Draco was shocked that Hermione refused to let him kiss her. More than half the girls at Hogwarts would have enjoyed that, or even wanted to go furthur with him. Not Hermione. It made him want her to be his even more. He sighed and walked back to the Great Hall to join Crabbe and Goyle. He sat down in on the opposite side of the table them and they began to pounding him with questions of where he went. "No where, you stupid idiots!" I shouted, and everyone at in the room stopped eating to look his way. He angrily grabbed his bag and stormed out of the Great Hall, and Crabbe and Goyle began to follow him, calling after him where he was going. He walked outside on to the cold grounds of Hogwarts. His thin school robes provided little warmth, but he really didn't notice.
He stormed down to the lake; a favorite spot of his when he needed to think. Draco sighed, and headed to a rock that sat at the opposite end of the lake, tucked into a little cove of trees. He settled down on the rock and pulled his knees to his chest. He knew he loved her. He had had crushes on girls before, and even gone out with a few of them, but this was different. It seemed magical and whenever he saw her small figure moving towards him, he grew weak at the knees and felt entranced by her beauty. Draco stood up and shouted, "I LOVE HERMIONE GRANGER!" It echoed slightly across the lake, but he didn't care. No one could hear him, nor did anyone care.
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Ginny Weasley entered Hermione's room and walked over to her bed. She pushed the curtains open to reveal Hermione curled up into a ball, tears running down her cheeks from red, puffy eyes. "Herm," she whispered softly, "What's the matter?" Hermione turned away from her friend and rolled over.
"Leave me alone, Ginny. I don't want to talk."
"Hermione, tell me whats wrong. There's something wrong and I know it,"
Hermione swung her legs to the edge of the bed and with her back to Ginny said, "Get out, Ginny. I'm not talking to anyone about anything."
"Herm-"
"GET OUT!" screamed Hermione fiercly. Ginny was startled and was hurt that Hermione wouldn't tell her anything.
"Fine Hermione. Whatever, don't talk, but don't expect me ever to talk to you again." Ginny slammed the door to the room. Hermione buried her face in her hands and rolled over sideways. She didn't understand iwhy/i she was upset. She couldn't stand the forbidding stone walls of the castle any more, and grabbed her cloak and ran out of the Hogwarts building to the lake.
She reached a small cluster of trees near the other side of the lake and walked into the grove, sure that she was alone, and crying louder than she ever had before. She leaned against a tree close to the lake and slumped down, letting her knees bend and her back slide down the trunk. She pressed her head to her knees and wrapped her arms around them.
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Draco heard muffled cries coming a mere ten feet to the right of him. Puzzled, he got up and followed the sound. He was puzzled when he came to where the sound was, but saw no one. He craned he neck to see around the tree, and saw a girl with her head buried in her knees, sobbing. Hermione.
He was filled with more compassion for her than he had ever felt in his life before. Draco wante to go and hug her and tell her everything was going to be okay. He shook that feeling and tried to work up a nasty remark to throw at her. She looked up at him with puffy eyes and a tear stained face, and Draco knew he shouldn't try to pick a fight with her now.
She was startled when she jerked her head up, and gave him a look that tore him apart. It was a mix of all sorts of conflicting emotions. Hermione stood up at began to walk away. Draco grabbed her arm and she turned around to look at him. He expected her look to be full of malice, but it was still soft, and not as confused as before. Hermione didn't pull away, but surrendered to him. "What Draco?"
Draco pulled Hermione closer to him, and much to his suprise she didn't pull away. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed into his chest. He didn't know what to do, but then gently placed his arms on her back, softly patting it to comfort her. Hermione began to softly cry, "I'm sorry Draco...I'm so sorry.."
