All right! Hey you guys! First of all, I would like to make a SPECIAL
'Thank You' to me beta, menecarkawan! I am so sorry I didn't thank her in
my last update, I was just so busy with just trying to update it that I
completely forgot!
So Thank you menecarkawan!
Now, you guys, I would like to thank all of my reviewers which are : onlyHAUNTED, Slytherin Princess, Malicious Dagger, menecarkawan (my wonderful Beta), Slytherin Princess (again ;-) ), Magical Pen, DeathStryke, and DeathStryke (again ;-) )
Now usually I would write a reply to all of my reviews buy I think you guys would like it better if I just skipped to writing the chapter.
I have thought about it and I have 70 to 30 percent chance that I will write a sequel in Harry's POV.
As for the reason why Hermione is mad, I thought about it and took my reviews into consideration and have decided to write my own idea since this is supposed to be original and if I wrote that Hermione fancied Harry it would be to copy-cat. My Beta advised me against it so I'm sorry for those of you who wanted to see Hermione fancy Harry.
Now on with the story!
Chapter 8 : Discovering Unknown Emotions
I held Harry in my embrace until we both grew too tired to stand and sat down on the floor, him still clinging onto me. I had rested my head against the wall while Harry rested his against my slightly muscled chest.
We stayed in that position until I heard the soft, rhythmic breath of Harry, getting slower and slower until I was sure he had fallen fast asleep.
I made sure his arms were tightly wrapped around my neck before lifting his legs and standing up, cradling him in my arms as a mother would to her baby. But I thought of it more as if I were a husband carrying my wife/husband into our honeymoon suite.
I carried him up the flights of stairs to his Gryffindor common room, not caring of the sore pains shooting up my legs from tiredness, and whispered the password, "I hate Slytherins."
The Fat Lady swung her portrait open and I peeked in, making sure no one was around. This was much like the night before, but I didn't dare go to the boy's dormitory, so I just rested Harry comfortingly onto the couch and grabbed a blanket resting on the couch and tucked him in, lovingly.
But before I could back away to leave Harry's eyes fluttered open and he pulled me down into a passionate kiss.
"I'm sorry for hurting you, Draco. I'm so sorry." He had whispered into my ear.
"No need, love."
"No, there is a need. I have to apologize. What I did was wrong and I know it. I was saying how you had to learn to control your temper, when I did too. I'm also sorry for getting you into such a big mess. I honestly don't know what has gotten into those two."
"Harry," I answered back, " I understand, and I accept that they don't like me. I was mean to them from day 1, but I'm really trying to work on it. I'll try to hold my temper from now on."
"Me, too," Harry had answered, quite adorably.
"We can learn to control our tempers together, then, " I smiled at him.
He smiled back.
I kissed him gently on his forehead and disappeared behind the Fat Lady's portrait. Just as I was on the first step down the flight of stairs to my Slytherin dormitory, I heard Harry's voice say, "Oh, Hermione, you're up."
It had been extremely difficult to hear him and so I silently jogged back to the Fat Lady who was half asleep and had her eyes closed, and so didn't even notice me. I pressed my ear nosily against her picture were a beautiful berry bush was painted with what I had assumed was oil paint. (A/N Do they even use oil paint in the wizarding world?)
I heard Granger's answer. "Well of course I'm up Harry! Why wouldn't I be!? You are dating our bloody enemy and . . . and. oh, never mind, you just wouldn't understand!"
I heard what I had assumed was Harry getting up from the couch and probably walking over to Granger. "Of course I wouldn't understand! You won't try to explain what is so wrong about this Hermione! I love him and I don't see why you can't understand that! I thought you of all people would have been more understanding!" I had heard Harry yell.
Despite the fact that Harry was upset and yelling, I couldn't help but feel a balloon of joy in me as I had heard Harry defending me and declaring his love for me. It was just wonderful, but the happiness only lasted for a moment before I heard harry yell, "Hermione! Don't go! Wait! Please!" She has probably gone running up to her girls' dormitory
As I heard Harry sigh, I thought once again, 'why was Hermione here when she had her own Head Girls' room?'
