My First Kiss

Chapter 4: Old Friendships Paused; New Ties Connected

Hello! In this chapter there are some things I just HAVE to say:

First… FRED IS STILL VERY MUCH ALIVE! I know some of you (I guess) might not like this, considering how Fred… (I don't want to write what happened… I guess it's very obvious, and I do not want to spoil) but I just want to say that this is my plot and my storyline. I don't actually have to follow the Harry Potter series.

Second… I am introducing a new character called Julia Quell, an OC who, in the story, is Fred's girlfriend. This is actually my close friend's OC and this is also her real name (except for the last name) and she asked me if she can be in one of my fanfics… THIS IS FOR YOU JULIA!

Third… I want you to REVIEW! Well, I've always had this dream wherein I write my fifth chapter and there are about forty reviews or more. I really want to reach my goal. Therefore, I have to work extra hard…

I really hope you like this story and thanks for everything!

DISCLAIMER: I THEREFORE CLAIM THAT NOTHING IS MINE!

"Are they officially a couple?"

"You mean Draco and Hermione? Uh… no way."

"No, I really bet that they're a couple now!"

"I've heard that they were found kissing in the hallways at night."

"You mean, in their head duties?"

"Well, yeah, obviously!"

"Oh… lucky girl."

"I know."

Hermione walked quickly, quickening her pace with each step she took. Ever since that prat, Draco, made them official, rumours were spreading quickly. Of course, Hermione hated it. She wanted this Voldemort-free year to be the most peaceful year ever. But no, she had to climb that wall and crash onto Draco Malfoy's kissable lips. And isn't it a coincidence?

'Obviously not,' thought Hermione, making her way through a crowded room full of whispers and murmurs. 'Where the heck is Ginny when you need her?'

She finally found Ginny after all the pushing and shoving, but Hermione frowned when she saw that Ginny was calming an angry Weasley down. Yeah… Ron Weasley. Ron was just standing there with Harry, ranting about purebloods and 'sneaky Slytherins.'

'I'm dead!' thought Hermione, kicking herself mentally in the head. She was about to run away when Harry looked her way. Hermione froze like a statue, staring at Harry as he gently nudged Ron's arm.

Ron gave Harry an annoyed glance, but when he saw what Harry was looking at, Ron's eyes widened.

"Hermione!" he called angrily.

'Run!' Hermione told her legs.

Hermione ran, pushing people out of her way and mumbling a sorry whenever she did. To her, this mess started with that deal. No… it started with that bloody prat.

"Sorry!" Hermione said again, after she accidentally pushed down a Ravenclaw girl who looked ready to hex her.

Hermione looked back and saw Harry and Ron trying to catch up with her. But the massive wave of people was just too hard to pass through.

"Hermione!" Ron called again, trying to catch her attention. But all Hermione did was look forward and just push and walk.

Push and walk.

Push and walk.

Push and walk.

This became a routine for Hermione until she got out of the crowd, panting heavily and running away.

She didn't notice that she bumped into someone.

Bill Weasley.

"Hello, Professor Weasley, nice to see you today!" Hermione said quickly, bowing her head and trying to speed away as quickly as she could.

"Oh hello, Hermione. I take it that you and Malfoy are an item now? It's the whole new thing, even between us professors," said Bill, with a gentle smile. Hermione paused for a moment.

"Uh… yeah. I guess."

Bill smiled. "It's nice to see that. Well, I must be going now. The fifth years are waiting for me. Bye, Hermione!"

Hermione waved at Bill. "Bye! Send my love to Fleur and Victoire!"

"I will." Bill said with a grin.

Hermione, forgetting that she wasted time, ran faster, not wanting to be caught by Ron and Harry. Especially Ron.

She looked left and right for anyone.

"Whoa, whoa, slow down, love."

Hermione stopped abruptly, causing herself to almost trip.

Looking at him, she hissed, "Malfoy."

Draco gave a cheeky grin. "My, my, isn't my girlfriend happy to see me."

Hermione charged at him. "Because of you, people are now making rumours!"

"So? Let them say whatever they want."

"Even the professors know about us!"

"Okay, that's awkward. But they won't care anyways."

"Because of you, Harry and Ron want to strangle me!"

Draco looked at Hermione for a minute. She looked at him angrily, but he was sure that she was about to cry. He pitied her for a moment, but he shook himself out of it.

Hermione can't take it anymore. She didn't care if she would die.

"And don't say I have poop coloured eyes! That won't change anything!" she screamed at him, punching his chest with every word. "Damn you, damn you, damn you!" she screamed again, causing Draco to look at her with a feeling of regret and guilt.

"Hermione, there you are!" yelled Harry. Hermione quickly looked at him.

Harry's glasses were leaning to the left and his hair was messy. He had a relieved look on his face that covered the feeling of worry.

Ron pretty much looked like Harry, minus the glasses, but his emotion was different. His face was red with anger and humiliation. Hermione never liked that look. Everyone knew how easily Ron can blow his top.

