Chapter 3: The Field Trip (Part 2)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you recognize from the Harry Potter books, they are owned by the wonderful writer, J.K. Rowling! I did make up, however, the following names: Jeremy James, Matt Borstelo, Mark Deanus, Jacob Slite and Abby Lorn. I also don't own the book The Thief Lord, by Cornelia Funke. The part Draco is reading is from that book, and I don't own it! But I love the book, it's really good!
(A/N Hey! I hope you like this chapter! It's a little long, sorry about that, but I just had so much to write! Hermione picks between Harry and Draco!! Guess who it is!! I already know!! Haha! Sorry........A big Thank You to the following users who kindly reviewed chapters 1 and 2 of Three's A Crowd: Eliza, Whitney, dragon eyes, EclipseKlutz, libstericious and The Charmed One! Thank you so much, I hope you like this chapter! Sorry if the beginning is sort of messed up, I had to write it again because I accidentally deleted it! Hope you enjoy it anyway!)
(Draco's POV (This will be hard, but I'll try my best!)) I rushed back to the common room as fast as the huge crowd would allow. I was very tired, for some reason. I didn't know it then, but I wouldn't get as much sleep as I would have liked that night. And I needed to talk to Hermione. (A/N Hmmmmm.............Hermione? I wonder what happened to 'Granger'!) But just as I passed the Library, Pansy came up in front of me.
"What do you want, Pansy?" I asked impatiently. I needed to get back to the common room before Hermione (A/N There it is again!) went to bed. But I knew that Pansy wouldn't let me go until she told me whatever she wanted to tell me, so I waited until she answered.
"Well........I was just wondering if you wanted to......you know......hang out at the beach tomorrow?" she said innocently.
"Ummm.......let me think......no!" I answered cruely.
"Oh, come on Draky!" she complained. "Why not?"
"Because I don't like you!" I said. "And don't call me 'Draky'. It's annoying."
"Fine." Pansy pouted. "Well, if you hate me so much, I won't ever speak to you again! How would you like that? Huh?"
"I'd like that very much, thank you!" I said plainly and turned towards the common room before she could reply.
God, that Pansy! She is so.......... "Stupid!" I muttered as I entered the portrait. Then I saw Hermione. She was lying asleep on one of the couches. She looked so peaceful and beautiful and-Wait! This was Hermione, the mudblood. We were enemies for 6 years! But.....still. She was beautiful. Just lying there. And I was in love with her. Deeply in love with her.
"Beautiful." I murmured to myself. Unfortunately she was a very light sleeper and started to stir. She woke up, sat up and looked at me, just standing in the doorway. What the hell was I doing, just standing there?! I might as well tell her. Out with it. Face the music. Tell it to her straight.
"Umm.......Hermione?" I said, and I realized that this was about the second time I had said something kindly to her.
"What is it?" she said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "And since when are you calling me Hermione?"
"Since now." I answered. "And I wanted to tell you......I....uh......umm." I stuttered. This was harder than I thought!
"Spit it out, Malfoy!" she demanded. I could tell she was loosing patience with me.
"I guess I'll just say it straight, shall I?"
"That would be nice!"
"Well......Hermione, I-I love you." I stammered. I'd done it. It was over. Little did I know, it wasn't anywhere near over. I looked up at Hermione to see how she was reacting. Hermione had a surprised yet flattered look on her face. But then she fainted. She fell over backwards. After a few moments, she got up, still shocked at what she had just heard. (End of POV)
(Hermione's POV) I was....shocked. Surprised. Amazed. Astounded. I was flattered, of course but still.....it was so weird! My enemy for almost 6 and a half years was telling me he loved me! But I loved Harry! What could I do?
"I-I'm flattered, but I love Harry........" I trailed off. I could tell I had hurt him. He nodded and waved off my apologies. It was obvious he was sad, so I did what any girl would do. I leaned over and kissed Draco on the cheek. His skin was cold but soft.
