Disclaimer on first page.
Sorry the first chapter was so short.
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"What are you doing? This is the girls bathroom!" Hermione shouted.
"It was the closest empty room! Just listen okay!"
"What a way to get someone to listen to you. Let go of my arm."
Malfoy pulled Hermione into a shower cubicle before letting go. Hermione was confused and a little nervous.
"Granger, sorry about that thing in the hall, it was the only way to get your attention. You were probably just on your way to the library anyway."
Hermione felt embarrased. The way he said it made her life seem so lame.
"Why is that any of your business. Where are Crabbe and Goyle."
"I couldn't exactely say this with them around, just like you wouldn't want Harry and Ron around when I told you this." Draco sighed and continued. "Isn't it about time that you stopped burying yourself in those books. I mean, last year was an improvment and I like what I saw."
Hermione was shocked. "Okay, first you call me a mudblood and drag me into the bathrooms, then you tell me you like what you see? You're right, I wouldn't want anyone seeing that."
"I'm just being honest, sure you're the smartest in our grade. As much as I hate to admit it, you're better then me. With or without experiance."
"What are you trying to say?" Hermione didn't know if Malfoy was saying he liked her, or that she was in desperate need of a life outside studying.
"I saw you, all last year, looking at that idiot Thomas. It really bothered me. He doesn't see you like I see you, Granger." Malfoy looked her in the eyes.
"How do you see me? The filthy mudblood with the schoolbook stack. That's what you've said to me since the second we met."
"I never got to see the person behind the books. In forth year, you surprised me. In fifth year, you came out of your shell. Pity it was for Thomas." Malfoy moved closer so he could whisper. "So how about it? We'd have to keep this secret, though. You know what chaos it would cause. I promise I will never call you names again. I don't remember calling you names last year."
"Well, if your heart is so true to this offer, prove it!" Hermione snapped. "Show me that the famous death eaters son can have feelings."
Malfoy did prove this point. He kissed her. It was Hermione's first kiss that really gave her a clue of a guys feelings. Krum had never kissed her like this.
"So, Granger, have a proved my point? Have I made my apology clear. He may not love you, but I do. So what do you choose now? Me or study?"
"Let me think about that for awhile. Okay. Right now, I need my space." Hermione was thinking, about all the times Malfoy had got hurt or humiliated. Hermione remembered the ferret incident (with Ron, how could she forget), worrying about how hurt he could have been.
"One more kiss. Before dinner?" Malfoy asked, his eyes pleading. "If not, meet me in the astronomy tower, after dinner."
Hermione, who was tempted by the offer, shook her head. "I don't know. This is still too shocking." she said, walking out of the bathroom. Thinking about what Draco said, she decided not to go to the library, but back up in the dorms with her friends.
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Dinner came. Hermione was still thinking about the afternoon.
"Hermione what's with you? You seem distracted." Dean asked, walking beside her.
"I mean, you didn't even go to the library this afternoon. That's weird." Seamus commented from the other side of Dean.
"For your information, there's more to me then books and study. Maybe I should take up that offer..." Hermione realised she had said too much.
"What offer?" Dean asked and continued when Seamus went off with Lavender. "He didn't mean it that way. It's Seamus! He always does that. It's kind of like you."
"Dean, I have to ask you something. It's important." Hermione dragged him slightly away from the crowds. She knew that he would give her an honest opinion about the words that kept running through her brain.
"They don't see you like I see you, Granger."
"What do you want to ask me? You know I will help you." Dean said.
"Am I a boring person? I mean, is that what everyone sees me as." Hermione asked, realising her eyes were filling with tears.
"Your certainly not a boring person! You don't study as much anymore. I have to admit, if you didn't put the books down then I wouldn't know what an amazing person you are. Don't put yourself down, okay."
Hermione nodded and niether of them said anything through dinner. Hermione picked at her corn, thinking. Maybe it's because I think too much. I must stop thinking, she thought, though I do think that even study can't get me out of this one.
Hermione looked accross at Dean. He was looking at Parvati. Lavender and Seamus, in between them, hinting at why they would make a good couple. Hermione couldn't listen to another word. She ran out of the hall.
Dean followed her. "Hermione, wait! We have to talk," he cried out.
Hermione was not in the mood to hear Dean contradict himself again. "About what? Books? Class? It's all I'm good for! All you care about is Parvati anyway!" Hermione kept walking. Dean followed her all the way up to the girls dormitory.
"I thought we could talk about things. I know I don't have a chance with Parvati. I don't care! She's not as kind as you. You speak your mind." Dean told her.
"What else are you going to say to manipulate me?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing but the truth. Please tell me what's bothering you." Dean replied.
"I'm leaving now, okay. Excuse me, but as your last resort, you shouldn't care too much." Hermione pushed passed him and walked, knowing exactely where she was going. The astronomy tower.
