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Ch. 5
Upon entering her room, Hermione sat on her bed, near tears, and thought to herself. She was more than just angry about what had just happened. She was confused as well. *Why did he do that? And why was I thinking about him like that?!* She asked herself, her chin resting on her fist. After a moment of staring blankly out of the window, she stood up and began to pace back and forth.
*What a JERK!* Hermione continued to think. *I mean, who the hell does he think he is? That - that stupid Malfoy.* She rolled her eyes and walked over to her dresser, opened it, and pulled out a lacy, black night gown. *Well,* She kept on with a sigh, *Maybe I just haven't given him a chance to prove himself. Maybe I should give him some time to show me how nice he can really be..* She laughed at this thought as if it were a joke and pulled down her unzipped skirt.
*Even though he's a jerk, I still can't hide the fact that he IS rather attractive this year.* Hermione smiled as she pictured him in her mind. There he was. His soft, sexy features, his witty charm, his firm body.. *I suppose it wouldn't hurt if I just thought about him every now and then - as long as I don't let it go any further.* She reasoned.
After Hermione finally finished getting dressed, she lay down in her bed, pulled the covers over herself, and switched off the lights while thoughts of her and Draco ran through her head.
****** Hermione slept for a few hours but woke up, rather thirsty. Yawning, she sleepily rose from her bed and made her way to the kitchen where she poured herself a glass of water. After finishing it, she began to head back to her room when she suddenly bumped into something in the darkness.
"Ouch!" Hermione exclaimed as she continued to walk.
"Well aren't you going to apologize for bumping into me?" Draco asked coolly.
Hermione turned around, red in the face. She was extremely glad it was too dark to see.
"I didn't know you were there.. sorry." She shook her head and turned around again.
"So what are you doing up at three in the morning?"
"I was .. getting a glass of water. Why?" Hermione sounded defensive.
"Just asking! No need to get your knickers in a twist!" Draco laughed slyly and after a moment, added, "So were you cold tonight?"
"Actually, I remember waking up a few times because I was cold. I suppose I didn't have enough -"
Draco raised a finger to her lips to quiet her down. "I wasn't asking for an explanation of how the world works, Granger. It's a simple 'yes' or 'no' question. Now let's try this again. Were you cold?"
Hermione breathed in deeply. "Yes." She answered obediently.
"I was cold, too. I was just up looking for some blankets when you clumsily ran into me."
Hermione opened her mouth to testify but he continued on.
"I've finished searching already, but with no luck. I guess the only way we can keep warm is to - share blankets."
Hermione couldn't see through the darkness, but Draco had a wide smile on his face. She looked to the ground, reminding herself how she said she would take her feelings no further than just day dreaming. *But it's not like he wants to .. do anything..* She prodded herself. *He just wants to keep warm.*
"Okay." Hermione agreed after a while of thinking. "I suppose that would be alright."
"Go get your blankets and meet me in my room." It sounded more like a command than anything.
Draco turned around and walked swiftly in the direction of his room. Hermione continued on her way to her room, sleepily pulled all of the blankets off of her bed, and made her way to Draco's room.
When she reached the door, she knocked lightly. Draco got up and opened the door to let her in. He took the blankets from her and threw them on his bed. They stood looking at each other in silence.
"So .. what now?" Hermione asked as if she were expecting something to happen.
"We go to sleep. What else?!" Draco spat sharply. "I'm not going to do anything with YOU - if that's what you meant."
Hermione could feel her face growing red again. She turned around and walked to the bathroom to keep him from seeing. "No .. I didn't mean that." Hermione lied, turning on the tap to make it sound as though she had gone to the bathroom for a reason.
"Then what DID you mean?" Draco asked as he got into bed, pulling the covers over himself.
Hermione walked out of the bathroom, turning off the light, and walking to bed. "Nothing," she told him, getting situated under the blankets. "Never mind." And with that, she shut off the lamp next to her and closed her eyes, thinking about how stupid it was to have said anything.
"Goodnight." She called out to the darkness.
There was no answer.