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Hermione didn't know why she was sobbing into his arms. Or why she was saying sorry to him. Maybe because she just didn't care anymore. Maybe she was saying sorry to him because she was sorry she hadn't let him kiss me. Whatever it was, Draco didn't know why she was sobbing or apologizing, and she highly doubted that he cared. But for some reason, he tried to comfort her, and whispered, "It's okay, Hermione, its okay." She held tightly on to him, and felt that if she let go, everything would fall apart.
He didn't know that she was crying because she just felt out of control. Hogwarts was over in a week, and she had no where to go. There was always Mum and Dad, but she would have no life after Hogwarts. It seemed silly when she thought hard about it, but she still felt confused. She wasn't a kid anymore, she was an adult, and soon would be a full wizard.
His eyes were soft, not the malice that she usually saw seeping from them. Draco looked genuinely concerned. His voice was soft and compassionate when he said, "Do you want to talk Hermione?" She shook her head no, and then slumped back on the ground. He sat down next to her. "Hermione, what's wrong?" Was this really Draco Malfoy? The boy who had teased her relentlessly for the past 7 years? She couldn't believe her ears. He looked down at her, with his hands in his pockets and a smirk spread across his face. She could tell he was his arrogant self again. "Granger, if you're not going to tell me.." he sighed, "I'll have to resort to.."
Hermione was curious as to what, so she whispered, "What?"
He smirked and sat down next to her and his smirk widened. "You'll find out if you don't tell me."
She smiled through her tears, and he took his finger and wiped some of them off. "You're such an ass sometimes, Malfoy," Hermione sighed.
His blonde hair fell over his eyes as he leaned in close to her. "Maybe we should work on that," he whispered and leaned closer to her. Their lips met mine and they were kissing. Hermione began to pull away out of suprise, but he placed his hands on her shoulders and firmly gripped her.
"Malfoy.........."
"Mm?" he retorted.
A smile spread across her face. She got up, and brushed her robes off, then said to "Nothing. Draco...."
This time, he smiled. He followed her and got up, and slipped her hand into hers. She pressed her head against his shoulders, but it hit only right below them because she was so short. She turned her head to look up at him, "Draco, they can't ever know about this,"
"Who?" he asked.
"Harry, Ron, you know, anyone!"
He pulled my hand from her grasp and stared coldly at her. "Why?"
She blushed and tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear. "Draco...do you really need to ask?"
Anger boiled inside of him and he raised a hand to Hermione. Her eyes flashed with terror, and he lowered it, actually realizing what he was about to do. "If you don't love me then, we don't have to be together," he spat furiously, and stomped out of the cove and towards the castle.
"Draco! Draco! Wait!" he heard Hermione call. Honestly he could care less about her at the moment. Was she ashamed to be seen with him? Certainly, I knew what would happen if we were together, but he didn't care. She obviously did. She cared what Potter and Weasley would think.
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Again, she had done something stupid to Draco. Why? Why? She tried to catch up with him, but he walked fast and even running she couldn't catch up to him. She crumbled on the ground. Stupid! Stupid! "Draco! Draco! Wait!" she called. "Draco! I love you!" He stopped walking to the castle, and turned back to look at her. His face was a mix of hurt, anger, and love. She gathered herself and stumbled toward him. When she reached him, she wrapped my arms around his neck.
He pushed her away. "Filthy Mudblood. Don't ever touch me." She was taken aback, and started to cry.
She ran up to Draco and plead to him, "What? What did I do?" The tears were streaming down her face now. She continued following him until they reached the entrance hall in the castle. He went into a corridor leading to the Slytherin tower. She grabbed his wrist and pushed him into an empty classroom.
"Granger!" he started, but she ended whatever he was saying with a kiss. As she had done, he tried to push her away, but she wouldn't let him.
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bDraco POV/b
Why was she kissing me? I did iwant/i her to kiss me, but something deep inside of me told me it was wrong, and that I was betraying something, someone. She kept kissing me, and finally I pushed her away.
"Hermione, I thought we couldn't be together," I growled quietly at her.