I then heard footsteps from inside and heard Weasley's voice ask, "What happened?" in quite and angry voice.
"I.I. I don't know. She won't talk to me. I don't know why she's so mad! And you, Ron, why can't you try to be just a little more understanding?"
I heard Weasley sigh.I think, or it could have been Harry. and then Weasley said, "It's because.because maybe I could try to be more understanding Harry except that well, all right! I know I was wrong to just jump and get mad but I'm sorry.I just.overreacted. I'm sorry Harry, I really am.and I'll try my best to be more.civil towards that slimy no-good-"
"Ron!" Harry had whispered loudly.
"All right, I'm sorry.but that git is not the point! I can probably take it.as much as I hate him, only because you're my best friend, but when your not there, I can't promise any nice behavior, but that isn't what's important right now.
"I know that I'm sort of acting like Hermione now.being the understanding one, but Hermione has her reasons for behaving like me right now. She's not willing to be understanding right now because.well, when you guys left, I went to the infirmary and-"
"Oh Ron," Harry had interrupted. "About that, I'm really sorry! Are you all right?"
"Of course, Madam Pomphrey didn't ask too many questions and fixed me up in a few seconds.but back to what I was saying. When we in the infirmary together, we. well, we talked and Hermione started crying hysterically while Madam Pomphrey was out and she explained the entire thing to me.
" You see, well, you know how Malfoy's always calling her a mud- well, you know. She never showed it, but it really did hurt her more than she let us know. She told me that she would always cry at night every time after he had called her that."
I felt a sharp stab of guilt in my gut as I heard that. So I was the reason why this was blowing out of normal proportion. I never knew that Granger actually took me seriously. She always just turned around and acted like I'd never said anything. I suppose you could say I was discovering unknown feelings.(A/N: I know I usually put the title of the chapter in the end, but a reviewer told me that some chapter titles didn't go well at the end so I've decided that it would be better if I just put it in here. If you rather that I go back to putting it in the end like I usually do, then just let me know in a review.)
I sighed in guilt and continued listening as the Weasel said, "It really hurt her every time and he just never stopped, and she told me that to know you were in love with him made her think that you agreed with him. She thinks that you think of her as low as he does."
"I would never!" Harry half shouted.
"Shhh!" Weasley had whispered. "I know you don't think like that but she's just so hurt and hates him so much that she really doesn't know what to think right now. I admit that I overreacted for no reason but she.she just really hates Malfoy. And quite frankly, I can't really blame her."
" I understand." Harry had said and I heard footsteps before Weasley asked, "Harry, where are you going? That's the girls' dormitory."
I know. I need to speak to Hermione." And that was the last I heard.
I knew I wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying to Granger so I turned and headed down the flight of stairs to talk to Harry about this tomorrow and ask him where his bloody head Boy room was so that I would be able to avoid problems like this again!
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The next morning I woke up with a headache and prepared myself for a horrible day ahead. I hoped Harry had dealt with things last night. I really didn't want to have to put up with a rough day today. I sighed and walked to the Great Hall.
I took a seat at the Slytherin table where I would be able to see Harry properly.
He surprised me with a wide, happy smile. Next to him, sat Granger, who even more surprisingly offered me a weak, yet friendly smile. In shock, I think it had taken me about an entire minute before smiling back. Smiling back with a VERY wide smile.
I had been so happy!
I wasn't sure what was going to but I was sure that Harry would let me know as soon as I ran into him, which I intended on doing as soon as our lunch period came.
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"Argh!" Harry yelled as I pulled him into an empty classroom before he could get to the Great Hall for lunch.
I spun him around as he was yelling, "What's your bloody prob- *gasp* . Draco! Hello, love of my life whom I simply adore!" he had said as he happily leaned in and kissed me passionately.
"Well, aren't you the happy little prince, today?" I asked with a smirk.
He simply laughed and squealed much like a girl would with delight. " Oh, Draco! I'm so happy! I talked to Hermione last night and I talked out her problem. It was horrible. She has been crying and crying all night! I just- "
"Harry! Harry, wait! You sound like a.like a , well, like a Pansy, actually."
