Chapter 7
Draco's POV
Next morning I woke up before Hermione, got dressed then, made my way back over to the bed.
Normally I wouldn't have gone out of my way to help someone else, but it was the first day of class we were already running late, and Hermione would kill me if she was late for class on the first day. I tried waking her several times then got an idea.
I went over to my side of the bed and got back under the covers, where I grabbed her waist and pulled her in close. She responded by sighing, turning to me and draping a leg over both of mine in a possessive sort of way. My breath hitched in my throat.
Grinning evilly, I started running my hand slowly up and down her side and placing small kisses on her face. It was a few minutes before she opened her eyes and stared at me confusedly. Her next response told me that she had finally realized just who was lying in front of her.
"AHHHHHHHH!" She jumped back and landed on the floor by her side of the bed.
"Why did you do that!"
I shrugged laughing, "It was fun." She glared at me, then after a few minutes she blushed slightly. Slightly, but I still saw it.
"Soo, Umm, are you going to get dressed or not. Class starts in half an hour."
"What! Why didn't you wake me?!"
"I just did."
"You know what I mean?!"
I watched amused as I sat there, seeing her hopping out of the walk-in closet on one foot, trying to put a sock on, then on the other foot, while trying to do up her shoe. Then she did something unexpected and grabbed my hand, dragging both of us out of the bedroom and down the stairs, stopping only to grab our book bags from the floor beside the couch.
"Umm can I have my hand back?"
"Oh. Right. Sorry." She dropped my hand blushing, and I wanted to tell her just how un-sorry she should be, but held myself back. I responded simply,
"Let's go." She nodded, and we left the common room, book bags in hand, wondering what the day was going to throw at us. I grinned.
'This was going to be fun.'
Hermione's POV
'Finally, it's over!' I exclaimed to myself dropping my book bag at the foot of the couch and flopping down on the cushions, but not before taking off my robe, loosening my tie and undoing the first two buttons of my white shirt. I had just got back from my first day of classes and was currently in desperate need of comfort food right now. I stretched out over the length of the couch and closed my eyes.
Flashback
In the distance I saw that Ginny had already arrived at the tree, so I walked over and sat beside her.
"Hey Ginny how are you?"
"Don't even try and dodge me Hermione, you know why I'm here." Ginny smiled at me, sitting up on her knees and leaning in slightly towards me. "Spill."
"What do you want to know?" I asked her; somewhat afraid of what she wanted to know about.
"You know! What made you marry him? What was the wedding like? Is he great in bed?" She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"Ginny!"
"What?! I want to know." She replied with a mischievous grin. "Tell me everything!"
"Well first, I married him because, as I said last night, Draco turned to the light side during the war. I found out about this when he saved my life, by pushing me out of the way of an oncoming spell. Afterwards he asked me to meet him in secret to explain, and so I did. He told me that he had secretly liked me for some time and so he asked me out. I only said yes because I was still in shock. We dated for the first two months of summer and then realized that we were in love and we were meant for each other. He proposed at the beginning of August, and since we were both of age, I said yes, 'obviously,' and we were married two weeks later."
I was surprised hearing myself tell this story. I was getting better and better at the whole lying thing.
Ginny sighed. "That's so romantic!" I laughed on the inside (Romantic? Yeah right. One can hardly call this marriage a romantic one. After all, it was the result of a slap in the bathroom while I was in my robe having been rudely awakened from a relaxing bath.).
"Alright, alright, are you going to let me finish?"
"Right, sorry." Ginny blushed a little and I giggled.
"Okay, now before you ask again, we didn't tell you guys because we knew that you still hated him, and we got married so quickly because we didn't want anything or anyone to try and get between us. The wedding itself, was just a small backyard wedding, family only. Or else I would have invited you Ginny." I tried to give my best apologetic smile that I could to her.
"I know. Thanks." Ginny gave me another small grin.
"Now, as for your third question, do you really think that I'm going to give you the intimate details of our personal life?" 'Ha! Like there are any of those.'
"So you have…" She started grinning.
"I didn't say anything!"
"But it was implied!"
"Arrgh! Ginny!"