"No, we couldn't, but we will. And everyone will know," she said. "And I'll make sure everyone knows. Come on," she grabbed my hand and led me to the Great Hall. It was later, and so now the Hall was packed with Hogwarts students eating breakfast. She made sure everyone was watching us, then wrapped her arms around me and kissed me.
I was taken aback, and kept my eyes open to see everyone staring at us, but then, I kissed her back and wrapped my arms around her waist. She sighed and ended our kiss. "Bye Draco, love!" she said loudly, and kissed me on the cheek, then headed for the Gryffindor table. I shook my head, shoved my hands into my pockets and walked over to the Slytherin table. Everyone there was giving me horrified looks.
I heard whispers shoot up all around the room, and I glared at everyone at my table. "What?" I growled. "Do you have a problem?" Everyone silenced themselves, and continued eating their breakfasts.
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bHermione POV/b
He didn't hate me. Ron and Harry were staring at me as I plopped down next to me, and took a muffin. "Yes?" I asked, completely non-chalant. P
Harry pushed his glasses up and shrugged, but Ron looked furious. "Draco...how could you Hermione? How could you?" He shook his head and walked from the room. Again, Harry shrugged and turned away from me.
I was stunned. I hadn't expected my friends to hate me because of this. I went up to the Gryiffindor common room and saw Ginny sitting there, curled in an armchair, staring at the fire. "Hey Gin!" I said cheerfully. She glared at me. "Gin? What's the matter?"
"Thought you didn't want to talk about Hermione?" she snarled, then got up, brushing by me. I slumped down into an armchair. All my friends hated me now. Harry and Ron hated me because I loved Draco. Ginny hated me because I was mean to her. I ran to catch up to Ginny, who was already in her room by the time I reached her.
"Gin, I'm so sorry." I whispered, standing by her bed.
"No you're not Hermione," she said icily.
"Ginny, come on...I'm really sorry...I was just...I'm really sorry."
"Then why were you so mean?" she turned around and asked, tears in her eyes.
"Ginny.......I'm I'm sorry..I didn't mean it."
"Whatever Hermione," she whispered, "Just go away."
I was so confused, Everyone hated me now because I of Draco. I sighed, and walked out of Ginny's room, then back to the spot by the lake where Draco had kissed me. I sat on the rock that he had, and pulled my knees up to my chest, and cried.
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He stormed down to the lake; a favorite spot of his when he needed to think. Draco sighed, and headed to a rock that sat at the opposite end of the lake, tucked into a little cove of trees. He settled down on the rock and pulled his knees to his chest. He knew he loved her. He had had crushes on girls before, and even gone out with a few of them, but this was different. It seemed magical and whenever he saw her small figure moving towards him, he grew weak at the knees and felt entranced by her beauty. Draco stood up and shouted, "I LOVE HERMIONE GRANGER!" It echoed slightly across the lake, but he didn't care. No one could hear him, nor did anyone care.
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Ginny Weasley entered Hermione's room and walked over to her bed. She pushed the curtains open to reveal Hermione curled up into a ball, tears running down her cheeks from red, puffy eyes. "Herm," she whispered softly, "What's the matter?" Hermione turned away from her friend and rolled over.
"Leave me alone, Ginny. I don't want to talk."
"Hermione, tell me whats wrong. There's something wrong and I know it,"
Hermione swung her legs to the edge of the bed and with her back to Ginny said, "Get out, Ginny. I'm not talking to anyone about anything."
"Herm-"
"GET OUT!" screamed Hermione fiercly. Ginny was startled and was hurt that Hermione wouldn't tell her anything.
"Fine Hermione. Whatever, don't talk, but don't expect me ever to talk to you again." Ginny slammed the door to the room. Hermione buried her face in her hands and rolled over sideways. She didn't understand iwhy/i she was upset. She couldn't stand the forbidding stone walls of the castle any more, and grabbed her cloak and ran out of the Hogwarts building to the lake.