Harry had just given me a cute little glare and said, "you're right. I'm sorry, it's just that.well, after I promised to talk a few things out with you, she said that she would try to get along with you and I think that that's a very good start."
"So do I." I answered. "What exactly happened, though."
" Well, you see." Harry began.
He had told me of how he had comforted Hermione and held her as she cried and explained everything that was bothering her. He told me what I all ready knew from hearing his conversation with Weasley.
But something new was what he heard after Hermione had stopped crying.
".and then I asked her why she hadn't gone to her Head Girl room to rest it off and she gave me the most amazing answer!" Harry had said.
"What?" I asked in curiosity.
"She told me that she and Ron had gotten closer during the summer and well.now they're dating and really very happy for them! The reason why she's always in the regular common room was because it is against the rules to allow others in your Head Boy or Girl room. Oh.I'm just so happy!"
(A/N I know Harry sounds really girlish right now but I just couldn't come up with a different way of approaching the matter. Please don't pay too much attention to it.)
"Wow.I'm very.excited.for you." I had answered very uninterestedly. I really couldn't care less about The Weasel and granger dating. but I couldn't tell that to Harry, just like I couldn't tell him that I would rather Harry never mentioned either of them again. I may be in love with him, but I was still me and I did not approve of those two at all.
I wouldn't call Granger a mudblood anymore (which Harry had told me not to do during the explanation of what happened when he spoke with Granger) but I was not going to pretend we were friends.
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Harry and I walked out of the room and into the Great Hall for lunch. Harry asked me not to walk him all the way to his table since it would cause a scene and he wasn't ready for that just now, but I understood, neither was I.
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In my room, I lay across my bed, after dinner, doing my potions homework when a snowy white owl flew in, through my window and landed on my bed with a note. I found this owl vaguely familiar but couldn't quite put my finger on where I remembered her from.
I opened the letter that I had taken from her leg and read:
Dear Draco,
I wanted you to talk to Hermione and Ron and get acquainted. Well, Hermione suggested that we meet tonight at 8:00 p.m. in the North Tower. I know it's a dreadfully long walk from the dungeons, where I'm assuming your Head Boy room is located, but the North Tower is a nice, secluded area for us to talk. Please come. I know you don't like Ron and Hermione yet, but please try not to be rude.
With much love,
H.P.
I turned the piece of parchment over and wrote back with the quill I had been using for my potions homework and let Harry know that I would be there.
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That night, at 7:45 p.m., I started up the many flights of stairs to the North Tower. I really didn't want to, but I would do it just for Harry. Sometimes though, he really did annoy me just a bit.
I hadn't gotten dressed up if that's what you are thinking. Why would I dress up? They should be grateful just to have me willingly be in their presence. Besides, I didn't need to dress up, I was always wearing nothing but the best.
When I finally reached the North Tower, the three of them were waiting for me. Harry had been the first to come up to me and give me a hug. I gave him a small smile, making sure to look dominant in front of the Weasel and Granger.
He let go and turned to the Weasel who was making gagging faces. I glared it him and soon averted my eyes to granger, remembering that Harry wouldn't like it if I started a fight.
Granger then came up to me and said, "Hello,. Draco" as she held out her hand.
"Granger," I greeted as I took her hand.
Harry glared at me, but there was no way I was going to call her "Hermione." I DID have my dignity after all.
Granger gave me a glare and forced a fake smile upon her face. I glared right back. She should be grateful that I wasn't calling her a mudblood.
Through the corner of my eye, I saw Harry urging the Weasel to go up to me. He finally did with much reluctance and greeted, "Malfoy," but didn't bother to offer his hand. I had figured that he must have been mad that I didn't treat Granger with the "respect" he thought she was worthy of by not calling her "Hermione."
"Weasley," I had answered back.
"Is this all?" I asked, quite irritated and impatient. "Can I go now?" I asked Harry.
