A/N: This is dedicated to Luna-Lovegood08 and anonymous reviewer: ;), the first people, excluding fish, to review this. Thank you my dears xD
And to my anonymous reviewer, in case you haven't yet noticed, they weren't making out, it was a dream!
Draco sat bolt upright and groaned. He looked at the clock and grimaced at the fact that it was 5 am.
At least I only have an hour until I need to be up!
With that thought in mind he stood up and walked to the bathroom, checking first of course that the Lounge was empty. The dream he had just had was only short yet it haunted him due to the sheer force of passion that dream him clearly had from dream Hermione.
Bloody subconscious. Why does it feel the need to turn my hatred in reality to bloody lust in my dreams!? That's all it is of course. Lust. Nothing but dream lust created by my warped imagination.
After having a nice long shower, just what he needed, he emerged from the bathroom fully clothed. Hermione was sat in the Lounge waiting for the bathroom. He said nothing as she walked past him and thankfully, she looked too tired to care.
When she came out she looked freezing and he had to admit it was surprisingly cold. For some strange reason, he felt sympathetic towards her.
"Coffee?" he offered, boiling the kettle.
"Do you even need to ask?"
A shiver shot up his spine and it had nothing to do with the wind that blew in through the open window. He recalled dream Hermione saying that this morning, though in a completely different context. Still, it was enough to make him so distracted that he spilt the boiling water onto his hand and the work surface.
Nice one.
Hermione jumped up and came to his side, wand in hand. She cast a spell to make the water disappear then turned to Draco. Before he could stop her, she grabbed his hand and ran her thumb over the red patch that was beginning to form, causing another shiver to course through his veins.
She placed her wand to his hand and muttered something. Immediately the sting disappeared, yet the tingling sensation remained.
"You should be more careful!" she said as Draco ripped his hand out of her grasp.
Oh now she is concerned?!
He picked up the kettle and walked to the sink to refill it.
"You're welcome!" Hermione muttered.
"Oh I'm sorry. Thank you Granger. Thank you for being a know-it-all so that you could help me in my time of need!" he sneered.
"Not sleeping well?" she raised her eyebrow at his quick temper.
"I'm sleeping perfectly well thank you." He flicked the kettle on again and began to remake the coffee.
"Ok, because I can always make you a sleeping potion if you want. All you have to do is ask Malfoy." she smiled at him before walking back to the Lounge.
Stop being so bloody nice to me. Do you realise how hard it is to hate you when you're nice?!
Draco tried to focus his mind, not wanting a replay of what just happened. He made a vow to himself that he would not touch her again if he could help it, though he knew this would be impossible working so close to her.
Once the coffee had been made, he set her cup down on the table, not daring to hand it to her in case their skin brushed again.
"So what are you doing today then?" Hermione asked.
Draco shrugged. He longed for lessons to begin again. He never did understand why Dumbledore felt it was necessary to give the students the first week of term off, but then again there wasn't a lot that Draco understood about his headmaster.
"Well I'm going to the library in case you are interested."
"Granger, I recall there was a time when nothing you said was in the least bit interesting to me. That time has yet to end!"
Grabbing his own coffee and the Daily Prophet off the table, he stalked into his room and slammed the door.
Bloody Granger. Why would I care what she was doing?!
Shortly after finishing his paper and beginning his book again, he heard a faint knock on the door.
"What?" he hissed. The door opened and Hermione walked in. "I didn't say enter I said what!"
Hermione continued to speak nonetheless. "Do you want some lunch?"
Draco looked at the clock and was stunned to see that it was in fact lunchtime. Time flies when you're bored out of your mind... He didn't feel hungry though.
"No." He returned to his book.
"No thank you." she said, remaining in the doorway despite his obvious annoyance at her being there.
"What?!" Draco looked up.
"No thank you. Honestly, I thought you purebloods were meant to have manners..." With that she turned and walked out of the room, leaving Draco staring at the door.
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That night as Draco got into bed, he hoped above all hopes that he would not dream of Hermione again. He could see no logical reason why these dreams/nightmares had begun in the first place, nor could he see how to stop them.
He sighed as he sipped the last of his hot chocolate and got into bed.
...
"You know you mean the world to me right?" Draco whispered into the darkness as he lay next to Hermione, gazing up at the stars and holding her hand.
Hermione rolled over and put her mouth to his ear. "Yes. You mean everything to me too..."
She raised her head slightly and kissed his cheek. He turned his head instinctively and captured her lips before she had a chance to lower her head again.
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A/N: A bit longer this chapter. Hope you like it. Please review and let me know. Cheers xD