She reached a small cluster of trees near the other side of the lake and walked into the grove, sure that she was alone, and crying louder than she ever had before. She leaned against a tree close to the lake and slumped down, letting her knees bend and her back slide down the trunk. She pressed her head to her knees and wrapped her arms around them.
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Draco heard muffled cries coming a mere ten feet to the right of him. Puzzled, he got up and followed the sound. He was puzzled when he came to where the sound was, but saw no one. He craned he neck to see around the tree, and saw a girl with her head buried in her knees, sobbing. Hermione.
He was filled with more compassion for her than he had ever felt in his life before. Draco wante to go and hug her and tell her everything was going to be okay. He shook that feeling and tried to work up a nasty remark to throw at her. She looked up at him with puffy eyes and a tear stained face, and Draco knew he shouldn't try to pick a fight with her now.
She was startled when she jerked her head up, and gave him a look that tore him apart. It was a mix of all sorts of conflicting emotions. Hermione stood up at began to walk away. Draco grabbed her arm and she turned around to look at him. He expected her look to be full of malice, but it was still soft, and not as confused as before. Hermione didn't pull away, but surrendered to him. "What Draco?"
Draco pulled Hermione closer to him, and much to his suprise she didn't pull away. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed into his chest. He didn't know what to do, but then gently placed his arms on her back, softly patting it to comfort her. Hermione began to softly cry, "I'm sorry Draco...I'm so sorry.."
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Hermione didn't know why she was sobbing into his arms. Or why she was saying sorry to him. Maybe because she just didn't care anymore. Maybe she was saying sorry to him because she was sorry she hadn't let him kiss me. Whatever it was, Draco didn't know why she was sobbing or apologizing, and she highly doubted that he cared. But for some reason, he tried to comfort her, and whispered, "It's okay, Hermione, its okay." She held tightly on to him, and felt that if she let go, everything would fall apart.
He didn't know that she was crying because she just felt out of control. Hogwarts was over in a week, and she had no where to go. There was always Mum and Dad, but she would have no life after Hogwarts. It seemed silly when she thought hard about it, but she still felt confused. She wasn't a kid anymore, she was an adult, and soon would be a full wizard.
His eyes were soft, not the malice that she usually saw seeping from them. Draco looked genuinely concerned. His voice was soft and compassionate when he said, "Do you want to talk Hermione?" She shook her head no, and then slumped back on the ground. He sat down next to her. "Hermione, what's wrong?" Was this really Draco Malfoy? The boy who had teased her relentlessly for the past 7 years? She couldn't believe her ears. He looked down at her, with his hands in his pockets and a smirk spread across his face. She could tell he was his arrogant self again. "Granger, if you're not going to tell me.." he sighed, "I'll have to resort to.."
Hermione was curious as to what, so she whispered, "What?"
He smirked and sat down next to her and his smirk widened. "You'll find out if you don't tell me."
She smiled through her tears, and he took his finger and wiped some of them off. "You're such an ass sometimes, Malfoy," Hermione sighed.
His blonde hair fell over his eyes as he leaned in close to her. "Maybe we should work on that," he whispered and leaned closer to her. Their lips met mine and they were kissing. Hermione began to pull away out of suprise, but he placed his hands on her shoulders and firmly gripped her.
"Malfoy.........."
"Mm?" he retorted.
A smile spread across her face. She got up, and brushed her robes off, then said to "Nothing. Draco...."
This time, he smiled. He followed her and got up, and slipped her hand into hers. She pressed her head against his shoulders, but it hit only right below them because she was so short. She turned her head to look up at him, "Draco, they can't ever know about this,"
"Who?" he asked.
"Harry, Ron, you know, anyone!"
He pulled my hand from her grasp and stared coldly at her. "Why?"
She blushed and tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear. "Draco...do you really need to ask?"
