Try Not To Think About Yesterday
Chapter Three
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Harry Potter. As I was writing this chapter, I was listening to the song "Linger," by The Cranberries.
Flashback Cont'd-Hogwarts-Hermione & Draco
Hermione snuck back into her dorm and was grateful that the Fat Lady had fallen asleep. As she walked through the Common Room, she was relieved to see that Seamus was no longer on the couch. She felt a little guilty for leaving him there and taking off with Draco, but what was she supposed to do? Seamus had been as drunk as a skunk. When she was in her room, Hermione undressed and changed into a nightgown. She climbed into her bed, but was too keyed up to sleep. She couldn't believe what had just happened with Draco. When they became friends, she never imagined it would lead to this. Hermione tried to push the thought out of her head, but she couldn't stop thinking of how caring Draco was when he found out it was her first time and the way it felt in his arms. His tender touch… Why did something that was so wrong feel so right?
Draco made it back to his dorm without incident. As he removed his dress robes, he caught a whiff of Hermione's perfume and it made him smile. This night had been amazing and he still couldn't get over that Hermione gave herself to him. He thought about how beautiful she was and how she trusted him. Draco hated that he was not going to see her for approximately two weeks. A weird feeling of foreboding came over him as he remembered that Astoria and her family were going to be staying at Malfoy Manor. He dreaded the thought of having to entertain Astoria over the holidays. It still boggled his mind that this virtual stranger was going to become his wife. Draco climbed into his bed and his mind turned back to Hermione. He couldn't stop thinking about her. Deep down he knew what they were doing was wrong, but when he was with Hermione, she made him forget about everything else.
The following morning arrived quickly. Hermione only had a few hours of sleep, but she woke up feeling refreshed. When she went into her bathroom for a quick shower, she looked at her reflection in the mirror over the lavatory. She knew it was silly, but she always wondered if she would look different after losing her virginity. As she looked into the mirror, she smiled because she still looked the same, but she was definitely not the same inside. A part of her wanted to tell Ginny, but Gin would never understand. This was something that would stay between her and Draco.
Hermione's bags had already been magically transported onto the train, so when she was dressed, she made her way to the Common Room. She was met by Ginny and they walked to the platform together. Ginny chattered about how fun the Ball was and how everyone loved her dress. Hermione listened, nodded, and smiled. When they arrived at the platform, she spotted Seamus and Dean. When Seamus saw Hermione, he walked up to her and had a sheepish expression.
"Hermione, I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am for last night. The last thing I remember is dancing with you and then I woke up in our Common Room. Thanks for getting me away from the Ball before McGonagall caught me. Some Hufflepuff overdid it with spiking the punch! All I can say is thank Merlin for hangover potions," he told her as soon as she was within earshot.
"It's fine Seamus. Let's just say it was a memorable evening," Hermione replied with a small smile and thought about Draco. As she said this, she saw Draco walking by with Blaise Zabini. He caught her eye and nodded. She gave a slight nod back and her heart felt as if it was going to beat out of her chest. She could feel a slight blush coming on and hoped no one noticed.
Draco was really starting to become aggravated because of the way he and Hermione had to treat each other in front of their peers. He knew what they'd agreed to, that no one could know just how close their friendship was, but would it be so bad if they sat together on the train, as friends? Draco's heart also started beating faster when he saw her and immediately he thought about the night before. He couldn't stand that Seamus was speaking to her. Again, the rational side of his personality knew he had no right to feel this way. There was no way he and Hermione could be together. But why did it feel so right when they were? It took every bit of self-restraint he had to walk past her, pretending that they were nothing more than casual acquaintances. As they boarded the train, he could feel Blaise looking at him. When they found an empty compartment and settled in, Blaise's head was cocked and he was still staring at Draco.
"What the hell Zabini? Did I suddenly grow horns or something?" Draco asked with his trademark smirk.
Blaise chuckled and slowly shook his head. "No, nothing different about that ugly mug of yours. What's going on with you and Granger? She could barely look at you and she was turning pink. Uh huh, all those late nights studying. I know you too well Draco, you wouldn't be spending that much time with a bint just to go over homework. I must admit I can't blame you, Granger is rather fetching."
"Granger isn't some random bint. She's one of the most intelligent witches I've ever encountered and yes, she is attractive," Draco replied in a tight voice. Damn that Blaise Zabini. Leave it to him to figure out that there was something between him and Hermione.
"No reason to get your knickers in a twist mate. Like I said, I don't blame you for having a fling with Granger. You better get it while you can, because your arse is off the market when you graduate from Hogwarts. Are Astoria and her family staying at the Manor for the holidays?" Blaise asked. Blaise had found out about Astoria after Draco got tired of him trying to set him up with different girls.
Draco raked a hand through his hair and sighed. "Blaise, you can't say anything about Granger to anyone, especially Pansy. I'm begging you to keep this quiet. If this gets out, her reputation is ruined and I don't even want to think about the reaction of my parents."
"Whoa, this sounds more than some casual fling. Dray, do you have feelings for her?" Blaise asked and his eyebrows rose when Draco silently nodded. "What are you going to do? You know that you won't be able to see her when Hogwarts ends."
"You think I don't know all that Blaise? I know it's wrong, but I can't stay away from her. We still have a few months until school ends. Who knows? Granger might hate me by that time," Draco joked weakly.
