dental floss, but it still showed more of her toned flesh than I'd ever seen. And, if looking at her two best friends was any indication, more than they'd ever seen either.
She winked at me and, with a flip of her hair, sashayed across the room to the bathroom door. She disappeared through the door and I glanced at Harry and Ron to see their jaws just as unhinged as mine and their eyes glued to the door where she was last seen.
Well, I wasn't going to appear as dumbfounded as those two idiots, even if I was.
I snapped my mouth closed and sauntered past them.
They looked at me and I smirked a naughty smirk and disappeared through the door to follow her.
I heard Ron start yelling something about 'bloody-'Mione-stealing-ferrets' and I chuckled as I crossed the bathroom to the gym room.
I opened the door and my breath caught in my throat as I saw a beautiful water nymph pulling her hair up into a pony tail.
I let my eyes wander down her body, watching as her muscles played beneath the smooth, creamy skin.
I smirked.
"Did you know that whatever kiddy-crush Weasel had on you just turned into a full blown crush? He's out there yelling about me being a 'bloody-'Mione-stealing-ferret'." I laughed.
She turned to look at me with a frown.
"You didn't taunt him did you?"
"No, unfortunatly. It took all I had to keep the 'Ha ha, that's my kool-aide, Weasel!' taunt deep inside. But I might have smirked it at him." I grinned.
She laughed.
"Who have you been hanging around? That is a purely muggle reference! I'm surprised you even know what Kool-Aide is!"
"Of course, I do, it means a female which is my property." I could tell she was fighting a grin but trying to scowl at me calling her 'property'.
"I'm nobody's property, bub. And you're a complete moron." I frowned.
"Why, may I ask, am I a complete moron? And I am not, and you are. You're mine. You said so yourself when you said 'I'm yours'."
"Fine, I said it, but it doesn't mean that I'm your property, It means that we belong to each other. And you're a complete moron because Kool-Aide is a muggle fruit drink, the most common is red; Cherry flavor." She smiled at me.
My eyebrows shot to the sky. I'd heard one of the muggle wizards saying that line in the bathroom one day and liked it.
I grinned wickedly.
"Cherry flavor, huh? So, is your kool-aide cherry flavored?" I said stalking towards her.
Her eyes got wide and she backed up.
"I'd love to find out." I whispered into her ear without touching her. She took another step back, only to start flailing, as she had hit the edge of the large pool.
Her hands grappled towards me and I laughed as I realized I wasn't wearing a shirt for her to grab onto.
Somehow, even in the second it took for her to lose her balance and fall into the water, I saw the evil gleam in her eyes as she grabbed my black trunks and dragged me into the water with her as she fell.
We came up spluttering and she grinned at me.
Suddenly, we heard laughing by the door.
"That was bloody brilliant, 'Mione!" Ron said, wearing his red trunks, and Harry was next to him wearing gold trunks. Weasley looked like an idiot wearing trunks the same color as his hair.
I scowled as I realized that it was no longer a romantic dip, but a swimming party. Whoo-fucking-whoo.
"Hey, guys, come on in." Hermione smiled next to me. I looked at her like she was crazy. "What?" She whispered, seeing my face. "We still aren't having sex until the end of the year." I pouted.
"Is it still my kool-aide, though?" I whispered. She grinned and winked at me.
Suddenly, a tidal wave hit us as both of her lunk-head friends jumped into the pool at the same time.
I wiped the water from my face and scowled at them as they came up for air.
Ron looked at Hermione and I had to fight to keep myself from deforming his face to get the lusty look off of it. He knew she was mine. As long as he didn't touch or say anything remotely flirty to her, I'd let it slide. Besides, I kind of felt sorry for both of the other males. I at least had my girlfriend here to keep me company. They didn't have anyone but each other.
I smirked at that thought.
"What are you smirking about, Malfoy?" Ron scowled at me.
I couldn't resist.
"Well, I was just thinking, how many years are we gonna be down here together? I mean, I have Hermione. How long is it going to be before the two of you get desperate enough and shag each other?"
"Draco! That's not nice!" Hermione slapped my arm, which, being wet, stung quite alot. The two boys were scowling at me.
"What? It's a fair question. I don't want them getting it in their head that I might share you with them. Cause, I won't." I said a little pissed from how bad the slap stung. "Can you two promise me that you won't try to steal her from me? If you guys can promise that then we won't have any problems, hell, I might even be friends with you guys."
"I promise, I won't try to steal Hermione from you, Malfoy. Now, we can be friends." Harry said, obviously trying to keep everyone from fighting, looking different without his glasses.
"Alright, Potter...Harry. What about you, Weasley?" I said looking at the red-faced Ron. I knew right then that it wouldn't be as simple as it was with Harry.
Dammit!
I didn't want it to become a situation where Hermione had to choose, because, I wasn't completely sure that she'd pick me. Up until now, it had been a secret and she didn't have to choose.