Anger boiled inside of him and he raised a hand to Hermione. Her eyes flashed with terror, and he lowered it, actually realizing what he was about to do. "If you don't love me then, we don't have to be together," he spat furiously, and stomped out of the cove and towards the castle.
"Draco! Draco! Wait!" he heard Hermione call. Honestly he could care less about her at the moment. Was she ashamed to be seen with him? Certainly, I knew what would happen if we were together, but he didn't care. She obviously did. She cared what Potter and Weasley would think.
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Again, she had done something stupid to Draco. Why? Why? She tried to catch up with him, but he walked fast and even running she couldn't catch up to him. She crumbled on the ground. Stupid! Stupid! "Draco! Draco! Wait!" she called. "Draco! I love you!" He stopped walking to the castle, and turned back to look at her. His face was a mix of hurt, anger, and love. She gathered herself and stumbled toward him. When she reached him, she wrapped my arms around his neck.
He pushed her away. "Filthy Mudblood. Don't ever touch me." She was taken aback, and started to cry.
She ran up to Draco and plead to him, "What? What did I do?" The tears were streaming down her face now. She continued following him until they reached the entrance hall in the castle. He went into a corridor leading to the Slytherin tower. She grabbed his wrist and pushed him into an empty classroom.
"Granger!" he started, but she ended whatever he was saying with a kiss. As she had done, he tried to push her away, but she wouldn't let him.
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bDraco POV/b
Why was she kissing me? I did iwant/i her to kiss me, but something deep inside of me told me it was wrong, and that I was betraying something, someone. She kept kissing me, and finally I pushed her away.
"Hermione, I thought we couldn't be together," I growled quietly at her.
"No, we couldn't, but we will. And everyone will know," she said. "And I'll make sure everyone knows. Come on," she grabbed my hand and led me to the Great Hall. It was later, and so now the Hall was packed with Hogwarts students eating breakfast. She made sure everyone was watching us, then wrapped her arms around me and kissed me.
I was taken aback, and kept my eyes open to see everyone staring at us, but then, I kissed her back and wrapped my arms around her waist. She sighed and ended our kiss. "Bye Draco, love!" she said loudly, and kissed me on the cheek, then headed for the Gryffindor table. I shook my head, shoved my hands into my pockets and walked over to the Slytherin table. Everyone there was giving me horrified looks.
I heard whispers shoot up all around the room, and I glared at everyone at my table. "What?" I growled. "Do you have a problem?" Everyone silenced themselves, and continued eating their breakfasts.
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bHermione POV/b
He didn't hate me. Ron and Harry were staring at me as I plopped down next to me, and took a muffin. "Yes?" I asked, completely non-chalant. P
Harry pushed his glasses up and shrugged, but Ron looked furious. "Draco...how could you Hermione? How could you?" He shook his head and walked from the room. Again, Harry shrugged and turned away from me.
I was stunned. I hadn't expected my friends to hate me because of this. I went up to the Gryiffindor common room and saw Ginny sitting there, curled in an armchair, staring at the fire. "Hey Gin!" I said cheerfully. She glared at me. "Gin? What's the matter?"
"Thought you didn't want to talk about Hermione?" she snarled, then got up, brushing by me. I slumped down into an armchair. All my friends hated me now. Harry and Ron hated me because I loved Draco. Ginny hated me because I was mean to her. I ran to catch up to Ginny, who was already in her room by the time I reached her.
"Gin, I'm so sorry." I whispered, standing by her bed.
"No you're not Hermione," she said icily.
"Ginny, come on...I'm really sorry...I was just...I'm really sorry."
"Then why were you so mean?" she turned around and asked, tears in her eyes.
"Ginny.......I'm I'm sorry..I didn't mean it."
"Whatever Hermione," she whispered, "Just go away."
I was so confused, Everyone hated me now because I of Draco. I sighed, and walked out of Ginny's room, then back to the spot by the lake where Draco had kissed me. I sat on the rock that he had, and pulled my knees up to my chest, and cried.
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