Author's Notes: HEY GUYS! LONGEST CHAPTER YET! WOOT! Proud of me? Couldn't have done it without little TAB-y :D
TAB Notes: Shut up Solest!!! Hope you like the chapter (since Solest forgot)
Author's Notes: Yes I did :D
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Lost Blood
By: Solest-Light-In-The-Dark
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Ginny was still petting her knight lovingly when Aunt Murriel came in, scowling mind you, followed by Hermione and Draco, who were standing very, very far apart. Hermione had an expression on her face that Ginny had only seen once and Draco... he looked even more shocked then when his mother had died. This made Ginny suspicious, very suspicious.
Draco went over to Mrs Weasley who was bouncing Elda happily of her knee. Elda would give a little happy shriek and then wildly clap her hands. Draco sat down and Mrs Weasley gave his daughter to him then bade them goodnight.
Hermione quickly retreated to her bed, closed her eyes and tried very hard not to think of what she had just done, nearly done and would have done. She wasn't supposed to lose control of herself every single time she was close to him! That made her look like some sex crazed slut! And anyway, wasn't there some sort of rule against nearly kissing your enemy?
There should be.
Ginny snuck in and sat next to her best friends bed with graceful silence. 'So!' She said in a bright happy voice that made Hermione jump. 'Why do you have the same look on your face as the one you had after you kissed Krum?'
Hermione gave Ginny an exasperated look.
'You didn't!' She hissed. Hermione buried her face in her hands. 'You did!' Ginny breathed.
Hermione looked up. 'Kissing is the act of two people sharing saliva. We did not do that.'
'Did you give him head!?' Ginny yelled accusingly.
Hermione smashed her hand over Ginny's mouth to silence her screaming laugh. 'No. I happened to NOT give him head!' She hissed and let go of Ginny's mouth.
'Fine. But then what did happen?' Ginny sat closer to Hermione and smiled widely.
Hermione sighed. 'I don't know... every time we are alone together we just do something really stupid.'
'Like?' Ginny said with a smirk.
'Well, when he opened the cut on his lip I went motherly, sort of, and used a cloth. Then the night Elda couldn't sleep I patted his shoulder,' Ginny gave her a sceptical look, 'then he bandaged my hand, then we woke up... you don't need to know that.' Ginny smiled widely. 'And this time we nearly kissed in a tree.'
'So you two spooned?' Ginny said smiling very widely.
Hermione sighed and nodded.
Ginny stood up. 'Well I am of to bed to contemplate how to get you two together.'
Hermione groaned at her best friend, she didn't even bother undressing and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
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'I have a first name.' He whispered and his lip twitched upwards.
His nose very softly rubbed against hers. 'Draco then.' She whispered back smiling, then blew on his face. 'I have a name too.' She cheekily whispered.
He smiled a little wider. 'Hermione then...'
They smiled together. She saw him smile wider and his forehead lose contact with hers. Her right hand placed itself on his neck, just like his.
Their lips brushed softly and she could feel him still smiling.
Hermione waited for Murriel's loud cry but it didn't come. Instead the kiss broke and he smiled widely at her.
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She woke up.
Draco was already awake and she was very, very thankful about that. She shouldn't have enjoyed that half as much as she did. But Merlin, what she would do to keep reliving that dream over and over again. She slid her feet out of bed and stretched widely, why was life so complicated? Couldn't she just have not kissed him? She sighed and stood up.
She shuffled over to the window, everybody was outside enjoying themselves. Fred was tickling Ginny who was laughing so hard no sound was coming out. Elda was trying to catch a butterfly but since she still couldn't walk, or crawl as a matter of fact, she cringed and gave up, much to the amusement of Mrs Weasley. Mr Weasley was looking at what could only be described as the battery from her watch, which she had taken out because it didn't work anymore. Murriel was watching them all, scowling as usual, but every now and then she went back to her book, another one of Rita's.
She looked harder but Draco wasn't there.
She shrugged it of and grabbed her pack which she had brought from the journey with Harry and Ron. She tipped the bag on its end and its contents spilled out. A galleon rolled on its edge and she snatched it up quickly. Checking its serial code she identified it as one of her genius fake galleons and quickly put it aside so that she could carry it with her everywhere.
A few pieces of parchment lay on the floor, creased and torn. She unfolded the one closest to her and found the symbol of the Deathly Hallows. She sighed and tore the page in half, she had had enough of that stupid myth. Even if it was real. It was stupid! She unfolded the next piece of paper, this one was thicker, like cardboard. She instantly recognised it as her copy of Harry riding on his broomstick as a baby.
She loved that picture.
Her hand drifted over different articles on the ground and she chose her favourites. Those she liked the most she would always have with her. A smile played across her lips and she packed her jeans pockets with her most needed possessions, the rest she put back in her bag. She fingered some of her more stupid things, a bow from Ronald, a picture of Harry, Ron and her standing in the Hogwarts grounds smiling and laughing and a ring. Truthfully, she had no idea where that ring was from but had a feeling it would have some place in her future, so she slid it on her rude finger and admired how it sparkled in the light, then laughed at how much of a material girl she seemed like.
She finally stood up and stretched herself again quickly before heading over to her small pile of clothes, she hadn't been bothered with packing her clothes into the tiny antique wardrobe Murriel had provided them with, and picked out a simple plain t-shirt and jeans. Her pockets bulged slightly under the strain of all her new trinkets.
