A/N: Hey guys... sorry this is such a long chapter it took me a while to write and i couldn't split it in half "/ Anyway hope you enjoy and please review. Thanks x
I woke up the next morning, in our very large bed. My cheeks flushed red as I remembered the passionate night we had spent together. I glanced towards the clock and saw it was around eight o'clock, so I stepped out of bed and towards the shower. I turned it on a felt the cold water shock my hands, but it gradually grew warmer beneath my touch. I looked down and realized I was naked anyway, so I just stepped into the shower, letting the hot water flow over my body.
The shower really only gives me a good place to think, to let go. I know that if I cry, it would all get washed away. And right now, I couldn't stop thinking of my friends. How they could humiliate me even more. I always thought they'd be there for me, always by my side. But they left, and I know it was such a long time ago and the deep wounds have healed. But the scars are still there. I looked down towards my body, oh yes, the scars were still there. They clashed against my fair skin, as they prominently stood out against it, the tiny white flaws. They varied in shape, but the worst one of all was the one on my arm. The one my husband's aunt did to me. I suddenly felt tears trickle down my face, as I let the last few days really sink in. My friends hate me. My father-in-law is dead, and he was the only father figure in my life. We're about to move to the place where I was tortured as a teenager.
As I began thinking deeper, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist from behind me and some hands caress over my stomach.
His skin, much paler than mine, clashed against mine. Oh how does this beautiful man find me so attractive. It always reminded me of beauty and the beast, an old fairy-tale I once read, but me… I was the beast.
He slowly turned me around, and noticing the tears, he tenderly began kissing my cheeks… kissing away the tears. He slowly made his way towards my lips, gently kissing them. He grabs the shower gel, and begins caressing it over my body, as he reaches over my shoulders and then down each arm, across my breasts that yearn for his touch as they move gently over my stomach.
Once we were clean, if that's what you call it. He braved a step outside the shower and wrapped himself in a fluffy towel around his waist. He held one out to me, as I stepped out and let him wrap around me. He pulled me close against him, and looked into my eyes. He knew something was wrong, and glanced worriedly into my eyes.
"What's wrong baby?" he anxiously asked.
"I just… yesterday, going to our spot brought back so many memories. You know I can never stop thinking about you Draco, and I'm just scared. I'm scared I'm going to loose you forever. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." I cried, as I leaned in close to his muscled chest and felt myself truly letting go. I could never be away from Draco for long I've had that experience in the past.
FLASHBACK
I anxiously stood outside Flourish and Blotts at quarter to five, tapping my foot impatiently. After seeing him, I immediately went back to the house and started gathering the few belonging I had. Bits of clothes, a few pictures I found of my parents. After finding everything, I put it all in my beaded handbag which I had put an undetectable extension charm on and headed back out.
So here I was, waiting for Draco Malfoy, who I've only just met today and who I'm moving in with. Well technically he isn't a total stranger, but if someone told me I was moving in with him when I was eleven years old, I would of told them they were completely and utterly bonkers. But I realised, I had nothing left.
A few minutes passed, as I looked around and say the sun slowly setting as the days were getting shorter and the darkness was slowly staying for longer and I knew the cold winter gales and snow would soon come. Last minute shoppers were slowly making there way towards the apparition points or running in and out of various shops before they closed.
Suddenly, a familiar pop came from an alley, just around the corner. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt very scared. I was alone, in the middle of a dark and nearly deserted street, with only my wand to protect me.
Speaking of my wand, I slowly felt my fingers grasp onto it. I held onto it, until I heard a familiar voice clear his throat.
"It's okay Granger, it's just me." He said, as he stepped out of the shadows.
I breathed a sigh of relief and not knowing why, I ran and wrapped my arms around him, giving him a hug. At first he just stood there, but slowly I felt his hands wrap around my waist as he pulled me closer. I couldn't believe I was hugging Draco Malfoy in the middle of Diagon Alley.
"Thank you" I whispered in his ear, as I slowly let him go.
I suddenly realised what had happened and looked down with embarrassment, why could I be so stupid sometimes?!
He slowly lifted my chin up, so I was staring into his grey eyes, "No problem." he murmured. I quickly broke the gaze between us, and he uncomfortably cleared his voice, "So, do you have all your stuff?" He said, looking around confused.
"I do." I said, holding out my bag.
"Well then, Miss Granger, would you like to accompany me to your new home?" he said, chuckling to himself.
"Of course, Mr Malfoy." I said, as I giggled too.
"Please, call me Draco."
And with that, we apparated outside a wooden door. Written on it was penthouse, and before I knew it we had stepped into a modern, open room. It was all open planned, with a joining kitchen and living room. The colour scheme in this room was black and white, as the luxurious furniture was scattered tastefully around the room. But I wasn't the furniture that shocked me the most, but on the furthest wall from me was all glass, and it had an incredible view of London. I simply gasped at the sight before me. It looked, beautiful.
"Oh my…" I murmured, at the incredible sight before me.
"It's amazing, isn't it?" He said to me, as I was completely speechless.
I suddenly noticed a large grand piano added to the modern furniture. "You play?" I questioned. He just nodded in reply. A few minutes passed, until he spoke again, and by that time he was hanging his jacket up, revealing his off white shirt and black trousers.
