Hermione woke the next morning in a wonderful mood; last night was surely one of the best nights of her life. She got up early like normal and dressed in a pair of normal clothes. She wore a pair of dark skinny jeans, an orange shirt that fit her nicely, and a black zip up hoody over it. She put on a quick thing of mascara then went downstairs into the common room. She saw Draco sitting on the couch and a light pink blush spread over her cheeks.
"Morning Draco." She said going over to the couch where he was sitting in front of the fire.
"Good morning Hermione, sleep well?" He said smirking at her blush as she sat down beside him.
"I sleep exceptionally well, thank you for asking. How was your sleep?" Hermione said ignoring the blush and smiling.
"Extraordinary." He said giving her a grin. Suddenly his eyes that had been looking into hers, looked down at her lips.
"So-um-breakfast? Or am I going to have to force you to go again?" Hermione said with a playful smirk on her face. She kept her head high no matter how much Draco's eyes on her lips affected her.
"Sure. Let's go." He said getting up and holding a hand out to her. She looked at it for a moment before taking it in her own. She stood up and was surprised when he just held her hand tighter as they started for the portrait hole.
"Were you two lovebirds just going to leave without me?" Blaise said from behind them. It was amazing how he could always sneak up on Hermione, with her being on of the most paranoid girls in the school, always making sure of her surroundings.
"Well Blaise we just thought that you had stayed the night with Greengrass last night and that you would be late to rise." Draco said smirking at his best mate. Hermione rolled her eyes and started to pull her hand away from Draco's but noticed that he held tight and wouldn't let go.
"Just cause I might have stayed up late and slept in doesn't mean I wouldn't be hungry." Blaise replied a smile playing at the façade of sternness.
"So did you get lucky?" Draco said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Draco!" Hermione said a blush creeping onto her cheeks again. Both boys laughed at her expression.
"Not now Draco, we wouldn't want to damage Granger's ears." Blaise said still laughing. Hermione allowed herself to crack a smile.
"So-subject change. Breakfast you two?" Hermione said looking between the two boys, the one who was now standing on her right and the one attached to her hand.
"Sounds great." Both boys said at the same time. The walked out of the common room and went downstairs to breakfast with Draco still holding Hermione's hand. Girls were shooting her jealous looks all the way downstairs, but some of the looks were just plain murderous. Hermione kept her head high though she even had a smug smirk on her face to show that Draco was indeed holding her hand, not theirs.
They sat down at their spot at their table when Ginny caught Hermione's attention. She was waving frantically at her and Hermione just waved her hand at her as if to tell her to bugger off but Ginny wasn't listening.
'Get over here!' Ginny mouthed but Hermione just ignored her and looked over at Draco who had an amused expression on his face.
"I think that the redhead is trying to get your attention." He said cracking a smile.
"Then she'll just have to wait because I don't want to talk to her at the moment. I'm quite content to stay just where I am." She said looking down at their entwined hands. Draco squeezed her hand and she squeezed back a smile lighting up her features.
"But it's not right to leave a friend waiting." He said.
"But I know what she'll be asking me." Hermione contered.
"She still wants to talk to you."
"But I don't know the answers to what she'll be asking."
"Hermione Granger, no knowing the answer?! What's the world coming to?" Draco laughed.
"Apparently the same world that will bring the same Hermione as to ignore her friends, even through her best attempts." Ginny said looking pointedly at Hermione. Ginny had braved the throng of Slytherins just to find out what was going on between Draco and Hermione. Hermione shook her head.
"Ginny when someone ignores you that usually means that they don't feel like talking at the moment." Hermione said smiling.
"And Hermione I just wanted to ask you a few questions." Ginny said grinning.
"And Draco just wants all of this to stop. Ginny is it alright for you to ask in front of me because I'd rather Hermione not move at the moment." Draco said interrupting what Hermione was about to say.
"Hermione might kill me for it." Ginny said sending said person a humorous glance.
"Well let's see if she will." Draco said. Hermione watched the exchange with livid eyes.
"Ginny I already know what you're going to ask and my answer is that I don't know. Another reason why I was going to ignore you other that coming straight over." Hermione said dangerously.
"Then I'll just ask Draco." Ginny said a challenge in her voice and expression.
"You wouldn't." Hermione said glaring. Ginny just smiled and turned to Draco.
"Are you two-"She was cut off by Hermione ripping her hand out of Draco's and jumping at her. The two girls fell to the floor and Hermione's hand covered Ginny's mouth, making sure that she wouldn't ask any more questions. She uncovered her hand lightly enough to be able to let her talk to her but kept her hand hovering over Ginny's mouth just in case.
"Don't you dare." Hermione hissed at the laughing Ginny.
"Get off of me Hermione, you wouldn't want to make a scene." Ginny said still laughing.
"Not until I know that you won't say a thing." Hermione growled.
"No promises." Ginny said smirking.
"Then I guess your not getting up."
"Then neither are you."
"Guess not." Hermione said shrugging; Draco couldn't contain himself and started to laugh. Soon everyone was looking at the two girls on the floor, most of them laughing.
"Now you've made a scene Hermione!" Ginny laughed at Hermione's blush that was creeping onto her face.
"Oi get off of my sister Granger!" Weasel said coming over, his face blood red with anger.
"And what if I don't want to?" Hermione said smiling sweetly. Ginny controlled her laughter and looked at her brother with a straight face.
"Yeah Ron what if I don't want her to move?" Ginny said.
