Smells like teen spirit chapter 13.
Hermione paced around her room restlessly. She just couldn't get that kiss out of her head. It had been a gentle, lingering kiss that seemed to imply that he was holding back. It had been the best kiss she'd ever had, not that she had many to compare it to in the first place. She was scared by the look in Draco's eyes as he pulled away. She was scared about what the future would hold. But what scared her even more, was the way that she had reacted to the kiss. She was scared by the way that her heart had started to race, the way she had leaned in to his touch, the way that butterflies beat around her stomach as he walked away after murmuring;
"Sleep tight Angel." As much as she protested against it, she actually quite liked being called Angel. She'd never really had a proper nickname before, it made her feel special. Loved. Lately even being around Draco had set her head and heart reeling. He was so different to how she'd previously known him. She'd always thought that he was a cold hearted bastard, but now she saw a much warmer, softer side to him. A side that she could fall in love with. She froze at that thought. Was she falling in love with Draco Malfoy? She had no idea what love felt like. But she knew someone who did.
CJ was curled up in bed with Ben, half asleep, when Hermione walked into her room.
"C? Are you awake?" She whispered. CJ propped herself up on arm.
"Hermione? What's up?"
"I need to talk to you."
"Hang on." CJ moved to get out of bed, only to be pulled back in closer by Ben. CJ sighed and rolled her eyes. "Ben, get off." He just grunted and held her tighter. CJ growled. "Benjamin Ethan Hollins, if you do not let go of me this instant, you won't be having any sex until the Easter holidays." That got a reaction. His arm rocketed away from her waist. She smiled smugly and got out of bed. "There, that wasn't difficult now was it?" She threw a silk robe on over her short silk gown, not bothering to tie it closed and nodded Hermione towards the door. She pulled it closed behind her and looked at Hermione expectantly.
"Draco kissed me." CJ's eyes widened.
"I think that we are going to need hot chocolate. Lots of it." She mumbled, rubbing her forehead.
After making a large thermos flask of hot chocolate and filling a large plate with chocolate biscuits, CJ took Hermione to the library. She settled herself in a large armchair, curled her hands around her mug and looked at Hermione, taking in the way that Hermione's hair frizzed out due to her running her hands through it and the stressed set of her shoulders.
"Tell me everything." Hermione took a sip of her hot chocolate and told CJ everything, including a few things that she hadn't even admitted to herself. CJ didn't say a word, just let Hermione talk and explain everything. By the end, Hermione was nearly in tears.
"I think that I love him. And it terrifies me CJ." She rose out of her chair and pulled Hermione into a strong, reassuring hug.
"Hey, hey, hey," She whispered. "It's ok. It'll be ok." She gently pulled away and looked Hermione in the eye. "Tell me why loving him terrifies you."
"Because he'll never love me back. Because Harry and Ron will never accept him. Because the rest of the pack will never accept it. Because of who he is." She murmured, fighting the tears. "Because of his family." CJ considered everything Hermione had just said, and then proceeded to pick holes in all of it.
"Bullshit, he'll never love you back. If he didn't care, why did he kiss you?" She took a sip if her hot chocolate as she watched Hermione's slightly shocked reaction. "It might not be love at the minute, but something is obviously there, if he's been the one starting the flirting. After all, he asked you on a date, not the other way around. He kissed you. So he obviously likes you." Hermione nodded in agreement. She'd never thought of it like that before. "As for Harry and Ron, they're supposed to be your best friends, if they can't accept that he makes you happy, that he's not like they think, then they're obviously not as great friends as you thought." Hermione began to defend her friends, but CJ held up a hand. "I'm not having a go at them. I'm just saying that if they can't accept something that obviously makes you happy, because they don't like him, then they're not as great as you make them out to be. A lot of my friends didn't like Ben to start off with, some still don't but they accept him because he makes me happy." CJ paused to let her point sink in before moving on. "The pack are mainly a bunch of stuck-up pure bloods who have their heads up their asses. They just don't get that we need muggles to survive or we'd all be inbred. They don't have to like it, but they can deal with it. Or they can deal with me, Draco and Blaise. As for who he is. A lot of that is a front, put on to keep up a reputation that will vanish when we graduate. He's not really that person. Sure there are aspects of the front that are him, but it's not all true. Give him time and you'll realise that. His family are a whole different kettle of fish. Yes, Narcissa constantly looks like someone has shoved a rotting fish under nose, but they both love him and want to see him happy. With Voldemort gone, Lucius is likely to live out the rest of his life in Azkaban. You don't need to worry about either of them. Besides, they're both wolves and could never, no matter how much they dislike you, hurt an omega." CJ studied Hermione as she finished her hot chocolate.
"How do you know so much about Omega's, C?" CJ bit her lip, not expecting this topic to have come up so soon.
"My grandmother was an Omega." She whispered, remembering times long passed. "But, that's a topic for another day. Now as for you and Draco. Just take it easy. See what happens and where life takes you." She drained her cup and stood. "Get some sleep Hermione, everything seems different after a good night's sleep." And with that she turned and left the room. Leaving Hermione to her thoughts.