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Draco's POV
It had been about two months since we had moved all of our things into the apartment, and a month since the kiss. I didn't really understand everything I was feeling in that moment; all those types of feelings were foreign to me, until now.
I had built myself somewhat of a reputation over my years at Hogwarts, one of promiscuity and scandal but, this time was different. Hermione was hot but all of the girls I'd previously bedded were, but Hermione had something else about her.
"Malfoy!"
Maybe all these feelings would go away soon; they'd better, because I am chained to my family name and everything it stands for. I mentally berated myself as a cool breeze scurried through the Great Hall.
"Malfoy!"
All of a sudden I was being shaken out of my dreamy state and back into reality.
"What?"
My tone was dripping with annoyance and disapproval as I answered the intruding voice.
"Calm down mate, I just wanted to ask you something."
My hardened gaze wandered off in the other direction as Zabini began to ramble on about something. The minutes ambled on and seemed to become increasingly longer.
"So are you going to come?"
"To what?"
I asked confusedly, having not paid any attention to his previous ramblings.
"The party! Where you even listening?"
Blaise didn't care if I'd been listening or not, there was no malice in his tone.
"What party?"
I realised I wasn't being very subtle in hiding my previously averted attention but I didn't care.
"Theo's party, in the room of requirement. I reckon it's gonna be a good one."
'Party' was a bit of a loose description. I knew full well what Theo's 'parties' entail. They were basically an equation, alcohol plus hot girls plus more alcohol plus hundreds of drunken teens. Not that that didn't appeal to me.
"Yeah, ok."
I ripped at the crusts of my toast and let my gaze wander over to the Gryffindor table. There she was as always, sitting next to the Weasley girl and Potter. Her hair cascading down her back, glinting in the intruding sunlight, her skin was glowing and her eyes were melting into chestnut pools under the sun.
"Bloody hell, when did I get so fucking poetic!"
I cursed angrily, as what I had just been thinking sank in. What was happening to me? I hadn't been acting like myself recently; I needed to remember who I was. Draco Malfoy never gets attached to a girl, Draco Malfoy gets everything he wants, Draco Malfoy is a heartbreaker, Draco Malfoy only cares about himself, Draco Malfoy is… Oh Merlin when she licks honey off her finger like that.
"Fuck!"
I half shouted under my breath as I did it again.
"What's up with you?"
Blaise asked sounding slightly disinterested and preoccupied.
"Nothing"
I groaned whilst my hands raked through my tousled, white blond hair. There had to be some kind of distraction available, to help me stop thinking about her
"It couldn't possibly have something to do with Granger could it?"
I would have been surprised by his accuracy but he always assumed it was something to do with Hermione, so it wasn't a prediction of any significance.
"It's alright mate, I know you're in love with her."
My insides suddenly twisted and I looked up at Blaise's wolfish grin, noticing the sarcasm in his gaze. Besides there was no way I was in love with her, was there?
"Shut up!"
Now being pretty tired of the conversation I decided to head back upstairs to the apartment, seeing as it was a Saturday and I didn't really have anything else to do.
"Ten thirty!"
Blaise called after me, his deep voice echoing around the crowded room.
"I wouldn't miss it, there's going to be tons of hot girls."
Some of the girls on the other tables glared at Blaise in disgust, whereas the Slytherin girls acknowledged it as perfectly acceptable behaviour. I couldn't help but smirk.
Maybe a room, full of hot, barely clothed girls was exactly what I needed to take my mind of Hermione. Besides she had to find of this just as awkward as I did.
Two former arch enemies suddenly battling with growing feelings for each other, I know Hermione doesn't want to admit it to herself but I wasn't stupid.
There was a hot blond girl stalking towards me from the other end of the corridor and I was very quickly pulled out of my silent feud.
The girl blushed slightly and smiled up at me through long black lashes as I smirked at her when she swayed past me.
After she had turned the corner I grimaced slightly, what I had just done felt really strange and weird. This proved it; I had to get laid because it appeared that I was getting way too attached to Hermione. She probably didn't even feel the same way.