"Ginny why would you want a snake like that on top of you?" Weasel said his eyes promising murder.
"Haven't you heard?" Hermione asked in fake innocence, leaving Ginny to come up with the story. The whole time Draco was just sitting there laughing his head off.
"Seriously Ron you really must get out more." Ginny said trying to sit up.
"No Ginny, don't get up. Weasel would know soon enough." Hermione said grabbing Ginny's hand.
"You're right Hermione." Ginny said squeezing Hermione's hand.
"GET THE BLOODY HELL OFF OF MY SISTER!" Weasel yelled and both girls dissolved into laughter, along with most of the Great Hall.
"Fine, fine." Hermione said gasping for breath as her laughter subsided and she got off of Ginny.
"Jeez Ron, don't blame Hermione. I'm the one who provoked her." Ginny said still laughing.
"I don't care! Just get the bloody hell back to our table." Ron said still yelling.
"No. I don't think I will. I think I might just sit here at the Slytherin table today." Ginny said plopping herself down onto the bench next to Draco. Hermione dissolved into another fit of laughter at Ginny's stubborn expression.
Weasel's face was livid.
"So Draco, are you and Hermione a thing?" Ginny asked in Hermione's momentary distraction. Hermione's laughter stopped immediately and she gasped.
"Yeah, if she wants to be." Draco said shrugging. Hermione glared daggers at Ginny who still had her buoyant humor and laughed.
"Ginny Weasley!" Hermione hissed. Ginny just laughed at her.
"Well Hermione are you going to except Malfoy's offer?" Ginny asked smirking, a habit she had picked up from Hermione.
"I oh um." Hermione stuttered, and for a second Draco looked almost worried. "Can you give us a minute Ginny?" Ginny nodded.
"Would you like to take a walk?" Draco asked seeing Hermione look down in nervousness.
"Yes please." She said and they walked out of the Great Hall together and out onto the grounds.
"So Hermione will you go out with me?" Draco asked looking at her when they reached the shore of the Black Lake.
"Draco…I would love to but…" Hermione trailed off. On one hand she had a major crush on him but on the other….she really didn't want to ruin the friendship that they shared.
"But?" He asked.
"I don't want to loose our friendship if things go bad. You're an amazing friend and I don't want to loose that. Ever." Hermione said looking out across the lake.
"Hermione I swear that wouldn't happen. The fact that we're still friends is very proof of that. If we let things get between us we would not have been friends."
"Draco it's the possibility."
"Please Hermione, if only to see if things could be good together?" He asked and Hermione made the mistake to look into his eyes. His eyes that had captivated her all along, those silver orbs that never failed to let her loose herself.
"I…Alright. I will." Hermione said, still looking into his eyes.
"Great." He said smiling a sweet smile.
"Did you know that some people say that the eyes are windows to the soul?" Hermione asked off the current topic, which Draco surely pointed out.
"That's very off topic but yes I've heard." Draco said chuckling and brushing a stray hair from Hermione's face and tucking it behind her ear.
"Sorry it just kind of hit me." She said giggling. Then he wrapped his arms around her waist, Hermione smiled and leaned into him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Hm." Hermione sighed thinking how this could work.
"Why don't you tell me about yourself?" He asked.
"Why? You already know everything about me." Hermione said smiling into the hollow of his neck, that's as far as she reached on him. He was a whole head taller than her.
"How about your family then?"
"Only if you promise to tell me about yours." Hermione countered.
"Fine, but you start."
"Then let's go sit down." Hermione said letting go of Draco and going to the grass that was just a few feet away from the sand that they were on at the moment. She sat down with Draco sitting next to her, gripping her hand in his. He started to play with her fingers.
"You can start when ever you wish." He said looking up to her face then back down at her hand.
"Oh-okay." Hermione said and took a deep breath. He looked up with a puzzled look on his face.
"Is it that hard to talk about it?" He asked.
"Is it as hard to talk about your own family?" Hermione countered instead of giving him a straight out answer.
"Good point. Continue when you're ready." He said looking down at their hands again.
"Well…I'm a pureblood, as I've been able to gather from researching my parentage here at Hogwarts." She started but Draco interrupted.
"Well that's a no brainer, come now Hermione, show those smarts we all know is in there." He teased.
"If you want me to tell you then you had better not interrupt." Hermione said giving him a level glare while he made a show as to seal his lips.
"As I was saying, gathering information on my real parentage wasn't easy. They only have a few Slytherins, which I'm sure they were, and none of them match to I was looking for. This was the one and only time that the library has ever let me down. So I was born and raised by my real parents until they died when I was two." She hesitated here, unsure as to tell him about her dream from before.
"Go on." He encouraged and Hermione decided that she wouldn't tell him, besides it was probably just a crazy dream.
"After they died I was sent to an orphanage by my neighbor, or so my parents told me, the ones I live with now. They adopted me soon after I was admitted into the orphanage, which is most likely why I don't remember it. And why I thought that I was a muggleborn and not a pureblood. It took them until I was 11 for the Grangers to tell me of my past, and that they were not my real parents. I was heart broken. I had always thought that they never lied to me, then they reveled one of the biggest lies ever. Not that I love them any less or resent them in any way." Hermione said tears beginning to brim in her eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Hermione replied quickly rubbing the tears away, no more replaced them.
"Do you know your birth parents names?"
"I do." Hermione said evasively, she wasn't sure if she really wanted to tell him, it just seemed almost to personal.
"Will you tell me?" He asked looking up into her eyes. She nodded.
"My mother's name is.."
