Sign Your Name Across My Heart
Chapter Eight: Infitias Amor
Proclaimer: Yep, I own the story, same as yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that....
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Flashback:
He looked at her, his heart racing, as he suddenly felt very trapped, very scared, very guilty.
Go on, a voice in his head was saying, Kiss her... you know you want to...
But it won't mean anything this way, he argued back.
It won't mean anything anyways...
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"I- I can't-" The words had torn from his mouth before he could stop them- "Just- Granger- just go- the potion worked- just get away from me-"
They stared at each other in silence for a long moment.
"What was it," she whispered suddenly, her eyes intense, "What was it... what is it... is it that bad... you can't let yourself- oh, God, why?!" she cried out in desperation.
"God damn you," he said involuntarily. "Yes... it is that bad... now, please, just go..."
Hermione could feel her eyes start to well up. What could she forget that could make him pull away? she thought as she started to go to her room. However, a tapping sound came from the window, and she went to open the window, letting it in. It immediately flew to Draco, and he untied the letter. "Draco?" she asked, fearfully, as she still remembered something that happened with him getting an owl a few days ago.. Odd... I can't remember anything that happened after that..
"Go to your room. Right now. It's.. not important." He looked up at her and practically pleaded with his eyes for her to leave. She frowned and entered her room. Of course, she remembered borrowing Harry's invisibility cloak, and the reason for borrowing it.. She left the door open slightly so she could hear when he left, and she pulled the cloak over herself. When she heard Draco leave, she exited her room and followed him.
Hermione followed him in silence, but when she saw Mrs. Norris, she desperately wanted to run up to Draco and cover him with the cloak. But... Her eyes widened when she saw him merely reach down to pet the cat. Then came Filch. "Ah, Head Boy, out after hours again. What's your pitiful excuse this time?" Filch sneered.
Draco rolled his eyes and handed him a note. "Another meeting. And for future reference, if I'm ever out after hours, it's going to be for the same reason; no use stopping me every time."
"Right.. Have fun at your meeting then, Mister Malfoy. Don't kill too many Mudbloods before breakfast," he responded, with another sneer.
As Draco walked away, Hermione could hear him mutter, "That comes later.."
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Hermione woke up and immediately winced as a sharp tingling sensation spread throughout her body. Ouch! What in the world-
"The potion," she muttered aloud as the tingling diminished. This was an expected side effect; the potion was wearing off-
Hermione wracked her brain, eagerly trying to remember the previous night. Had it worked? Had the potion been successful? It was such a big grade-
Then she remembered the night, all that had happened-
"Oh my god," she said quietly, horror dawning on her face.
It was a dream, she told herself hopefully. Just a dream- you didn't really try and kiss Malfoy- he didn't go out killing Mudbloods- you didn't really follow him-
Then her eyes landed on the crumpled invisibility cloak at the foot of her bed- it was real- she sat up hastily, reaching for the cloak- it was just a hallucination- another side effect- it couldn't be real-
The light, smooth fabric slipped between her fingers like woven water-
Yes!--these were her realities--all else had vanished!*
Hermione jumped up and quickly got dressed. She could now remember exactly what she had been told to forget. She growled as she realized that he had been trying to get her to like him. And just when she had been about to kiss him, he decided that he didn't want her to. She emerged from her room, slamming the door shut behind her. "DRACO MALFOY! Get out here RIGHT NOW!!" she yelled, anger boiling in her.
Draco had been asleep in his room, but as he had always been a light sleeper, had heard her yelling and jumped out of his bed. He groaned; she must have remembered last night. He'd have to write that down in their project paper. He left his room, wearing only his boxers as he thought it'd be better for her to yell now than keep it inside to yell more when he came out later.
"What do you want, Mudblood?"
Hermione glared at him for his choice of dress, then decided that then was not a good time to bring up his boxers.
"You bloody bastard, how could you use me like that?! I didn't know any better, and you used me to get some action, and then suddenly you get morals! And then you go off to kill Mudbloods-"
"I did not go kill Mudbloods; if you must know, I was-" Draco had been furious when she assumed that; so furious, in fact, that he almost revealed his secret. "Helping Professor Snape with a potion that an owl had spilt, and he had to get it done before today," he lied almost perfectly. However, he didn't know that Hermione had followed him.
She glared at him. "Liar," she spat, before running from the room.
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A/N: Well. Hmm.. Interesting chapter. And I could have updated a couple days ago, but I've been busy with school starting, etc. Yes, so then, I guess I may update this weekend...
* A quote from Nathaniel Hawthorne's The Scarlet Letter.
Riley: :P Steeeerike three! You remind me of one of my friends. You don't happen to like Coke, do you?
moondocc: Aww, thanks much! I'll keep writing, if you keep reviewing :P
Katrina E Malfoy: All wrong, but good guesses! May save those ideas for later fics... And I'm sure everyone would like to see Draco in only a towel... But how's tousled hair, etc?
ss: Yep, unfortunately, she will. Or fortunately, depending on your idea of good. :P
DazedPanda: Aww, so sorry! I'll update slower for ya! Thanks much! And yep, you spelled it right. :)
DanishGirl: Nope, no beginning of a relationship, you have to wait a bit more for that. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! :D
anyam: Haha, nope, not the correct answer. And here's my update!
RebelRikki: I completely agree with you, but as it goes with my story... Haha, hope you enjoyed this despite the lack of kissing.
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