Lust, Potions and a Veela
By: Aradia9
Summary: Draco is a Veela and finds out his mate is the worst kind. How will we swoon her? What will he do to find the love hidden inside her? (7th year and AU)
Bold Italics - Letters
Italics- Thoughts
Chapter 4 – It's our little secret.
Hermione walked down the hallway quickly, leaving Divination as quick as possible, before any questions were raised. She had actually had a vision during Divination, much to her annoyance because it was one she didn't want to have. Ron had been in an argument with her because she had been avoiding him recently, and not responding the same to his kisses and other things. The argument hadn't happened yet, but for the past two weeks she had been leaving the Gryffindor quarters to go see Draco. She was addicted to his body; it was second nature to want to be next to him. Not only that, but the classes she didn't have him she could hear his thoughts in her head. Most of the time about her or other pointless things, thinking something horrible about another student, he was still Draco after all. Heading down a flight of stairs, she could hear Ron calling after her finally and she swallowed down the knot in her throat. Standing on the staircase idly she waited for him to come down and meet her. His red hair was mussed as usual and had fallen to shade his sparkling eyes, cute indeed.
"I'm sorry Ron; I'm just a bit sidetracked is all. Did you want something?" It felt cold to say, even to her, but Ron was used to her apathetic nature about some things, even their relationship.
"Eh, nothing really. Just wanted to walk with you back to the common room is all." His husky voice implied more and she had to try and smile in order to appease him.
They continued on their way, making idle chit chat, they hadn't bothered to go off and find Harry because he would be too busy with Ginny. Hermione loved Ginny, but sometimes that girl was a down right tart and it irked her. Ginny and Harry had become some lovesick all star couple and frankly she wanted to smash both their heads together since they were always kissing. Ron didn't seem to mind too much because that meant Ginny didn't tag along after them anymore, which put him at ease. He still gave dirty looks to students who lusts the young red head, which was amusing to anybody who knew Ron. If you actually pictured Ron trying to be truly nasty, it was a funny sight indeed. His nature was to be self righteous in situations but to not actually be intimidated. Just like this moment, where he was telling a funny story about Fred & George, he was cute, fun boyfriend, not like the other one.
"Weasley! Granger! Off to go play patty-cake together?" Draco's voice permeated through their pleasant conversation and had only agitated Hermione now. Ron look flustered at the question and was shaking with rage to hit the foolish Slytherin, which she imagined might actually work better than a spell.
"Sod off Malfoy! The only thing you can patty-cake is your own palm." Hermione said venomously, it was second nature to be nasty to Draco, so when she saw his hurt face. She wanted to apologize but she didn't and continued on her way with Ron.
"That was cold…" She could hear him in her mind to see if she would respond to the mind link, but she cut him off immediately. She would not feel guilty after he continued to harass Ron and Harry along with herself constantly. Not that he could act out of character because that's just who Malfoy was, but she wouldn't stand it when it came to her best friends. Ron was still furious and walking with heavy feet, trying to crush the ground as if it was Malfoy. She wondered if Ron and Malfoy really got into a row who would actually win, she'd suppose Ron by force, Malfoy by magic.
"One day I'm going to take that Q-tip head and just shove his face into Buckbeak's droppings. Then we'll see who's laughing afterwards." Ron grumbled once more, standing beside Hermione as she spoke the password and the picture frame swung open.
"Ron, don't let him get to you. He doesn't mean anything and that Buckbeak comment is quite brilliant but also, very disgusting." Hermione's head swam with images and she tried to resist the urge to laugh and vomit, but it was funny.
Once they were back in the common room, Ron was still huffing about it and she was getting tired of it once again. Dropping her books on the table, she spun around and grabbed Ron's face, shutting him off with her mouth. Ron was mechanical for a moment and didn't respond until a few seconds in, his hand rushing under her shirt to caress her back. A genuine gasp escaped her and her arms slung around his arms as the kiss deepened, but it couldn't settle any farther as they heard voices coming into the common room. Ron look begrudged so he kissed her on the cheek and headed up to his dormitory, wanted to "blow off" some steam she let him go. Sitting down in a chair, she was about to skim through her book from Divination when Parvati entered the common room. Parvati looked as if she was worried about something and she set the book down.
"Parvati? Are you alright?" Concern laced her voice as she rose from the chair and went over to the young Indian girl who had become a good friend to her over the years.
"Hermione, how long have you been sneaking out at night?" Parvati had cut across any easy questions and had just stabbed her dead in the gut with the question. All air from her lungs seemed to have disappeared and she had no idea what to say.
"W-What are you talking about? I haven't done anything." Hermione didn't know what to say as she saw the wounded look on the girl's face. Parvati did not take to being lied to and would rather she would just be honest about it.
"Um… I've been going out to… See the Elves in the kitchen! I was making sure that they're still being treated right. I am founder of S.P.E.W." Hermione thought it sounded like a good alibi for the moment, but when she saw Parvati's face she wasn't so sure it was siding all that well.
"Hermione, no one goes out every night to go see Elves and comes back with hickies and love bites. Unless you have a serious passion for the wrong species, I doubt it's that." Parvati snickered some at the end of her statement, it was a funny comment to make. She was now picturing an Elf giving Hermione a hickey and started hysterical laughing.
Hermione knew she had been caught now and her heart was rushing through her chest, she couldn't say she was meeting Ron. Parvati had seen her leave the room alone she assumed because she wouldn't have kept it a secret then if it was Ron, everyone knew they were dating. She couldn't think of a lie so she had to come right out with it she supposed. Sighing, she looked around and then pulled out her wand; she might as well cast a spell. It was the only way to keep anyone from hearing their conversation; no one was allowed to know at all, nobody. Casting the charm she turns back to Parvati and takes a deep breath, this was not going to go well. Not at all.
"Alright if I tell you, you have to SWEAR not to tell a soul, alright?" Hermione looked at her pleadingly, she couldn't have people find out, and it would be too much. Harry and Ron would think he charmed her and try to get into a fight, too much drama for her.
"Okay Hermione, you act as if you've been sneaking out to go snog Draco Malfoy or something." Parvati laughed for a few moments and then she faced dropped when she saw Granger's face, gasping and shaking her head.
"Hermione! You're dating Ron! What are you doing getting off with that filthy Slytherin?" Parvati hissed in disbelief at the young Gryffindor. The girl had to be out of her mind to think that this would settle easily as a secret.
"Parvati please! Don't say anything. I have this sort of infatuation with him. I'm not really sure why. But it's not going to last too much longer. Just keep it as our little secret? Please?" Hermione was pleading again once more and becoming very aware of how annoying it really was to plead.
Parvati said nothing for a few moments and just watched her friend look hopeful at the trust to keep this a secret from the entire school. She was torn between her Gryffindor honor and the loyalty of being a friend and confidant, one had more precedent, and currently that was Hermione. Plus, she didn't feel like rushing into a big fight amongst her peers, sighing she nodded. Hermione was so overjoyed that she leaped into a hug and mumbled thanks, Parvati rolled her eyes. "It's our little secret, right?"
I hope everyone didn't think I was done with this story!! It's far from over! I'm just busy since I graduated HS. YAY! But, I have things in store for Hermione & Draco. Keep reading and reviewing!! - Aradia9