Chapter 3 ~The long, lingering kiss~
A/N This is about as hardcore it gets, which is good, caz no one seemed to write the romance novel with no sex, but that still appeals to the audience, or reader, whichever, i hope you dont mind, but i decided to keep it clean so as not to damage the respectful reputation JK Rowling has established for these brilliant characters
Disclaimer : sab4 (same as before -for the next chapters)
"Its been so long Hermione, I thought I would never see you again, the thought of that shook me, I was scared Hermione, a Malfoy scared...when Voldemort was defeated that last time I was so afraid that he would return and hurt you. Everyone thought I was helping Harry Potter, but I did it for you my love, I sacrificed my beliefs, my family name and power, for you."
"You said his name" she gasped
"He is not in power, what does it matter if he even has a name. He could not defeat me if he were, for my love protects me, and it protects you...do you love me? If you love me nothing can ever hurt us"
"I dont even know you Draco" she whispered, scared of the passion in his voice and in his eyes
Malfoy jumped off his chair and glided to her, he clasped her hand, "your very words inside me, make me quiver, you could reduce me to dust with just a wave of your hand, so long i have had to cover up how i feel, but now my name means nothing to me, only you, only loving you means everything..."
"I cant help you Malfoy, I dont see you at all, you are there but my eyes do not stretch to my heart"
He pulled her hand closer to his face, he place her fingers on his chest, "Let me show you me, you will see me, love will find a way for your vision to clear, and the storm clouds to wither and die. Right now you are surrounded in darkness, but with one kiss all will be seen"
At these words he had moved closer to her face and whispered the last sentence in her ear in barely audible words, "I see you, I'll help you see me"
Hermione was getting a little freaked out by just how strong Malfoy was getting with his emotions, so much passion, she couldnt decide if it was lust or love he felt, but it was so strong she could feel it rise up in the pit of her stomach. He brushed his lips over her cheek and she shivered, she could feel the touch of his lips all the way through her, up and down her spine, through her heart and down into her fingers, she reached up, unaware that she must of been under some spell, and ran her fingers along the nape of his neck and through his hair. He cupped her face with his hands and she suddenly felt hot, like she was on fire, this then changed to ice, and he suddenly leaned in and kissed her, hard and fast on the lips, passionately and hungrily he sought refuge in her lips, his tongue reaching in then stopped and biting gently on her bottom lip, he kissed her again, a series of soft but still passionate kisses, each one leaving her with a hunger for more. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stood to her knees, he moved with her, never breaking the form and put his arms around her waist, inside her she was burning, bolts of electricity raced through her at his touch and she felt like she never wanted him to stop touching her. He pulled her tightly towards him and held her in an almost bear like hug, his face was contorted with emotion and it moved her to see a feeling as strong as that.
When at last they broke apart, he seemed exhausted, as if a burning fire had been keeping him moving all his life, like a locomotive on a long journey, he had now passed that fire to her and it had left him drained. He looked at her, his eyes moist, his soul clearly visible in the vast emerald colour. Hermione shivered, she was so confused. Malfoy, the boy who had ridiculed her for so many years, called her the worst names he could think of, a pureblood looking down on a 'mudblood' as he had so harshly named her, he couldnt be in love with her, even with the bickering aside, she still felt wary of him and it scared her to see him now, a fully grown man, reduced to childhood before her eyes. A spell, it must be, she thought, there cannot be any truth behind his feelings, she studied him closely, he watched her, he made her think of a vampire, it was chilling, his eyes were piercing green, dark shadows outlined them, with faint purples and blacks, his skin was a pale, almost transparent form, his face was bony and pointed. His lips, were almost purple, he looked like he had been kept away from light for many years. She knew nothing of him, not even when he was at school with her, the new friendships that were formed at Voldemorts over throwing, had not stretched to the pair.
She checked carefully for signs, and there, a flash of red in his eyes, he had been hit by a spell. Lovordious Klingtalious. She jumped back from him, pulled her wand from her sleeve and muttered a spell she had learned from her years at the ministry,Incantanous Bindosa, there was a blinding flash of white light, as the spell shot from her wand, an equally blinding red light bounced off Malfoy and hit Hermione full force in the chest. If anyone else had been in the room at the moment, they would have seen Hermione fly up into the air hovering with a red glow emulating off her body, her eyes glowed red as the magic circled her around and around.