A small sting rippled through me at the idea that she didn't feel anything for me but I cast it off as nothing.
Hermione's POV
I was sitting with Ginny in her apartment watching as she happily pottered around. Harry's and Ginny's apartment was very similar to mine and Draco's except theirs was slightly smaller and more cluttered. Ginny was Ron's sister after all and Ron was one of the messiest people I knew.
"So, how did everything go today?"
I asked slightly concerned for my friend knowing she had returned to Madame Pomfery after her first test had turned out negative.
Ginny subsequently stopped what she was doing and collapsed on the couch, next to me with a huge smile lighting up her delicate features.
"Well?"
"I was going to wait to tell you but I just can't. My test turned out positive. I'm pregnant Hermione!"
I forced a very convincing smile onto my face which I was pretty proud of, considering how miserable I felt at the moment.
"That's wonderful!"
Ginny pulled her knees up and hugged them to her chest her smile just as wide as it had been when she first told me. I was glad someone was happy about this whole thing although I couldn't help but think that Ginny would be feeling slightly less…overjoyed when the morning sickness kicked in. Fortunately Draco had not been around whenever I suddenly darted into the bathroom. I also had a slight bump starting to develop, it was hardly noticeable but it was there.
"When I told Harry he was so happy and we had sex all…"
I raised my hands in protest as she spoke.
"Wow! Way too much information."
Ginny blushed slightly and rolled her eyes sarcastically.
"So, how are things going with you and Malfoy?"
I didn't even know the answer to that question. Ever since that night about two months ago things between us had been kind of strange. Up until now I'd perceived the whole 'pregnant women's hormones' thing to be a bit of a cliché but now…let's just say I couldn't have been more wrong.
Sometimes in the night his arm would wrap around my waist and he would pull me into his chest. I didn't know if he was aware that he was doing this because he was always asleep when it happened but it was beginning to be something of a regular occurrence. Every time it happened I couldn't help the feeling of warmth and completion that flooded through my body. I knew I shouldn't really be feeling anything for him after all the years of torment he had subjected me to, not to mention the fact that he is an ex-deatheater and nearly killed Harry, Ron and I in the Room of Requirement that night last year.
"It's complicated."
Ginny smile of elation quickly transformed into one of mischief.
"What?"
I mumbled grumpily knowing she had an opinion on what I had just said. Ginny had never been very subtle when it came to concealing her thoughts.
"Well there's clearly something going on between the two of you. Besides it's natural for you to feel something for the father of the child you're carrying."
Ginny didn't realise how much comfort she had actually given me. I could actually blame the way I was feeling at the moment on something even though I knew it was a false assumption.
"I just want to take my mind off everything and have some fun."
I sighed tiredly against the soft fabric of the couch and inhaled the enticing scent of the haphazardly placed cushions.
"I might just have an idea."
I was slightly concerned by her mischievous tone and the smirk that now adorned the lips. I raised my eyebrows signalling for further elaboration and Ginny soon complied.
"Well, apparently there is a party, tonight, in the room of requirement and I hear the host is pretty lenient when it comes to letting people in without an invitation."
At first I completely objected to the idea but as I thought about it a bit more I realised I might be able to take my mind off things. Although Draco would probably be there and which wouldn't lead to my thoughts being averted for long.
"Dra…Malfoy will probably be there and I don't really want…"
Ginny waved her hand through the air and sighed in a rather exasperated manner.
"Oh just forget about sodding Malfoy and have some fun. You've never let Malfoy stop you from doing anything before."
"Yes, preferably non-consequential fun."
The idea that Draco Malfoy was stopping me from doing something elicited a slight anger in me which made me feel rather rebellious.
"Ok then I'll go."
I got up from the couch feeling slightly stiff as I did.
"What time?"
Ginny looked up at me looking slightly surprised by my sudden change of heart.
"Just be here at 10:00"
I nodded and walked towards the portrait hole, waving to Ginny as went.
