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English not my first language.
Chapter 7
Ya no estás.
Y le pregunto a la noche si todavía recuerdas,
si en algún momento me necesitas, si te ha hecho falta mi voz, como a mi me ha hecho falta la tuya, me pregunto si recuerdas mis opiniones y mis razones, me pregunto si para ti es tan difícil olvidar como lo es para mí, o simplemente no tienes que olvidar porque nunca forme parte de tus recuerdos, y me digo que ya no estás y que no planeas estar, y aunque siempre estoy bien aun así siempre recuerdo, recuerdo que ya no estás.
You are gone.
And I ask the night if you still remember me,
if you've needed me at any moment, if you've missed my voice like I've missed yours, I wonder if you remember my opinions and my reasons, I ask myself if it is as difficult to forget for you as it is for me, or you simply don't have to forget because I never was part of your memories, and I tell myself that you are gone and that you are not planning on coming back, and even though I'm always fine, I always remember, I remember that you are gone.
Ann.
Hermione was shocked to say the least; there she was in the middle of the dance floor being kissed by Harry Potter, and she felt herself reacted to his kiss, so now they were kissing. *What are you doing Hermione!* kept yelling her mind *stop it!* said another voice inside her head.
Draco felt his body burning with rage, there he was at one side of the Hall sitting at his table when suddenly Potter kissed Hermione, and she responded! *Did that mean that they were together?, of course they weren't together!*, Hermione had looked surprised when Harry kissed her. Draco had to get out of the hall, he had to cool off before he killed Potter, so he stood up and went out of the hall slamming the door as hard as he could.
Harry's lips were soft and sweet, noticed Hermione, he was gentle but passionate at the same time, and Hermione felt herself giving into the kiss. Harry couldn't believe that he was kissing Hermione, her lips were soft and tender, with a taste that could be easily compared to bliss, a feeling you could without a doubt get addicted to, Harry felt his hands moving to get comfortable at her back, feeling the uncovered skin. That's when someone storming out of the door was heard. They broke apart.
What seemed like an eternity for the couple in the middle of the Hall, were just a few seconds to the rest of the world, Hermione turned around, in the hall no one seem to have noticed them kissing, still there was someone missing in the picture and she knew he was the one who had stormed out of the door. Hermione looked at Harry in the eye and felt herself blushing, she broke their embrace and said " I'm sorry Harry, I…I have to go" and then she left the hall running.
Hermione went out of the Great Hall, she couldn't be near Harry right now, she needed to think, so she runned, runned away from the Hall and went to her room, sitting down on her bed. "What are you doing with yourself Hermione?" she told herself, thinking out loud "how could you possibly had kissed Harry, for Merlin's sake?, Are you crazy?, He's your best friend!", then Hermione remembered that Harry had kissed her, "Oh my god…Harry kissed me". She said resting her head on her pillow, she wanted to cry, everything was so confusing, there she was back at Hogwarts, the place where everything had happened, the place where she had promised herself she wouldn't lose time falling in love again, and here she was with tears falling down her face cause she had kissed Harry, God…what was she supposed to do?, She didn't want to hurt Harry, but she didn't want to get hurt herself, besides did she had feelings for Harry? … if she had asked herself that question this morning she would have answered a rotund no, but now, she didn't know, his kiss had felt so right… She was turning insane. Then a picture came to her head, it was of a man with blue-grey eyes, with white blond hair that fell to his face and a handsome face, Hermione blushed, just thinking about him made her blush… then what about Draco?, did she still had feelings for him?, "No, it can't be" she told herself, those feelings for him had died long time ago, she had promise him and herself that there wouldn't be place for him in her life never again… *Then why are you so aware of him?* said a little voice inside her head.. she hated her conscience, she refused to accept that Draco Malfoy still affected her, and she still was known as stubborn, so she wasn't about to accept it. So much thinking made Hermione dizzy, so she decided she wouldn't go back to the dance, instead she would take a bath, she took off her dress and prepared the bathtub, then she went in and relaxed.
Draco was sitting with his back to an old willow tree near the lake, he couldn't believe his luck, he had come to Hogwarts in search of something, *Or rather someone* said a little voice inside his head, he grunted, he couldn't believe she had kissed him, he could still see the image of HIS Mia with Potter in the middle of the Great Hall kissing, like there was no tomorrow. He felt his stomach knot; she had looked deliciously sensual this night. When he had first saw her on the stage he had thought it was a dream, the red dress made her skin outstand looking rosy and soft, completely delightful to the eyes, the corset clinging to her form made her not-anymore- so-girly-curves outstand, the crisscross strips tying her body in place. Her face had been calmed, her makeup applied in such a perfect way that it looked natural, just to think about it made Draco's body shiver.
Draco took a deep breath and closed his eyes letting himself slide down the tree trunk, she was the perfect resemblance of a Greek Goddess, and when he had thought she couldn't look better, she had appear in that black dress of hers, that looked painted on, Draco had felt like fainting, or rather run to her and make her his there, potter or not, but he had stood there looking at her, and when the wanting wasn't standable he came to her and whispered the first thing that came to his mind "I won't let go Mia, you'll let me in again". He had felt the way she had jumped in her skin when she felt his hand on her back, caressing her skin, the way her breath had got caught in her throat when he had whispered the words in her ear, but what thrilled him the most was the way she had shivered when his had had came in touch with the skin of her back. Draco could still smell her essence, a combination of rose aroma and cinnamon, a mix only she had, and could only be described as ecstasy to his senses. Draco felt his hands becoming more sensitive by just thinking of it, he breathed out. He couldn't stand the idea of not having her. He knew Potter and himself were in good terms, after he showed everyone that he belonged to the light side fighting with them against Voldemort followers, they had come to an unspoken truce, and they even spoke once or twice, but not more than that.
