Hey everyone, another chapter up and I hope that you like it. I want to say to EVERYONE how sorry I am about the authors notes but I have been having a little trouble at the moment.
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How dare she how some one like HER turn around and say some thing like that to some one like him, Draco Malfoy of all the people!
Calling him a Death Eater in the library, in front of all of the other students there he was trying to be nice to her and that is what she does! Why did she have to get all hot and bothered just because he had turned around and said some thing about Potter-head and Weasley?
He was making his way to his common room and he was trying to stay cool. If there was one thing that Malfoy where known for it was their tempers.
"I will not be my father, I will not be my father" he found him self muttering.
"Password?" the Slytherin portrait asked in a bored voice
"Pureblood"
Before he could allow Pansy to run up to him and hug him he ran to the stairs to the boys dorms. All he wanted right now was him bed.
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After calming down from the library issue with Draco Hermione had set out to do some thing more important, she had re-read the letter that she had gotten from "Snake eyes" and after thinking about it all she could think was "Why not?"
Writing it had been a little bit hard, Hermione found it a little hard to think about things that you should say to some one who you did not even know and was claming to love her.
Dear Snake eyes,
Should she write Dear or Dearest? Or maybe ever just writing "to" would get the job done?
Not, she thought "Dear"
I want to thank you for you letters, nothing wrong with saying thanks it was nice to hear some one having some thing nice to say about me but with me not knowing who you are I find it kind of hard to think that this is not some kind of joke. Truthful but not rude about what I think For all I know you could be some one who I have never even spoke to. Hmmm, I wonder what house he is?
I was wondering if there is some thing that you can tell me about yourself, I mean that will not help me know who you are but I believe that it would be worth a try. You don't have to tell me that much but I think that you are right when you say that I want to know some things about you. Dear god what am I doing for all I know this person could be anyone.
She froze at the sudden thought…what if this person was not some one in the school? What if this person was e Death Eater trying to trick her or some thing?
Write soon
Hermione x
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Draco opened the door at a little bit harder then he meant to and went over to his bed
"You alright?"
Draco quickly turned around to see Blaise sitting down on his bed and he relaxed a little.
"Oh it's you…"
"Draco I think there are some things that we need to talk about, today when I was hanging out her I was bored and I…"
A tapping on the window stopped him in mid sentence and he turned to the window to see an Hogwarts owl. Draco seemed to notice this too and he walked over to the window, opened it, took the letter from it and sent the owl in its way.
Draco could only smile as he saw the words "Snake eyes" he knew that he should still be mad with Hermione for what she had done but hell he could not stay made and her for that long, mudblood or not.
He tore open the envelope and read the condense of the letter, his smile getting wider with every line that she had written.
Blaise frowned at his friend, she was not writing back was she? Draco and Hermione? Hermione and Draco? This was all to much. He had to say some thing, he had to say some thing now. Draco needed to be set straight, something must have happened to turn him into a mad man like this.
"Draco we need to talk"
Draco looked up from the letter and raised his eyebrows at his friend "What's wrong Blaise you breaking up with me or some thing? Look I will talk but I just need to-"
"No! with all due respect I think that this is something that needs to be said now"
Draco looked at his friend, maybe the only true one he had and he knew that some thing was wrong. They had always joked about with each other over the years, tried to make the other feel better when the burdens of their family's became too much.
But he had never heard Blaise speak in such a serious voice before even when it did come to some dark topics, trying to forget about the letter and writing a reply he sat down on his bed and looked at his friend.
"What's going on?"
"You know something, I think that is what I should be asking you Draco" he reached into his pockets and pulled out the crumpled bits of parchment.
"I was wondering what these where about…"
Draco stood there, froze, as though he could not move. The draft of the letters that he had written, the ones to Granger was being held out to him by a very nervous looking Blaise.
Both the boys stood there in silence looking at each other, wondering when the other was going to say some thing. They may have been best friends for countless amount of years but at the end of the day they where Slytherin's and they both knew it.
But it was impossible, how culd this have happened, he had use Mavortoras for the love of god! How was it possible that he was able to read it?
And then he realised, the letters had never been finished, and he had never said who the letter was for. With out it being finished then the Mavortoras ink was about as good as normal ink.