"Oh Draco, you sound like a whining baby. Have a seat," he had said as he muttered a spell and made four chairs. I let out an irritated sigh and sat at the nearest one. Harry took the one to the right of me and the Weasel and Granger took the other two, which were across from us.
Harry then muttered another spell and made a Table with four cups of tea and a kettle full of more tea for refills appear.
I could tell we were going to be here for a while.
Oh, how right I was.
We stayed for nearly an hour while Harry urged us all to talk. I learned quite a bit about muggles as Granger and Harry spoke about a "movie" called " S.W.A.T." I also learned quite about the Weasleys as they learned of me whenever Harry made me speak by poking me and giving me looks that clearly said, "Say something or you won't be getting kissed for a very LONG time."
All-in-all, it hadn't been overly horrible. We finally departed at 9:30, however, Harry did something very shocking. He came with me instead of Granger and Weasley. The two didn't look very happy about it but stayed quite and waved their good-byes.
"Come on, " Harry had said once they were out of ear shot." Let's go to my Head Boy room." Finally! I had thought! I really wanted to know where it was all ready, and then I would tell him where my room was.
He led me to the 6th floor by the stairs where nothing but marble that made up a wall was. I gave him a confused look which he returned with a smile before saying "Fire phoenix." And suddenly, a small whole appeared and opened up wider and wider until a large whole stood before us. It started to get smaller and smaller and started closing up when I noticed that Harry was all ready inside saying, "Well, are you coming or not?"
I quickly stepped in, ducking my head as the whole closed up completely.
I looked around and noticed the Gryffindor colors as always.
I smiled before Harry did the unthinkable. He grabbed me by my collar and threw me on the bed and we began snogging. I smiled into our kiss and let it continue. We snogged all through the night until we fell asleep together, (A/N no, they didn't do anything like that.) huddled in each other's arms.
A/N CORNY CHAPTER AND EXTREMELY CORNY ENDING BUT MY SISTER IS BUGGING ME TO GET OFF AND I'M GROUNDED FOR LIKE 5 DAYS SO I JUST WANT TO GET THIS UPDATED SINCE I WON'T BE ABLE TO USE IT FOR 4 DAYS STARTING TOMORROW. G2G
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So Thank you menecarkawan!
Now, you guys, I would like to thank all of my reviewers which are : onlyHAUNTED, Slytherin Princess, Malicious Dagger, menecarkawan (my wonderful Beta), Slytherin Princess (again ;-) ), Magical Pen, DeathStryke, and DeathStryke (again ;-) )
Now usually I would write a reply to all of my reviews buy I think you guys would like it better if I just skipped to writing the chapter.
I have thought about it and I have 70 to 30 percent chance that I will write a sequel in Harry's POV.
As for the reason why Hermione is mad, I thought about it and took my reviews into consideration and have decided to write my own idea since this is supposed to be original and if I wrote that Hermione fancied Harry it would be to copy-cat. My Beta advised me against it so I'm sorry for those of you who wanted to see Hermione fancy Harry.
Now on with the story!
Chapter 8 : Discovering Unknown Emotions
I held Harry in my embrace until we both grew too tired to stand and sat down on the floor, him still clinging onto me. I had rested my head against the wall while Harry rested his against my slightly muscled chest.
We stayed in that position until I heard the soft, rhythmic breath of Harry, getting slower and slower until I was sure he had fallen fast asleep.
I made sure his arms were tightly wrapped around my neck before lifting his legs and standing up, cradling him in my arms as a mother would to her baby. But I thought of it more as if I were a husband carrying my wife/husband into our honeymoon suite.
I carried him up the flights of stairs to his Gryffindor common room, not caring of the sore pains shooting up my legs from tiredness, and whispered the password, "I hate Slytherins."
The Fat Lady swung her portrait open and I peeked in, making sure no one was around. This was much like the night before, but I didn't dare go to the boy's dormitory, so I just rested Harry comfortingly onto the couch and grabbed a blanket resting on the couch and tucked him in, lovingly.
But before I could back away to leave Harry's eyes fluttered open and he pulled me down into a passionate kiss.