"What are you doing with the Malfoy?" asked Ron, raising his voice.

Not knowing what to say, Hermione just looked at him. Her throat suddenly felt dry an she felt like she couldn't say anything at all. Beside her, Draco was just looking at them, his eyes in slits.

Suddenly, the bell rang, and a relieved Hermione sprang into action already walking to her next class, ignoring the calls directed to her. Draco jogged to keep up and nudged her arm lightly.

"Granger… are you okay?" he asked.

Hermione stared up into the silver eyes she admired.

Then, she shook her head.

"Damn it!" yelled Hermione, throwing her book far across the room. She was having a big tantrum in the Head's dorm. Luckily, Draco wasn't back yet. She sat slumped on her desk, a paper and a quill in front of her. Slowly, she took the quill and began to write…

Dear Fred and George,

How's the shop doing? I just wanted to say hi and… I'm not feeling so good. Care to cheer me up with a joke?

Love,

Hermione…

Hermione rechecked the letter and rolled it delicately. Making sure that no one saw her, she went to the Owlery, wanting to send her letter. She always counted on Fred and George's jokes to make her feel better. It was her medicine.

She looked at the owls around her.

She chose one with a sheer white coat and stared into its big, curious eyes. She then attached the letter to the owl. "To Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, it's for Fred and George," said Hermione, setting it free. She watched as the owl flew elegantly, braving the wind.

'It's getting colder' thought Hermione, hugging herself. She shivered as she made her way back to the dorm, still making sure that no one was around.

She was surprised to find Draco taking a nap on the sofa, looking peaceful.

Curiously, she went towards his sleeping figure and began to stare at him. She looked at his closed eyes and his blonde hair. She watched his jaw line and looked at his face closer. She felt herself being pulled closer and closer to him. To his lips.

"Cooo!"

Hermione stumbled backwards clumsily. The owl suddenly barged in, bringing her a reply. Eagerly, Hermione unrolled it waiting for one of the twins' funniest jokes.

Dear Hermione,

Hullo. This is Julia Quell. I am sure that you remember me. I help Fred and George with the shop, if you did forget. Sorry, but Fred and George aren't currently here and they are busy. Sadly, I'm not as good as them when it comes to telling jokes, so all I can assure you now is that I will listen to whatever problem you have. DON'T BE AFRAID TO TELL ME!

Love,

Julia

P.S You've got a very efficient owl.

Hermione smiled. Of course, how can she not remember Julia? Julia was the statuesque girl that helped out in the shop. Hermione used to tease her about Fred, who she seemed to admire.

She grinned at the letter. She smiled for the very first time that day. And it felt good.

Draco was still sleeping soundly, without a care in the world. Slowly, she got up, wanting to write back. Suddenly, Draco pulled her wrist, his eyes still closed. Hermione tried to break free, but his grip was tight.

"I'm sorry." He said with his eyes still closed and his hand on her wrist. Kneeling on the floor, Hermione stayed still and silent, staring at the wall.

Did he just say… sorry?

As Draco began to relax, he loosened his grip and Hermione slid out of it.

Watching Draco sleep again, she brushed away some of his hair that was covering his face. Then, pulling a blanket over him, she smiled.

And it felt so good.

"Please… please… review now…" begged Hermione.

Draco laughed. "They only listen to me, Granger."

Then, looking at the people, he said to them,

"All hail me, your king, and review now!"

As everyone bowed down and typed on their keyboards, clicking the review button, Hermione watched enviously. Without thinking, she picked up Draco's brush and threw it at his head.

HAHAHA! Hoped you liked that! But seriously, review…

And now answers to your reviews!

TheOneWhoNeverWrites: Hope you like this chapter!

MMH: My dear, the answers are in Chapter 3… But thanks for liking the plot anyways! :P

CheshireCat23: I'm glad you LMAO-ed… :P and yes I love Draco's compliments…

Sensula: Haha… I just really want to show that Draco's a vain guy. He is, right?

Foolish-Traveller: Thank you for liking my story! And great use of your words!

MortalInstrumentsObsessed: Of course! And I can see that you really like Mortal Instruments. I'm waiting for the fifth book now; I just finished reading the fourth one…

Krista04: Yeah… I know! I'll try my best, but it's not that easy to juggle school life, writing and club meetings at the same time, so pray for me… ;)

Nemzita: glad you liked it!

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Criminalminds97: Yes… Draco and his hair are never going to separate… well, unless if a tragedy left him bald… I don't even want to imagine it!

Annyg: It's okay… things will be cleared in the next chapter!

Anyways, I just want to say that I really enjoy writing this story and I hope you enjoy it too! Thanks for everything!

Hugs and kisses! MWAH!

P.S. : DID YOU LIKE THE CHARACTER OF JULIA? MORE OF HER TO COME! (IF YOU DON'T MIND)