A/N This is about as hardcore it gets, which is good, caz no one seemed to write the romance novel with no sex, but that still appeals to the audience, or reader, whichever, i hope you dont mind, but i decided to keep it clean so as not to damage the respectful reputation JK Rowling has established for these brilliant characters
Disclaimer : sab4 (same as before -for the next chapters)
"Its been so long Hermione, I thought I would never see you again, the thought of that shook me, I was scared Hermione, a Malfoy scared...when Voldemort was defeated that last time I was so afraid that he would return and hurt you. Everyone thought I was helping Harry Potter, but I did it for you my love, I sacrificed my beliefs, my family name and power, for you."
"You said his name" she gasped
"He is not in power, what does it matter if he even has a name. He could not defeat me if he were, for my love protects me, and it protects you...do you love me? If you love me nothing can ever hurt us"
"I dont even know you Draco" she whispered, scared of the passion in his voice and in his eyes
Malfoy jumped off his chair and glided to her, he clasped her hand, "your very words inside me, make me quiver, you could reduce me to dust with just a wave of your hand, so long i have had to cover up how i feel, but now my name means nothing to me, only you, only loving you means everything..."
"I cant help you Malfoy, I dont see you at all, you are there but my eyes do not stretch to my heart"
He pulled her hand closer to his face, he place her fingers on his chest, "Let me show you me, you will see me, love will find a way for your vision to clear, and the storm clouds to wither and die. Right now you are surrounded in darkness, but with one kiss all will be seen"
At these words he had moved closer to her face and whispered the last sentence in her ear in barely audible words, "I see you, I'll help you see me"
Hermione was getting a little freaked out by just how strong Malfoy was getting with his emotions, so much passion, she couldnt decide if it was lust or love he felt, but it was so strong she could feel it rise up in the pit of her stomach. He brushed his lips over her cheek and she shivered, she could feel the touch of his lips all the way through her, up and down her spine, through her heart and down into her fingers, she reached up, unaware that she must of been under some spell, and ran her fingers along the nape of his neck and through his hair. He cupped her face with his hands and she suddenly felt hot, like she was on fire, this then changed to ice, and he suddenly leaned in and kissed her, hard and fast on the lips, passionately and hungrily he sought refuge in her lips, his tongue reaching in then stopped and biting gently on her bottom lip, he kissed her again, a series of soft but still passionate kisses, each one leaving her with a hunger for more. She wrapped her arms around his neck and stood to her knees, he moved with her, never breaking the form and put his arms around her waist, inside her she was burning, bolts of electricity raced through her at his touch and she felt like she never wanted him to stop touching her. He pulled her tightly towards him and held her in an almost bear like hug, his face was contorted with emotion and it moved her to see a feeling as strong as that.
When at last they broke apart, he seemed exhausted, as if a burning fire had been keeping him moving all his life, like a locomotive on a long journey, he had now passed that fire to her and it had left him drained. He looked at her, his eyes moist, his soul clearly visible in the vast emerald colour. Hermione shivered, she was so confused. Malfoy, the boy who had ridiculed her for so many years, called her the worst names he could think of, a pureblood looking down on a 'mudblood' as he had so harshly named her, he couldnt be in love with her, even with the bickering aside, she still felt wary of him and it scared her to see him now, a fully grown man, reduced to childhood before her eyes. A spell, it must be, she thought, there cannot be any truth behind his feelings, she studied him closely, he watched her, he made her think of a vampire, it was chilling, his eyes were piercing green, dark shadows outlined them, with faint purples and blacks, his skin was a pale, almost transparent form, his face was bony and pointed. His lips, were almost purple, he looked like he had been kept away from light for many years. She knew nothing of him, not even when he was at school with her, the new friendships that were formed at Voldemorts over throwing, had not stretched to the pair.
She checked carefully for signs, and there, a flash of red in his eyes, he had been hit by a spell. Lovordious Klingtalious. She jumped back from him, pulled her wand from her sleeve and muttered a spell she had learned from her years at the ministry,Incantanous Bindosa, there was a blinding flash of white light, as the spell shot from her wand, an equally blinding red light bounced off Malfoy and hit Hermione full force in the chest. If anyone else had been in the room at the moment, they would have seen Hermione fly up into the air hovering with a red glow emulating off her body, her eyes glowed red as the magic circled her around and around.