"See you later."
And with that I left Ginny's apartment and headed back up to my own. After about five minutes of wandering though a labyrinth of corridors and staircases I reached the portrait hole. After whispering the password I stumbled into the common room.
"Back so soon."
I jumped as Draco's deep voice echoed around the room I presumed to be empty. He was waltzing down the stairs in his usual attire and a familiar smirk plastered across his mouth.
I ignored him and just headed up towards the bedroom barging past him as I went. As I came into contact with his broad shoulder, his cologne consumed my senses. I don't know why that smell appealed to me so bloody much but I found it intoxicating.
"Sorry."
Hang on that sorry hadn't been intentional! I wasn't sorry for barging into him it was just that bloody cologne; I swear it was laced with some sort of imperious curse.
"Don't worry about it."
I continued up to the bedroom trying to forget about yet another one of our strange encounters.
I sat down on the bed and fell back against the soft mattress. The idea of a party when I was this tired was ludicrous. A few seconds later Draco entered the bedroom with a smug expression adorning his chiselled features.
"So, are you doing anything tonight?"
I was about to say no when I remember I had agreed to go to that damn party only minutes ago.
"Yeah, you?"
"I'll probably go out for a few hours later."
I nodded attempting to look slightly disinterested when I felt that familiar twisting sensation in my stomach.
"Oh shit."
Draco spun around his face expressing a hint of concern.
"What's wrong?"
He stepped towards me and I almost instantly leaped off the bed and darted towards the bathroom.
I practically collapsed over the ivory lid and started coughing and spluttering. I felt absolutely awful and really quite angry at how misleading the term 'morning sickness' was when it wasn't just in the morning, it was all the bloody time.
As the whole 'episode' concluded I heard a gentle knocking on the bathroom door and Draco's concerned voice on the other side.
"Hermione, are you ok? What's going on?"
I quickly stood up and rinsed my mouth out several times under the icy gush of cold water that was pouring from the silver plated tap.
Once I had straightened myself out I opened the door only to bump into a hard and chiselled chest.
"Are you ok?"
Why did he have to have that concerned look on his face? It only made it harder when I tried to convince myself I didn't have any feelings for him.
"I'm fine, it's just morning sickness"
Realisation subsequently dominated his features as he understood. I didn't blame him for not realising I was having a hard enough time remembering I was pregnant.
For some reason he still looked slightly worried but I didn't know why. Our eyes met for a moment and once again, without permission my heart leaped into my mouth. We both quickly averted our gaze and got out of each other's way.
About ten minutes later Draco left the apartment, leaving me to have some time to myself and to get ready for the party.
After an afternoon of reading and doing nothing I decided to get ready. I showered, washed my hair and dried it before deciding to tackle the task of my wardrobe. Here I was, standing in front of the large mahogany wardrobe in nothing but a lace bra and panties.
After a few minutes of silent deliberation I finally decided to browse the items of clothing that were each suspended lifelessly by a wooden coat hanger. I skimmed through them briefly before deciding on a rather revealing black dress that stopped at about mid-thigh. The material was silky and it fell through my fingers like water as I held it before me.
It was strapless and had an extremely low neckline which I grew more and more unaccustomed to as I examined myself in the mirror. This was the only dress I had brought with me and I had nothing else to wear that was even remotely suitable. I tugged at the neckline trying to stop the dress from revealing quite so much cleavage.
Eventually I gave up and stopped trying to alter the uncooperative dress and began doing my hair. It cascaded down my back in long thick curls that swayed from side to side as I walked. Once I had applied some red lipstick and some eye makeup I was satisfied.
It was 9:45 and I had to meet Ginny at 10:00 so I decided to leave. The only shoes I had that weren't pumps or ugg boots were some nude heels that I had never worn in my life. Ginny had given them to me as a birthday present last year in an attempt to get me into high heeled shoes.
"Is that me?"
I said as I stared at my reflection in shock. The short dress, the heels and the makeup couldn't be more different to my normal attire. I became increasingly worried about my appearance and decided to wear my cloak to cover myself up.
