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Chapter 10

Hermione closed her chocolate brown eyes and pressed closer to Draco, as he pulled up and out of their window which was 18 floors up, into the black of the night. Before she knew any different, Draco had angled his broom so they were both pointing to the ground and Hermione, feeling a little disorientated opened her eyes. She felt Draco's chest rise and fall quickly a few times through silent laughter as she gave a quick gasp of fright, and with a swift lunge, they were both plummeting towards the ground full speed. Her mouth was open in a shocked and frightened 'O' as the ground came closer, and closer and clos- "Pull UP!" Hermione screamed, clutching onto Draco for dear life. Draco ignored her and they continued to decent towards the grassy ground. The time seemed to slow down for Hermione, and eventually after a few more seconds, Draco took a deep breath and pulled up his broom with all his strength. He ever so skillfully pulled to a halt, hovering knee-height over the ground.

"Hermione you can let go of me now." He said, enjoying the fact he managed to scare the crap out of her. Hermione let out a faint whimper but still kept her arms firmly clamped around Draco.
"Hermione! Get. Off!" He spoke a little louder. Knitting his eyebrows together, he turned his neck around as far as he could to look at Hermione who still hadn't let go.
She had her eyes shut tight and a few lost tears had managed to escape the corners and fell down her pale cheeks, and her lips were pressed together. Draco noticed that her bottom lip was trembling too. Actually, now he came to think of it, all of her was trembling. With all his experience with females, he knew what was about to happen next. So he quickly stood up (still with Hermione clutching onto him) and pulled the broom out from beneath them, and turned in Hermione's arms. He didn't make any attempt to put an arm around he, because, well... He was slightly clueless as of what to do. When females cried around him, he usually exited stage left and pegged it as fast as his legs would go. But Hermione had a death grip of doooooom, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

He felt Hermione take a deep breath in. 'Here it comes...' he thought to himself. And as luck would have it, it did! The tears started to pour from her eyes, which she had now opened. Draco couldn't actually see she had opened her eyes, as her face was pressed into his chest slightly from her death grip. She slightly shook as she quietly sobbed into the darkness. Draco's "good" side finally took over, and he put one arm around her.
Blinking a few times he opened his mouth and took a breath in. Lost for words he closed his mouth and racked his brain. Only one word kept popping up.
"Sorry..." he said feebly. He felt Hermione tense up in his arms. She'd now stopped sobbing, but remained silent. She took another breath in and Draco prepared himself for more tears. Something else happened instead. He felt a dull ache in his lower back. It took him a mili-second to realise that Hermione had hit him, hard. And sh-"OW!"- she did it again. This time she decided to add audio to it.
"You silly, stupid, immature, thoughtless," Another thump in the back. "childish, pathetic, horrid piece of slim! We could have crashed!" She'd stopped hitting him now, and placed her death grip back on him, only this time it wasn't as tight. This was more like a hug.
"So, enjoy the lil flight then?" He asked innocently, looking down into her eyes.
"Oh? Was that little show there for me? Was it just to scare me, or did you want to show me how good a flyer you actually are? You didn't have to, I've seen you fly, I know how good you are!" Hermione tutted and rolled her eyes as she realised she just gave his ego an extra boost.
Grinning, he answered her.
"It's common knowledge that I'm a brilliant flyer!" He said, sounding a little up himself. "But If I'm to be honest with you, I just got carried away." Hermione snorted at the 'to be honest with you' part.
"How did you get carried away?" She asked him, tilting her head slightly. He looked at her, studying her face before he answered.
"It's just been so long since I flew. I guess I've been missing flying outside. Cutting threw the air at a speed." Draco trailed off smiling slightly. He watched as Hermione smiled back at him. Her whole face, even in the darkness of the night, seemed to light up when she smiled. Her eyes also gave out a small sparkle. Realising they had been smiling at each other, Draco dropped his smile and replaced it with a smirk. "Though it was fun scaring you." Hermione dropped her arms from around him and took the cloak off Draco, as he shrunk his broom and placed it in his pocket.

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The two started to walk away from the school walls, huddled close together hid beneath the smooth water-like fabric of the invisibility cloak.
"Hey get off my foot!"
"Well if you'd move your big fat.. OW! No need for that Granger! I'm off your foot!"
"Gee I must have slipped."
"Can't we light our wands?"
"And have people seeing half a hand and a wand hovering about? I don't think so. Uh... Draco, taking about wands... That is your wand sticking into my back? Right?"
"Well what else would it b... Oh." If it wasn't as dark, Hermione would had bet Ron's Agrippa card that Draco was blushing. Hermione was taking a few deep breaths of air.

"Oh this isn't right! I hate being in these stupid cloaks. Instead of air, I'm breathing in fabric! This is a waste of a trip! And we'll probably get into trouble!"
"How many times exactly have you been in Potheads cloak? Out late at night?" Draco asked suggestively.
Hermione stopped walking and Draco bumped into her back. "HEY!" he almost shouted loudly. Hermione turned to face him. "And what exactly do you mean by that?"
Noticing the sharpness in her voice he tried to throw his hands up.
"Nothing! Nothing! Touch-y!"
They had now managed to get to the lake where the squid was half asleep dazing up into the dark sky. Hermione had starting walking again but like she did before, she suddenly stopped and spun back to face Draco.

