Chappie #3
A/N: REVIEW! PLEASE! PRETTY PLEASE WITH CHOCOLATE SYRUP AND SPRINKLES ON TOP! JUST REVIEW! Please? Please?! Just please review. Thanks! I will probably post again on Wednesday. Or tomorrow. Yeah. Or whenever. So, please review. Thanks! It makes me feel so good inside! So, review!
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine. The setting isn't mine, but, I only own the fricking plot! Just the plot!
"Draco! Draco! It's time for breakfast! If you don't get up now, you won't be eating anything!" Hermione yelled as she barged into his room from the bathroom. "Come on, Dragon! Up! Up! Get up!" She started beating him with one of his pillows.
"Oh..." He yawned. She continued to beat him with the pillow. " I'm getting up! But only if you..." he yawned again "stop beating me with my pillow." He said in a slightly gravelly voice. His hair was messed up from sleep, and Hermione running her hands through it the night before. "Hermione?" Draco asked, feigning innocence.
"Yes, Draco?"
"You should probably get out of my room... I sleep naked... Unless you'd-" Hermione cut him off.
"Merlin, Draco!" she turned around. "Just put some boxers or pants on. And, tonight, wear some pants or shorts or something to bed!"
"Why?"Draco asked, eyebrows raised, smirk on his face.
"Because." She replied, then gulped.
"Are you going to come in here to sleep?" he asked, eyebrows up and smirk at the ready.
"No..." Hermione lied quickly.
"Are you sure?" He asked, again, rather tauntingly.
"It's time for breakfast. Get dressed. We have all of our classes together, Dragon. Potions with Slughorn is first." She said quickly changing the subject.
"Alright. I am giving you a last warning. I'm naked under the blankets." He told Hermione.
"Okay. I am going down to the kitchens, since we have missed breakfast. Coffee or tea, and how do you take it?"
"Alright. Coffee, please. With three sugars, and two creamers." Draco said reluctantly. "And, get yourself a muffin, or some oatmeal, or something to eat. Okay?"
"Okay, Draco." Hermione smiled, then winked on her way out. She made her way down to the kitchens, which was an extremely short walk.
"Flopsy?" She asked when she got to the kitchens, as that was the elf that had come up to her. "Can I get two coffees, three sugars and two creamers in each, and two blueberry muffins?"
"Yes, Miss Hermione! I will go gets you the coffees and muffins!" (A/N: I don't know how the house elves talk, so I'm doing my best.)
"Thank you, Flopsy!" Hermione told her.
"Here is the coffees and the muffins, Miss Hermione! I hopes I will sees you again, Miss Hermione!"
"You probably will, Flopsy. Thank you, again!"
By the time Hermione got back, Draco was dressed, his hair was still messed up, but tamed just enough that it didn't look like he had just rolled out of bed. He looked at the coffees, then said, "Which one is who's?"
"Well, we both take ours the exact same way, so whichever one you want is yours. And, I got you a muffin, too. It's blueberry."
"Thank you, Hermione. Tomorrow will you wake me up when you wake up?"
"Only if you wear some pants or boxers or something to bed. I bet you want me to wake you up gently tomorrow, instead of beating you with a pillow. Right?"
"Well, I did like the way you were straddling me, even though you got me excited for no reason..." Draco trailed off.
"Draco! Is that all you ever think about?!" Hermione asked, even though jokingly.
"Well, I do think about you sometimes." Draco again supplied.
"Are those thoughts of me naked?" she asked.
Draco hesitated, then said, in a slightly guilty tone, "Yes."
"Get your mind out of the gutter. If we wait any longer, we are going to be late. Slughorn doesn't like late students, so we need to move! You go on ahead, I will grab my bag from the dorms. Okay?" Draco held up her bag.
"I grabbed it while you were out. You dropped it on the sofa. Last night."
"Oh. Thank you, Sweetie." Hermione said, just partly kidding about the sweetie part.
"Don't call me sweetie!" Draco said, in a serious, yet light-hearted manner. "Let's go!"
The two practically flew to Potions class, and were the third and fourth people to arrive. The first and second were Harry and Pansy.
Hermione went up to Harry and said, "I'm sorry about what I said to you yesterday on the train. I feel really bad about it now. I, however, am not sorry to Ron. He cheated on me, then used the classic, 'It's not you, it's me,' thing. I am done with the stupid bastard." She then noticed Pansy and said, "Hey, Pansy! How are you?"