"I'm sorry." I whispered and got up. He looked up at me and gave me a weak smile. I went to my room and started getting ready for bed. But then a thought hit me. What if Harry didn't really care? And I really liked Draco....but what if I was imagining things and Harry did care? What should I do? This was so confusing!
I liked Draco, but I liked Harry first, and, well I didn't want to make this more difficult, but Ron was nice too. Harry, Draco or Ron? Harry, Draco or Ron? Harry, Draco or Ron?
Well, I could just say yes to Draco, but I didn't want to hurt Harry. Or I could say no to Draco, but what if Harry didn't care anymore? What would I do then? I tried to go to sleep, tried to forget it all, but it was impossible. So I say on my bed and thought.
By one in the morning, I had a plan in my head that might even work. I would talk to Harry tomorrow at the beach and see if he actually did care about me. If he did, I would stay with Harry and go out with him. But if he didn't, I would go out with Draco, if he would have me. If Draco didn't want me, I would talk to Ron and hope that he felt the same way I felt about him. I hoped with all my heart and soul that this would work and tried sleeping again.
Now that I had a plan, I fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Next Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up at exactly 6:56. I sat up and blinked. The light in my room was caused by the wide open window across from my bed. I could have sworn I had closed it the night before. Oh well....I turned my head towards the door and screamed
"What the f**k are you doing here?!" I yelled. Draco was standing in my doorway, just looking at me. He was wearing only green silk pajama pants, and I had to admit that Quidditch was doing wonders for his body!
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Draco said, startled. "I just came in to tell you that McGonagall wants us in the Great Hall an hour." Draco said. Then he turned and left my room.
I put on my bathing suit under a pair of black pants and a tight fitting t- shirt along with sandals and sunglasses. Dumbledore agreed to let the students wear casual clothes, just for today. I wanted to have some fun, so I muttered a spell that would turn my hair black with bright blue streaks. I applied some waterproof make up and went into the main room. Draco was sitting on the green couch with his head in his hands, staring at the floor. He looked up when I walked in and I sat down next to him.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you, Draco. You just scared me a bit, that's all." I said sympathetically. He nodded and got up to get dressed.
At 7:57, Draco and I headed down to the Great Hall. Once we got there, we saw a lot of students crowding around the four tables, wondering where to go.
"Aren't students supposed to come at 8:30?" I asked Draco.
"Ya, I guess they are just eager to get going." He answered. (End of POV)
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore said. "Now, I know you are all very excited, but we must get organized! So, please find you group leader and the rest of your group and sit at one of the tables." As he said this, about a hundred little tables appeared where the four house tables were normally. Each had four chairs and a red, green, yellow or blue tablecloth on it.
"Please sit at a table with your leader's house colour for a tablecloth." Professor McGonagall said. There was a slight shuffle for a few moments, but everyone finally got in order.
"Would the back row of first years please stand and exit out of the back door. Professor Vector will lead you." Dumbledore said.
This went on, row by row, until there was only the front row left. There were 5 groups in this row. These were the groups:
Hermione Granger (Gryffindor), Draco Malfoy (Slytherin), Hannah Abbott (Hufflepuff) and Terry Boot (Ravenclaw)
Harry Potter (Gryffindor), Vincent Crabbe (Slytherin), Susan Bones (Hufflepuff) and Cho Chang (Ravenclaw)
Ron Weasley (Gryffindor), Gregory Goyle (Slytherin), Justin Finch-Fletchley (Hufflepuff) and Mandy Brocklehurst (Ravenclaw)
Lavender Brown (Gryffindor), Pansy Parkinson (Slytherin), Jeremy James (Hufflepuff) and Matt Borstelo (Ravenclaw)
Parvati Patil (Gryffindor), Mark Deanus (Slytherin), Jacob Slite (Hufflepuff) and Abby Lorn (Ravenclaw)
"Anyone left, please follow me." Dumbledore said and stood up. "Head Boy and Girl in the back please." With that he led the twenty 7th years out the door.
