Midnight Wanderer- Part 3
Draco just stared at Hermione. His penetrating gray eyes held a steady gaze on her own hazel eyes.
Hesitating for a moment, he mumbled, "I-am-failing-potions-and- my-father-is-gonna-kill-me-if-I-don't-bring-it-up-to-a-passing-score."
"Draco, listen to me. Okay? I want to help you. Please let me," Hermione pleaded. It's not like it would be her loss if he said no. Just that, the consequences weren't very good if he rejected. She didn't necessarily care about the poor guy...or did she? "I promise that you will pass by the end of the semester. I give you my word."
Drraco's eyes softened, "Okay. But if you tell anyone about this, including Potter and Weasley, then I have the right to tell Snape that you were trying to hex me to make me fail the test."
"Okay, done deal! So, where do we start?" She plopped down on the cushioned bed, and opened the book. Draco reluctantly sat beside her. As she began to explain what newt's legs added with frog's eyes really made, he marveled at her beauty and intelligence. Her long, wavy brown hair cascaded down upon her slender shoulders, and she smelled like...like ginger blossoms and jasmine. Draco's adrenaline was flowing and his teenage hormones were racing.
"So, you see? It's not that hard, now, is it?" Hermione looked at him.
"Huh? What? Oh yeah," Draco was startled. He must have been daydreaming again. Trying to pay attention, he listened to her recite the ingredients for the Polyjuice Potion. He couldn't help himself. She was so vulnerable.
He kissed her.
She kissed him.
Draco loved the sweet taste of her lips. Like ripe strawberries under the bright summer sun.
Hermione was taken aback but leaned into it, eager to show him just how feisty she could be. He wrapped his arms around her neck. Hermione felt like she was flying on cloud 9. But, as suddenly as Draco had kissed her, she had come floating back down to earth. She pulled away, not really wanting to.
"Hermione," Draco whispered into her soft hair. Hermione shook her head and picked up her bag silently.
"Draco, how could you? I thought I could maybe have a little trust in you for this occasion of me tutoring you but-but, we can't do this. You and Pansy belong together, not us. We are the total opposite, and would both end up hurt." And she left. Just like that.
As she turned the corner in the corridor to the hallway leading to the common room, she let the tears flow. She couldn't hold them back any longer. They streamed down her round cheeks at a constant flow as she tip-toed into bed.
"Where have you been? Me an' Parvati have been wondering where you've been all night! We thought you had gone to the library but you weren't there," Lavender protested. Hermione saw her sitting upright on her bed, staring wide-eyed at Hermione. "Tell me!"
"Wow, I'm beat! Good night, Lavender," Hermione ignored Lavender and tried to fall asleep. It took a few minutes until her mind slowly shut down and she fell asleep...
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A mysterious boy took her hand. He lead her to a daffodil meadow. Many big oak trees shaded the peaceful area. Unicorns were scattered here and there, grazing the thin, green grass. A light breeze blew past them. The boy leaned toward her and kissed her cheek. He bent down and picked a bouquet of daffodils and handed them to her. She smiled sweetly and sat down on the grass, gazing into the distance. Hills and hills all around. She held his warm comforting hand, and gestured to a tree, a few yards away. He nodded and raced along with her, to see who could get there first. Like a child's game, that one gets tired of as you get older. But they weren't. They were a playful couple. Out of breath, the girl stopped. The boy kissed her ear teasingly, as if the beckon her to finish the race...
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"Herm! Wake up! Aren't you hungry? We need to find seats with Harry and Ron before they are all taken!" Lavender exclaimed, halfway out the door.
"Huh? Okay, wait up!" Hermione got out of bed and quickly dressed and jogged out the door to meet Lavender. She had had the most wonderful dream. (*sigh* I know what she means! I get those too! Hee hee hee! :)) She felt stupid to tell Lavender about it. Lavender would laugh and say, "Yeah, only in your "dreams". Now come with me to go get some more pudding."
Hermione grabbed a seat beside Harry, and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed, and put his arm around her waist. She liked it when he did that, it made her feel important, and secure. Smiling, Hermione poured some orange juice into a cup and bit into a piece of buttered toast.
A/N: So, is it okay? Hope you like it! R/R!
