Hermione looked at him, eventually she gave in, "Fine. But don't do anything weird." She said pointing a finger at him.
He quickly smiled and hugged her. He got so excited that he picked her up off the ground and started spinning her. He realized what he was doing and put her down. "Sorry. I got a bit carried away.
She giggled, "It's okay."
He coughed, "Well, follow me."
She followed him up the stairs. He had a really nice home. The floor was sparkling clean and the walls were decorated beautifully.
"You live in this big house all by yourself?" She looked around, it was a house everyone would dream of having. The house had to be two or three times the size of her own house.
"Yeah, ever since I was little, I couldn't wait to get a house of my own. Prove to my parents that I could do something." He said. He sounded like he had a bad relationship with his parents. She was a bit curious.
They stood in front of a door to a room. "So, this is an extra room that I don't really use." He opened the door and let Hermione go in first.
She could not believe her eyes when she stepped in. "Wow!" The walls were a beige color and the carpet was white. Inside the room was a flat screen television, a stunning bed with pillows near the headboard, and a beautiful view of the city. "This room if gorgeous!"
He leaned against the doorway, "Yeah. Maybe it could be yours someday."
Hermione looked down shyly, she took a seat on the bed. To her surprise, instead of him leaving, he took a seat next to her.
He bit his lip, "So uh, where are you from?"
She sighed, "What is this? 20 questions?"
He laughed, "No, I'm just wondering. I've never seen you around this place before."
She shrugged, "So? There's a lot of people who are new around here too."
"But you're different. You're not like most people here." The longer she stayed with him, the more genuine he sounded. She could tell by the look on his face.
She folded her hands, "Geez, is that a compliment?"
He nodded slowly, "Yes, it certainly is."
She covered her mouth to stop her from laughing, "Are you always this sarcastic?"
"I don't know. You tell me." He said.
She smiled, "Well, it's hard to say. I actually don't know where I'm from. You see, I never knew my parents. I don't know what happened to them. All I know is that I'm not from here. I moved here a few years ago. And-" she heard her own voice break. "It's really hard for me to talk about it. Maybe I can tell you a different time."
He comforted her, "Alright. You should probably rest now." He kissed her hand again and got up to leave her alone.
She checked to make sure he was out of ear shot and closed the door. "This is so not happening."
That moment, she remembered that Ron had to call her at ten if she wasn't back. It was just a quarter after nine, so she wanted to stay up later so she can tell him that she was at a friend's house.
She unstrapped her heels and placed them beside the bed. Her dress was tight on her, she didn't want to sleep in it. She thought of taking it off but she had nothing but her lingerie on underneath.
She hoped that Draco wouldn't barge in on her in the middle of the night. She was wondering how Ginny was doing. She knew Ginny and Harry went on a date earlier.
It killed her that she wouldn't get to hear what happened until tomorrow. The city was nice at night. Everything was lit up by the streetlights, the cars, and the buildings.
She got bored laying on the bed so she looked through her purse. Nothing but money, lip gloss, and her phone was in there.
She took out her phone and checked the time. "9:30. Okay, he's going to call me in half an hour."
She looked at her contact list and saw the names of some of the girls she worked with. She wanted to get Ron and Ginny's number so she can call them when she was away.
It got really dark outside. She was always afraid of the dark. As a little girl, she'd pull the blankets over her head to hide from the darkness.
She laid down on the bed and closed her eyes. She kept tossing and turning. She couldn't sleep and she didn't know why. She usually always has no problem sleeping. For some reason she couldn't sleep.
She groaned as she picked herself up off the bed. She put on her heels, then she sneaked her way to the door. She opened it to see if Draco was around.
It was scary that she was the only one making noise. Everything was dead quiet, she felt like she was in a horror movie. She thinking about leaving but that wasn't an option anymore.
"Hey!"
She gasped and turned around, "Draco, what the hell?"
"Sorry. What are you doing out here?"
She tried to catch her breath, "I couldn't sleep. I wanted to walk around, and eventually I'll tire myself out."
"I can help you sleep." He offered.
"No, it's okay. I'll find a way to sleep." She stood still, deciding if she should go back to her room or stay put.
"I'm an insomniac. I can never sleep." He sighed.
She nodded, "Well, neither can I. I don't know why. I usually don't have a hard time sleeping."
"Yeah." He said, "Hey, can I ask you something?"
She cocked her head a little, "Sure."
"That guy you were with last night. What was his name?"
"Oh, Ron? What about him?" She was suspicious.
"Ron? As in Ronald Weasley?" His eyebrow was raised.
She nodded slowly, "Yeah."
"I can't belive this! That was Ronald?" He asked again.
"Yup, pretty sure." She said feeling annoyed.
"Wow, he's so different than he was back in high school!"
This sparked her curiousity, "What was he like in high school?" She was excited to hear about what Ron used to be like.
"He used to be so nerdy." he said. "Like, he had these glasses that were too big for his face and he'd always talk about comic books and superheroes and everything."
