Hello, again! So yes, I am officially ill. And as I type this, I'm sitting in front of my computer with a tired face and body, a glass of water and pain killers sitting beside me. Since I've got three days off from school (I miss my friends-*sigh*) that including the weekend, I might as well write the next few chapters and do some revision.
So this chapter is basically set in one scene, the ASTRONOMY TOWER. It was very hard to write that sex scene, (two hours) because I didn't want it to be nasty or seem like PWP. The following chapter should be seen as "romantic" but tragic, if you get my drift. I don't want to drag on so…
ENJOY!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER IT ALL BELONGS TO JK ROWLING.
The corridors were deserted after dinner, that night. All of the students had retired to bed, and not a teacher was seen in sight.
Hermione had found out from Ginny that the Gryffindor and Slytherin quidditch team were practicing later that night for a game soon so that was probably the reason why Draco wanted to see Hermione at that specific time.
The astronomy tower was cold, very cold. There weren't any windows and the door was usually locked so she quietly whispered "Alohamora" and the rusty door swung open. A gust of cold wind hit her skin and she shivered as she climbed the stairs to the astronomy front.
Draco was leaning against the banister with his elbows, blond hair covering his eyes. He heard Hermione step onto the landing and turned around. He glanced at his watch.
"Right on time" he grinned, and leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead.
"So-what's going on?" she asked, reaching for the paper in her pocket, held it in her hand as it turned into a paper rose again. "And nice touch with the rose" she smiled.
"Hermione I-"but Draco paused. He turned to her "The last couple of weeks- has probably been the best days of my life" he chuckled lightly as Hermione's lips curled into a smile. "I just wanted to-to apologise for being such an ass since first year. I don't blame anyone else but myself- and what I did, whoever I've hurt, sometimes I wish I could say sorry but sometimes- I just don't know how to" he breathed out and looked out of the astronomy balcony.
"Draco" Hermione placed her hand on his, "I forgive you"
His eyes dropped and slowly turned to her, simpering slightly. "Thank you"
Hermione leaned against the balcony and breathed in the cold air "You know, Draco-"she began. "There are ways of apologising to others. Some of which don't actually involve speaking."
Draco rolled his eyes, but in a cute way "People like me are never supposed to have friends like Potter or Weasel. We end up with the bad endings. My family-"
"You are nothing like your family; you're better than them.-"she said "Who said you're going to have a bad ending?"
"I dunno- I just feel like something bad is going to happen, that's all" he shrugged "I get that feeling often"
Hermione felt a sudden shiver go up her spine, she glanced at Draco "Let's go to the quidditch pitch, I'll bring the girls" she held her hand within his and tightened the grip. Hermione turned to leave when Draco stopped her.
"Hermione, wait-"she stopped and turned to him. "What?" she asked.
"I-"
But before he could finish, the loud chimes of the clock tower in the courtyard sounded. "I'll tell you later" he smiled "Okay?" And with that he put an arm around Hermione and they both walked out of the astronomy tower, before parting ways to go to their common rooms.