All characters were created by J.K. Rowling and are property of Warner Bros. - besides Julianna Granger who was created by Christine [TYTYTY!! 3] http://www.shinra.nu ----------------------------
Ch. 5
Upon entering her room, Hermione sat on her bed, near tears, and thought to herself. She was more than just angry about what had just happened. She was confused as well. *Why did he do that? And why was I thinking about him like that?!* She asked herself, her chin resting on her fist. After a moment of staring blankly out of the window, she stood up and began to pace back and forth.
*What a JERK!* Hermione continued to think. *I mean, who the hell does he think he is? That - that stupid Malfoy.* She rolled her eyes and walked over to her dresser, opened it, and pulled out a lacy, black night gown. *Well,* She kept on with a sigh, *Maybe I just haven't given him a chance to prove himself. Maybe I should give him some time to show me how nice he can really be..* She laughed at this thought as if it were a joke and pulled down her unzipped skirt.
*Even though he's a jerk, I still can't hide the fact that he IS rather attractive this year.* Hermione smiled as she pictured him in her mind. There he was. His soft, sexy features, his witty charm, his firm body.. *I suppose it wouldn't hurt if I just thought about him every now and then - as long as I don't let it go any further.* She reasoned.
After Hermione finally finished getting dressed, she lay down in her bed, pulled the covers over herself, and switched off the lights while thoughts of her and Draco ran through her head.
****** Hermione slept for a few hours but woke up, rather thirsty. Yawning, she sleepily rose from her bed and made her way to the kitchen where she poured herself a glass of water. After finishing it, she began to head back to her room when she suddenly bumped into something in the darkness.
"Ouch!" Hermione exclaimed as she continued to walk.
"Well aren't you going to apologize for bumping into me?" Draco asked coolly.
Hermione turned around, red in the face. She was extremely glad it was too dark to see.
"I didn't know you were there.. sorry." She shook her head and turned around again.
"So what are you doing up at three in the morning?"
"I was .. getting a glass of water. Why?" Hermione sounded defensive.
"Just asking! No need to get your knickers in a twist!" Draco laughed slyly and after a moment, added, "So were you cold tonight?"
"Actually, I remember waking up a few times because I was cold. I suppose I didn't have enough -"
Draco raised a finger to her lips to quiet her down. "I wasn't asking for an explanation of how the world works, Granger. It's a simple 'yes' or 'no' question. Now let's try this again. Were you cold?"
Hermione breathed in deeply. "Yes." She answered obediently.
"I was cold, too. I was just up looking for some blankets when you clumsily ran into me."
Hermione opened her mouth to testify but he continued on.
"I've finished searching already, but with no luck. I guess the only way we can keep warm is to - share blankets."
Hermione couldn't see through the darkness, but Draco had a wide smile on his face. She looked to the ground, reminding herself how she said she would take her feelings no further than just day dreaming. *But it's not like he wants to .. do anything..* She prodded herself. *He just wants to keep warm.*
"Okay." Hermione agreed after a while of thinking. "I suppose that would be alright."
"Go get your blankets and meet me in my room." It sounded more like a command than anything.
Draco turned around and walked swiftly in the direction of his room. Hermione continued on her way to her room, sleepily pulled all of the blankets off of her bed, and made her way to Draco's room.
When she reached the door, she knocked lightly. Draco got up and opened the door to let her in. He took the blankets from her and threw them on his bed. They stood looking at each other in silence.
"So .. what now?" Hermione asked as if she were expecting something to happen.
"We go to sleep. What else?!" Draco spat sharply. "I'm not going to do anything with YOU - if that's what you meant."
Hermione could feel her face growing red again. She turned around and walked to the bathroom to keep him from seeing. "No .. I didn't mean that." Hermione lied, turning on the tap to make it sound as though she had gone to the bathroom for a reason.
"Then what DID you mean?" Draco asked as he got into bed, pulling the covers over himself.
Hermione walked out of the bathroom, turning off the light, and walking to bed. "Nothing," she told him, getting situated under the blankets. "Never mind." And with that, she shut off the lamp next to her and closed her eyes, thinking about how stupid it was to have said anything.
"Goodnight." She called out to the darkness.
There was no answer.