Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters.
A/N: So here's chapter 4. Enjoy!
Chapter 4
Hermione stretched and yawned, as she woke up. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, as she got off the bed. She slowly walked from her room to the bath room, a bath robe in her hands. In the bath room, she turned the tap of the hot water along with the cold water, and the bath tub slowly filled with water. She checked it with her hand, so the water wouldn't bee too hot or too cold. When it was just right, she turned the tap off. She put her robe down on a stool near the bath tub, and took off her nightgown. She got into the warm water and sighed. She heard movement outside of the bath room, and knew that Draco must be awake. Just then there was a knock on the bath room door.
"Hermione, are you in there?" Draco asked from the other side of the door.
"Yeah," she yelled back, she pulled closed the red curtain of her bath tub. "You can come in now."
Draco peeked in, and saw that Hermione had closed the curtain. He smirked.
"You don't mind that I barge in here like that?" he asked; Hermione pulled open the curtain just a bit so she could look at him. She regreted it a bit, because Draco was standing there only in his pants, and all she could do is blush and pull the curtain closed again. His perfectly muscled upper body burnt into her memory, she imagined him stepping out of the bath, water cascading down his flawless body. She shook her head.
"No, we have to share it anyways, so that's not a problem. Is it a problem?"
"No, if you're fine, then I am fine too," he shrugged. Hermione heard the sound of water running, and rustling of fabric, then she heared Draco sigh quietly, as he sank in to the warm water.
She washed herself, and then peeked through the curtain. Draco was still in the tub, but his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep. Hermione took the opportunity and got out the tub quickly, and put on the bath robe.
"Done so quickly?" Draco asked not opening his eyes, even though he would have liked to look at her while she got out, he decided against it, she would have been furious with him, but that didn't stop the thought's that filled his mind. He imagined Hermione stepping out of the tub, water droplets shining all over her body, her wet long brown hair clinging to her shoulders and her naked chest. He shook the thoughts away, not wanting to get aroused in this kind of situation.
"Yeah, I'm kind of hungry, so I'll see you later," Hermione quickly left the bath room and walked to her room. She dressed in her Gryffindor robes and left the dorm to head to the Great hall.
Draco got out of his tub, and wrapped a towel around his waist. He wondered why Hermione left so quickly, he had hoped that he would be able to talk to her. He got dressed and dried his platinum blond hair with a towel. He took one last look at himself in the mirror and left the dorm to go to the Great hall for breakfast.
OoO
Ginny, Harry and Ron were walking through the corridor to the Great hall, an uncomfortable silence between them. Ginny and Harry have been thinking about talking to him about the cheating thing, but didn't know where to start, as for Ron, well, he was fine with not talking about the subject.
They entered the Great hall, and headed to the Gryffindor table. Lavender was winking to Ron, and Ginny shot her a glare, and sat down with Harry.
"I think we should really talk to Ron, he needs to apologise to Hermione," Ginny said, as a plate of eggs and bacon appeared before her, and she started eating.
"I don't think Ron wants to talk about it, because he knows he will have to come clean with the truth."
"I know, his been acting as if he hadn't cheated on Hermione." She looked at Ron who was half talking, half flirting with Lavender. "It doesn't even look like his regreting his actions," Ginny grumbled as she stabbed the eggs on her plate, not eating anymore, having lost her appetite by watching Ron and Lavender.
"Don't worry Gin, I'll talk to him. If he's my best friend then he will tell me the truth," Harry reassured. "And if he doesn't, well, then I'm going to hex him into the next century," he added.
Ginny smiled weakly. "Okay, but if you need help, then call me," she winked. She hugged Harry, and attacked her eggs, her appetite back once again.
Ron sat down across from them, and could feel the uneasy stares of his friends. What had he done this time, he didn't know, but he was sure that he would find out eventually.
"So," Ron started, he decided to start at least some kind of communication. "Where's Hermione?" He laughed to lighten the mood, but it didn't work. "I hope Malfoy isn't giving her a hard time, you know how he is."