Blaise let out a low whistle. "I would not want to be in your shoes for anything in the world mate. I'm glad my mum isn't into that arranged marriage crap. Hell, she's too busy working on husband #3, she doesn't have time to find a wife for me," he chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood. He initially thought that he was going to give Draco a bit of gentle ribbing for being friends with Granger. Blaise never imagined that his friend had fallen for the pretty Gryffindor.
"So can I count on you not to say anything?" Draco asked.
"Of course Dray. I'll take this to the grave," Blaise said solemnly. Draco nodded and he knew that his friend wouldn't betray his confidence. They had been friends for a long time and had been through a lot together.
Draco was about to say something else when Pansy walked into the compartment. She plopped down next to Blaise and looked at the two young men. "Did I interrupt something? Oh, wait a second I know what this is all about," she said smugly.
For a fleeting moment, Draco thought that one of Hogwarts biggest gossips had found out about him and Hermione. He was relieved when Pansy asked if they were talking about all of the guys who had gotten so drunk at the Ball the night before. Blaise gave him a small smile and began to talk to Pansy as Draco pretended to listen, but his mind was on Hermione.
Thankfully Hermione's ride back to King's Cross station wasn't nearly as intense as Draco's conversation with Blaise. She was sharing a compartment with Ginny, Luna, and Neville. Ginny was talking about Harry and speculating if she was going to get engaged over the holidays. Hermione absently listened to Ginny's chatter and looked out of the window at the passing scenery. She had her own fleeting thoughts at the moment. She couldn't help thinking that maybe this was just a one-time thing with her and Draco. Probably when they'd return from the holidays, whatever was happening between them would fizzle out. Despite all this, Hermione couldn't stop thinking about how much she enjoyed being with him. It wasn't just a physical attraction; Draco was unlike any guy she'd met before. They were so compatible. She was shaken out of these thoughts when Ginny addressed her directly.
"Earth to Hermione, you look like you're a million kilometers away," Ginny said and giggled.
"I'm sorry Gin, I was thinking about an assignment. What were you saying?" Hermione asked.
"Could you stop thinking about school for a few seconds? I've never known someone to study so much. Anyway, I was saying that it would be fun to get together in London one night on our break. I was telling Luna and Neville, along with you that I'll send an owl with the details," Ginny replied as she scrutinized her friend. She noticed that Hermione had been quiet for most of the train ride; she just sat with a serene smile on her face and stared out of the window. There was something different about Hermione's demeanor, it was very subtle, but Ginny was a very astute witch. There was no way Hermione was thinking about an assignment that intensely.
"That sounds fun Gin. I'll look out for your owl," Hermione said as the train slowly came to a stop. They had arrived at King's Cross station.
"Okay. We'll talk more when you come to the Burrow for Christmas," Ginny answered as everyone got up to leave the train.
When they descended from the train, Harry was waiting. Ginny jumped into his arms and gave him a huge kiss. Hermione smiled as she watched this. One would think that Ginny hadn't seen Harry in months, but they had just been together the night before at the Ball. Ron stood off to the side and gave Hermione a small salute.
As soon as Ginny was done with Harry, Hermione gave him and Ron a hug before she left to find her parents, who were picking her up. As she walked away she told them that she would see them soon at the Burrow. As Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and they started to walk away, she looked back at Hermione. Ginny wondered what was going on with her friend.
Draco's mother Narcissa was there to greet him when he arrived at the station. As he walked up to her, Narcissa moved aside and there was Astoria. The young girl smiled and waved to him. Draco put on what he hoped was a convincing smile on his face. This was totally unexpected.
"Darling, look who wanted to surprise you!" Narcissa exclaimed as she motioned towards Astoria.
"This certainly is a surprise. How have you been Astoria?" Draco asked politely. Astoria was a truly beautiful girl, with her lustrous dark brown hair that was coiffed to perfection, and green eyes. Her makeup was expertly applied and her suit, almost identical to the one Narcissa was wearing, showed off her slim physique. As lovely as she was, Draco felt nothing when he looked upon her.
"Très magnifique Draco! You're looking well," Astoria replied as she looked him over. She hadn't been too thrilled about having to spend the holidays with the Malfoys, but as she took in Draco's good looks maybe it wouldn't be so bad. He seemed to be taller and broader in the shoulders since the last time she'd seen him over a year ago.
In all honesty, Astoria was about as happy as Draco when she found out that her parents and his had arranged a marriage between them. She knew it was coming but she held out a bit of hope that perhaps she would've been able to find someone on her own. Since that wasn't going to happen, Astoria decided to make the best of the situation. At least she wasn't being married off to someone much older. She shuddered inwardly when she thought about one of her classmates at Beauxbatons. The girl had to marry a man who was almost 40 years older than she is, so Astoria was thankful that Draco was only two years older.
"Oh, don't you two look adorable! Come, come, let's get back to the Manor, we have lots to do," Narcissa said as she looked at her son and Astoria. She walked briskly to the apparation area that was located around a corner while Draco and Astoria followed her.