"Really? Wow." She actually liked the idea of Ron obsessing over comic books.
"He also wore these braces that looked a bit big on his teeth. But I will say, he was a damn good athlete. He was on the basketball team and the football team."
Her eyes lit up. She was hearing about her boyfriend from an old classmate. It was really interesting for her. She wondered if Harry went to the same school as well, or if Ginny did as well.
Another thought came to mind, "He told me you were in the basketball team as well."
He smiled pretentiously, "Yup, I was team captain."
She nodded, "That's really cool. Did you really talk to Ron?"
"Not really, actually. He never really spoke to me. He was kind of shy."
"Really? That's hard to believe."
He nodded, "Yeah. He's changed a lot. I wonder if he still plays basketball."
"Oh, he does. I played with him before." She smiled as the memory popped up in her head.
He looked taken aback, "Wait, you play basketball?"
She shrugged, "A little."
"Whoa. A chick that can play basketball?"
"Yeah. Girls can play basketball too, you know."
He chuckled, "Were you a cheerleader at our school?"
"No, I wasn't. I was actually homeschooled."
He grinned, "Ah, I ask because you actually look a lot like this one cheerleader. She was always in a good mood all the time."
She smiled weakly and looked at her shoes.
"Can I ask you something?"
She felt her body freeze, "Sure."
He smiled out of nowhere, "Are you two dating?"
"Who? Me and the cheerleader?" She asked confused.
This made him laugh, "No. You and Ron."
"Oh. Yeah. We are." She blushed.
"Wow. Who would've thought that Ron would get a girl like you?"
She made a face, "What do you mean?"
"Well, he never really had luck with girls. Girls never really talked to him. Some of the cheerleaders would actually make fun of him."
"What?" She said in shock.
He nodded, "Yeah. They called him names and made fun of his glasses."
She couldn't take all of that in all at once. "Wow."
"He even asked a girl to prom and she told him she wanted someone better to ask her."
She was mad that someone would do that to Ron, "Whoa, that sucks."
"And for him to find someone like you. It's unbelievable." He said as if it was bizarre. "I hope that you guys are happy together."
She smiled, "That's very nice of you, Draco. Really."
He stretched his arms, "Wow, I'm getting sleepy. I think I better get back to my room. Good night Hermione."
"Good night, Draco." She quickly checked her phone. It was almost ten, she couldn't wait for Ron to call her.
She went back inside her room and closed the door quietly. She was still so happy to be Ron's girlfriend. She hasn't been this happy in a long time. She did have second thoughts about it too. She questioned herself if she really liked him or because it was because he saved her. She asked herself so many questions. Her phone rang, making her stop thinking.
The caller id read 'Unknown' but she picked it up.
"Hello?" She said quietly.
"Hi. Who is this?" The other person on the line asked.
Her heart was beating fast, "Um, Hermione."
"Oh, Hermione! I barely recognized your voice." It was Ron.
"Ron? Oh hi! My friend offered me to stay at her place for the night. She wanted me to stay after the wedding. Is that alright with you?"
"Yeah. That's fine, Hermione."
She didn't want to disappoint him, "I'll be back in the morning. I promise."
"Okay then. Good night Hermione."
"Bye, Ron." She ended the call. She had hoped that conversation would have gone better. She was afraid she might have made him upset.
She groaned as she threw herself on the bed. She wasn't sure what happened between Draco and Ron, but she had a feeling that Ron might have just been jealous of him.
She quickly regretted staying at Draco's. Only because she missed Ron. Ever since they met, they pretty much went everywhere together. She wondered if he was still playing with his guitar or if he was asleep already. Eventually she got sleepy, so she layed her head on the pillow and wrapped herself in the blaket.
Hermione woke up really early. The big glass window let in so much sunshine, it woke her up. She didn't complain though. The view was amazing. She felt really euphoric, she couldn't wait to see Ron again.
She went in the bathroom to look if there was a brush. Luckily, there was. Hermione hated how her hair looked in the morning. She brushed it about a thousand times before setting the brush down.
When she came back to her room, Draco was there, standing near her bed. "Hey, what are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to say good morning." He smiled. "I can make you breakfast if you're hungry."
She walked over to the nightstand to open her purse, "Oh no. I'm not hungry. I really need to go home though."
He didn't say anything. "Oh. Okay."
She felt remorse, "Maybe we can hang out again another time?"
He smiled again, "Yeah. You want my number?"
"Yeah. Put it in." She handed him her pink phone.
He began pressing the buttons to put his phone number in. "Okay, Draco Malfoy. Six-two-one.."
He muttered the rest of the numbers. Hermione stood there awkwardly, waiting for him to give her phone back.
"Okay. Here you go." He clasped his hands together.
"Thanks. Bye!" She waved goodbye and quickly left his home. She took a deep breath. She was glad to be out of there. Not that she didn't like Draco, but because she hasn't seen Ron since last night. She wondered what he thought that she was doing. Hopefully he wouldn't be too angry at her.