Fascination
Chapter 10
Outlook
My reviewers! I love you all so much! Will you all marry me? Just kidding :-D
February Dreams: Awesome pen name! Thanks for the review.
Alexandra Trent: Yes, that chapter was too short. I'm sorry. I'll make up for it with an extra-special-as long as I can manage-really super-cool chapter :-D
Hermione's Point of View
God, I'm such a baby. What kind of girl goes running out of the Slytherin house bawling her eyes out? Me! I just did the hardest thing in my life. When I was younger I thought the hardest thing for me would be to get married, or get a job. But, NO, the insolent bitch had to worm his way into my life. I don't know what's wrong with me! On the outside he's the same conceited little boy I've known since I was eleven, but when we're together physically he's like a best friend. We speak together in the language of touch. I reached the common room and flopped into an armchair. Lucky for me, McGonnagal understands I'm going through a rough time and has been very nice about letting me miss classes occasionally. I walked over to Parvati's bag and pulled out a bottle of Fire Whiskey. I'm not a drinker, but I think the circumstances call for a little bit of drinking. I popped open the top and lifted the bottle to my lips, taking a large gulp. It burnt my throat as it went down, but for some reason I kept on drinking. I went through the entire bottle, before throwing it at the wall and watching glass shatter. God, I'm screwed up. I'm so mental, I wouldn't be surprised if they sent me to St. Mungo's. I pulled my hair into a low ponytail and changed out of Draco's clothing. I pulled on my extra school uniform and glanced at my watch. It was almost 12pm. I might as well head on down to lunch. I looked at my stomach; my ribs were sticking out and my stomach curved inward. I've been missing a lot of meals lately. I put on some shoes and headed out of the room to find Ron and Harry at lunch.
(A/n back to normal)
Hermione reached the long table and sat down to wait for Ron and Harry. They came in about ten minutes later and sat down next to her.
"You never came back last night Hermione," said Ron softly.
"I know. I got caught up with Terry," she answered, sighing.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" asked Harry, furrowing his brow.
"N-no." Hermione stuttered, hoping her red cheek wasn't too obvious.
"Good." said Ron, eyeing her suspiciously as he took a bite of his roll.
Hermione nibbled at her sandwich and tried to look normal, but she could feel eyes boring into her.
She glanced upwards, and caught the eyes of Malfoy, at the Slytherin table, looking her in the eyes. Instead of looking at her cynically like usual, he glanced down to his food and ran a hand through his hair.
MALFOY POINT OF VIEW
I'm such an idiot. Granger looked me in the eye and I averted my eyes away nervously. Nervously? Whoa, I'm not…nervous! Why did the little bitch have to come in my life and ruin everything? He is such a know-it-all, but she understands me, I can tell when she kisses me. I don't know what I think anymore. Before she came along, I have my views set out and I knew exactly what I wanted. Then she had to come and change it all. Good thing she refuses to speak to me anymore. Maybe I've got some time to heal. Can't she stop looking at me? She keeps giving me sporadic glances between bites of her meal. It's not like I'm not looking at her…it's just I wish she wouldn't look at me.
NORMAL POV
Hermione almost choked on her food as her eyes caught Terry's. He softly smiled and winked at her. That was it. She needed to tell someone about the rape. She stood up and bid Ron and Harry good-bye and walked to the infirmary, alone and afraid. As she reached the infirmary, she stuck her head in.
"Madam Pomfrey?" she said softly. "Can I speak to you?"
Madam Pomfrey nodded and motioned for Hermione to sit down.
"I'm sure the headmaster informed you of my little situation with Terry Boot. He, well he-" Hermione feel tears stinging at her eyes.
"Did he hurt you again?" Madam Pomfrey asked sympathetically.
Hermione nodded, tears now slipping down her cheeks. "He raped me." she choked. "Last night."
"Oh dear." Madam Pomfrey gasped as she hugged Hermione tightly, letting the fragile girl sob softly.
"There is some good news for you." Madam Pomfrey exclaimed.
"If he did it last night, I can perform a spell that will extract evidence from you to use in Wizard Court."
Hermione opened her eyes. "You mean, he can get locked up? For good?" Madam Pomfrey nodded. "I'm going to have to perform some simple spells on you. They can be painful, so I'm going to put you to sleep, ok?"