"I'm sure she's fine Ron, plus she told us that Malfoy has changed," Ginny replied nonchalantly, Harry didn't say anything.
Ron snorted, "Malfoy changed, you got to be kiding me, and he wouldn't change, not in a million years!"
"Who knows Ron," Ginny said with the same tone as before. After that there was silence, and Ron didn't dare to disturb it.
OoO
Hermione entered the Great hall, and went to the Gryffindor table. She saw Harry, Ginny and Ron already there. She was happy to see Harry and Ginny, that was for sure, but she wasn't so sure about Ron. She could tolerate his presence, but she wasn't exactly happy to see him.
"Hey Guys, how are you feeling today?" she asked, giving her sweetest smile.
"Hey Mione, where great," Harry and Ginny greeted warmly, and Ron gave a nod of recognition. She sat next to Ginny and Harry, not wanting to sit next to Ron.
"So Mione how's the ferret? Is he behaving?" Ron asked out of the blue, and the question took Hermione by surprise, and angered her slightly. There was silence for a moment, as Hermione tried to calm herself down.
"He's been 'behaving' good, and stop calling him that," she snaped at him not able to hold it back. "We should be long past that name calling crap; he has a name you know."
"Hey, he still calls me Weasel, so don't expect me to call him by his name, if he doesn't call me by mine," Ron countered.
Hermione opened and shut her mouth, taking a contemplative look for a minute. Well, it was true that Draco still called Ron 'Weasel', but when she thinks about it, she doesn't care what Draco calls him, but she didn't understand why it annoyed her when Ron called Draco a ferret. She had called him a ferret in the past a lot of times, but know here she was, trying to stand up for him. Things were really starting to change, and she didn't know weather it was for the good or for the worse.
"Oh get over it Ron," she said, she started to eat as a tray of food appeared. "…and don't ruin the day for other people."
In that moment Draco walked into the Great hall, his eyes catching Hermione's, and she blushed slightly. He smiled, and Hermione's heart melted in to a pulp, she didn't even realise that she was smiling like an idiot. Draco sat down at the Slytherin table, his eyes on Hermione. He was sitting almost opposite of her's, his eyes on her's all the time until a plate of food distracted him, but not too long because, he kept looking up at her. Each repeated eye contact, made Hermione blush even further.
Ginny and Harry noticed this. They looked at each other and smirked.
Ron noticed too, and the tips of his ears turned bright red.
The breakfast went on, as Dean and Neville joined them. Ron started to talk with them about Quidditch, and Harry, not able to resist, joined the conversation too.
Hermione and Draco were still exchanging silent conversation through their eyes. Hermione had always thought that Draco had very beautiful eyes, but now they had become even more beautiful, and right in that moment she thought she could find all the answers, to all the questions in that were in her mind.
"Mione," Ginny said and poked Hermione's shoulder to get her attention and she looked back at her best girl friend and smiled.
"What is it Gin?"
"Is there something going on with you and Malfoy?" Hermione blushed and looked at the table; Ginny just smiled and nudged her playfully. "You know you can tell me Mione, I know you want to."
"Well, I'm not sure what I feel. It's all so weird." She looked around so no one else would hear what she said, and then turned to Ginny again. "But I think I'm starting to like his change of heart. His actually nice and sweet, and funny," she mumbled.
"Wow Mione, it's as if you're talking about a completely different person, not Malfoy."
"I know, but I just can't help it."
"Oh Mione, I think your totally crushing on Malfoy." Hermione was about to say it wasn't true, but who was she kiding, she was most definitely crushing on Draco, and there was no use of arguing.
"Okay, maybe I am."
Ginny just laughed and hugged her tightly, happy that Hermione wasn't sitting around and sulking about her break up with Ron. When they finaly finished eating, they headed for their first class of the day, Potions.
OoO
Hermione and Ginny entered the potions classroom, Ron and Harry following right behind them, talking animatedly about what they did in summer, looking like the best friends they were.