He knew Potter loved the Weasley girl and his friends more than his life, but after the Weasley girl cheated on him, *with you* said a voice in his head, the only thing he had left were his friends, and Hermione was the only one left of them. Draco also knew that there was a big chance that Potter deserved Hermione more that he did, but he wasn't about to give up on her. And if he had to fight with the-Man-who-killed-Voldemort for her, he would. "No, I won't lose you again Hermione, and that you can promise", Draco stood up from the floor and looked at the castle, the only lights on were the ones of the Great Hall, and one at the far Tower, were by Draco's calculations was his room and other three, he shook the thought out of his head, and headed to the Great Hall to look for Hermione.
Harry was sitting by the table were Hermione and him had sat before, worrying himself to death about Hermione, Was she mad at him?, she had run away so fast that he hadn't had time to react and stop her, he was sure she was mad at him!, and why wouldn't she be! He had kissed her! Why had he done that?, He didn't know, she was supposed to be just his friend, yes his best friend, but just that, "Are you insane? What came to your head to make you kiss her!" yelled a little voice on his head, he chose to calm down, so he stood up and went to the drinks table to get himself some wine When he turned around he saw Malfoy coming into the hall, Harry wondered what was up with Malfoy this days, he (Harry) had heard of him thanks to the Daily Prophet, he knew he had played Quidittch for a while and now was a independent business man, but knew nothing else. Suddenly Draco's eyes came to Harry, grey found green, and Harry nodded to him, acknowledging him, and Draco did the same, then Draco seemed to notice something and went out of the hall again.
Harry went out of his trance, and decided to go and talk to Hermione.
Hermione went out of the bathtub and got changed into a spaghetti strapped dark red silk nightgown that reached her ankles. She dried her hair with a towel and then made an enchantment so it would be dried totally. She was brushing her hair when the door was knocked, Hermione took a deep breath, and tried on a dark red silk robe that went with the gown, went out of the bathroom and went to the door "Who is it?" she asked, "Mione? Is me, Harry". Hermione opened the door pocking her head out, and there was Harry, looking impeccable in his black suit, his hair falling to his eyes "May I talk to you?" he asked looking nervous, Hermione opened the door wide and let him in, he went in taking his jacket off and looked around her room, then turned around to see her closing the door behind her back in a silk robe, Harry gulped, he had not been expecting to see her in her pajamas. Hermione offered him a sit near her bed and she sat on her bed, both looked at each other , "I wanted to apologize" said Harry after a while, Hermione nodded for him to continue, "I don't know what came up to me, you might be thinking I'm insane, but I'm really sorry Mione, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable" ," Harry….Harry stop" she said when he didn't stop "… go insane if you don't speak to me again", Hermione laughed, " Harry, my dearest Harry " she smiled at him " I could never stop talking to you, I love you too much to do that to ourselves, and about the kiss… well, I kissed you back, so It was my fault too", she said looking away from him "Mione …?" said Harry, and Hermione turned to him, his eyes were shining more than ever, he stood up and kissed her cheek, "I love you" he whispered in her ear, Hermione smiled and stood up hugging him, then they went to her door " I'll see you tomorrow" he said opening her door and going out , she stood on the door "Yes, till tomorrow then" Harry took her check in his hand and kissed her forehead, Hermione closed her eyes and smiled. Then Harry went away and Hermione went back into her room.
Hermione took off her robe, and arranged her bed to sleep, then she noticed Harry's jacket on the sofa next to her bed. A knock was heard on the door, she smiled to herself and took Harry's jacket in her hands, she went to the door and opened it saying, "I'm going to start thinking you forget your things on purpose Mr. Potter" with a smile on her face. But she didn't find Harry on the door, instead there was a man , with imposing figure, shirt's buttons open till half of his chest, blue-grey eyes shining with something that made Hermione's breath be caught at her throat, his hair falling on his face "Hello, Hermione", he said with a voice that Hermione felt went out of his mouth touched her skin caressing it, branding it, making her sensitive and aware, she felt herself blushing , she looked at him "Malfoy!" she squeaked more than said "Yes Mia, Malfoy, THE Draco Malfoy" he said coming closer to her.
A.N/: now with your answers!
Sapphire1031 : hi! And thanks for reviewing. You must know that I'm re writing this story, I started it years ago and never finished it, so, although you are right about Hermione's appearance, as I thought so too when I started this again, I chose not to change that bit, and other things about the story too, because I wanted to stay true to what I thought back then, or wrote back then. I know it's a bit unreal, but for the sake of this story let us just say she DID change a lot, or everyone had a terrible memory. I hope you like it even if it is not that true to real life.
Ann.
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Well I hope You enjoyed this chapter. Number 8 will be up soon. Love and kisses! And keep reviewing!
