Sign Your Name Across My Heart
Chapter Nine: Paciscor Diabolus
Proclaimer: Yep, still mine, despite my long absence. Nope, don't own HP & Co.
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Flashback:
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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Draco shook his head as she left, and sat down in front of the fire. Damn Mudblood.. Never knows when to keep her bloody mouth shut.. She really didn't need to bring up any of it. If she had just ignored it all...
Wait a minute... How did she know about the Mudblood thing? He frowned. He never said anything.. She could have just assumed... But.. she also could have overheard his conversation with Filch... She has an invisibility cloak! he thought. It fit well with an incident that had happened in third year. Groaning, he lay down on the couch, thinking.
I could just tell her the truth....
What good would that do? She would just go running to her little friends, or the Headmaster, and nothing would be solved.
But she would know..
The truth, yes. But she doesn't need to know yet.
Draco sighed, giving in. He would wait to tell Hermione the truth. Once he decided on a plan to get out of killing her.
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Hermione arrived in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, said the password, and bolted into the room and up the steps to the boys dorms. She knocked on the seventh year door and waited. Harry opened the door and groggily rubbed his eyes. "Hermione? What are you doing here?"
"Could I talk to Ron quick? It's.. important.." Hermione asked, looking a bit nervous. Harry nodded and let Hermione in. "Ron! Ron, wake up!" Hermione whispered as loudly as she could without waking anyone else up.
"Mmmph.. Whadda ya want?" came the muffled response.
"Ron.. I just.. You know I love you, right?" she asked, a bit nervous. She was kneeling next to Ron's bed by then.
"Mmph?" Ron mumbled, opening one eye. Then he saw Hermione kneeling there and did a rather sleepy double take- "Hermione? What are you doing here?"
"I- I-" Hermione stuttered, lost for words. "I just wanted to make sure you knew I love you..."
Ron's forehead wrinkled as he struggled to sit up in bed and fully wake up.
"Hermione? Is this a dream?"
"No..." Hermione whispered. "I just- wanted to make sure you knew I love you-" she repeated faintly.
"Of course I know you love me," Ron said softly, reaching over and patting Hermione's head. His hand lingered on her shoulder. "And you know I love you too... right?"
"Of course," Hermione breathed. "Ron..."
"What, darling?"
"Nothing..." Hermione whispered. "I just wanted to hear your voice again..." She reached up and took Ron's hand from her shoulder and caressed it gently, rubbing his fingers slowly. She sighed happily and slowly brought his hand to her lips.
Through the veil of darkness, she saw him looking at her from his pillow. Hermione's heart fluttered as she met his gaze slowly. She inched up slowly, closing the bed curtains around them, until she was kneeling by his head.
"Hermione..." Ron breathed.
"Ron..." she said softly, her fingers trailing up his arm lightly.
"I love you," he whispered quietly, his breath hot on her face. Hermione shivered.
"I love you too," she murmured almost silently- and then her lips were on his, starting out soft, sweet, but as Ron leaned over and put his arms roughly around her and hoisted her up on the bed next to her- Hermione's eyes opened suddenly in shock, but Ron's were calm, cool in the darkness, and her apprehension left her as he kissed her more violently, more intensely- his arms wrapped around her tightly as she kissed him back, as he kicked the sheets over her, they lay together, his legs touching hers, as they searched for answers they could not find....
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Hermione smiled as she walked back to her common room. That day, she had decided, had gone very well indeed. After her and Ron's snog session in his bed, they had gone to breakfast holding hands. She had a happy, fuzzy feeling in her heart all day. And to make it all better, Draco hadn't yet said a word to ruin her wonderful day. Oh, she knew it would happen eventually, he would end up snapping an insult as she headed to her room, but not even that could ruin her day.
She said the password and the tapestry lifted for her, and she walked in with a smile on her face and her eyes glazed over. Unfortunately, Draco was there, and noticed the smile. Smirking, he remarked, "Still thinking about last night, Mudblood?"