Sorry the first chapter was so short.
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"What are you doing? This is the girls bathroom!" Hermione shouted.
"It was the closest empty room! Just listen okay!"
"What a way to get someone to listen to you. Let go of my arm."
Malfoy pulled Hermione into a shower cubicle before letting go. Hermione was confused and a little nervous.
"Granger, sorry about that thing in the hall, it was the only way to get your attention. You were probably just on your way to the library anyway."
Hermione felt embarrased. The way he said it made her life seem so lame.
"Why is that any of your business. Where are Crabbe and Goyle."
"I couldn't exactely say this with them around, just like you wouldn't want Harry and Ron around when I told you this." Draco sighed and continued. "Isn't it about time that you stopped burying yourself in those books. I mean, last year was an improvment and I like what I saw."
Hermione was shocked. "Okay, first you call me a mudblood and drag me into the bathrooms, then you tell me you like what you see? You're right, I wouldn't want anyone seeing that."
"I'm just being honest, sure you're the smartest in our grade. As much as I hate to admit it, you're better then me. With or without experiance."
"What are you trying to say?" Hermione didn't know if Malfoy was saying he liked her, or that she was in desperate need of a life outside studying.
"I saw you, all last year, looking at that idiot Thomas. It really bothered me. He doesn't see you like I see you, Granger." Malfoy looked her in the eyes.
"How do you see me? The filthy mudblood with the schoolbook stack. That's what you've said to me since the second we met."
"I never got to see the person behind the books. In forth year, you surprised me. In fifth year, you came out of your shell. Pity it was for Thomas." Malfoy moved closer so he could whisper. "So how about it? We'd have to keep this secret, though. You know what chaos it would cause. I promise I will never call you names again. I don't remember calling you names last year."
"Well, if your heart is so true to this offer, prove it!" Hermione snapped. "Show me that the famous death eaters son can have feelings."
Malfoy did prove this point. He kissed her. It was Hermione's first kiss that really gave her a clue of a guys feelings. Krum had never kissed her like this.
"So, Granger, have a proved my point? Have I made my apology clear. He may not love you, but I do. So what do you choose now? Me or study?"
"Let me think about that for awhile. Okay. Right now, I need my space." Hermione was thinking, about all the times Malfoy had got hurt or humiliated. Hermione remembered the ferret incident (with Ron, how could she forget), worrying about how hurt he could have been.
"One more kiss. Before dinner?" Malfoy asked, his eyes pleading. "If not, meet me in the astronomy tower, after dinner."
Hermione, who was tempted by the offer, shook her head. "I don't know. This is still too shocking." she said, walking out of the bathroom. Thinking about what Draco said, she decided not to go to the library, but back up in the dorms with her friends.
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Dinner came. Hermione was still thinking about the afternoon.
"Hermione what's with you? You seem distracted." Dean asked, walking beside her.
"I mean, you didn't even go to the library this afternoon. That's weird." Seamus commented from the other side of Dean.
"For your information, there's more to me then books and study. Maybe I should take up that offer..." Hermione realised she had said too much.
"What offer?" Dean asked and continued when Seamus went off with Lavender. "He didn't mean it that way. It's Seamus! He always does that. It's kind of like you."
"Dean, I have to ask you something. It's important." Hermione dragged him slightly away from the crowds. She knew that he would give her an honest opinion about the words that kept running through her brain.
"They don't see you like I see you, Granger."
"What do you want to ask me? You know I will help you." Dean said.
"Am I a boring person? I mean, is that what everyone sees me as." Hermione asked, realising her eyes were filling with tears.
"Your certainly not a boring person! You don't study as much anymore. I have to admit, if you didn't put the books down then I wouldn't know what an amazing person you are. Don't put yourself down, okay."
Hermione nodded and niether of them said anything through dinner. Hermione picked at her corn, thinking. Maybe it's because I think too much. I must stop thinking, she thought, though I do think that even study can't get me out of this one.
Hermione looked accross at Dean. He was looking at Parvati. Lavender and Seamus, in between them, hinting at why they would make a good couple. Hermione couldn't listen to another word. She ran out of the hall.
Dean followed her. "Hermione, wait! We have to talk," he cried out.
Hermione was not in the mood to hear Dean contradict himself again. "About what? Books? Class? It's all I'm good for! All you care about is Parvati anyway!" Hermione kept walking. Dean followed her all the way up to the girls dormitory.
"I thought we could talk about things. I know I don't have a chance with Parvati. I don't care! She's not as kind as you. You speak your mind." Dean told her.
"What else are you going to say to manipulate me?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing but the truth. Please tell me what's bothering you." Dean replied.
"I'm leaving now, okay. Excuse me, but as your last resort, you shouldn't care too much." Hermione pushed passed him and walked, knowing exactely where she was going. The astronomy tower.