"Fine, Fine. I'll stop…For now." Ginny said, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I rolled mine, and groaned.
"Alright, so if you're done, I have a mountain of homework to deal with, so I'll be heading back to my dorm." I said standing up and brushing myself off. Ginny looked up at me seemingly amused.
"Uh huh, sure."
"What's that supposed to mean!"
"Oh, umm, nothing." She smirked. "You go have fun with your…um…homework… Just not too much fun now."
"Ginny!!"
I walked away towards the castle, blushing furiously as I faintly heard Ginny back at the tree, laughing. Her last phrase ringing in quite a familiar tone inside my head.
End Flashback
Draco's POV
After I heard the portrait door close I had crept down the stairs to see no one in the room. It was odd, because I saw her robe draped over one of the armchairs and her book bag on the floor leaning against one end of the couch. Confused, I walked down the remaining steps and went over towards the couch where I gasped slightly as I saw her lying there.
My hormones kicked into overdrive as I sat down on the armchair closest to the couch and that's where I was now, watching her. I figured she was sleeping as she hadn't stirred when I came over. The sun was just setting and its rays came in through the window and fell over the sleeping girl, the light from the fire, as well, was dancing across her closed eyelids. She looked beautiful. The loose tie and shirt only added to the full effect.
'Are you just going to sit there or are you going to do something Casanova?'
'Who?'
'a muggle… never mind. Why don't you wake her up?'
'Why? Because…well…'
'You like looking at her like this don't you?'
'If you mean when she's sleeping, and not awake to criticize and wonder at why I'm staring at her then yes.'
'So are you going to put your plan to action?'
'I don't know how to start.'
'Well I would suggest waking her up and talking to her.'
'About what?'
'Ask her how her day went, that's a start.'
'Alright, if you insist.'
'Oh, I do. Now go, Romeo, Go!'
I made a small laugh before standing up and going to crouch beside Hermione's head.
"Hermione, wake up." No response.
"Hermione!" Still no response. Then I got an evil idea as I remembered my awakening yesterday morning. And the fun I had had with this morning's wake-up call and decided to get another bout of revenge.
Hermione ! Wake up! Potter and Weasly are dancing naked in front of the fireplace!"
"WHAT!?" Hermione bolted upright then tripped in her haste and landed face down on the rug. I couldn't help myself, and started to laugh, then I saw the dark look she gave me and offered her a helping hand which she took with a somewhat surprised look on her face. We both sat back on the couch, and Hermione spoke.
Hermione POV
"What did you do that for?!" I half yelled at him, seething at his amused grin.
"Because you are a damn heavy sleeper, and because it's still fun." He laughed from his end of the couch.
'Okay. Since I'm awake now, what do you want?" I crossed my arms and leaned my back against the armrest on my half of the couch, my socked feet curled up underneath me. Draco shrugged before answering simply,
"How was your day?"
"What?"
"How. Was. Your. Day?"
"I know what you said. I'm just wondering why?"
"Cant a man ask his wife how her day went?"
"I don't see any man here."
"Ouch. That hurt." He said clutching the left side of his chest in a clear display of mock hurt. I rolled my eyes.
"Why do you want to know how my day went?"
"Because It's about two hours until dinnertime and I have nothing else to do. Besides, maybe I actually want to know what your day was like."
I quirked a disbelieving eyebrow.
"Hermione, just humor me. Please."
"Fine. What do you want to know?"
"How were classes?"
"Pretty average. We both have the same ones so you know what they're like already. Anything else."
"Yes actually. Tell me. Were there any new reactions among the students about our glorious nuptials."
Damn. I blushed as I remembered several of the questions that I had been asked today.
"Oooh! I got a blush! This is going to be good!" Draco exclaimed grinning evilly.
"Shut up."
"So tell me, what was asked today that would elicit such a response from you?"
I groaned before speaking. "Well, today's questions can probably be divided into three main groups."
"Pray tell."
"First, are the hopeless romantics. They were the ones offering numerous congratulations and forcing me to fabricate the minutest details about the wedding. Their questions were ones like, Was it love at first sight? How did he propose? And 'Oh! Getting married while still in school! How romantic!'" I faked a high voice for that last one and Draco laughed.