When I finally left the apartment I made my way to meet Ginny. A few minutes later there she was, standing a few meters away from the portrait hole, wearing a velvety blue halter neck dress with black heels. She looked really nice.
"Hey Ginny, you look beautiful."
She spun around when she heard my nearing voice, her fiery red hair flicking slightly as she did.
She smiled warmly and walked towards me, the click of her heels echoing down the corridor.
"Take that ghastly cloak off would you?"
I hesitated at first but eventually complied and slipped the cloak off my exposed shoulders. I looked at Ginny's face worriedly in search for approval and her jaw dropped.
"Oh Merlin, I knew it was too much do we have time for me to change? Oh maybe I shouldn't go after all, this was a bad idea."
"Hermione, you look…stunning."
I felt a ruby blush developing across my skin at her words. My smile was feeble but expressed appreciation for her reassuring and kind words.
"We better be going then."
Ginny grabbed by arm and pulled me down the staircase before us and towards the room of requirement.
We passed quite a few students that were making their way to the room of requirement on our way but over the years each of us had designed our own route.
"Wait!"
Ginny whispered as she pulled me behind a nearby statue. I understood why when I saw Filch stalking past with Mrs Norris perched on his shoulder.
We stayed behind the statue for a few minutes until we were sure he was gone and then hurried down the hallway to the entrance of the room of requirement.
As we approached we saw a band of students flowing in, through the large wooden door. Just before the door closed the guy holding it open saw us and smirked in a rather 'Draco-like' fashion.
"Come on in ladies."
He beckoned and tilted the door slightly further open to allow us access. The room was huge with bright lights and booming music. There were people everywhere which made it very difficult to manoeuvre in the crowded space.
I could no longer see Ginny and assumed I had lost her in the ocean of people surrounding me. When there was no trace of Ginny after ten minutes I decided to try and adjust to the idea that I was going to be spending the evening without her.
A few minutes of talking to Parvarti, who had also sneaked into the party I began to wander around the room again. I was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable as I began to notice many pairs of male eyes on me as I staggered around. I heard a few of the Slytherin boys call out things like "Lucky Draco" when I walked past which only made me roll my eyes.
"Harry, is that you?"
I called out to a dark haired boy with his back turned to me which looked surprisingly like Harry from behind. When he actually turned around I realised it wasn't, he eyes me up and down a few times with a rather suggestive expression.
"I could be, if you want me to."
He cocked his eyebrows and I quickly barged my way through the crowd to get away from him.
"Well you're looking particularly ravishing tonight Granger."
I stared up to look at Blaise Zabini. What was with Slytherins? As soon as you put on a short dress and high heels suddenly your blood status becomes completely irrelevant.
"Uh…thanks."
His eyes wandered shamelessly down to my chest and I began to tug on the fabric to try and pull it up.
"You're very welcome."
I gave him a half-hearted smile and disappeared back into the crowd. Although I could hardly admit it to myself, after the guys I had been exposed to this evening I was beginning to miss Draco. Clearly this whole thing had been a mistake.
As I pushed my way through the crowd towards the door I couldn't help but think about that night when he had kissed me. It hadn't just been lustful it had been something…more. Something I had never experienced with anyone else before. Right then I knew it, I knew I was falling for him and after everything I wasn't going to fight it anymore.
I could just about see the door and felt a little relieved at the thought of getting out of here. When I was about two meters away I noticed something out of the corner of my eye, platinum blond hair. There was only one person with hair like that in the entire school, Draco.
His head disappeared for a moment and it took me about five minutes to battle through the maze of people. I didn't know why I wanted to find him, I just did. Without any luck I ended up just heading towards the ladies' room to freshen up before I left.
I groaned as a stream of people came out of the bathroom, blocking my way. When they had cleared and the noise of the music became quieter as I distanced myself from it I heard Draco's voice.
"Draco?"