"I am doing really well. And, by the looks of it, you are too. Draco is smitten with you. My old cousin can't hide anything from me." Pansy said, then finished."How are you?"
Harry replied,"I understand, and I am really greatful that you are taking me back. But, what are you doing with the Ferret?"
"Harry, I am Head Girl. He is Head Boy. It is our responsibility to be kind to each other and not show hostilility in public. But, he is actually really understanding, and kind to me. And, yesterday, he stayed with me and comforted me, when Ron called me out. He stood up for me. He noticed that I was different. He even noticed the difference in my speech. So, we are good friends, and you will have to deal with it. Okay? And, Pansy, I am doing really well. Thanks for asking."
Just then, the rest of the kids, along with Professor Slughorn, entered the room, so Hermione walked back to Draco, who had just finished his coffee. Hermione had finished hers on the way to the potions room, and neither had eaten their muffins yet.
"Settle down, settle down, students. Do I have your attention?" Slughorn threw a fireball in the air, nearly touching the ceiling, and catching the students attention. The ball disappeared with a 'Poof!' noise, and all of the students were staring at the professor. "Good! Everyone is at attention. Brilliant! Okay. We are making Veritaserum, the truth potion (A/N: I don't have the recipie anywhere, so I am just making it up as I go.). Almost nobody can resist the potion, and it is extremely hard to make. So, you will be put in pairs. Harry Potter and Pansy Parkinson! Millicent Bulstrode and Ronald Weasley! Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger! Blaise Zabini and Parvati Patil!" The list went on, each pairing with one person from Griffindor, and one from Slytherin, one a boy and one a girl.
"Let's go grab the ingredients together. Okay?" Hermione said, in a hushed tone, so no one else would hear them.
"Okay." Draco replied.
"Okay. Let's."Hermione said, then grabbed Draco's hand, and pulled him to the store room. They then grabbed the ingredients they needed, each carrying what Draco claimed to be half, even though the pile in his arms was considerably larger. "Draco! This is not half!"
"Okay, 'Mione." he said. Then remembered what she had said about not liking to be called that. He braced himself to be yelled at.
"I like that. A lot, actually. But, only coming from you." Hermione said quietly, and honestly.
"Whatever you say, Cutie." He said. Hermione blushed, and Draco wondered why, then realized what he had called her. "Oh. Um... Er..." Draco said, flustered. "Well, you are cute, you know..." he trailed off.
"And you are very handsome. I like your hair messed up like that. It reminds me of yesterday."
he coughed, then said,"Okay. Wormwood root. Bezoar..." Draco then listed all of the ingredients. "First, we skin the wormwood root. Will you do that, 'Mione?" She nodded. "Okay. I will tackle the cauldron and heating it correctly, since we can't use magic for that part." He took three minutes to heat the cauldron properly, then started to finely slice the lacewing flies. The rest of the potions class flew by very quickly, and they were making a sped-up version of it, so it only took the two hours they had for double potions instead of the regular 28 days.
"You students should be done with your potions by now. I would like you each to give one drop, and only one drop to your partners. You can ask them any question you would like, but you have to share that question with them, and their answer. Go!" instructed professor Slughorn.
"Well, Hermione, do you want to go first?"
"No. You can find out my secret first."Hermione said, in a rather nervous manner.
"Well, here goes." Draco said, then put the drop of serum on her outstretched tounge, right below the little silver ball.
"Hermione, what is your deepest, darkest secret?"
Hermione got a sort of glazed look in her eyes, then said in a voice that was not her own, "I think I might be in love with Draco Malfoy." She came out of the trance, and then asked, "What did you ask me?"
"I-I, err, Iaskedyouwhatyourdeepestdarkestsecretwas."
"What was my answer?"
"You... You said that you...er, you, er, might, love me."
"Draco, I'm sorry you had to find out that way... Now, tongue out." She put the drop on his tongue and asked, "What is your deepest, darkest, most embarrassing secret?"
His eyes glazed over, and his voice wasn't his own when he answered. "I fourth year, I wanked off to Hermione Granger's picture, and Blaise Zabini caught me." Hermione's expression was first shocked, then she started to laugh as he came out of the trance.
"Oh, Merlin, what did I say?" he asked, looking embarrassed.
