~*~ Chapter 6 ~*~p> The end of the day came quicker than Hermione would have liked. Ron and Harry had been annoying her all day to find out why she was on the roof with Draco. She had just told them it wasn't important and tried to avoid them. Draco wasn't helping either. He kept staring at her all day long, sometimes with an evil smirk. She had received her detention slip and the assignment when she entered Potions that afternoon. This meant more time with the Slytherin and less time to be alone and think.
Arriving early, she tapped Snape on the shoulder. It was 6:30PM and her detention started at seven. "I came early. May I start now?"
"By all means Ms. Granger. It will just mean more work for you in the end," he said calmly and left the room with his cloak fluttering out behind him. He left the Potions room as Hermione slipped into the back room of the class.
It was cluttered with many large cabinets of potions and ingredients. Her assignment was to order everything. This would give her plenty of time to figure out what she was going to do about Draco Malfoy. Walking over to the farthest set of shelves, she started to work.
'Its like there are two of him in one body, the understanding and mature one, and the dark violent one. His blue eyes are sincere and portray his every emotion. His gray eyes are like steel and calculating. It must be some sort of instinct from the dragon in him. But how is it he can turn human…'
Draco entered the room and interrupted her thoughts. He kept his eyes out of sight from Hermione and went straight to a cabinet on the other end of the room. They both worked diligently for about twenty minutes in silence. Draco couldn't bear the silence anymore and stopped his work. "Hermione, look, I can't make amends for all the things I've done to you. But I don't intend to hurt you anymore." His drawl was back, but it wasn't malicious.
Hermione just turned to him and laughed. "You're asking for forgiveness? Is that it?" She said darkly and stopped laughing. "What makes you think I would?" Her eyes were ablaze as she stared at him. 'I am going to find out everything I want to know. From him and myself.'
"This is really hard for me to say at this point, alright?" He said and turned to look at the shelves again. "I just know you aren't the kind of person to-"
"Hate someone?" She said and continued to stare. "Since when did you know me so fucking well Malfoy? When you forced yourself upon me!" She screamed and threw a glass jar at him. It smashed against the wall, narrowly missing his head.
Draco said a repairing spell and picked the bottle up. He placed it down on the small table in the room and started to walk towards her. Suddenly, words started to flow into his head from an unknown source and he was compelled to say them. "You've got a halo hanging over your head. Nothing can touch you, nothing can hurt you," he said forcefully and stared into her eyes. "You take the world out of my eyes," he said and continued to advance on her. "You suck the words out of my mouth…" Draco was now only a foot away from her.
"What are you trying to say Draco?" She said as her resolve wavered once again. His eyes were blue, but very serious and intense.
He gently pushed her against the wall. Hermione put her hand in her pocket for her wand and continued to stare. They both knew she could stun him whenever she liked, so he posed less of a threat this time around. Draco kissed her gently on the lips and drew back quickly, the words kept flowing from his mouth. "When we kiss…"
Pushing himself away from the wall, he quickly put a sound proofing curse on the room. Draco continued venting through the stream of words. "Need you like a drug! Need you like a drug! Can't make it stop! Keep fucking it up! Need you like a drug! Need you like a drug! Can't make it stop! Keep fucking it up!"
Hermione's whole plan of interrogation left her mind as she listened to Draco. His words did not confurese her, but made her see something in him that changed her point of view. He continued on with an almost pleading voice, "You keep fucking it up. It stings like a needle… in me…" His head snapped up and stared at her again. "Need you like a drug! Need you like a drug! Can't make it stop! Keep fucking it up! Need you like a drug! Need you like a drug! Can't make it stop! Keep fucking it up!" Draco's voice faded and the intensity from his eyes was gone. "I need you Hermione… and I don't know why."
"Draco… did you just sing to me?" She questioned, still taking in the moment.
He blinked in surprise. "I did…Where the fuck did that come from?" His hands turned into dragon claws as his rage built. The room started to frost over. "Why the fuck did you do this to me?" Draco questioned Hermione as his skin turned silver again.
"I don't know!" She screamed at him. "Don't blame me for your problems! That's all you ever do. You are a Slytherin!" Draco stared back at her in shock. "You have no courage in you and pin your problems on everyone else. You grub for power so you can attack your oppressors, but never actually take action!"
"What can I do? Father is coming for me Friday." He said in a defeated tone as he took a step towards her.
Hermione walked over to him. "I'll help you. We can fight your father." She said and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"What about Voldemort? How do you intend to fix that as well?" Draco said in an exasperated voice.
"What does he have to do with this?" She exclaimed in horror.
"He was the real reason I was born…"
(ps- DUNDUNDUN!!!! Did you like it? Everything is slowly fitting into place. Next chapter has the history of Draco's race of dragons ^_^ Review!!)