Chapter Ten: Night
Hermione and Draco's point of view.
I have to admit I was a little nervous. I have no idea why, but the thought of me in my too short shorts I always slept in and my tiny shirt that reached above my belly button in the same bed at Draco gave me the tingles. I wouldn't let them be the good kind of tingles, even though I knew they were. I would have felt better if he didn't sleep in only his boxers. Gods. He was lying on the top of my bed, hands behind his head like her was on a cruise or something. I sat cross legged next to him, not really tired anymore. "You look too sexy to be going to sleep." He said calmly, like he was telling me he liked bacon. I wanted to stab him. But like he'd said, I'd miss him too much. "Shut up." I said, running my hand over his stomach. The bruises were already gone. I almost cried to think just yesterday he'd been close to dying. Today seemed so long. So much had happened. In a matter of moments, I became very upset and bothered. I lie down next to him and put my arm over him, cuddling as close to him as I could get. He was warm. So warm. He wrapped an arm around me and I tried not to cry. He was there, and he was alright. He'd be fine.
"You sleepy?" he asked, playing in my hair. "No." I said, I really wanted to go to sleep, but my body still had too much energy. Or was it adrenaline? "Want me to sing to you?" he asked. Yes, that is exactly what I wanted. "I'll probably cry." I said, and he laughed. "Right. You probably would." I thought about today, it was like a couple months of drama packed into 24 hours. "Draco? What are we? Me and you." He thought for a moment. "Friends. With benefits, of course, but that's only because we can't tame our feelings for each other. I mean, if we hold anything in for a couple of minutes, soon it'll just flow out ten fold. Exhibit A: a couple of minutes ago out in the hallway. Exhibit B: the hallway last night. Exhibit C: The ambulance. Well you get the idea. I guess if you wanted to be deeper, you could say we're soul mates; kept apart by the unfair and cruel forces of the world." He was too brilliant.
"Wow, Draco. You are just so… I don't know. You make it so hard to be good." He smiled.
"Then don't be. Come on, we can just fool around, it'll make you sleepy."
I shook my head. "You're crazy."
He gave me a fake frown. You're so mean."
"I am not."
"You are too."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"You are so immature."
"So are you."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"I'm tired." I said, yawning.
"Then go to sleep."
"I can't."
"Why not?" he asked, letting go of me and crawling under the covers. I followed him and cuddled close to him again. He pulled my leg over him and pulled my closer. It was like a sex position, only with clothes on. Barely any clothes, might I add.
He ran his hand up and down my leg, me shivering whenever his hand was on my thigh. After a while he noticed and started rubbing my thigh all the way under my shorts, and then going back down. I have to admit I was getting… well, you know. Aroused. Okay, yes, I said it, and I wanted him. Bad. I was biting my lip so much that day, I almost dug a hole straight through it. Involuntarily, after a while of him doing that, I'd grind myself onto him and take a deep intake of air when he did it. When I started breathing like I'd just been running a marathon, I ended up moaning. I couldn't handle it; I wanted him to touch more of me. "Draco." I moaned, digging my nails into his back. "Mmhmm?" he asked, still rubbing my leg. I was about to say something when he pushed his long fingers under my underwear.
"St-st-sto- oh gods, do it again." Draco smiled and pat my leg.
"Go to sleep." Okay, so he got to me. He really got to me. It was embarrasing.
"I'm not sleepy." I said stubbornly, but I yawned and gave myself up. He laughed and took my leg off of him.
"Yeah you are." He kissed me on the cheek and I gave him a dirty look. He laughed at me. "Why do you look so upset?" I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed again.
"I hate you." I said, flicking his side. "I hate you and your sexy body, and sexy eyes, and sexy hair, and sexy everything. I hate you."
"Kiss me." He pulled me closer to him and kissed me. I knew we should stop, he knew it too. But it was so hard. Like he said, if we hold things in too long, they pour out even stronger than before. Well, what were we supposed to do about it? We weren't together-I didn't even know if we could be- but we had something. I don't really know how to explain it, its just a feeling a get when he's around. I used to wonder if he felt it too.
I was still a little riled up from earlier, and I guess Draco was getting heated up too because he pulled away from me and turned to face the other way. "Night." He mumbled, hiding his head under a pilow. "Night." I said, touching his back, but then quickly pulling my had away. I moved about a foot away from him and rolled up into a ball. Was he mad at me? I felt myself tears falling down my face and I cursed myself for crying. He heard me sniffing and he turned back around. He sighed and pulled me back towards him.
"Come here." I let him pull me, still in a little ball, and wiped my eyes. I nuzzled closer to his chest and he kissed my forehead. "You're so emotional. Go to sleep."
"I am not emotional, I am tired. I can't believe you called me emotional, you are the one who has a freaking double personality. I shoud kick you out right now, do you know what –yawn-." Draco stared at me when I was yawning, and then closed his eyes tight. "Night again." He mumbled. "Night." I said before closing my eyes and finally falling asleep.
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