"I'm sorry for hurting you, Draco. I'm so sorry." He had whispered into my ear.
"No need, love."
"No, there is a need. I have to apologize. What I did was wrong and I know it. I was saying how you had to learn to control your temper, when I did too. I'm also sorry for getting you into such a big mess. I honestly don't know what has gotten into those two."
"Harry," I answered back, " I understand, and I accept that they don't like me. I was mean to them from day 1, but I'm really trying to work on it. I'll try to hold my temper from now on."
"Me, too," Harry had answered, quite adorably.
"We can learn to control our tempers together, then, " I smiled at him.
He smiled back.
I kissed him gently on his forehead and disappeared behind the Fat Lady's portrait. Just as I was on the first step down the flight of stairs to my Slytherin dormitory, I heard Harry's voice say, "Oh, Hermione, you're up."
It had been extremely difficult to hear him and so I silently jogged back to the Fat Lady who was half asleep and had her eyes closed, and so didn't even notice me. I pressed my ear nosily against her picture were a beautiful berry bush was painted with what I had assumed was oil paint. (A/N Do they even use oil paint in the wizarding world?)
I heard Granger's answer. "Well of course I'm up Harry! Why wouldn't I be!? You are dating our bloody enemy and . . . and. oh, never mind, you just wouldn't understand!"
I heard what I had assumed was Harry getting up from the couch and probably walking over to Granger. "Of course I wouldn't understand! You won't try to explain what is so wrong about this Hermione! I love him and I don't see why you can't understand that! I thought you of all people would have been more understanding!" I had heard Harry yell.
Despite the fact that Harry was upset and yelling, I couldn't help but feel a balloon of joy in me as I had heard Harry defending me and declaring his love for me. It was just wonderful, but the happiness only lasted for a moment before I heard harry yell, "Hermione! Don't go! Wait! Please!" She has probably gone running up to her girls' dormitory
As I heard Harry sigh, I thought once again, 'why was Hermione here when she had her own Head Girls' room?'
I then heard footsteps from inside and heard Weasley's voice ask, "What happened?" in quite and angry voice.
"I.I. I don't know. She won't talk to me. I don't know why she's so mad! And you, Ron, why can't you try to be just a little more understanding?"
I heard Weasley sigh.I think, or it could have been Harry. and then Weasley said, "It's because.because maybe I could try to be more understanding Harry except that well, all right! I know I was wrong to just jump and get mad but I'm sorry.I just.overreacted. I'm sorry Harry, I really am.and I'll try my best to be more.civil towards that slimy no-good-"
"Ron!" Harry had whispered loudly.
"All right, I'm sorry.but that git is not the point! I can probably take it.as much as I hate him, only because you're my best friend, but when your not there, I can't promise any nice behavior, but that isn't what's important right now.
"I know that I'm sort of acting like Hermione now.being the understanding one, but Hermione has her reasons for behaving like me right now. She's not willing to be understanding right now because.well, when you guys left, I went to the infirmary and-"
"Oh Ron," Harry had interrupted. "About that, I'm really sorry! Are you all right?"
"Of course, Madam Pomphrey didn't ask too many questions and fixed me up in a few seconds.but back to what I was saying. When we in the infirmary together, we. well, we talked and Hermione started crying hysterically while Madam Pomphrey was out and she explained the entire thing to me.
" You see, well, you know how Malfoy's always calling her a mud- well, you know. She never showed it, but it really did hurt her more than she let us know. She told me that she would always cry at night every time after he had called her that."
I felt a sharp stab of guilt in my gut as I heard that. So I was the reason why this was blowing out of normal proportion. I never knew that Granger actually took me seriously. She always just turned around and acted like I'd never said anything. I suppose you could say I was discovering unknown feelings.(A/N: I know I usually put the title of the chapter in the end, but a reviewer told me that some chapter titles didn't go well at the end so I've decided that it would be better if I just put it in here. If you rather that I go back to putting it in the end like I usually do, then just let me know in a review.)
I sighed in guilt and continued listening as the Weasel said, "It really hurt her every time and he just never stopped, and she told me that to know you were in love with him made her think that you agreed with him. She thinks that you think of her as low as he does."