She pulled her hair up into what could only be called a horribly messy bun and cast a critical eye over herself. Honestly, she had no idea what so many guys saw in her. Viktor had always said she had a 'Very nice face' in that cute little accent of his. But being a girl, she went through hundreds of possibilities about what he could have meant by that. She didn't get what he meant. Her face was average, sure she had no freckles, or acne and she only had a few tiny pimples during puberty, but that was it.
In the end she decided that he probably did just mean that she had a nice face.
Then there was McLaggen. Merlin knew what was going through that boys head. They never really talked, not in a language she understood at least. She found herself tuning out of every Quidditch conversation he began and found that the skill was incredibly useful. Not that she would ever use it in class or anything.
And then there was Ronald... he was one of the most confusing of the bunch. It was sweet how he always used to stumble over his words when he was about to call her pretty, or how he would blush furiously when she smiled at him, or how he'd chuckle nervously before complementing her...
It would be a whole lot sweeter though if he realised she had liked him since 3rd year. She had dropped so many subtle and sometimes not so subtle hints that she had even felt like a slut sometimes. Ginny had laughed so hard when Hermione told her about how she was feeling sometimes.
Hermione sighed audibly.
Draco... she had no idea what was going on there... There was just so much happening in so little time. Just a few hours ago she had been pressed up in between him and a tree trunk. And she held his hand, Merlin knew what possessed her to hold his hand, sure, holding hands was normal enough. But fumbling for it!
She shook her head in the mirror and walked into Murriel's kitchen, still thinking about the events from yesterday.
'I have a first name.' That line kept running through her head.
She could only imagine how awkward it would be if he knew what she had dreamt and nearly choked on her spit.
She grabbed a banana from the fruit basket and quickly examined it, checking for any brown spots. After deciding it was good enough she grabbed a tub of yogurt from the counter top, which was magically enchanted to stay cool, and ripped her banana into small chunks and threw it into a bowl then began to spoon out the yogurt.
She smiled sadly to herself, she always used to watch mum do this for her, oddly enough it did taste quite nice.
She spooned in another blob of yogurt and yawned.
A simple, 'Hello Granger.' Came from behind her and she jumped, just managing to bang her knee against the counter. 'Shit Granger!' He half yelled, half spoke as he clutched his own knee.
She groaned as a thin trickle of blood made its way down her knee, she looked at the counter and noticed she had banged herself quite hard against a metal door handle. 'Get your ass over here Malfoy, you made me jump, you pay the price.' She hissed.
He hopped over to where she had sat herself on the counter. 'I swear, we get into more stupid situations each day.' She heard him say.
He grabbed a dishtowel and pressed it against the cut that had taken their life to a new level of hell. He pulled his wand out and tapped her knee, the cut knitted together and so did his. He looked up and noticed that yet again Hermione was looking anywhere other than his face and thought of the near kiss last night and felt even more awkward holding her leg.
He quickly let her leg go and stood up.
Hermione hopped of the counter with a confused expression on her face. 'Uh, thank you Malfoy?' She said softly.
He gave her an awkward look. 'Yea... I think everyone is outside.'
Hermione nodded and watched him leave while eating her food and sighed. She cleaned the kitchen and then left for the group as well.
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'Where's Malfoy and Elda?' Hermione asked when she finally reached the group of Weasley's playing in the grass.
Ginny had two bright red spots on her cheek and was gasping for breath as she chased after George. 'He. Went. Garden. Show. Elda.' She panted heavily and continued the chase.
Hermione smiled and walked towards the tree where she thought they would be.
Once she got there she quickly clambered up the tree in the most dignified manner she could, and failed a large percentage of the time, but soon was up on the first branch. 'Malfoy!' She called and huffed when her only reply was a loud thudding somewhere above her and a babies happy squeal.
'YOU BE BLOODY CAREFUL WITH HER OR I WILL HURT YOU!' She yelled as there was another thump,
'Relax Granger.' He said and landed in front of her.
She scowled at him and Elda reached out happily for her. She grabbed her daughter and sat down. Draco followed en suite.
'What on earth are you carrying in your pocket?' He said pointing at the large bump in her jeans.
She dug her hand in her pocket and pulled out a few items. She put a galleon, a few pictures, a bow and her battery-less watch on the bark in front of Elda. Draco, who had sat down by now, looked at her perplexed.
'They're all special to me in one way or another Malfoy.' She said with a smirk.
He picked up one of the folded pieces of paper and scowled at the trio standing there laughing. 'This is so gay.' She heard him whisper as he folded it back up, carefully making small tears in the side Ron and Harry were.
She shook her head at that.
She placed the watch on Elda's thin little wrist and she smiled and laughed while Draco still examined the trinkets, the one in his hand being the golden fake galleon. She saw him examine it and his brow line furrow together.
'Granger, is it just me or is this coin getting hotter?'
'That's my fake galleon.' She whispered.
They both swore angrily.
Author's Notes: CLIFFHANGER!!!
Just for you guys who don't know what the function of a fake galleon is:
A fake galleon is this brilliant idea that Hermione had so that they could make the D.A (Dumbledore's Army) meetings without having to singularly tell everyone. Basically Harry would just change the serial code on his galleon to the date and time they would meet, then everyone else's would all change to the same date and time Harry had on his.
When this happened the coin would heat up so the coins owner would notice.
Now you know why Draco and Hermione were so distressed. I mean this meant that they were preparing to fight *MASSIVE HINT HINT THERE* and needed help.
DON'T YOU LOVE MY CLIFFHANGERS XD
TAB Notes: She only sent me about half this chapter. I sent her so many emails demanding the rest. Just to have to demand the next chapter -.- This girl I swear.