M&E5

Mercury and Emerald-Part 5

By Dreamer


It was the middle of the night and I was still awake. It was all Harry's fault! First I was going to have separate rooms but then he asked for a joint room. Then I was going to make him sleep on the couch but it was so saggy and elastic that he spent half the night complaining. Then I agreed to let him sleep on the double-bed with me as long as he would shut up. He shut up and the silence was almost as unnerving as the sound of The Boy Who Lived complaining. Besides, now he was touching me, massaging my shoulders, nibbling on the edge of my ears. Normally I wouldn't complain but there were two BIG problems with what he was doing. The first problem was that I was supposed to be attracted to Hermione, and the second problem was that I liked what he was doing entirely too much to make him stop. Now as he caressed the calf of my leg for the hundredth time, I exploded, glad that there was at least one area of my life that I could control.

Damn you Harry! Will you please keep your hands to yourself! I am trying to sleep here even if you aren't! I swear Harry, what will it take to make you fall asleep?! I hissed furiously. For a second he looked startled, and then he grinned, the white of his teeth gleaming against the dingy darkness that pervaded the very air of this Muggle hotel. He curled up against me and placed his mouth so close to my ear that the warm air tickled my ear.

Is it my fault that you're so addictive.............Draco? I'll make a deal with you..................Draco. You give me one kiss, I'll fall asleep. Okay? He whispered sinuously. I wriggled around onto my side to face him.

If you think that I'll kiss you then-ummph. I was cut off half-way by Harry who leaned forward and very gently kissed me. After a breathless second we parted. I was the first to find my voice.

Well, now that you've kissed me, go to sleep. If you wake me up again, then I'll use the Canasta curse on you, okay? He grinned, far too triumphantly for my liking and nodded. He then turned over and fell asleep within seconds. It wasn't so easy for me.

I lay awake for at least another hour, calculating our chances of rescuing Hermione and keeping her from finding out how undeniably attracted I was to Harry. To be honest, I couldn't tell which was bothering more. My mansion was practically a fortress and almost completely impenetrable. But if I was seriously thinking about getting involved with Hermione, then I should tell her the complete truth, but if I tell her the truth then she won't want to be involved with me. The best thing would probably be if all three of us died trying to defeat Lord Voldemort, at least we'd have heroes deaths and funerals although if Lord Voldemort takes over then who knows if anybody will around to consider us heroes?

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I lay on my side, turned away from Draco, and pretended to sleep. I breathed deeply, all the while watching Draco's reflection in the glass balcony doors. He looked nervous. I also was slightly apprehensive but I was too worried about Hermione to be very scared. Just because I was trying to steal her boyfriend didn't mean that I didn't care about her. Besides, I wasn't so sure that it mattered to her whether Draco loved her or not at the moment. She was probably being locked up in a dungeon somewhere, being subject to horrible torture like whipping, and beatings and being forced to listen to N'Sync. (My sincere apologies to all N'Sync fans but I just had a big fight with an N'Sync worshipping friend and I'm trying to get back at her.)

I didn't really believe that she was thinking about Draco except maybe to imagine large sections of skin being peeled off him, then having some kind of acid rubbed into the wounds, having the strips of skin salted heavily and then making him eat them. After all, he did betray her so why should she care about him anymore? I was pretty sure that she wasn't too badly off though since Draco had slowly and methodically explained that she was just bait for me and that they wouldn't hurt her since it was me that they were after. Very slowly in fact. He seemed to think that I was some kind of idiot. Hedwig hadn't come back yet with her answer from Sirius Black. I had scribbled a brief note to him, explaining what had happened and asking him to inform Dumbledore.

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Now it was morning. Draco had spent almost half the night tossing and turning restlessly. He thought I was asleep but of course I wasn't. How could I ever miss a chance to sleep with Draco Malfoy? No pun intended. Draco did seem to care about Hermione although not half as much as I cared about him! It was strange, Draco didn't really seem that surprised when I told him that I wanted to kiss him, it was like he was just playing. Could it be that........ nah. Draco isn't that devious. I think. Besides, I'm the one who's supposed to be taking the initiative here, and Draco has a girl-friend ................who he betrayed to Lord Voldemort so it's quite possible that he'll do the same to me. Would he? Hope not. Guess I'll find out.

Authors Note: Sorry that it was so short but I just wanted to write a bit of fluff to make up for how long I've been taking.