Just before Draco rounded the corner, he looked back towards the station and saw Hermione. She gave him a small smile and then turned to meet her parents. His heart caught as he smiled back and for a moment, he thought about ditching his mother and Astoria. He knew that would've been crazy, so he sighed and pasted a fake smile on his face as he caught up to them at the apparation point.
Hermione watched from a distance, seeing Draco being greeted by his mother and Astoria. How she could ever think that she could compete with a pureblood beauty like Astoria Greengrass, she thought as she took in the younger girl's perfect hair and makeup, and immaculate clothes. Even from where she was standing, Hermione's trained eye could see that Astoria's outfit was from one of the best wizard designer houses, just from the cut and fit. She was about to turn away to go to where her parents were waiting, when Draco turned and looked at her. Her heart began to pound quickly and she gave him a small smile. She couldn't describe it, but she was strangely relieved when Draco smiled back. For that brief moment, it was as if they were the only two people in the station, both of them not even beginning to fathom the connection that existed between them.
Hearing her name being called, Hermione walked over to her parents. They hugged her tightly and then they left the station. As Hermione rode back with her parents to their home, she answered their questions about school, but her mind kept drifting back to Draco.
The next few days were excruciating for Draco as he pretended to be interested in Astoria's musings about Beauxbatons and latest fads for young witches. He was so relieved when she and her family left a few days after Christmas. They were going to a ski resort in the Alps, which was owned by Astoria's mother's family. Astoria had begged Draco to join them, but he was able to fend her off by saying he had a huge Potions assignment due when he returned to school. She gave him her prettiest pout which would've turned other wizards into puddles of mush, but it had no effect on Draco. Astoria was disappointed but figured it would be better once Draco wasn't distracted by schoolwork. As far as she was concerned, they would have many more times to get to know each other. She remained optimistic, yet Astoria couldn't help thinking of the slight possibility that Draco just might not be attracted to her. Whenever she tried to have a conversation he was polite, yet she could sense that he was distant, as if his mind was focused on something else. She quickly tossed that idea out of her head, musing that she was overreacting. As she and her family left Malfoy Manor, her mind turned to what she was going to do once they arrived at the resort. She couldn't wait to hit the different shops with her mother and Daphne.
Draco was in a much better mood now that Astoria was gone. He was alone in the house, except for a few house elves. His parents had left for their villa in Italy to ring in the New Year there. They had wanted Draco to accompany them, but he gave them the same excuse about a school assignment. He was relieved when they seemed to accept that and didn't question him further.
He wondered if he should send an owl to Hermione; he really wanted to see her. It still bothered him that she had to see him with Astoria at the train station. Draco had no idea how he was going to handle this. Astoria was going to be his wife and he couldn't stand the thought of it. Why did Hermione have to be a muggleborn? It was all so unfair; the dated traditions of pureblood families. Who said he had to marry a pureblood witch? Who started all of these stupid pureblood social conventions? Deep down he knew that it was useless to question all of this and it was easier to go along with it, but it was so fucking unfair. Hermione was all he could think about. Maybe it was a lust thing and they would end up hating each other, who knows? But Draco wanted to know what it was like to have a choice. He wanted to be in charge of his destiny, not his parents or the Greengrasses.
As his mind processed this, there was a knocking on his bedroom window. He smiled when he recognized Blaise's owl. He let the bird in, giving it access to water. He fed it a few treats while he retrieved the message. When he opened the note and read it, Draco smiled.
Dray!
Bored out of my mind! How about checking out Potent, the dance club in Diagon Alley with me tonight? My mum took off for Paris this morning with her latest beau, so I have the house to myself. Bring Astoria, this would give you a chance to hang out away from the parents.
B.
Draco shook his head and chuckled as he scribbled a reply:
Blaise,
I'm flying solo too. Parents and Astoria are gone. I'll tell you about that when I see you. Potent sounds great. Shall I meet you at your house at about 7:30 pm?
D.
After sending this message, Draco went downstairs to have a glass of water. About 10 minutes later, there was a pecking on the kitchen window. He let Blaise's owl in and unfastened the reply.
This is working out better than I thought! 7:30 sounds good, we can grab dinner and then head to the club.
Later,
B.
With his parents, as well as Astoria being gone, Draco felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. He actually did work on his assignment that was due when they returned to Hogwarts. It was almost completed when he noticed the time and saw that it was almost 6 pm. He put his homework aside and prepared for his evening out with Blaise. He couldn't describe it, but Draco felt a tingle of anticipation as he got ready. He was really looking forward to this.
Hermione split her time with her parents and friends for the Christmas holidays. She spent a quiet Christmas Eve with her parents. Her mother prepared a roast with all of the trimmings, which was one of Hermione's favorite meals. They exchanged gifts afterwards and then watched a Christmas special on the telly. It was all very calm and relaxing, but Hermione's mind kept getting distracted by thoughts of what Draco was doing at the moment.
She spent Christmas Day at the Burrow and it was a scene of complete bedlam, but Hermione loved it. There was always so much happening and all of the family was there, even Charlie Weasley who spent most of his time in Romania working with dragons. Lavender was there too, and was in good spirits. She no longer shot dirty looks towards Hermione; she finally accepted that Hermione was a friend of the Weasley family and would probably always be a part of their lives.