"I have done for many years, but I prefer to play the guitar." He said, nervously, "Well do you want me to show you to your room?" He asked.
I nodded eagerly, as he gingerly took my hand and led me to a door on the right hand side.
It opened to a large spacious room, painted white and had beige coloured carpet. It felt light and airy, as it had a large window, but unfortunately the view was blocked by the fire exit. It had a large double bed, with pale silk quilts on them and on the right hand side was a large white dressing table. There was a door at the end, as I nervously opened it. It revealed a long, rectangular room lined with clothes hangers and to my horror… every single one was filled. Most were still covered by garment protectors, but some were had been uncovered. There was thousands of dresses, of every colour and pattern, but also there was jeans and jumpers to my relief.
"What is this?!" I said, indicating to the rows of clothes.
"Oh… it's a welcoming present. Plus, you said you hardly had any clothes." He said, waiting nervously for my reaction.
"WHY?! This must have cost a fortune!" I cried.
"Like I said, I have plenty of money and it's a gift! Deal with it Hermione."
Sighing to myself, I walked back through the door before I start an argument and lied down on the bed. I felt my body collapse as it relished in the comfort. This felt amazing.
I sat up and saw Malfoy looking at me in amusement, a small smile playing on his lips.
"I'll let you settle in." he said, before he exited the room.
Without hesitating I began unpacking my very few things, placing all my photos on the dressing table and a few of my belongings in the vast walk-in-wardrobe. I hung up my coat and took my shoes off, and looked around the room again. Could I really call this home? After taking a deep breath, I walked out into the large living area and spotted Draco in the kitchen. Hesitantly, I walked towards him, clearing my throat to make myself known.
"Hi." I murmured.
"Hi there."
"Erm, so I have two que- no three questions in fact." I said.
"Shoot."
"Well, where is the bathroom? Where is your room? And what about rent? Oh, and when will you be around?" I asked, nervously.
I saw him sigh to himself, before taking a deep breath.
"Okay, the bathroom is through that door, there and yes we have to share. My room is the door on the opposite side, so I'll not disturb you. The rent… what rent? You don't need to pay any rent Hermione and none of your business." he said, with a wink.
"Actually, I need to know-"
"No you don't." he quickly said, before he grabbed a flapjack and went to his room.
Okay Hermione, you can do this. Count to 10. Slowly. Right well I'll just write it down.
I quickly searched around the kitchen and, surprisingly, soon found what I was looking. A pen and a piece of paper. Wow, he actually has muggle stationary. I soon wrote note, which soon turned into a paragraph.
Dear Draco,
I know it's none of my business, about where you are. I don't want to be rude, but its just an outline really, more like what time you'll be back or when your leaving. I remember you go to university…
All I'm saying is here's a list, a special list. Since diagnosed with epilepsy, you kinda need to know what happens when I eventually do go into a seizure.
So, just make sure I'm not in danger (obviously). Try and stay calm, don't worry I'll recover. When I've finished having a seizure, roll me onto my side and just calmly wait. Try talking to me maybe… I don't know. HOWEVER… call an ambulance if I've been having a seizure for more than 5 minutes. I don't know how long it takes for me to wake up, but when I do I feel quite tired sometimes.
Anyway thanks for everything.
Hermione.
After completing my letter, I noticed a notice board that had various notes scattered around it and a calendar in the middle. It looked up to date so I took a pin and carefully pinned it up, right in the middle of the board. That should surely catch his attention. Hmmm… what to do now. I was hungry and tired, but knowing I should eat I began to look around the kitchen, opening various cupboards and resulted into looking in the fridge. There was some chicken and a bag of oven chips, so I quickly began making a quick easy meal.
Realising to myself, I should probably make Draco something, I began cutting up the chicken into strips and began frying them, and placed the chips in the oven.
Finally it was finished, and I eagerly began tucking into my dinner. It had been a while since I had eaten a home cooked meal, and it only made me more about the Weasleys, and how Mrs. Weasley would be slaving over a stove to serve her children and loyal husband. Whenever I thought if them, it always brought a tear to my eyes. I swallowed down the rest of my food in lumps, and realising Draco wasn't coming out of his room, I hesitantly walked towards his door, plate in hand. Itook a deep breath, before I knocked on the door. I heard footsteps come to the door, before it slowly opened. I came face to face with a half naked Draco Malfoy… who looked sexy as hell. His pale skin clearly outlined the muscles across his chest, shoulders and his muscled arms. His expression was priceless, as he saw me gawking at him, as his infamous smirk crossed his lips.
"Like something you see Granger?"
"N-No. I mean, yes. I mean, no. I-I just made you dinner. It's chicken." I said, forcing the plate into his hands.
To my annoyance, he began chuckling to himself.
"WOW. You all flustered Granger, that's a rare sight."
"Yes well. Bye"
And I quickly set off to my room, leaving a smirking Malfoy behind me. I slammed the door shut quickly and quickly pulled in some old pyjamas and climbed under the covers. Sighing to myself, I glanced one last time around my room, before I happily let sleep take over me.
A/N: Oh so Hermione's finding Draco HOT, HOT, HOT! I don't blame her ;) anyway REVIEW! Oh and PM for a next look into the next chapter.