Hermione's grin widened and she replied with "Yeah, just thinking how wonderful it was when you decided that you didn't want to take advantage of me." Draco snorted and made to respond with yet another 'witty come-back', but Hermione had already skipped up the stairs to her room.
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The next few days flew by quite a bit faster than usual, mostly because Draco remained quiet a lot more. That, along with the fact that Hermione spent more and more time in the Gryffindor dorms. Her and Ron were having a wonderful time together, snogging, holding hands, talking, playing chess... She really felt as if she belonged with him.
However, all good things must come to an end. Hermione and Draco still had that potions essay to do for their project, and they still had to discuss all the various side effects that she had experienced, and then they had to write it all out. Together.
That night, they decided to work on it together and try to get it all done so it could be graded soon. "So, Mudblood.. Did you notice any side effects of the potion?" Draco asked, obviously not any happier than she about having to discuss this again.
"Oh, I felt a bit of pain when I woke up. That must have been the potion wearing off."
"Right." Draco wrote that down, and after they got a list of side effects, they started to write out the paper together. Mostly they took turns, and they corrected each other when they wrote something incorrect. However, when they still had about five and a half inches left to write, an owl came a-tapping at the window. Draco groaned, and Hermione could barely hear him mumble, "Not again.."
Hermione glared at him as he read the letter. He looked up and glared back with an equally frightening look. When Hermione thought he looked as if he was about to say something threatening, she quickly said with malice, "No need for threats; I know, don't tell anyone about this. Although you really shouldn't be out killing Muggles and such in the first place, I'll keep your bloody secret." She had been standing by then, and when she finished her little speech, she stomped off into her room.
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A/N: Hmm... Wow... Already have the perfect opening for a certain part... but I wanted that certain part to happen in chapter 13... I suppose 10 is just as good as 13... *sigh* And sorry everyone for the long wait, I lost my internet for a while, and I'm having trouble with chapter names.
LadyLoca231: :P So true... I'd hate him for trying to make me like him and cheat on my boyfriend, too. But then, I don't have a boyfriend..
EternallYours/angelskates12: Nope, no killing muggles, and not occlumency. Just lessons from the big V. I try not to get too big on the cliche-ness. Unfortunately, cliches are only around because they work very well to accomplish a certain goal. I have used multiple cliches already in this story, but I personally think that if you try to avoid every cliche, your story will suck horribly. However, I can be proven wrong. Also.. I love keeping people in the dark. Not for too long, though, cause then your eyes start to get used to it, which then means you'll figure out my secrets. :P
DanishGirl: Yep, she remembers loving Ron. And here's the update! Had a lot of trouble writing this chappie, just didn't come as naturally to me as the others did... That and I have classes to deal with, too, now.. All my energy is gone, and that stupid Writer's Block has blocked my way again; this time I have no energy to push it aside.
Guitar Gurl: Heh, thanks. I plan on getting as good as Cassie Claire, but that'll take a lot of time and patience. And homocide. JK! No! Not gonna kill her, she's my hero. Love her Draco Trilogy. If you haven't read anything by Cassie Claire, you have to go read it now. Forget reading this story, CC rocks!
Katrina E Malfoy: As we progress further and further into the story, the chapters may possibly get longer. Until then, I'll just try to update once a week. Stupid homework. And I like the boxers too :) May get a half-nekkid Draco in a towel with wet, drippy hair at some point in the story.. Not sure though.
Psycho Chic: :) Thanks much! And here's some more for ya! I'll try to update soon, but with school and all.. *sigh*
ss: Nah, not killing anyone yet. Right now all he's doing is taking lessons from Voldemort in the Dark Arts.
RebelRikki: You'll enjoy the next chapter, I'm sure. I have some of it written already, and the rest in my head being torn apart by the muses trying to find a way to write it all out. ;)
moondocc: That's good to hear! Hope you still like it in the next chapter, when Draco does something very... devious... Hehe...
Taintless:Thanks much, and sorry for the long wait, lost my internet. Review please! :D