Hermione nodded and smiled softly.
Hermione awoke and looked around the room. Madam Pomfrey was sitting in a chair next to her.
"You're awake. We got some evidence, and Dumbledore sent it to the ministry a few minutes ago. You are free to go. The head of Ravenclaw will keep his eye on Terry."
Hermione grinned. "Thank you. Thank you so much!"
She stood up and left the infirmary.
Hermione arrived at the tower to find that most everyone was asleep, except for Ron and Harry who were sitting on the couch by the fire.
"Hermione!" Harry exclaimed "It's 11:00 at night! Where have you been?"
"Yeah, you disappeared for an entire day!" added Ron.
"I had to get some tests done in the infirmary. I'll explain it to you guys later."
Hermione hugged them each and hurried to the dormitory. She changed and got into bed, feeling greatly relieved. Hermione tossed and turned. She couldn't fall asleep. She reached into her bag where she had stashed Draco's clothing. She pulled his shirt out and held it to her face. It smelled just like him. Draco always smelled like cinnamon, rain, and everything good. She hugged the shirt tightly to her chest and fell asleep quickly.
~*~*~
Draco lied in bed, feeling restless. He couldn't sleep now matter how hard he tried. He reached into his bag and pulled out the ripped remnant of Hermione's shirt. He held it to his face. It smelled like vanilla. Hermione always smelled like vanilla. He squeezed the shirt in his fist. It dawned on him.
He missed her.
~*~*~
Hermione awoke Saturday morning feeling greatly fulfilled. For the last week she had been sleeping with Draco's shirt in her arms. The smell comforted her and took her problems away for the night. She felt a little dumb for her guilty pleasure, because in her heart she knew she missed him. She wasn't sure why, he had always treated her like a whore. But, she knew that inside he wasn't all bad. Of course, he was a little misdirected, but he had good inside, he had to, everyone does. She lied in bed staring at the ceiling, finally closing her eyes and dreaming.
@!@
"Hermione," whispered a soft voice. She was standing in the great hall, only it was decorated with gold tapestries and a bed sat in the middle of the room. Draco was kissing Hermione, and they were both brilliantly naked. He kissed her softly, almost like worshipping her. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, his fingers running up and down her stomach. He positioned himself and thrust into her, causing her to cry in ecstasy. He kept on kissing her while pumping in and out of her. He climaxed at the same time as her and she collapsed on top of him, panting loudly, still kissing his neck and chest. He ran his fingers through her long hair and kissed her forehead. They stayed like this, looking into each other's eyes, when suddenly the image of Draco faded away and Hermione was left alone on the bed. She cried in shock as a warm body pressed themselves on top of her. The figure, with a mop of blonde curls and deep brown eyes smirked at her.
"Terry!" she cried, but he placed a hand over her mouth. He slowly dressed her in a flowing white dress and veil. He suddenly was dressed as a groom. He grabbed her arms and pulled her up a large aisle, then slipping a gold ring onto her gloved finger.
"Hermione," he grinned evilly. "My wife. Mine forever!"
@!@
Hermione shot out of bed screaming. "Holy shit." she panted to herself as she realized it was all a dream. Hermione stood up out of bed and changed out her nightclothes, tucking Draco's shirt underneath her pillow and pulling her comforter to cover the pillow.
She left the dormitory and headed towards the library. She reached the library and scanned the shelves, looking for a good book. She finally found a book about Dragon Bi-Laws and settled in a chair to read.
"Dragon Bi-Laws have been a major topic of interest for thousands of years." Hermione read to herself.
"They are constantly changing and-"
Hermione was interrupted as she felt a poke in the back. She turned to a face a smiling male figure.
"Hermione I need to tell you something."
Hermione smirked at the boy. "Yes?"
"I'm in love with you."
TBC
I wonder who the boy is. Is it Terry? Draco? Ron? Harry? Or someone else…? Take a guess in your review! Tell me what you thought! I know this chapter was kind of angsty and boring. I'm sorry! Did you like it though? Please tell me. I'm not posting again till' I get some reviews!! I think this story will end in about 5 chapters. Then I'll do a MUCH longer sequel, then an even LONGER 3rd book. I may even write a spin-off too much fun!! Should I continue? Would you read a three-story thing?
