Chapter Fourteen
Medicine
I don't know what,
To do or say,
As all my thoughts,
Just fade away,
And in the night,
I see your face,
You take me to that,
That wonderful place.
As Hermione sat at the Slytherin table that evening, it was as though she was looking at the world through different eyes. She could see the everyones lips moving, but she couldn't hear them. Her mind was on other things. She was worried about Draco to the point where she couldn't think about any thing else.
There was never a time when that boy was telling the truth. His entire life he had been hiding the fact that he was unhappy from the rest of the world, and none of them had even saw through it. Hermione knew now though.
. . .The way he had looked that day in Diagon Alley. . .
Hermione looked around the table at the people asurrownding her. Pansy was sitting across from where she was, laughing with Millicent and another Slytherin girl. They were whispering and looking her way as they did so. They were obviously talking about her.
She didn't care.
Crabbe and Goyle were sitting next to her. She looked over at them with her brown eyes, wondering greatly how those two had ever made it through their first year. Crabbe was chewing ferociously on a piece of meat, nodding towards Goyle and laughing. Goyle, on the other hand, was turned as he laughed, elbowing Hermione in the ribs.
She rolled her eyes towards him in frustration, putting her spoon down on her plate as she watched the two idiots laughing and spluttering all over. She was about ready to smack them both across the face. How could Draco ever have dealt with them for all of those years?
Hermione could feel her eyes beginning to sting, as she picked up her spoon once more, going back to her food. But her mind was just to jumbled and crammed with other thoughts, and her spoon once more fell form her finger tips. All she wanted was to figure out what was bothering Draco.
It was that last thought that told her she needed to get out of the great hall. She got up instantly, turning and beginning to walk between the two house tables. She couldn't take it any more. Her hair flew back behind her head in a shimmering wisp as she opened the door of the great hall, exiting into the entrance way and starting down the stone stair case.
So many thoughts made there way through her mind as she walked quickly through the damp gloom of the Hogwarts dungeons.
"Draco!" She called loudly, as made her way up the dormitory steps minutes later.
No answer.
"Draco!" She called again, taking the handle of the large wooden door and pushing it open swiftly. It opened with a soft creek.
The room was dark and quiet as she entered it, closing the door softly behind her. She stopped to have a look around, eyeing the bed on the far side of the room, nearest to the fire place.
She took a step forwards, biting down on her lips as she made her way over there slowly. She hoped he wasn't sleeping. Another step. She took a deep breath as she reached the edge of the bed where Draco slept. He wasn't there.
Hermione let out a small sigh of disappointment. She was just turning around on her heel when she heard a slight sound. It sounded like some one clearing their throat. She turned around once more, looking over towards where the bed sat. It was then she thought to look on the opposite side of it.
She reached her hands up, crawling over the top of the bed with both hands.
"There you are." She said quietly, smiling a little as she climbed over the other side of the bed.
Draco was sitting on the floor, with his back against the bed frame. He was staring blankly into the embers embedded in the stone hearth. His silver eyes were shining with the fires reflection dancing in his pupils, which were stalk still as can be. He wasn't stirring or shifting.
Hermione jumped down off of the bed, finding her way over next to him and sitting down. Still, he didn't move. His eyes looked empty, as though he was limp and exhausted. She leaned her head against the bed as well, looking into the fire place.
There was a long period of silence before either of them spoke.
"What's going on?" Hermione said finally, tilting her head to the side so she could look him in the face.
Draco still didn't flinch, though his face did curl in disgust slightly. He looked like he was going to be sick at any moment.
"Every things falling apart." Draco mumbled softly, his eyes slowly wandering their way over to Hermiones. She smiled at him. He smelled so good. A great wave of butterflies filled her stomach as he took her by the hand, still looking into her eyes. He looked worried and depressed.
"Draco, please tell me what's going on." She said kindly, causing him to look away once more into the fire. "What happened?"
Draco let out a long breath, taking his face in his palm and rubbing his eyes over to wake himself up.
"Hermione, it doesn't matter." He said quietly, smiling at her as he turned his head. "All that I need right now is you."
Hermione grinned brightly, looking down as he took her face in his hand, pulling her closer. His eyes sparkled with a smile as his lips touched her own, sending warm shivers down her back. She felt her heart begin to race as his tongue ran its away across her lips, his hand warming her side. His other hand was warming her face as it held her head close.
She let out a long breath against his mouth as he pulled away, looking her face up and down with such passion she thought she would melt. She didn't take her eyes off his as he placed his other hand on her face, covering her other cheek with warmth. She felt herself growing weak from his spell, as he leaned in and began to kiss her once more.
This time it was more heavy, filled with desire. All she wanted was him, every thing else was forgotten at that moment in time.
He was so gorgeous. She pulled away, scanning over his gorgeous body with her eyes. He smirked at the sight of her smile as she did so. She watched as he reached up over his head, his forehead pressed to hers. It was then taken away as he pulled his shirt up and over his head. He threw the shirt to the floor, his eyes nearly shut and sexy as he looked her over wantingly, his hot breath rolling down her face.
She watched as his eyes wandered up and down her face, his lips centimeters from her own as he took her shoulders in his hands. They began to kiss as he lowered her to the floor, their tongues locked in a steamy session that sent pleasurable shivers down her spine.
She felt blood beginning to rush through her legs as he rested himself above her, pulling away from her lips and kissing her throat hungrily. She let her head fall back onto the floor, as his hand made its way down her side and towards her stomach. He then moved it along the edge of her pant line, tickling her bare skin with his finger tips.
Her heart began to race even faster as his kisses made their way towards her chest, his tongue flicking over her rapidly. This was all she really wanted. This took her mind away from every thing else. She moved her legs upwards slowly, rubbing her knee between his legs. He lifted his head at that action, letting out another deep breath as he pulled her lips against his again.
She could feel his entire body against hers as he pressed himself closer to her. Both of them were struggling for breath as they groped one another on the dormitory floor.
Hermione pushed Draco off of her gently, standing up and pulling him with her. She grabbed him around the bare shoulders, lowering him onto the bed. He smirked devilishly at her as she crawled on top of him, smothering his chest in a series of hungry kisses. His hands made their way down her back, his finger nails digging into her gently.
She pulled away from his chest, looking him in the eye as they both breathed deeply. He smiled at her as she did so, running his hands down her arms and onto her stomach. She wanted him so badly, as he kissed her lips softly, sliding her shirt up and over her head. Suddenly, there was a crashing sound outside of the common room door.
Hermione and Draco both looked over towards the door quickly, as the voices of Crabbe and Goyle sounded in the hall.
"No way, you ate way more then that."
"No I didn't, I only had three."
Hermione reached swiftly for her top, diving behind the bed and covering her chest with it as the door opened.
Crabbe and Goyle both paused instantly at the sight of the two.
Draco sat up on the bed, rubbing the back of his neck with his palm and clearing his throat.
"Draco?" Said Crabbe, his face filled with puzzlement and an almost clueless expression. "What's going on?"
Hermione looked at Draco, her heart racing as Crabbe and Goyle exchanged looks of confusion.
"Nothing." Said Draco, smiling nervously, as he stood up and adjusted himself. "Just taking a little nap boys."
A/N:Well hope you guys are enjoying it all so far! I'm enjoying typing it, even though I keep getting writers block as I go. Stories just never seem to flow until you have it down for sure and final. . . anyway. . .review!