"I am not going to say anything about this to any one Draco, I get it you like Granger" he stopped for a second, closed his eyes for a second and sighed "and I think I could get used to the idea of you too being something…"
Draco started to panic "Blaise, listen Granger and I are never going to be anything besides what we are at the moment…besides this is nothing, I am just having a little thing for her that's all." he sneered "Do you really think that little of me that you think I would do some thing like that with some one as low as her?"
His friend frowned
"She is a mudblood, nothing more"
He turned to walk away but Blaise stood up and stopped him.
"Why didn't you tell me, hur? Did you have any reason to not trust me? Did I do some thing wrong? Tell me Draco what happened to make you want to stop trusting me?"
Draco tried to say some thing but he could think of nothing. He wanted more than anything to have someone to talk to about everything that was going on. But if someone found out what he was feeling about Granger then he knew that it would get round to his father.
He wanted to trust Blaise but he knew as well as everyone that his family was just like his…that's why their parents where such good friends.
Draco had taken so much time trying to think of some thing to say but Blaise suddenly blurted out "You think that I am doing to tell some one don't you? Draco…I know that we have been talked about it but I think that you should know some thing. I am not a Death Eater Draco"
"Well" he thought silently "that was unexpected
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Ten minutes, four butter beers and one headache later Draco and Blaise where sitting on their beds in an awkward silence. They had finally finished telling each other their life stories, talked about their families for the first time in five years and had come to the conclusion that they both where against Death Eaters.
They both thought the same way about being purer then most people because of their blood but they where Slytherin after all.
"But where does Granger come into this then, if you believe the way you do about mudblood and such where does you liking her suddenly come into all of this?"
Draco thought about not telling him but he knew that he would not get away with it.
"That's just the thing Blaise, me liking her did not just suddenly happen…
FLASH BACK
Draco had been walking for what seemed like hours, but what did it matter? What else was there to do? He had been at Hogwarts for two years now but nothing had changed, he may no longer live at home but nothing had changed.
He had always hates his father and some times he even thought the same about him mother, she loved him and cared for him while his father did not but every time his father hit him, every time he would throw another curse at me she sat there doing nothing.
He had wanted to believe that he was safe here but he knew that he was not, he knew better now.
The door of an empty classroom was half open and with out thinking he walked into it, he needed to sit some where, his body was still sore.
He did not want to be like him, he wanted some thing better for himself, some more then to follow the dark lord. But his father would not have it.
Not even an hour had passed since his father had came to the school to see him. He had wanted him to follow the dark lord, it was some thing that he had expected to happen but he never thought that it would happen at such a young age.
Lucas had stood there looking at his son, telling him what he was going to need to do when Draco had said it.
"Father I…I don't want to do this"
Those two words had coos him dearly.
Lucas whipped his wand out and then everything just went dark.
Draco put his heads in his hands and leaned his body on a desk and he did the one thing that his father had never wanted him to.
Draco Lucas Malfoy had cried.
He was just thinking about how much he wanted to run away and stop this when he felt it, a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and there she was. Hermione Jane Granger was looking down at him, frowning.
Draco tried to say some thing, anything. But nothing came to him, he could not say mudblood he could not sneer all he could do was look at her and let the tears fall.
She did not laugh and him or look down at him like he would have done, in fact she walked around to the side of the table kneeled down and hugged the person who had caused her so much pain.
And after a second of feeling awkward he felt his arm raise and he was hugging her back.
After what seemed like forever they had gotten up walked to the door and went their separate ways with out a word being said.
END OF FLASHBACK
"And then the next day she said nothing to me, in fact we never said a word after that, it just went back to how it used to be."
Blaise was looking at Draco like some thing was wrong and Draco sighed.
"Look if you are going to judge me on this then fine but I can not help it! You think I want this? You think I want to feel the way that I do about her? You think that I-"
"My father hit me too"
And with that if it were possible they became closer friends that night, talking in till it was late about the things that there families had done to them.
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Blaise laid in his bed wide awake. Draco had fallen asleep hours ago but Blaise was too busy thinking. He wanted his friend to be happy, and he was going to do anything to make that happen.
With that in mind he finally fell asleep thinking about what he was going to have to do the next day.
There is going to be more Hermione in the next chapter but I needed to write this to show what kind of person Blaise was and how Draco was not that bad but no one really knew it!!
OK people, I don't mind this chapter but I was wondering does anyone think that I explain things too much?? Lol please Review and tell me what you think : )
Make me feel less bad hehehehehe
Harald
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