"I really didn't like what you were insinuating!" Hermione told Draco, pointing one threatening finger at his face. The moon was shining down on the lake, dancing around from the light ripples the squid was making, making Hermione glow slightly. Draco looked down at her playfully. Hermione noticed and softened her appearance.
"It was just an innocent joke!" He replied, grinning devilishly. His grin made Hermione shiver with emotion of some kind, but she decided to ignore it. Well she couldn't exactly do anything else about it now, could she?
"I didn't know Slytherins do innoce-" But before she got cut off, Draco pulled her into his strong arms and pressed her against him.
"What the f-" Hermione started, but again, Draco silenced her with a little shove closer towards him, and a 'shhh!'. A minute or so passed and Hermione was still pressed closely into Draco's arms. She was starting to enjoy the feeling. She felt the heat radiate from his chest, his arms tightly around her, and the sound of his steady heart beat was soothing and relaxing. Draco was also enjoying the moment. He listened to her breathing, and he also felt... strange... as her head got comfortable on his chest. Although this wasn't the reason he has silenced her. So he told himself. He pulled her off him and looked down at her.

"Ok and may I be the first to say 'what the hell?'" Hermione whispered as he gave her a silencing look.
"I thought I heard someone!" He answered her, looking over her shoulders. Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.
"Oh? And I'm to believe this?" She asked avoiding his eyes.
"Well I don't see why not, its the truth after all. What? Do you honestly think I'll ... I'll hug you for no apparent reason? Oh come on Hermione! I have better taste! Thanks!" Ok he'd gone and done it. Upset her again. He didn't actually mean to, but it was a defense mechanism. To hide the truth.
Hermione studied his face. She'd not spent that long with him, but she'd got to know when he was lying or covering something up. And this was one of them times.
"Draco?" Hermione said, looking at his face. His eyes slowly came from over her shoulder, and locked onto her own. So ok, maybe he didn't upset her after all. But he could tell she knew. He could see it in her eyes. She had that look on her face, like she had just figured out a riddle and knew the answer, and the answer shocked her.
Draco slowly cupped her face in his hands and leaned forward. He could smell the sweetness of her breath on his face as she turned her head up slightly to look at him better. Looking deep into her big deep brown eyes he saw nothing but pure happiness. Even after all these years of him teasing her something rotten, she could still look at him like that. It made a change from the pure hatred looks she used to give him, and it was puzzling Draco. Hermione blinked as she watched Draco search her face for a trace of hate, and he found none.
He gave a small smile, closed his eyes and lowered his lips onto her own. Closing her own eyes, Hermione gave in to Draco's kiss and put her arms around his neck. One hand found its way towards Hermione's hair, as the other caressed her cheek softly.

Draco was the first to pull away, as he needed air. Hermione knitted her brows and looked sadly at him.
"You're not going to run again? Are you?" She asked. Draco smiled down at her.
"No, I don't think I will. Though, given the situation..." He trailed, as he hinted at the invisibility cloak. "Even if I wanted to, I cant."
"And... D-do you want to?" Hermione was almost afraid to ask.
"No." Was his answer, as he lowered his face once more towards Hermione's. Though his lips never quite reached their destination, as out of nowhere a dark shadow stumbled towards the lake, swaying slightly. Draco gave Hermione an 'I told you there was someone!' look as the two slowly and quietly backed away enough, so the person wouldn't bump into them.

The person soon made itself clear as 'it' came into the light reflecting off the moon.
"Never let my -hiccup- hair down, don't I?" Came the drunken voice of Professor McGonagall as she walked, no make that swerved along the grassy edge of the lake towards the entrance of Hogwarts.
She pointed one long finger in the air as if making a point.
"I'll slow.. uh.. show them.. all of them! I'm not.. I'm not... What am I not again?" she asked herself, lowering her arm and looked at the squid.
Hermione gave Draco a horrified look, as he looked on in utter amazement. Though he did manage to discretely take hold of Hermione's hand and interlock his fingers with her own. Hermione looked from Draco's still shocked face, down to their hands, then up to look back at their drunken Professor.
She had a few free strands flying from her tight bun, and her hat was sat skewiff on her head. Her glasses were hanging on the end of her nose, slightly lopsided.
"In fla..fact, I'll go prove it right -hiccup- now." She said over to the squid, who was now looking really scared. "I'll make that Severrrrus wish he never.. never eve... UH!" She'd tripped on a small rock but recovered herself in time.
"...never ever wish he called me a stiff old prune." And with that she licked her lips, narrowed her eyes and made her way to the entrance doors.

"Poor poor Professor Snape." Draco chuckled to himself, shaking his head slowly. Where as Hermione looked like a cod fish - stood there with her mouth open. She blinked a few times, shut her mouth and turned to Draco.
"I did just see that? Didn't I? Or did I?"
"Yeah, you did. And hell that was really weird." He answered her.
Hermione rubbed her thumb against his hand. "It's about as weird as us kissing!" She said slyly. Draco raised his eyebrows three times and pulled her into a deep, slow kiss.

A/N: Teehee.. teeeeeheeeeee... Hand up all them people who wanna shoot me now? Well I don't care if you didn't like it. I happened to like it! Just the right amount of humour and fluffy stuff! NERNER! So anyway, I want you to review it now... please? Pleeaasseee? Oh go on! Ya will.. ya will! Ya will ya will ya will! *runs off humming the 'Father Ted' theme tune*

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