The day was spent indulging in Molly's amazing spread of food and opening gifts. Ginny's speculation about becoming engaged was correct; Harry proposed to her after they had lunch. Hermione wiped away a few tears as she watched Ginny accept Harry's ring and Harry pulled her into his arms. She smiled when she turned and saw Lavender wipe away a few tears too. Lavender actually gave her a small smile in return. As Hermione congratulated the happy couple along with everyone else, she couldn't help thinking if she would ever receive a proposal like that. Definitely not from Draco, her conscience nagged. Hermione sucked it up and pushed that thought from her head. She enjoyed the rest of the day and it wasn't until she was in bed later that evening that she allowed her thoughts to roam back to Draco.
She had completed her assignment for school and spent the next few days catching up on her reading. Hermione also sketched a few designs and completed a few outfits. She daydreamed about maybe having her own shop one day. Hermione filled her days with sewing and books. This kept her mind occupied, so she didn't dwell on a certain someone.
A few days after Christmas, she heard a knocking on the living room window of her parents' home. It was Ginny's owl, Petunia, a gift from Harry. Hermione let the small white owl in and gave it a few treats as she read the message.
Hermione,
We're getting together at the club Potent in Diagon Alley tonight. There's a bunch of us meeting at Grimmauld Place at 7:00 pm. We're having dinner and then we'll hit the club. I'm not taking no for an answer! Make sure you wear one of your hottest outfits and I'll see you!
Xxoo,
G.
Hermione chuckled when as she wrote out her reply. When Ginny had first mentioned going out to a club, she wasn't too thrilled, but now Hermione found that she was looking forward to going out. It was going to be fun getting out of the house and hang out with friends outside of school.
Later, Hermione sighed as she looked over her appearance in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. Wearing a short fitted long-sleeved black body-con dress with sheer overlays and black peep-toe heels, she wondered if maybe the dress was too risqué. She and Ginny had seen a dress like it in a muggle magazine a few weeks before. It was a simple design and Hermione was able to put it together easily. Gin had told her that it would look great on her frame and Hermione had to agree that it did accentuate her curves. She had decided to wear her hair down and liked the way it fell in smooth rivulets down her back. Her makeup was light but she accentuated her eyes a little more, the way Ginny had for the Ball. Hermione pulled on her coat and picked up a small clutch as she left her bedroom. She said goodbye to her parents and told them not to wait up since she was spending the night with Ginny. Mr. and Mrs. Granger nodded and told her to have a nice time.
She went to an alley near her parents' home and made sure no one was around as she apparated to Grimmauld Place. When she arrived, Hermione was surprised to see a houseful of her friends. She waved to Luna and Neville as she walked into the dining room. She also saw that Seamus, Dean, and his date Pavarti Patil were joining them for the evening too. Hermione felt a small pit of disappointment as Seamus waved happily to her. It was quite obvious that they were all meant to be paired off. She knew Ginny had set this up and meant well, so she would have to make the best of it.
"Hey Hermione, you look great! I saved a seat for you. This is going to be so much fun. Have you ever been to Potent?" he asked as Hermione sat next to him.
"Thanks Seamus. No, this will be my first time at Potent," she replied and smiled at everyone at the table, including Ginny and Harry, and Lavender and Ron.
"Brilliant, it'll be my first time there too. Look, I want to make it up to you after I was such a drunken slob at the Ball. I promise, I'm staying away from the alcohol," Seamus chuckled.
Hermione had to laugh. "It's okay Seamus really, but thanks." She watched as Seamus joked with everyone at the table and they all laughed. Why couldn't she fall for someone like him? It would be so much easier.
The dinner was very enjoyable and went well. Everyone was in good spirits as they left for Diagon Alley. Hermione was determined to have a nice time tonight.
Draco and Blaise had dinner at one of the more upscale restaurants in Diagon Alley, an Italian restaurant called Salvatore's. He enjoyed his meal with Blaise, but Draco's mind wandered as he looked at the other diners. It was mainly couples and most of them looked as if they were having a romantic dinner. He couldn't help thinking what it would be like to take Hermione out to a place like this. He knew it wasn't possible, but it was nice to think about it.
As the young men dined, Draco told Blaise how he had absolutely nothing in common with Astoria. Blaise lent a sympathetic ear and silently thanked Merlin that he was not in Draco's place. He never would've imagined Draco would be in such a predicament, having to marry a witch he barely knows, and then goes and falls in love with a muggleborn witch. His friend was truly in a quandary to which he had no immediate solution.
"Draco, why don't you try not to think about this tonight? Let's go have a few drinks at Potent and enjoy the view," Blaise said after listening to Draco pour his heart out.
"You're right. I apologize for burdening you with my problems," Draco replied.
"No worries mate. I'm always there if you need to talk," Blaise said.
"Thanks man, I appreciate it," Draco answered as he grabbed the check.
"Hey, you don't have to pick up the tab," Blaise protested but Draco held up his hand.
"You can get it next time," Draco said and smiled as he placed enough money for the meal and a generous tip on the table. Their waiter nodded and thanked them, wishing them a pleasant evening.
"Will do. Thanks Dray. Ready to head to Potent?" Blaise asked with a grin.
"Yeah, let's hit it," Draco said as they walked out of the restaurant.