"So what did you say?"
"I lied of course. Obviously my answers were satisfactory enough because they were all sighing and saying how lucky I was as I was walking away."
"Wow. Wish I could've been there for that." He said chuckling.
"Believe me, no you don't. Talking with that group for more than ten seconds would have any male running to the nearest quidditch store in an attempt to regain his manliness." I laughed, Draco did to.
"That bad huh?" I shivered."So what's the second category of questions?"
"That would be the bitches."
"The bitches?" he raised an eyebtrow
"Yep. They were the ones who glared at me during class and cornered me in the halls, demanding to know why I stole you from them and prevented them from having a turn with you."
"A turn with me?"
"Yeah. I also got 5 jeers, 4 stuck out tongues and 6 notes."
"You were counting?"
"That's not all, I also got about 20 threats of 'He'll realize that I'm the perfect woman for him then he'll dump you', spiels." We both laughed at this.
"Don't they realize that polygamy is against the law?"
"Probably not."
"So, how did you react to all of this?" Draco smirked, clearly amused.
'Well…" I blushed. Draco sat up a little straighter at this.
"Umm… well… It's possible that I could have 'accidentally' dropped my books and angled my hands while picking them up in such a way that they could clearly see the rings."
"Really?" Draco's grin broadened. "And?..."
Flashback
"Granger!"
I heard someone yell as a walked out of the classroom. I didn't turn around.
"Oi! Granger!" I felt the person's hand clamp down on my shoulder and I spun around preparing to fight if I needed to.
"Just who are you talking to?!" I half- yelled at the girl. A dark haired Ravenclaw.
"You of course!"
"Well my name isn't Granger anymore its Malfoy, so I would appreciate it if you would call me that."
"Absolutely not. Besides, Draco is mine!" The girl said glaring at me as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"And what makes you think that?" I glared back. I'd had a long day, I didn't need this now.
"Because. We're meant to be. Why did you have to be so selfish. If I'd had a chance with him, he would never have married you!"
"You think so."
"I know so."
"Really? That's funny. 'cause he had six years of time to ask you out but he didn't. And now, look here, wow I have his ring."
I flashed my hand in front of her face and made another Slytherinesque smirk at her (my second now in two days), she turned and stormed away in furious tears. I knew this behaviour wasn't me but I was so fed up with all of these girls right now and I was just about ready to crack. I walked away smiling from the crowd that had gathered to witness the showdown, and went outside to where Ginny was waiting under the big oak tree.
End flashback
I had finished narrating the encounter and by now Draco was shaking in laughter.
"Wow little Gryffindor Hermione. I would have never thought that you had it in you."
"Truth be told, neither did I." I laughed back.
"I must be rubbing off on you."
"I thought back to the kiss, 'more than you know it.'
"Unfortunately yeah."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Hmmm… Okay, so What's this third category?" he crossed his legs under him and mirrored my position on the couch. At these words I blushed. I blushed very deeply indeed.
"Ohhh, this is going to be good!"
"Please don't make me!"
"Sorry too late." He grinned evilly.
"Damn."
"What was that my dear?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all. Umm well… I call this next group, the disturbed ones."
He chuckled. "Why?"
"Theyweretheoneswhowantedtoaskmequestionsaboutthesex."
"What, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you there." Draco leaned forward. I blushed even more.
"They were the ones who wanted to ask me questions about the sex."
"Oh. Really like what?" It was official. He enjoyed watching me die from embarrassment.
"Like..um… (clears throat) Is he great in bed? Did you only marry him for the sex? And, What's it like? Give us every detail."
Draco was trying to hold in his laughter. "So, I wonder how you responded to that one?"
I blushed, and he saw it. "You didn't?! Oh this is too good!"
"No! Of course not! I didn't say anything!"
"Then why the blush?"
"ummm…"
"I'm waiting."
"Well, I couldn't say that I was still a virgin, I mean were married for crying out loud, were supposed to be doing …married people things. And if I said that we hadn't actually done…it…yet then there is going to be even more suspicion flying around. More than We need."
"I see." He said again, clearly amused. "So what did you tell them, then?"