"I would never!" Harry half shouted.
"Shhh!" Weasley had whispered. "I know you don't think like that but she's just so hurt and hates him so much that she really doesn't know what to think right now. I admit that I overreacted for no reason but she.she just really hates Malfoy. And quite frankly, I can't really blame her."
" I understand." Harry had said and I heard footsteps before Weasley asked, "Harry, where are you going? That's the girls' dormitory."
I know. I need to speak to Hermione." And that was the last I heard.
I knew I wouldn't be able to hear what he was saying to Granger so I turned and headed down the flight of stairs to talk to Harry about this tomorrow and ask him where his bloody head Boy room was so that I would be able to avoid problems like this again!
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The next morning I woke up with a headache and prepared myself for a horrible day ahead. I hoped Harry had dealt with things last night. I really didn't want to have to put up with a rough day today. I sighed and walked to the Great Hall.
I took a seat at the Slytherin table where I would be able to see Harry properly.
He surprised me with a wide, happy smile. Next to him, sat Granger, who even more surprisingly offered me a weak, yet friendly smile. In shock, I think it had taken me about an entire minute before smiling back. Smiling back with a VERY wide smile.
I had been so happy!
I wasn't sure what was going to but I was sure that Harry would let me know as soon as I ran into him, which I intended on doing as soon as our lunch period came.
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"Argh!" Harry yelled as I pulled him into an empty classroom before he could get to the Great Hall for lunch.
I spun him around as he was yelling, "What's your bloody prob- *gasp* . Draco! Hello, love of my life whom I simply adore!" he had said as he happily leaned in and kissed me passionately.
"Well, aren't you the happy little prince, today?" I asked with a smirk.
He simply laughed and squealed much like a girl would with delight. " Oh, Draco! I'm so happy! I talked to Hermione last night and I talked out her problem. It was horrible. She has been crying and crying all night! I just- "
"Harry! Harry, wait! You sound like a.like a , well, like a Pansy, actually."
Harry had just given me a cute little glare and said, "you're right. I'm sorry, it's just that.well, after I promised to talk a few things out with you, she said that she would try to get along with you and I think that that's a very good start."
"So do I." I answered. "What exactly happened, though."
" Well, you see." Harry began.
He had told me of how he had comforted Hermione and held her as she cried and explained everything that was bothering her. He told me what I all ready knew from hearing his conversation with Weasley.
But something new was what he heard after Hermione had stopped crying.
".and then I asked her why she hadn't gone to her Head Girl room to rest it off and she gave me the most amazing answer!" Harry had said.
"What?" I asked in curiosity.
"She told me that she and Ron had gotten closer during the summer and well.now they're dating and really very happy for them! The reason why she's always in the regular common room was because it is against the rules to allow others in your Head Boy or Girl room. Oh.I'm just so happy!"
(A/N I know Harry sounds really girlish right now but I just couldn't come up with a different way of approaching the matter. Please don't pay too much attention to it.)
"Wow.I'm very.excited.for you." I had answered very uninterestedly. I really couldn't care less about The Weasel and granger dating. but I couldn't tell that to Harry, just like I couldn't tell him that I would rather Harry never mentioned either of them again. I may be in love with him, but I was still me and I did not approve of those two at all.
I wouldn't call Granger a mudblood anymore (which Harry had told me not to do during the explanation of what happened when he spoke with Granger) but I was not going to pretend we were friends.
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Harry and I walked out of the room and into the Great Hall for lunch. Harry asked me not to walk him all the way to his table since it would cause a scene and he wasn't ready for that just now, but I understood, neither was I.
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In my room, I lay across my bed, after dinner, doing my potions homework when a snowy white owl flew in, through my window and landed on my bed with a note. I found this owl vaguely familiar but couldn't quite put my finger on where I remembered her from.