Hermione and her friends walked into Potent at about 9:30 pm and there was already a crowd. As she looked around, Hermione figured this must be the latest hangout for the younger generation of wizards and witches in London. She recognized a few faces and waved as she and her party made their way to an empty table Ginny had spotted. She felt Seamus' hand on her back as they walked through the crowded room and she tried not to flinch away. Did Seamus think that they were now a couple? Hermione knew that she was going to have to take care of this because she definitely did not want to give Seamus the impression that she was now his girlfriend. It would be so unfair to him if she went along with this, especially since she viewed him only as a friend.
As soon as they were seated, a waitress came to the table and took their drink orders. As they waited, Ginny asked if anyone wanted to hit the dance floor with her. Hermione and the other young women joined her and danced to the latest Weird Sister's hit as the wizards watched. Hermione had no idea how closely she was being scrutinized.
Draco and Blaise had arrived at Potent at about 20 minutes past 9 pm. They were both surprised when they saw that there was a decent crowd. The young men were able to find a table and ordered drinks as they watched the action on the dance floor. When the waitress brought their drinks, Draco took a sip of his and scanned the room. He almost spit his drink out when he saw Hermione walk in with Seamus. He set his drink down on the table and watched stonily as Seamus led Hermione to a table, his hand on her back. Blaise followed his friend's gaze and sighed.
"Dude, do you want to go? There's nothing you can do about this. Maybe it's better this way. You should just make a clean break and move on," Blaise said.
"I'm not going anywhere. Blaise, she's so not into Seamus Finnegan. The night of the Ball she left Finnegan in Gryffindor's common room to be with me. It's all a farce," Draco replied as he continued to stare at Hermione.
"Wait a second. What happened the night of the Ball? Did something more happen than a heavy makeout session?" Blaise asked.
Draco raised his eyebrows and smirked.
"No freaking way. You and Granger did the deed the other night? Damn, no wonder you're so uptight seeing her with Finnegan," Blaise said as he shook his head in disbelief. He thought that Draco and Hermione were just in the kissing and heavy petting stage; it blew him away that she and Draco had actually had sex.
Blaise also had to admit that Draco was probably right about how Hermione felt about Seamus because even from a distance, he could tell from Hermione's stiff posture that she wasn't comfortable with Seamus' hand on her back. "Well, it isn't as if you can go over there and claim her."
"No, we just have to meet in secret at Hogwarts like we're criminals. Damn it to hell Blaise, it's so hard to watch this. I want to be with her and I know Hermione feels the same, I know she does," Draco said, frustrated.
"What're you going to do? Tell Lucius and Cissy that you want to date a muggleborn? Let me know how that goes," Blaise chuckled. He knew how strongly the Malfoy's felt about upholding pureblood traditions. If Draco went against their wishes, he also knew that there would be very unpleasant consequences.
A dark look came over Draco. "Maybe I will. I'm so sick of being under my father's thumb and living by his rules. How can they expect me to spend the rest of my life with someone I barely know and feel absolutely no connection?"
"I honestly don't know what to tell you Draco. I think you need to do some serious soul-searching and figure out what you want out of life. You do know that if you would go public with Hermione it is extremely likely that your family will disown you," Blaise stated.
Draco nodded. "That's exactly what would happen. It's so fucked up Blaise."
"Look, let's try to have some fun tonight. Your parents are out of town and so is my mum. Let's cut loose and forget about everything, even if it's just for a few hours. I've already spotted a witch. I suggest you do the same," Blaise said as he stood up to walk towards the bar.
Draco watched him walk away and decided Blaise was right, but it was going to difficult as all hell to watch Hermione with another guy. He sat for a few minutes and then saw Hermione on the dance floor with her friends. Merlin, does she have any idea of how gorgeous she is and what she is doing to me, Draco thought as he watched her throw her head back and laugh as she did a silly dance move. As he watched her, she turned and looked straight at him.
"Look, I can do the washing machine," Hermione as she gyrated. Her friends laughed and began to mimic her dance move. As she was spinning around, she saw Draco sitting at a table across from the dance floor. Her breath caught as their eyes met. She stopped dancing and told her friends that she was going to get a drink.
"Okay, but come back soon and show us some more of those muggle moves," Ginny said over the music and giggled.
Hermione smiled and nodded, but as soon as she was out of view from her friends, she let out the breath she had been holding. She couldn't believe Draco was here. A part of her was excited, yet her more sensible side knew that she just couldn't ditch Seamus and her friends. She walked back to the table and sat near Seamus, who grinned at her as she took a sip of her drink.
"Worked up a thirst out there, huh?" he asked.
Hermione nodded. "Sure did. I'm about to go back out there, but I need to powder my nose first. Excuse me Seamus."
"Sure Hermione. Save a few of dances for me," Seamus replied and kept grinning.
"You bet Seamus," Hermione said as she walked away from the table and searched for the ladies room.
Seamus watched her walk away and seemed to be mesmerized by the sway of her hips, along with quite a few other wizards as Hermione walked by. Dean looked at his friend and chuckled. Seamus looked at him.
"I can't help it mate. Hermione is truly dazzling."
Blaise was chatting up a blonde blue-eyed witch at the bar when Hermione walked by. His eyebrows raised when he saw Draco stand from the table and walk in the direction she was going in. This was definitely turning into an interesting evening.