"You-You said, that you wanked off to my picture in fourth year, and Blaise Zabini caught you." She started snickering, again, while Draco flushed and looked at the ground, an unreadable expression on his face. She stopped, realizing exactly how embarrassed he was.
"Err, uh, I uh, um, well, so, um-"Hermione cut him off.
"It's okay, Draco." she said, then followed with, "It's actually really funny. You are going to look back on this when you are old, and laugh your arse off. Okay?" she said.
"Okay, 'Mione." he couldn't say no the pouty face she was giving him,with the lower lip pushed out, and the puppy eyes.
"So, what else did I say? It's written all over your face, the nervousness. Is it something embarrassing? Oh, shit. I know what I said. I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say... I'm... Ugh..." she hung her head, thinking the entire time, 'I told Draco Malfoy that I love him. Shit.'
"Hermione Granger, do not feel ashamed, okay? Those are your feelings, and they are shared. Hermione, I am sorry, that this is so soon, but it feels right. I love you, back." he then stood up, and she followed. He turned to face her, then leaned in for a kiss, eyes closed. She leaned in, instinctively, too, and soon, he was kissing her, in front of the whole Griffindor and Slytherin seventh year class.
Blaise and Ginny were the first to stand up and cheer, and the rest of the two houses followed. Well, except for one student: Ronald Weasley. He was pissed off that he apparently 'didn't deserve Hermione' according to Ginny, Harry, and most of the Weasley family. His mum even agreed. So did his dad. His whole family was pitted against him. Well, everyone but himself.
Later that day, at lunch, Draco and Hermione decided to have a picnic by the Black Lake, where nobody would bother them. They sat on the shore, just behind the water line so they wouldn't get wet, and had a blanket with food on it behind them. Draco's arm was wrapped around Hermione's waist, and they were sitting with their legs stretched out in front of them.
"You know, 'Mione, what I said in potions is true. I really, really do think I love you."
"I think I love you, too, Draco. I am sorry I had to be under the influence of Veritaserum to tell you, but I think it is a little early in a relationship to be making confessions of the magnitude."
"I know. But, it's like we are, well, kind of meant for each other. I really feel at total ease with you. Even though you know my deepest, darkest, most embarrassing secret. I am so sorry that I told you that. Not for you, but for me. I have no secret now. I have the number of girls I've been with, but that makes me feel really shameful now."
"How many is it? Trust me, I won't go running for the hills."
"It is really high. Want to guess?"
"Okay... Hmm... Is it above ten?"
"Yes."
"Above twenty?"
"Yes."
"Above thirty?"
"No."
"Twenty five? Up or down?"
"Up."
"Twenty six?"
"Nope."
"Twenty seven?"
"Yep. That'sow many girls I've been with."
"How many have you had sex with?"
"Five."
"Not as bad as I thought. Okay. Good."
"What year did you lose your v-card in?"
"What's a v-card?"
"Your virginity, dummy."
"Fourth. My hand was getting tired."
"Really? That's the best you can come up with?"
"Yes. Now, how many guys have you had sex with?"
"None. I'm a virgin, still." She said, looking embarrassed.
"That's okay. Don't be embarrassed if you just aren't ready yet, okay?" Draco replied, comfortingly.
"I've just read, and heard, that it really hurts for women, their first time. I just don't want to waddle like that. Ever." Hermione said, completely serious.
"You do know, that you can put a spell up so it doesn't hurt, right?" Draco said. Hermione nodded.
"I know, I just don't want to do it yet. I haven't met the right person. Maybe I have though. I'm just not ready, yet. I am scared."
"Hey, don't be scared. And you said 'Maybe I have though.' Who might that be referencing to?"
"Err, uh, you. I really care about you, and you care about me."
"You are right about me caring for you. In more ways than one. Remember, this is coming from the guy who's darkest secret is that I wanked off to your picture in fourth year."
"Why is it such a dark secret, then?"
"Because, my father would have literally killed me if he knew that I was wanking off to what he would have called a 'mud-blood'. I don't like that word. I never have. I just, well, I said it to keep up pretenses. I couldn't go around saying that I did that. And, the Slytherin prince, the Griffindor princess? Not exactly viable relationship candidates."
"Makes sense. But, I thought that you were known as the Slytherin Sex God, not the Slytherin prince."
"Hmm. I understand that." in truth, Draco had never heard of it. "I've really been called that, though?"