Chapter 10
Outlook
My reviewers! I love you all so much! Will you all marry me? Just kidding :-D
February Dreams: Awesome pen name! Thanks for the review.
Alexandra Trent: Yes, that chapter was too short. I'm sorry. I'll make up for it with an extra-special-as long as I can manage-really super-cool chapter :-D
Hermione's Point of View
God, I'm such a baby. What kind of girl goes running out of the Slytherin house bawling her eyes out? Me! I just did the hardest thing in my life. When I was younger I thought the hardest thing for me would be to get married, or get a job. But, NO, the insolent bitch had to worm his way into my life. I don't know what's wrong with me! On the outside he's the same conceited little boy I've known since I was eleven, but when we're together physically he's like a best friend. We speak together in the language of touch. I reached the common room and flopped into an armchair. Lucky for me, McGonnagal understands I'm going through a rough time and has been very nice about letting me miss classes occasionally. I walked over to Parvati's bag and pulled out a bottle of Fire Whiskey. I'm not a drinker, but I think the circumstances call for a little bit of drinking. I popped open the top and lifted the bottle to my lips, taking a large gulp. It burnt my throat as it went down, but for some reason I kept on drinking. I went through the entire bottle, before throwing it at the wall and watching glass shatter. God, I'm screwed up. I'm so mental, I wouldn't be surprised if they sent me to St. Mungo's. I pulled my hair into a low ponytail and changed out of Draco's clothing. I pulled on my extra school uniform and glanced at my watch. It was almost 12pm. I might as well head on down to lunch. I looked at my stomach; my ribs were sticking out and my stomach curved inward. I've been missing a lot of meals lately. I put on some shoes and headed out of the room to find Ron and Harry at lunch.
(A/n back to normal)
Hermione reached the long table and sat down to wait for Ron and Harry. They came in about ten minutes later and sat down next to her.
"You never came back last night Hermione," said Ron softly.
"I know. I got caught up with Terry," she answered, sighing.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" asked Harry, furrowing his brow.
"N-no." Hermione stuttered, hoping her red cheek wasn't too obvious.
"Good." said Ron, eyeing her suspiciously as he took a bite of his roll.
Hermione nibbled at her sandwich and tried to look normal, but she could feel eyes boring into her.
She glanced upwards, and caught the eyes of Malfoy, at the Slytherin table, looking her in the eyes. Instead of looking at her cynically like usual, he glanced down to his food and ran a hand through his hair.
MALFOY POINT OF VIEW
I'm such an idiot. Granger looked me in the eye and I averted my eyes away nervously. Nervously? Whoa, I'm not…nervous! Why did the little bitch have to come in my life and ruin everything? He is such a know-it-all, but she understands me, I can tell when she kisses me. I don't know what I think anymore. Before she came along, I have my views set out and I knew exactly what I wanted. Then she had to come and change it all. Good thing she refuses to speak to me anymore. Maybe I've got some time to heal. Can't she stop looking at me? She keeps giving me sporadic glances between bites of her meal. It's not like I'm not looking at her…it's just I wish she wouldn't look at me.
NORMAL POV
Hermione almost choked on her food as her eyes caught Terry's. He softly smiled and winked at her. That was it. She needed to tell someone about the rape. She stood up and bid Ron and Harry good-bye and walked to the infirmary, alone and afraid. As she reached the infirmary, she stuck her head in.
"Madam Pomfrey?" she said softly. "Can I speak to you?"
Madam Pomfrey nodded and motioned for Hermione to sit down.
"I'm sure the headmaster informed you of my little situation with Terry Boot. He, well he-" Hermione feel tears stinging at her eyes.
"Did he hurt you again?" Madam Pomfrey asked sympathetically.
Hermione nodded, tears now slipping down her cheeks. "He raped me." she choked. "Last night."
"Oh dear." Madam Pomfrey gasped as she hugged Hermione tightly, letting the fragile girl sob softly.
"There is some good news for you." Madam Pomfrey exclaimed.
"If he did it last night, I can perform a spell that will extract evidence from you to use in Wizard Court."
Hermione opened her eyes. "You mean, he can get locked up? For good?" Madam Pomfrey nodded. "I'm going to have to perform some simple spells on you. They can be painful, so I'm going to put you to sleep, ok?"