Draco knew this was his chance to talk to Hermione alone. He stayed a few meters behind her and watched as she entered the ladies room. There was a dimly lit corridor near the restrooms so this was where he waited.
Hermione walked into the spacious ladies room and headed for the mirrors. She had to wait a few moments since there were plenty of other witches freshening up their makeup. As soon as there was an available space, she grabbed it and put her bag on the counter. She took her lipstick out and put on a fresh coat. She sighed and debated on what she was going to do next. Hermione decided that she was going to stay with her friends and if Draco would approach her, she would tell him hello and that was it.
This all changed when she walked out of the restroom and felt someone pull her into a nearby corridor. She was taken by surprise and wondered if it was one of her friends acting silly. She gasped when she saw who it was.
"Draco! What do you think you're doing? What if my friends see," Hermione hissed as he pulled her towards him, but she also felt a thrill of excitement run through her.
"Hermione, what do you say we get out of here?" Draco replied huskily in her ear and let his lips caress it.
"Draco, what am I going to tell my friends? You can't expect me to just leave them here," Hermione said.
"I don't know, just tell them you don't feel well. I really want to see you," Draco said as he looked at her with pleading eyes.
Hermione inwardly groaned. Her former resolve was gone as she looked into his eyes. She was torn; she really wanted to be with Draco, but she also did not want to bail on her friends. "Draco, what about Astoria? I thought she was spending the holidays with you and your family."
"Astoria and her family left a few days ago and my parents are at their villa in Italy. I'm alone Hermione," Draco said softly as he took one of her hands and stroked it softly.
Sighing and trying to ignore the pleasing sensation of Draco's sensual touch, Hermione gently moved his hand aside. "Okay, I'll go with you. I'm going to let my friends know and I'll meet you outside."
Draco nodded. "Great, I'll let Blaise know. See you in a few." Hermione nodded in reply and had started to walk away, when Draco called out to her. "Hermione, I'm really glad I met up with you tonight." She smiled and replied, "Me too Draco."
Hermione was a bundle of nerves and she took a few deep breaths to calm herself as she went over to where her friends were seated. When she arrived at the table, the girls were there too, taking a break from dancing. Seamus was giving her an expectant look and held out the chair next to his.
She gave him a small smile and leaned over the table, so everyone could hear her. "I think I'm going to call it a night. I feel a bit congested and I don't want to make anyone else sick, so I'm going to go home."
"Aw, Hermione. Are you sure? Stay a little bit longer, maybe you'll feel better," Ginny pleaded.
"Hermione, do you want me to take you home?" Seamus asked.
Merlin's bullocks, thought Hermione. She hadn't expected that! "I'll be fine Seamus. Stay and have a good time. Perhaps we'll be able to do this again." She mentally crossed her fingers and hoped he wouldn't insist on escorting her home.
"Are you sure? Because it's no trouble," Seamus replied. He was really disappointed that Hermione was leaving.
"I appreciate it Seamus, but I don't live far from here. I have my wand and I'm not afraid to use it," Hermione joked.
"I know you're a capable witch. Well, I suppose I'll see you back at school," Seamus said and chuckled, but inside he felt deflated. He had really looked forward to spending more time with Hermione.
"Have a nice evening and try not to have too much fun," Hermione said as she left and waved to her friends.
Ginny waved back and watched Hermione leave. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something was going on with her friend. Hermione was fine earlier when they were on the dance floor. Maybe she really was coming down with something or was it be possible that Hermione was seeing someone. No one else seemed to notice, but Ginny knew that Hermione was acting differently, as if she was hiding something.
Draco found Blaise at the bar, where he was still chatting up the blonde witch. Blaise waved him over and introduced him to the witch. Her name was Destiny and she was two years older than the young men. She worked as a secretary in the Department of Mystical Artifacts at the Ministry.
"It's nice to meet you Destiny. Do you mind if I borrow Blaise for a few minutes?" Draco asked.
"Sure. I'll be here. It was nice meeting you Draco," Destiny said, smiling as she sipped her drink.
As he took Blaise aside, Draco said, "She seems nice."
Blaise nodded. "She'll be even nicer when she comes home with me," he said and snickered.
Draco smirked. "I just wanted to let you know I'm taking off. I see that you're in capable hands, so I'll see you later."
"Wait, wait. You git. I saw you following Granger. Are you leaving with her?" Blaise asked, a little shocked but he knew how persuasive Draco could be when he wanted something.
Draco nodded. "Yeah, we're meeting outside as soon as she can get away from her friends."
"Real smooth, Dray. I hope you know what you're doing," Blaise replied.
"I know exactly what I'm doing. Have a good evening and thanks," Draco said.
"You're welcome. I'll talk to you later," Blaise said as he made his way back to Destiny. He knew Draco was capable of making his own decisions, but he couldn't help feeling that this was not going to end well. He forgot about Draco for a few moments when he focused on Destiny and she gave him a seductive smile over the rim of her glass. Draco wasn't the only one going home with someone tonight.
Draco headed for the exit. Once he left the club, he waited for Hermione. After a few minutes, he spotted her walking out. He saw her looking around for him and he walked over to her. She smiled when she saw him. Draco led her to an apparation point and brought them to Malfoy Manor.