My eyes opened wide, as I realized that the thought was just now occuring to him. I was sure he was going to give her an ultimatum right there, but he surprised me with the fact that he had more brains than I'd ever given him credit with.
"I can't promise that, Malfoy." He said calmly. "I've been in love with her for the last two years." I noticed Harry's eyes going wide.
He was lying! And what's more, Harry knew it.
He was probably only saying he loved her because he finally realized that he might actually lose his backup girlfriend. However, if he had just blurted out an ultimatum it would have pissed off Hermione. She hates being told what she can and can't do. She probably would have picked me just for spite. But this way, he actually stood a chance.
"Ron...I'm...I..." Hermione stuttered.
Ron ignored him and stuck out his hand to me. I stared down at it with a scowl.
"May the best man win." I smirked. That'd piss her off.
"Ron, the best man, had the guts to actually ask her out." I said before Hermione could rant about not being a trophy to be won.
"She's my best friend. I didn't want to ruin our friendship if it didn't work out." Ron fumed.
"After the Yule ball she told you, no, she yelled at you, telling you next time to pluck up the courage and ask her before someone else does, and not as a last resort." They all gasped. "Yeah, I was there, listening in the shadows. Doing everything in my power not to go comfort the beautiful damsel in distress. Took everything in me not to. I kept having a phrase run through my mind as I watched her until she left. Hmm...'And I wonder, what possible catastrophe caused this angel to come crashing down from heaven and into a sea of tears.' I don't know where it came from, but after that night she was stuck in my mind."
Ron looked a little chagrined at being the cause of her tears.
"Yeah," He said looking determined. "Well, I plan on fighting for her, reguardless. I do love her."
"Ron..." Hermione said. He looked at her and climbed out of the pool and leaving a wet trail to the door.
"Harry," She said looking at him. "Could you talk to him?"
"Hermione, he's just jealous, you know that. He can't stand the thought that the one who made his life a living hell for six years is the one you're going out with." I said sighing, leaning back against the wall of the pool.
"Draco, it's..." She looked at Harry. "That's not true is it, Harry?" She said thinking Harry would back her up. Hell, I thought he would back her up, but he surprised me saying.
"Mal..Draco's right. That's exactly what his problem is." Harry said looking determined.
"Hermione, he's just pissed off that his 'last resort' isn't available anymore." I said. She frowned and looked back at Harry.
"He lied about loving me didn't he?"
"Of course..." I said, but she raised her hand sharply, still looking at Harry.
"Did he lie, Harry?" She said sharply. Harry nodded and looked down at the ground, obviously feeling like shit for betraying his best friend.
Hermione sighed deeply, looking rather pissed.
She went to the side of the pool and hoisted herself out, ignoring the towel and leaving her own wet trail as she followed Rons.
She slammed the door shut behind her.
I looked over at Harry.
"Thanks, Harry." He looked up at me sharply, but his eyes softened as he noticed I said it sincerely. He nodded.
"She doesn't deserve to be lied to. Especially if there's even a small chance that she gave him a chance. She'd be going out with a guy who didn't love her." He said looking at me. He squinted his eyes as though measuring me up. "How do you feel about her, Draco."
"I love her. I think I've loved her since she stole my pendant." I said with a grin, picturing it amidst her curls again. Harry smiled but looked confused at my wistful expression.
"Does she know?" He asked. I looked up at him with a wry expression.
"I haven't had the guts to tell her." He laughed as we had just talked about Ron not having the guts.
"Well, you better not waste any time, who know's what lies Ron's filling her head with out there." He frowned thoughtfully at the door.
"Harry, I can't just blurt it out, especially now, she'd just think I was saying it to beat Ron and I'm not." He nodded in concession.
"Holy shit." He said looking up with a paranoid expression.
"What?" I asked.
"Are we actually having a conversation?" I laughed.
"Guess so, strange as it is." I said and hopped out of the pool. "Guess we won't be having a fun pool party today." I said. "I was kinda pissed about the idea when you guys came in, but I think I'd prefer it to this..." Harry climbed out next to me.
"I think you're okay, Draco, she's got a loyal heart and she won't just give up on you because one of her other friends tells her to. And I can't believe I'm telling Draco Malfoy that, but there it is." I smiled at him.
"I'm gonna go talk to them. Give us a little time to talk to each other, maybe I can get them straightened out, or at least knock some sense into Ron." He grinned. "Lord knows, he's lost what little sense he had."
I watched him leave the gym.
Maybe Potter wasn't as bad as I originally thought. He was obviously sincere about being my friend. I'd never had much time or energy to have real friends. It was easier just to have minions and tell them how to think and what to do.
Well, no minions here, and plenty of time, maybe I could give having real friends a shot.
Hell, I was dead already so, I could be friends with whoever I wanted.
That was a really odd thought and it kinda shook me up, I had to be dead just to have a life of my own that wasn't controlled on every aspect and level by my father, or Voldemort, or society.
I looked up at the sunny sky. It was rare for me to see the sun so bright. Usually the sky above Hogwarts was overcast or at least cloudy.