Hermione nodded and smiled softly.
Hermione awoke and looked around the room. Madam Pomfrey was sitting in a chair next to her.
"You're awake. We got some evidence, and Dumbledore sent it to the ministry a few minutes ago. You are free to go. The head of Ravenclaw will keep his eye on Terry."
Hermione grinned. "Thank you. Thank you so much!"
She stood up and left the infirmary.
Hermione arrived at the tower to find that most everyone was asleep, except for Ron and Harry who were sitting on the couch by the fire.
"Hermione!" Harry exclaimed "It's 11:00 at night! Where have you been?"
"Yeah, you disappeared for an entire day!" added Ron.
"I had to get some tests done in the infirmary. I'll explain it to you guys later."
Hermione hugged them each and hurried to the dormitory. She changed and got into bed, feeling greatly relieved. Hermione tossed and turned. She couldn't fall asleep. She reached into her bag where she had stashed Draco's clothing. She pulled his shirt out and held it to her face. It smelled just like him. Draco always smelled like cinnamon, rain, and everything good. She hugged the shirt tightly to her chest and fell asleep quickly.
~*~*~
Draco lied in bed, feeling restless. He couldn't sleep now matter how hard he tried. He reached into his bag and pulled out the ripped remnant of Hermione's shirt. He held it to his face. It smelled like vanilla. Hermione always smelled like vanilla. He squeezed the shirt in his fist. It dawned on him.
He missed her.
~*~*~
Hermione awoke Saturday morning feeling greatly fulfilled. For the last week she had been sleeping with Draco's shirt in her arms. The smell comforted her and took her problems away for the night. She felt a little dumb for her guilty pleasure, because in her heart she knew she missed him. She wasn't sure why, he had always treated her like a whore. But, she knew that inside he wasn't all bad. Of course, he was a little misdirected, but he had good inside, he had to, everyone does. She lied in bed staring at the ceiling, finally closing her eyes and dreaming.
@!@
"Hermione," whispered a soft voice. She was standing in the great hall, only it was decorated with gold tapestries and a bed sat in the middle of the room. Draco was kissing Hermione, and they were both brilliantly naked. He kissed her softly, almost like worshipping her. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, his fingers running up and down her stomach. He positioned himself and thrust into her, causing her to cry in ecstasy. He kept on kissing her while pumping in and out of her. He climaxed at the same time as her and she collapsed on top of him, panting loudly, still kissing his neck and chest. He ran his fingers through her long hair and kissed her forehead. They stayed like this, looking into each other's eyes, when suddenly the image of Draco faded away and Hermione was left alone on the bed. She cried in shock as a warm body pressed themselves on top of her. The figure, with a mop of blonde curls and deep brown eyes smirked at her.
"Terry!" she cried, but he placed a hand over her mouth. He slowly dressed her in a flowing white dress and veil. He suddenly was dressed as a groom. He grabbed her arms and pulled her up a large aisle, then slipping a gold ring onto her gloved finger.
"Hermione," he grinned evilly. "My wife. Mine forever!"
@!@
Hermione shot out of bed screaming. "Holy shit." she panted to herself as she realized it was all a dream. Hermione stood up out of bed and changed out her nightclothes, tucking Draco's shirt underneath her pillow and pulling her comforter to cover the pillow.
She left the dormitory and headed towards the library. She reached the library and scanned the shelves, looking for a good book. She finally found a book about Dragon Bi-Laws and settled in a chair to read.
"Dragon Bi-Laws have been a major topic of interest for thousands of years." Hermione read to herself.
"They are constantly changing and-"
Hermione was interrupted as she felt a poke in the back. She turned to a face a smiling male figure.
"Hermione I need to tell you something."
Hermione smirked at the boy. "Yes?"
"I'm in love with you."
TBC
I wonder who the boy is. Is it Terry? Draco? Ron? Harry? Or someone else…? Take a guess in your review! Tell me what you thought! I know this chapter was kind of angsty and boring. I'm sorry! Did you like it though? Please tell me. I'm not posting again till' I get some reviews!! I think this story will end in about 5 chapters. Then I'll do a MUCH longer sequel, then an even LONGER 3rd book. I may even write a spin-off too much fun!! Should I continue? Would you read a three-story thing?