Hermione looked around the room she and Draco had apparated into. As the feeling of disapparation wore off, she realized that they were in Malfoy Manor. She couldn't believe Draco had brought her there.
"Draco! I can't believe you brought me here!" she hissed.
"Hermione. Relax, we're the only ones here except for a few house elves. I figured this was better than some noisy club and we don't have to worry about anyone seeing us here," Draco replied and hoped she wasn't too upset.
"I guess you're right. It's so strange being here. Is it always this quiet?" Hermione asked as she rubbed her arms.
Draco nodded. "This is usually how it is unless we have a houseful of guests, which isn't that often these days."
Hermione walked over to a King Louis XV-style chair and ran her hand over the silky fabric. She suddenly felt out of place and nervous. She bit her bottom lip and glanced at Draco. He was watching her intently.
"Do you want to have a seat? Can I get you anything, a drink or something to eat?" Draco asked, remembering his manners. He could sense that Hermione was uncomfortable and he wanted to change that as soon as possible.
Hermione sat in the chair and shook her head. "I'm okay Draco, thanks."
Draco sat on a settee in the same style as the chair and covered in the same fabric. He smiled at Hermione and she gave him a small on in return. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Hermione started to laugh.
"I don't know what it is Draco, but I feel like I'm in McGonagall's office or something. Like I need to sit up straight and stare straight ahead!"
Draco chuckled. "The atmosphere of this room is pretty formal and stuffy. We don't use it very often." He stood up from the settee and extended a hand to Hermione. "Come," he said softly.
Hermione stood up and took his hand. He led her from the room and they ascended a grand spiral staircase. There were large portraits of Malfoy ancestors lining the walls. They were asleep and never noticed Draco and Hermione.
When they reached the top, Draco led her down a long hall and brought Hermione to his bedroom. As soon as they entered it, Hermione felt more comfortable. She could sense that this was where Draco was most at home in the huge mansion. This was his sanctuary, she thought as she took in the posters of quidditch stars from his favorite team. Hermione smiled when she saw the huge bookcase lining one wall of his spacious bedroom. Draco loved books as much as she did. As she looked around the room, she mused that her family's living room and kitchen could probably fit in it.
Draco stood near her and breathed in the heavenly scent of her light perfume. He couldn't believe that Hermione was in his bedroom. This evening was turning out to be so much more than he could've ever imagined. He watched as she unbuttoned her coat and laid it neatly on a chair near a dresser. Draco drank in her slim, yet curvy figure accentuated in the form-fitting dress. He swallowed a few times and then said, "That dress really looks great on you."
Hermione smiled and smoothed her hands over it. "Thanks, I was afraid maybe it was a bit short. I don't normally wear dresses like this, but I figured it was appropriate for a club." She winced inwardly and hoped she wasn't babbling too much.
Draco smiled back and pulled her to him. He kissed her softly and then buried his face in her neck, holding her tightly. "I'm so glad you're here, Hermione," he whispered.
"I am too Draco," she replied as she hugged him back. They stayed in this position for a few moments and then they made their way to the bed. Hermione kicked off her shoes as she sat on the edge of the king-sized bed. She ran her hands over the green silken coverlet; it felt soft and sumptuous under her hands. Hermione imagined it must've felt like sleeping on a cloud. Her thoughts were interrupted when Draco sat beside her and lightly brushed her lips with his. He tenderly grazed her cheek with his fingers and smiled.
"I hope you don't think I brought you here just so we can have sex," he said. When Hermione smiled back and shook her head, he spoke again. "We can just lay here and talk. I miss not seeing you every day."
"I missed you too Draco. It was a pleasant surprise to see you tonight, but I still feel a little bad for lying to my friends," Hermione replied as she found herself leaning into his touch. A part of her knew that she shouldn't be with him, but she couldn't help it. There was no two ways about it, she was unequivocally drawn to Draco.
"I hope you won't hold that against me and I know it was wrong of me to ask you to do that, but I just had to see you. I can't explain it Hermione; I need you," Draco said softly.
"I'm not that upset about it. Gin is trying to set me up with Seamus, so I was kind of relieved to make an excuse to leave. Seamus is a nice guy, but I'm not interested," Hermione replied, her heart racing as she mulled over Draco saying he needed her.
"Clearly you're not interested in Finnegan since you're here," Draco murmured and chuckled in her ear, kissing it softly.
"Shut up you git. I truly feel bad for Seamus," Hermione teased as she reveled in the feeling of his warm breath and lips on her ear.
"Don't tell me to shut up," Draco teased back as he playfully pushed her onto the bed and moved on top of her. He tried to kiss her, but Hermione giggled and playfully turned her head. Draco smirked as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them down into the mattress. Hermione turned towards him and her eyebrows were raised, wondering what he was doing. Draco took that opportunity to kiss her deeply and she could feel his erection as he pushed against her. After a few minutes, they came up for air, both them breathing heavily. As Hermione looked at him, Draco loosened his grip on her wrists and pulled her up against him.
Hermione held her breath as Draco removed her dress. He cast it aside and he stared at her, thinking about how gorgeous she when she was only clad in her underwear. He began to kiss her again as he unclasped the front of her bra and pushed it off of her shoulders. Hermione let out a soft moan as his hands made contact with her breasts. She ran her hands through his hair as he caressed them and continued to kiss her.