I opened the letter that I had taken from her leg and read:
Dear Draco,
I wanted you to talk to Hermione and Ron and get acquainted. Well, Hermione suggested that we meet tonight at 8:00 p.m. in the North Tower. I know it's a dreadfully long walk from the dungeons, where I'm assuming your Head Boy room is located, but the North Tower is a nice, secluded area for us to talk. Please come. I know you don't like Ron and Hermione yet, but please try not to be rude.
With much love,
H.P.
I turned the piece of parchment over and wrote back with the quill I had been using for my potions homework and let Harry know that I would be there.
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That night, at 7:45 p.m., I started up the many flights of stairs to the North Tower. I really didn't want to, but I would do it just for Harry. Sometimes though, he really did annoy me just a bit.
I hadn't gotten dressed up if that's what you are thinking. Why would I dress up? They should be grateful just to have me willingly be in their presence. Besides, I didn't need to dress up, I was always wearing nothing but the best.
When I finally reached the North Tower, the three of them were waiting for me. Harry had been the first to come up to me and give me a hug. I gave him a small smile, making sure to look dominant in front of the Weasel and Granger.
He let go and turned to the Weasel who was making gagging faces. I glared it him and soon averted my eyes to granger, remembering that Harry wouldn't like it if I started a fight.
Granger then came up to me and said, "Hello,. Draco" as she held out her hand.
"Granger," I greeted as I took her hand.
Harry glared at me, but there was no way I was going to call her "Hermione." I DID have my dignity after all.
Granger gave me a glare and forced a fake smile upon her face. I glared right back. She should be grateful that I wasn't calling her a mudblood.
Through the corner of my eye, I saw Harry urging the Weasel to go up to me. He finally did with much reluctance and greeted, "Malfoy," but didn't bother to offer his hand. I had figured that he must have been mad that I didn't treat Granger with the "respect" he thought she was worthy of by not calling her "Hermione."
"Weasley," I had answered back.
"Is this all?" I asked, quite irritated and impatient. "Can I go now?" I asked Harry.
"Oh Draco, you sound like a whining baby. Have a seat," he had said as he muttered a spell and made four chairs. I let out an irritated sigh and sat at the nearest one. Harry took the one to the right of me and the Weasel and Granger took the other two, which were across from us.
Harry then muttered another spell and made a Table with four cups of tea and a kettle full of more tea for refills appear.
I could tell we were going to be here for a while.
Oh, how right I was.
We stayed for nearly an hour while Harry urged us all to talk. I learned quite a bit about muggles as Granger and Harry spoke about a "movie" called " S.W.A.T." I also learned quite about the Weasleys as they learned of me whenever Harry made me speak by poking me and giving me looks that clearly said, "Say something or you won't be getting kissed for a very LONG time."
All-in-all, it hadn't been overly horrible. We finally departed at 9:30, however, Harry did something very shocking. He came with me instead of Granger and Weasley. The two didn't look very happy about it but stayed quite and waved their good-byes.
"Come on, " Harry had said once they were out of ear shot." Let's go to my Head Boy room." Finally! I had thought! I really wanted to know where it was all ready, and then I would tell him where my room was.
He led me to the 6th floor by the stairs where nothing but marble that made up a wall was. I gave him a confused look which he returned with a smile before saying "Fire phoenix." And suddenly, a small whole appeared and opened up wider and wider until a large whole stood before us. It started to get smaller and smaller and started closing up when I noticed that Harry was all ready inside saying, "Well, are you coming or not?"
I quickly stepped in, ducking my head as the whole closed up completely.
I looked around and noticed the Gryffindor colors as always.
I smiled before Harry did the unthinkable. He grabbed me by my collar and threw me on the bed and we began snogging. I smiled into our kiss and let it continue. We snogged all through the night until we fell asleep together, (A/N no, they didn't do anything like that.) huddled in each other's arms.
A/N CORNY CHAPTER AND EXTREMELY CORNY ENDING BUT MY SISTER IS BUGGING ME TO GET OFF AND I'M GROUNDED FOR LIKE 5 DAYS SO I JUST WANT TO GET THIS UPDATED SINCE I WON'T BE ABLE TO USE IT FOR 4 DAYS STARTING TOMORROW. G2G
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