Sign Your Name Across My Heart
Chapter Ten: Basiatio Invidia
Proclaimer: I own Weak-Minded Hermione™ and Envious Draco™. I do not own the original characters, JKR does. I just tweaked them a bit for my story.
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Flashback:
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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Hermione sighed as she lay down on her wonderfully comfortable bed. She had absolutely loved that bed, ever since she had seen it for the first time. It was always so very comfortable, and it just held a certain warmth and always made her feel better. She sighed again, this time a blissful sigh, as she let her mind wander.
That was definitely not a good idea.
She had been thinking about Ron, how perfect he was, how warm and comfortable he made her feel... But suddenly, out of the blue, she started to think about how warm Draco had been the day she had tried the potion. How sincere and charming he had been. How his silvery hair glinted in the firelight, and his eyelashes made those spiky shadows on his perfectly alabaster skin-
Hermione shook her head to clear those thoughts, telling herself it as just more after-effects of the potion. But they just kept coming. Images started to pop in uncontrollably of Draco, and she just couldn't stand laying there anymore.
Hermione groaned and got off the bed, taking the invisibility cloak and preparing to follow him once more. Maybe a bit of fresh air would help clear her thoughts- she would have to follow him outside this time.
She crept quickly and quietly along the corridors, knowing she should turn back but still continuing, until she heard footsteps up ahead. She moved closer and saw his silver-blonde hair glowing slightly in the lamplight- it was Malfoy. Her heart rate increasing, she followed him from a safe distance, until he opened the entrance door. She sped up so as not to be caught, and barely missed brushing up against him and revealing her secret.
Finally. They were outside, in the fresh night air, and the cool breeze playing with Draco's soft blonde hair... Hermione shook her head and tried to concentrate on something else. Then.. "Bloody Voldemort and his bloody followers..." she heard Draco mutter as they reached the edge of the forest. She stopped in her tracks, noticing the contempt in his voice.
She didn't notice the small rustle of leaves she had made when she stopped abruptly- but Draco had.
He whipped around, eyes blazing with fury, and something else- fear? "Who's there?" he said in a low tone. His eyes narrowed and became menacing as Hermione trembled under the cloak, remaining silent. She couldn't risk moving- he would hear her-
Slowly, but deliberately, his eyes frighteningly direct on Hermione's face, he withdrew his wand from his cloak. Pointing it at her, his eyes darkened slightly. "I know you're there- reveal yourself or I will not hesitate to kill you," he said slowly.
"Malfoy- don't kill me!" she gasped.
A strange expression came over Draco's face- a mixture of shock, disgust, amusement- as he strode two steps over to Hermione and roughly ripped the cloak from her shoulders.
"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!" he managed to practically yell in an angry whisper.
"Uh.. I-I uh...um.."
"Well, spit it out, already, Mudblood!" Draco spat, his eyes flashing dangerously.
"I- I was going for a walk," she said quietly, looking down at her feet.
"With your invisibility cloak?" Draco snarled. "Yeah right. Why were you following me-" Then it hit him. She heard me.. That must have been why she stopped.
He took a deep breath and, as he noticed Hermione's mouth open to respond to his question, he leaned forward, opening his mouth slightly, looking closely at Hermione's chocolate brown eyes through his soft hair falling in his eyes-
And then his lips were on his, and he kissed her hard, ignoring the sudden flip of his stomach, ignoring the tingling of his spine, ignoring how his whole body was inadvertently relaxing- Concentrate, he told himself angrily. You are not enjoying this...
Trying not to notice her arms around his neck, or the way his had found their way around her waist, or how her lips were so damn soft- fuck it, CONCENTRATE, he told himself furiously- he finally screwed up his concentration and performed the spell- he reluctantly pulled apart from her and quickly whispered the incantation.
It was a very useful spell Voldemort himself had taught him, working in much the same way as the forgetfulness potion did, but requiring full concentration and very powerful magic. It completely altered the victim's memory of a certain event (instead of erasing it) until someone restored that particular portion of her memory.
Now, she thinks was that she followed me into the Forest, and that we kissed, after she professed her 'attraction' to me. She doesn't know that I had revealed my secret accidentally, Draco thought grimly. That is, if I did the spell right- if I had been strong enough not to get so damn caught up in the bloody kiss-
Draco sighed inwardly, and began the charade. "Hermione.." he started, inwardly shuddering at the use of her first name.
"Yes, Draco?" Hermione breathed, looking into Draco's eyes, her own eyes burning in a fiery passion.
"This.. We can't let anyone know about.. About us.." Draco lowered his gaze to the ground, rolling his eyes.
Hermione frowned and, turning her eyes to the ground too, replied, "I.. I know.. Ron would be heartbroken.."
Draco kept his eyes on the dark shadowy outlines of the leaves underneath his feet, his heart racing, as questions floated around his head, but he did not have time to decide, he had no time to think now, he had to act-
"Yeah," Draco sighed in a voice he hoped was heavy with emotion. "Ron's so lucky, to have someone like you as a girlfriend..."
Draco smirked slightly as Hermione's eyes watered, the unshed tears glittering in the moonlight. She took a deep, shuddering breath, and he mentally congratulated himself on his acting job.. See, all it took was a bit of concentration... he grinned slightly. Everything was alright- Or maybe you weren't acting, a nasty voice whispered in the back of his head. You really do think Weasley's lucky, to have this...
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A/N: Hope you all enjoyed! :)
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