"well, it's more of what I did really."
He quirked his eyebrows at me. "What did you do then?"
Flashback
"Come on Hermione! Tell us!" they were following me around like puppies, and I had a sudden memory flash of Mike Newton from Twilight. I called them the 'Disturbed ones'.
"Why do you want to know!" I spun around and stared at the group of seven or so girls.
"Please! Just tell us! Were not married to him so you're our next best thing. Please!"
I couldn't believe this. How could so many people be so disturbed.
Maybe I could have some fun with them first
What do you have in mind?
Oh I don't know. Maybe a little mind game.
I'm beginning to like the way your mind works. You go girl!
Thanks Minnie me.
Minnie me? Hmmm. I like it. Its catchy. Now are you going to do it or not.
Absolutely. I grinned evilly and turned to face the girls.
"Sooo, are you going to tell us?"
"I really don't think that I should tell you about what happens between my husband and I in our spare time." I said shrugging.
The girls gasped and giggled among themselves before turning back to me. I merely waggled my eyebrows suggestively and smirked in their direction, before turning around and heading towards my next class, leaving a somewhat stunned, yet furiously giggling band of girls in my wake.
End Flashback
During this narrative I had left out the part of my inner voice. No need to make him think that I was more insane than he already did.
I raised my eyes to Draco's. He was staring at me in clear openmouthed shock.
"What?" I asked.
I got no verbal response from him, however I did notice a strange glint in his eyes and before I could stand up and escape, I found myself pinned on my back by Draco. I lay there confused, staring up at him. He spoke.
"So, the Gryffindor has a wild side after all."
"I…I guess." I shrugged. Or tried to at least.
"I think I'm rubbing off on you more than I thought." Draco grinned down at me. He leaned down and placed his lips near my ears. I could feel him warm breath on my neck and it sent shivers down my spine. "And truthfully Hermione, I like it."
Somehow I managed to find my voice. "Draco, did we just manage to have a real conversation?"
"I guess we did." I saw his grin, a fraction of a second before I felt his lips on mine. I gasped slightly then saw fireworks, and I melted into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. He brought his hand to my waist, and continued to kiss me.
All too soon though I was brought back to reality as Draco pulled away, stood up, straightened out his shirt and then bent back down to my ear.
"Until next time then Hermione." He said seductively, before straightening up and leaving through the portrait hole for dinner.
I was left lying there dazed. I didn't know what would happen to me if I saw him in the great hall right now so I decided to eat dinner in the common room.
'Dinner first, cold shower later.'
My inner voice just nodded.
Later
I exited the shower, performed a quick drying spell, then changed into another nighty, scarlet red this time with gold lace. 'Always the Gryffindor.'
I got in my side of the bed and had just turned out the light when I heard the door open and saw Draco's silhouette as he walked into the room. I pretended to be asleep, and even though it was dark I still shut my eyes as he stripped down to his boxers, then tensed slightly as he got in his side of the bed.
It was at least two hours before I could fall asleep.
Next morning
I n order to prevent another rude awakening, I had charmed my wand to buzz noisily at the right time every morning. I groaned and turned to face my bedside table and lazily, reached a hand out from under the covers and grabbed my wand, which ceased buzzing immediately when my hand touched it.
I yawned then swung my legs out then tried to stand up quickly in an attempt at being the first in the bathroom. I say tried because as soon as I tried to stand up I felt a jerk around my waist then a heavy something (make that someone) colliding with my front as I turned around, and then proceeded to knock us both to the ground, I felt the air leave my lungs as Draco landed on top of me with a heavy grunt.
"Draco! What the…"
"Always the Gryffindor, huh Hermione?" Draco said his eyes aimed downward. I waved my hand in front of his face.
"Yoo hoo, Draco My face is up here!"
"Right ,sorry." Draco tried to get up but he was forced back down by something. He let his eyes travel down again, and his eyes came to rest on my waist. He licked his lips slightly before speaking in a somewhat dry voice.
"Umm, Hermione, I think I know what McGonagall was referring to back in her office."
"What do you mean?" I followed his gazed and stopped when I saw my, our waists. My eyes widened.
"Oh dear lord."