Draco just stared at Hermione. His penetrating gray eyes held a steady gaze on her own hazel eyes.
Hesitating for a moment, he mumbled, "I-am-failing-potions-and- my-father-is-gonna-kill-me-if-I-don't-bring-it-up-to-a-passing-score."
"Draco, listen to me. Okay? I want to help you. Please let me," Hermione pleaded. It's not like it would be her loss if he said no. Just that, the consequences weren't very good if he rejected. She didn't necessarily care about the poor guy...or did she? "I promise that you will pass by the end of the semester. I give you my word."
Drraco's eyes softened, "Okay. But if you tell anyone about this, including Potter and Weasley, then I have the right to tell Snape that you were trying to hex me to make me fail the test."
"Okay, done deal! So, where do we start?" She plopped down on the cushioned bed, and opened the book. Draco reluctantly sat beside her. As she began to explain what newt's legs added with frog's eyes really made, he marveled at her beauty and intelligence. Her long, wavy brown hair cascaded down upon her slender shoulders, and she smelled like...like ginger blossoms and jasmine. Draco's adrenaline was flowing and his teenage hormones were racing.
"So, you see? It's not that hard, now, is it?" Hermione looked at him.
"Huh? What? Oh yeah," Draco was startled. He must have been daydreaming again. Trying to pay attention, he listened to her recite the ingredients for the Polyjuice Potion. He couldn't help himself. She was so vulnerable.
He kissed her.
She kissed him.
Draco loved the sweet taste of her lips. Like ripe strawberries under the bright summer sun.
Hermione was taken aback but leaned into it, eager to show him just how feisty she could be. He wrapped his arms around her neck. Hermione felt like she was flying on cloud 9. But, as suddenly as Draco had kissed her, she had come floating back down to earth. She pulled away, not really wanting to.
"Hermione," Draco whispered into her soft hair. Hermione shook her head and picked up her bag silently.
"Draco, how could you? I thought I could maybe have a little trust in you for this occasion of me tutoring you but-but, we can't do this. You and Pansy belong together, not us. We are the total opposite, and would both end up hurt." And she left. Just like that.
As she turned the corner in the corridor to the hallway leading to the common room, she let the tears flow. She couldn't hold them back any longer. They streamed down her round cheeks at a constant flow as she tip-toed into bed.
"Where have you been? Me an' Parvati have been wondering where you've been all night! We thought you had gone to the library but you weren't there," Lavender protested. Hermione saw her sitting upright on her bed, staring wide-eyed at Hermione. "Tell me!"
"Wow, I'm beat! Good night, Lavender," Hermione ignored Lavender and tried to fall asleep. It took a few minutes until her mind slowly shut down and she fell asleep...
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A mysterious boy took her hand. He lead her to a daffodil meadow. Many big oak trees shaded the peaceful area. Unicorns were scattered here and there, grazing the thin, green grass. A light breeze blew past them. The boy leaned toward her and kissed her cheek. He bent down and picked a bouquet of daffodils and handed them to her. She smiled sweetly and sat down on the grass, gazing into the distance. Hills and hills all around. She held his warm comforting hand, and gestured to a tree, a few yards away. He nodded and raced along with her, to see who could get there first. Like a child's game, that one gets tired of as you get older. But they weren't. They were a playful couple. Out of breath, the girl stopped. The boy kissed her ear teasingly, as if the beckon her to finish the race...
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"Herm! Wake up! Aren't you hungry? We need to find seats with Harry and Ron before they are all taken!" Lavender exclaimed, halfway out the door.
"Huh? Okay, wait up!" Hermione got out of bed and quickly dressed and jogged out the door to meet Lavender. She had had the most wonderful dream. (*sigh* I know what she means! I get those too! Hee hee hee! :)) She felt stupid to tell Lavender about it. Lavender would laugh and say, "Yeah, only in your "dreams". Now come with me to go get some more pudding."
Hermione grabbed a seat beside Harry, and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed, and put his arm around her waist. She liked it when he did that, it made her feel important, and secure. Smiling, Hermione poured some orange juice into a cup and bit into a piece of buttered toast.
A/N: So, is it okay? Hope you like it! R/R!