This was the last thing she expected to happen tonight, but she was glad. This was so wrong, but at this moment nothing mattered except that she was with Draco. With that, her hands moved to his chest. She was a little nervous and her hands were shaking slightly as she began unbutton his shirt. Draco moaned into her mouth when she rubbed his chest. He shrugged his shirt off and could barely contain his excitement as her hands moved to his pants, unbuckling his belt, and unfastening them. He had taken his shoes off before so he was able to slip his pants off easily. He gently pushed Hermione down so that she was laying beneath him. He loved the way her nipples felt against his bare chest. Breaking their kiss, he smiled at her.
"You are so beautiful Hermione."
"Draco, stop. You don't have to say that," Hermione replied and felt a blush rise to her cheeks.
"It's the truth," he said softly as his lips found hers again. He shivered slightly as her fingernails lightly grazed his back, and they moved against each other. Draco ran his hands over her supple curves as his mouth began to travel down to her neck, and made his way to her breasts.
Hermione closed her eyes as he lightly suckled her breasts. Her eyes opened when Draco moved away from them and began to trail kisses down her flat stomach, lovingly caressing her smooth skin as he went down. He looked up at her with a mischievous grin as he gripped one side of panties with his teeth and began to pull them down. When he was done, he held them up and looked at them with a smirk.
"Mm, who knew you wore such scanty lingerie. Black panties with an angel's face. You have no idea how turned on I am," he groaned.
Hermione reached down and ran her hand over the silky fabric of his boxer shorts, grazing the outline of his very erect penis. "Oh, I think I do Mr. Malfoy," she replied seductively as she pulled them down.
Draco quickly got rid of his boxers and returned to kissing her. He gently nudged her knees apart with his legs and settled atop her, his weight resting on his elbows. He aligned himself at her opening as he broke their kiss and looked at her.
"Are you ready for me love?" He silently recited a Contraceptive Charm.
Hermione nodded and gasped as he slowly entered her. Draco began to move forward, kissing her softly on her forehead, cheeks, and whispering in her ear, telling her how good she felt, how much he loved being inside of her.
Draco had to pace himself for he was about to burst. Making love to Hermione this time was even more intense than the night of the Ball. He tried to make slow even thrusts, but as his breathing became shallower and he felt a familiar stirring, he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back. He lost it when Hermione began to whimper, calling out his name as she found her release. Draco groaned as he said her name, spilling his seed into her.
Withdrawing slowly from her and casting a cleaning charm, Draco lay beside her, a part of him still not believing that Hermione was in his bedroom. He lifted her hand which was closest to him and kissed her palm, and smiled at her.
"That was exquisite love. What an unexpected and wonderful surprise this evening."
Hermione nodded and smiled back as Draco pulled her to him, so that her head was resting on his chest. She snuggled into him while he stroked her hair. This lulled her to sleep. As he began to drift off, Draco looked down at her as a single thought went through his head: there was no way he was giving her up.
Present Day-New Orleans
Elena sat back and looked at Hermione, her mouth slightly open in amazement. "Hermione, this is like something I'd see unfolding on one of those muggle soap operas my Maw-Maw is so fond of, but better!" she exclaimed softly.
"Good to know my past is so entertaining," Hermione replied wryly. At first it felt strange to recount the events that had led up to the present day to Elena, but the more she spoke, Hermione felt better. She looked around the restaurant and realized she and Elena were the only ones there. The staff had started cleaning up, preparing to close. "Damn, how long have I been talking? We're going to have to go."
"I'm not going to be able to rest until you finish this. What do you say we go to my apartment? I have an unopened bottle of wine and mounds of junk food," Elena said in a hopeful voice and grinned.
"Don't worry, I wasn't going to leave you hanging. Wine and junk food sounds wonderful," Hermione chuckled as they stood up to leave. She was about to get the check when Elena took it.
"Oh no. This one is on me tonight," Elena said as she pulled out the correct amount of muggle money. She also left a generous tip for their waitress, who was very gracious despite them lingering at the table until closing time.
They walked out of the restaurant and were greeted with the humidity still permeating the night air even though it was after 11:00 pm. As they walked back to La Place a' Passe-Partout, Hermione thought about all that she had told Elena so far. She decided that it was good to finally talk about it. She was dredging up memories she thought she had buried, but seeing Draco again brought it all back.
La Place a' Passe-Partout was only a few minutes away. When they arrived at Elena's apartment, they quickly settled in. Elena grabbed the wine and plastic cups, while Hermione raided her cabinets and fridge. They giggled as they made themselves comfortable on the couch in the living room, looking at the spread of different varieties of potato chips, candy, and other snacks.
As Elena poured the wine in the cups, Hermione helped herself to a bag of Doritos. Elena gave her an expectant look as she sank back into the couch with her cup of wine and a bag of strawberry Twizzlers. "I'm ready when you are. I do believe you were with Draco at his family's manor."
Hermione nodded and had a thoughtful look as she finished chewing her chip and chased it with a sip of wine. "That was some night. Okay, here goes the rest of the story," she said, taking a deep breath and releasing it before she continued.
Sorry for the delay, I hope you enjoy the update. There's still more to Hermione's story and she will continue to tell it in the next chapter.
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