Hermione and Ginny looked at each other; Ginny frowned slightly, but quickly covered it with a smile.
They both sat down, Ron and Harry sat right behind them, and Hermione could feel Ron's uneasy stare, and she felt as if her back was burning from its intensity. She could tell that this was going to be a very long day.
She saw from the corner of her eye, as Draco walked in to the class and sat down next to Blaise. He turned his head in her direction and smiled. She gave him a small smile and could feel Ron glaring at her back.
She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She poked Ginny to get her attention.
"Gin, I can't take it anymore. How long is he going to look at me like that?"
"Who?"
"Ron," she stated simply to not to attract too much attention to herself.
"I don't know. You want me tell him to stop it?" she asked her friend.
"No, I'll be fine," she sighed and looked at the desk.
Ginny gave her a worried look, and turned slightly to glare at Ron. He scoffed and turned away. Ginny muttered something about stupid cheating boyfriends, and turned away from him again.
The class started when Snape practically burst through the door. He liked to make a dramatic entry, and this was no exception. The classroom door was left ajar as he told the students to open page 156 in their potion book.
Hermione could hardly concentrate. She felt Ron occasionally glaring at her again, and she just wanted to shout and run out the classroom, she wanted to be anywhere but there in the classroom. She felt suffocated and felt like she could hardly breathe.
Ginny could feel Ron looking at Hermione too, and it was truly an uncomfortable stare that chilled her to the bone, but she was sure Hermione felt even worse.
She wanted to strangle her brother. How could he torture Hermione like that, cheat on her, and make it so it was Hermione's fault. It made her sick that Ron could treat Hermione like this. She looked at Hermione, and could see tears collecting in her eyes, her blood boiled from anger.
Finaly when the class was over Ginny watched as Hermione practically flew out the door of the classroom.
Draco too saw Hermione leave in a hurry, and was sure it was the Weasel's fault. He had seen Ron starring at Hermione's back almost all the lesson and it pissed him off. One moment Hermione had even looked like she was going to faint, because she went as pale as a sheet of paper. He watched as Ron left with Harry and a really annoyed Ginny Weasley trailing behind them.
He walked out the classroom and catched a glimpse of Hermione's robes, as she disappeared between the crowd of students. He sighed and walked to the next class.
OoO
The rest of the classes for Hermione weren't so bad, because she chose to sit somewhere where Ron couldn't look at her all the time, but she still felt his stare on her at lunch and if she talked to Ginny or Harry. They spoke too, but the conversations were meaningless and dull, and filled with awkward silence.
She hadn't spoken to Draco all day since morning. They had only exchanged smiles which were kind of comforting for Hermione.
When he entered the great hall Hermione's heart sped up, and when he gave her a warm smile, she felt as if her heart was going to jump out of her mouth.
"Hey Mione," she heard Ginny call her. "Come with us to the Gryffindor tower. You haven't been there a long time," Ginny said and was giving her a hopeful look.
"Yeah and I'm sure you want to hang out with us not with that ferret," Ron said kind of suddenly, and Hermione was once again taken aback and then anger started bubbling in her.
"Listen Ron," she started, but Ron cut her off.
"Let me guess. You don't want me to call him that, but I suggest you get used to it. Just because you and that ferret are friends now, doesn't mean that I have to change my opinion on him." He looked around and received a glare from Ginny, and Harry didn't look happy ether. "If you rather spend the time with him then your friends, then run along and pretend to be the ferrets little bitch."
Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing; Ron had never been this heartless. It was hard for her to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill over her cheeks. She looked at the ground.
Ginny pushed Ron out of her way, and hugged Hermione. "It's alright Mione," she whispered. "Ron leave, before I get my hands on you," she threatend, Ron backed away from her a little.
Hermione let the tears fall, not able to stop them anymore. Draco saw everything from his seat at the Slytherin table and stood up. He has had enough with the Weasel, now it was time to show Ron what happens when you mess with Draco Malfoy, and the people he cares about. There was no point in denying it anymore, he cared about Hermione.