I whispered softly as ventured further down the corridor. There was no reply, but a few seconds later I could hear moans echoing from the end of the corridor. My feet carried me round the corner much to my regret, when I took in what was before me.
My mouth went dry and the breath left my lungs. There was a pretty blond girl pinned up against the wall beneath Draco as he thrust in and out of her. I wanted to move, I wanted to run, I wanted to close my eyes and never open them but I couldn't.
A matter of seconds later Draco registered the loud click of my heels on the stone floor. His face was filled with horror when he saw me and he instantly let go of the girl and pulled out of her.
"I'm sorry I was just…yeah."
And with that I fled, I ran away from the darkened corridor as fast as my legs would take me.
"Hermione wait!"
He called after me but I didn't turn back. I wasn't very fast and he soon caught up with me and clasped his hand around my arm to try and pull me towards him but I pulled away and stormed out of the door, fleeing down the staircase.
Draco's POV
There was that blond girl from earlier. She wasn't that hot, I just wanted a distraction.
"Malfoy."
Zabini said as he appeared next to me holding a bottle of firewhiskey.
"Zabini."
He took a swig from the dark glass bottle and sighed as he swallowed the burning liquid.
"So, you say you don't really care about Granger at all?"
I groaned out of exasperation of the topic, he was clearly drunk.
"Not this again…No! I don't ok?"
The words stuck in my throat and I almost felt guilty. I knew I was lying but I'd never had a problem with it before. Saying that I didn't care about Hermione felt wrong.
I didn't waste another second and I followed the blond that was beckoning seductively towards me.
A few moments later I was inside her, shoving her up against the cold stone wall. I tried to forget about the thoughts whirling round in my head as I thrust in and out of her. It felt wrong, so fucking wrong this isn't what I wanted. Why the hell am I doing this?
Suddenly I heard the click of heels on stone and I turned my head towards the source of the noise. It was Hermione, she looked beautiful but her she looked almost heartbroken. I felt awful this isn't what I wanted; this was never what I'd wanted. I let go of the blond girl and ran after Hermione. My hand connected with her arm for a second but then she was gone.
Why did I have to be such an idiot?
About 15 minutes later I decided to leave and head back up to the apartment, although I doubted Hermione would be there.
This night couldn't have gone any worse. I punched a wooden doorframe out of frustration as I passed it when I heard voices.
As I got closer the voices seemed to be familiar.
"Get off me!"
"You don't need to pretend that you don't want this."
"Please…Stop!"
"Shhh…"
Then I saw them, Blaise had Hermione pinned up against the wall, her dress up around her waist and her bra straps pulled down. His hands were all over his body and she was pushing against him in protest, but to no avail.
"Get off her Zabini!"
I grabbed his shoulder and forcefully pulled him away from a panting Hermione. Her lipstick was smudged and her dress had been pulled in all directions. Seconds later my fist collided with his jaw.
"What the fuck man!"
He groaned as he clutched at his bloodied jaw.
"You said you didn't care about her."
My eyes darted towards Hermione and she blinked up at me with a hurt expression on her face. I could literally not feel any worse than this.
"Get out of here Zabini!"
Hermione had now pulled her dress back down over her hips and had readjusted her bra straps.
"And why should…"
Anger was ascending inside of me and finally I reach boiling point.
"Just go!"
I shouted deeply and loudly making him jump back slightly. He disappeared off in the other direction seconds later leaving me alone with Hermione.
"Hermione I'm sorry I didn't…"
My palm was encircling her wrist tracing soft patterns over her soft skin.
"Please just let me go."
"Hermione just let me explain…"
She gave me one last glance and then ran. She looked crushed.
Hermione's POV
"Beware how you give your heart Hermione"
I whispered to myself as the tears spilled from my eyes.
A/N: I hope you liked this chapter, once again I am very sorry for the lateness I have been so busy with school but I free now and no longer busy so I should be able to have the next chapter up by tomorrow or the next day. Thank you to all my reviewers I really appreciate every single one. Thank you for reading and please review I love getting them