"You really haven't seen the Griffindor Gossip Queen, also known as Ginny Weasley, have you. She runs the rumor press. And, escapes without a scratch. Just, never get on her bad side. Never."
"Okay. Well, we need to get to patrolling the halls. Okay?"
"Okay." and, with that, the two set off to do the patrols.
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In the corridor next to the kitchens (and head dorms) after patrolls
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"Ron, we shouldn't do this." the raven haired boy, known as Harry Potter said to his friend next to him under the invisibility cloak.
"Whatever. I don't care, and Hermione needs to be saved from the ferret." Ron said, rather angrily.
"Ron, let's go." Harry prompted, after seeing the head students turn the corner.
"No, Harry. I want to help her realize how screwed up he is."
"I am leaving you, Ron. I don't want you to do this. With that, Harry swept his cloak off of Ron, and made his way toward Hermione to warn her about Ron.
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"Hermione! Ron is waiting just outside your portrait hole to ambush you and Draco! Be safe!" Harry's voice called.
"Thanks for the warning, Harry! Now, take your cloak off, as Draco is getting tense. Hearing your voice out of nowhere, I think, reminds him of that one time you got mud in his hair, then your head appeared in Hogsmeade, and freaked him and his cronies out!" Hermione said, and Harry just revealed his head.
"Here I am."
"Harry! Take the cloak off!" she scolded. He complied.
"Whoa! Potter has one too?"
"You have one?" Harry asked, in awe.
"Yep. It's how I would sneak around the Malfoy Manor to get the information that Snape couldn't to serve old Dumbly and the Order."Draco replied, truthfully.
"Okay. Main issue, guys. Ron outside our dormitory." Hermione interjected.
"Okay, Potter, you put up a shield against spells, hexes, and jinxes. 'Mione, you put up a physical shield. You two keep those going, and I will attack. Okay?"
"Yep! And, did you just call her what I think you called her?"
"Come on, you two bumbling idiots! You can't pay attention for more than a second! Come on!"
"Yes, Hermione." The two boys simultaneously replied.
"Good. Do what Draco told you to do." both boys nodded in agreement. "Let's go, then!"
...
"Sectumsempera"! Ron screamed, hoping to hit Draco.
"Protego!" Harry shouted, just after the spell left Ron's wand.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Draco yelled, and Ron received, first going stiff as a board, then falling over.
"That was quick." Hermione stated.
"Well, Sweetie, the Weasel has always been a bumbling fool with a wand." Draco said to Hermione.
"Is there something I'm missing here?" Harry chipped in.
"Yes, Harry, there is something you are missing. We," Hermione said, motioning to Draco and herself, "Are together."
"Oh... That's why she didn't hex you into next century when you called her 'Mione." Harry said slowly, finally comprehending what was going on.
"Yes. Now, we have things to do, events to plan, and prefects to brief. Draco and I will likely be here if you need us, and we hope you won't. See you later!" Hermione said, then added, "And take Ron with you to the Griffindor common room with you! Tell McGonagall about what happened. Okay, Harry?"
"Whatever." he replied, then picked up Ron, carrying him over his shoulder.
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Later, at their weekly meeting with Dumbledore
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"So," Dumbledore said, his light blue eyes twinkling. "Do you want to have one big Christmas ball, or two smaller balls, one at the end of the year, and one at Halloween?
"Two!" Hermione quickly said, her voice full of excitement.
"Whatever she said." Draco added, voice void of anything.
"Okay, so can we make the Halloween ball a Masquerade ball? Please?"Hermione pleaded.
"That is for you and Mr. Malfoy to decide, Miss Granger."
"Okay! We will begin planning that one tonight. I will make a list of things we need from Hogsmeade, and bring it to you to check, and then make fliers for each of the House's bulletin, and do-" Hermione was cut off, by Draco's hand on her mouth.
"I'm sorry. You were just going to ramble all night if I let you go on, Hermione." Draco said, then looked at Dumbledore, and said, "I will take her back to our commons, if you need us for anything, just let us know by owl, okay?" then pulled Hermione up, to take her back to their dormitories.
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Common Room
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"You go to sleep, okay, Hermione? You were up super early this morning, and if you slept anything like I did, you have got to be exhausted." Draco reasoned.
"Okay. But, do I get a goodnight kiss?" Hermione asked.
"Yes. Come here." He said, then motioned to his lap. She sat down, and he leaned in to kiss her. They then shared a little snog, right before going to sleep.