I decided to air-dry, as I didn't have my wand with me, by running barefoot around the track.
HERMIONE'S POV
I glared at Ron as he stood in front of me.
Harry had come in a moment ago and had told Ron he was being an arse then told him to tell me the truth.
"I am telling the truth. Hermione, I love you and that bloody ferret stole you! You were mine!"
"I wasn't anybody's, Ronald Weasley! I chose Draco. He gave up everything for me. What have you given up? He's going against everything he's known for me. You couldn't stop making googley eyes at the other girls in this school in case one of them decided they liked you. I was always just a backup, in case you found yourself alone, cause god knows, Hermione'll have her head in a book till she's an old lady and won't look at the opposite sex unless it's you who finally comes a callin!" I said sarcastically.
"That's not..."
"Oh, shut it, Ron!" I yelled. "Even Harry says you're lying about loving me." Harry looked at the floor as Ron's glare flashed over to him. "You tell him everything. If you really loved me, don't you think he'd know about it?"
"Why would you tell her that?" Ron demanded of Harry.
"Because she asked me the truth and I don't lie to my friends." Harry said glaring back at him. "So, why don't you tell her the truth?"
Ron glared, back and forth at the two of us.
"I don't have any friends. Why don't you two go play with your new Death-Eater friend. I'm sure he know's all the fun games like muggle torture or unforgivables dueling." He said and stormed into his room, slamming the door.
I looked at Harry sadly.
"Great first day, huh? Only a couple hundred more to go." He looked at me and pulled me into a hug.
"Hermione, just trust your instincts. No matter who they lead you to, I'll stand by you." He whispered in my ear. "Ron has a lot of bitterness and anger built up towards Draco. He'll come around." He pulled back and grinned. "He'll have too, he's gotta come out to eat eventually."
I laughed and wiped the tears off my cheeks.
"Thanks, Harry." He shrugged. "You always know just what to say."
"Of course I do, haven't you heard, I'm Harry Potter." I grinned at him.
"You'll always be my best friend, Harry Potter, even if we get into a fight. You're my best friend forever." I kissed his cheek and walked towards the bathroom door.
"Hermione?" I turned back. "Ditto." He said with a sweet, boyish smile on his lips and went into his room.
I went into the gym and quietly shut the door, only to stare open-mouthed as I saw Draco doing laps around the large room.
The sun was making his wet body glisten as his sleek muscles rippled. My mouth went dry as he came around towards me and he looked up, noticing me.
Our eyes locked and he stopped jogging and stalked towards me in nothing but his black trunks.
I looked down at his bare feet as he stopped in front of me, then looked up with a smirk.
"Sexy feet." He smirked back at me.
"Well, I'd told you once before that there wasn't anything about me that wasn't sexy."
"Mmmhmm." I smiled at him.
"So, how did it go?" He asked with a serious face. "He didn't try anything stupid like kiss you did he?"
"No, if he did then I would have slapped the hell out of him." Draco grinned at me.
"Least I know you aren't just violent with only me."
"You just provoke me more often than everybody else." I grinned back at him, but turned serious again. "He said me and Harry weren't his friends anymore then went to his room, slamming the door like a typical teenager."
I looked down at his feet again, only to feel his finger pulling my chin up.
"I'm sorry, Hermione." He said. I looked into his silvery eyes and fought tears. "Come on, let's go get some chocolate chip cookies and milk and go to my room and relax for a while." I smiled tearily.
"Well, they are my favorite." I mumbled.
"I know they are. That's why I suggested them. You told me yourself, 'there's nothing chocolate can't cure,...except being fat'." He grinned at me as he pulled me into his arms.
"You're just trying to fatten me up." I pouted. He smirked wickedly.
"Only so I can eat you, my dear." He said and kissed me sweetly. My eyes fluttered shut and I sighed into the kiss.
There was no way I could give him up for Ron.
"Come on, you promised me chocolate!" I said and grabbed his hand, dragging him out of the gym.
I fell asleep, surrounded by cookie crumbs, empty plates, and Draco's arms.
TBC...
A/N: I thank all my reviewers. Some were disappointed that they were going down there as friends, so, I being the All-Powerful-Author borrowed JK's idea about Ron hating Malfoy with a vengence (totally her's not mine, genius that she is, introducing Draco, and consequently Tom Felton, to the world. Don't sue! Trust me, if I was rich enough to have money you could take, then I'd just buy Tom. Surely he has a price. Oooh, and I'd get James Marsters while I was at it! Two-for-one deal! Sweet!
Also, the phrase 'And I wonder, what possible catastrophe caused this angel to come crashing down from heaven and into a sea of tears.' came from? I tweaked with it, so it isn't exact from where I got it, but if you can correctly guess, For one day, I'll lend you um...Tom, no! James, NO! Tom, well, I'll let you pick which one I'll lend you after I buy them, if you get it right. K, ignore my ramblings. Idea's and reviews, Love em both!