He went over to the Gryffindor table, and without warning punched Ron. The punch was so hard; it sent Ron flying on top of the Gryffindor table.
Hermione saw what Draco did, and quickly grabed his hand and dragged him out of the Great hall, and to their dorm. She pulled him through the corridor and soon reached the dorm. She said the password and when the door opened she dragged Draco inside.
"Why did you do that Hermione?" Draco asked kind of annoyed.
"Because, if the professors would have seen this then you would be in big trouble."
"And, why do you think he will not tell on me anyway?"
"Because, as far as I know Ginny, she will not let him tell anything," she said matter of factly.
"Listen Hermione I wouldn't care if he did tell, he hurt you, and he had to pay for that," Draco said, his eyes shining with sincerity.
Hermione felt sudden pull closer to him, as if they were magnets with opposite poles. Draco could feel it too because, he found himself leaning closer to Hermione, their faces inches apart.
Hermione could feel butterflies in her stomach, and she didn't know why, but she wanted Draco to kiss her. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was ragged. Draco wanted so desperately to kiss her, and he could see that she wanted to kiss him too.
They were so close to each other now, their bodies pressed against each other, lips just inches apart, until finaly Draco closed the distance and pressed his lips against her's.
The kiss was warm and soft, and Hermione tangled her fingers into his blond hair, feeling its softness against her fingers. He tasted so sweet, she couldn't even describe it, and it felt like pure bliss. Suddenly, she felt his warm tongue run over her bottom lip, and she parted her lips. He explored her mouth until their tongues met, and they started fighting for dominance. Draco won, but Hermione was not disappointed about the fact.
Draco knew that he should let Hermione breath for a moment, but he couldn't stop. He had wanted to kiss her for some time now, and now that he had finaly done it, he knew that he wouldn't be able to stop.
They pulled apart from each other, the need for air too strong.
"Wow." It was all Hermione could say. They stood there, just looking at each other for a moment.
"You know Mia; I wanted to do that for quite sometime know," Draco said seductively, Hermione blushed.
"Really," she asked smiling at him. "Wait, did you just call me 'Mia'?"
"Yes, would you mind if I called you that?" he asked giving her a peck on the lips.
"No I wouldn't. It's just my parents are the only ones that call me that. All my friends just call me 'Mione'."
"Well, I don't want to be just your friend." He kissed her tenderly, and whispered in her ear. "I want to be more then that."
Hermione felt as if she was going to melt, her knees felt so weak that she would fall if Draco wasn't supporting her.
Draco kissed her lightly on the neck, and buried his face into her hair. He was kind of scared, what if Hermione didn't want to be more then friends. He knew that his heart would be crushed if she didn't.
"I want to be more then friends, too, Draco," Hermione said smiling at him, and gave him a sweet kiss. Draco spinned her in his arms, feeling like the luckiest guy alive. He set her down on the ground, and attacked her lips again, this time more hungrily.
Hermione pulled away from Draco, and Draco thought that she changed her mind. "What's wrong Mia?"
"Does this mean I'm your girlfriend?" Hermione kissed a line along his neck and jaw line, and Draco shivered. Who knew Hermione could be so sensual.
"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" he asked, he already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from her.
"Well, do you want to be my boyfriend?" she was teasing him, and she was good at it.
Draco got off the couch, and knelt in front of Hermione on one knee, a genuine smile on his face.
"Mia, I want to be your boyfriend. Do you want to be my girlfriend?" Hermione looked at his face and it looked so innocent. She launched forward, crushed Draco in a hug, while kissing him on the lips.
She pulled away, and smiled at Draco. "Of course I want to be your girlfriend."
Draco smirked and pushed her on the couch, and they made out until their breaths would run out.
To be continued...
A/N: My longest chapter yet! Please Review! ^_^
~*BeneHime*~