(Hermione's POV) Once we got down to the beach, I realized why Professor McGonagall had made such a big deal out of it. It wasn't just a beach, it was a.a huge beach! The beach part must have been the size of 3 football fields! And the water was clear and clean, with little pebbles on the bottom and a small island with rocks and trees on it was about a 5 minute swim away from shore.
Almost everyone was there (except for the group with Neville in it!) so Dumbledore allowed us to explore the land or go for a swim. I took off my pants and shirt, showing my blue bikini, turning more than a few boys heads. I had gotten a new bathing suit over the summer, and it was perfect! It was light blue at the top, then got darker and darker until it was almost black. My sandals fell off as I ran towards the water. I loved to swim. I jumped into the clear water and ducked my head under. I pulled up to the top again and saw that a lot of people were still on the beach.
But soon everyone was in the water or on the island. I couldn't find Harry, but as I was looking, Draco tapped me on the shoulder.
"I'll race you to the island!" he grinned. I agreed and we took off from the shore. He was in the lead, but I was catching up. About halfway to the island, we were tied, neck to neck. He had gotten a quicker start. But I was faster. I pulled ahead of him and barely beat him to the island.
"Ha! I win!" I laughed once I caught my breath.
"Ya, OK you win." He admitted. "I'll race you to the other side of the island!"
"You just can't lose can you!?" I said in disbelief.
"Nope!" he smiled.
"OK, I'll race you, but I'll win you know!"
"Sure, whatever!" he laughed again. He had such a nice smile. And a nice laugh too.
"Ready?" Draco nodded, getting set up. I nodded.
"OK, ready, set, GO!" He got a head start (again!) but I was catching up. We turned a corner, but then I saw something that changed my life.
It was Harry.
Harry. And Ginny. I saw them, but I couldn't believe it. Harry, my Harry, was under a tree kissing Ron's little sister, Ginny. I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't believe it. How could Harry do this to me?! How? I was so.so hurt, and sad. Why had he done this, cheating on me? Then I got mad. I knew he didn't care about me, he cared about Ginny. How long had this been going on? Days? Weeks? Months?
In all that thinking, I wasn't paying attention, and I tripped. Over a tree root. I almost fell on my face, almost. Just as I was falling, Draco caught me in mid air.
"Are you OK, Hermione?" he asked, looked concerned. I was still staring at Harry and Ginny, shocked. Hurt. Sad. Mad. I felt.used. I just couldn't accept that Harry would do this to me. I needed to talk to someone. So I sat down on a rock beside Draco and told him everything.
"That's horrible!" he exclaimed when I was done. I was in tears and was leaning against him.
"I-I know!" I sobbed. "I-I can't b-believe he w-would do this to-to me!"
"Shh.shh. It will be OK, Mione." He was so comforting. And he seemed so nice now, not the rich, self-centered, mean bully that he had been for almost 6 and a half years. In fact, now that I think about it, I was Harry who decided he was 'evil'. On the very first day at Hogwarts. What if Draco had been trying to be nice?
I knew this wasn't true, but he had changed. Changed a lot.
"Th-thank you." I whispered. I was truly grateful. "Can we go back to shore now?"
"Sure, whatever you want." He gave me a smile. So we walked up to the edge of the island and swam back. I held his hand all the way. For some reason, it made me feel better.
"Do you want to go back to the castle?" Draco asked once we were back on the beach. "I'm sure Dumbledore would let the Head Boy and Girl go back."
"No, I'd rather stay here." I said softly. I had stopped crying, but was just as sad, mad and shocked. And I wanted to talk to Harry.
"OK, anything you say." He said kindly. He had changed so much, and now he was, well, nice.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~5:00~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All the students walked back to Hogwarts, a little wetter, a little more talkative, and one, Hermione Granger, a little sadder.
"Can we skip dinner tonight?" I asked Draco as we walked up the steps to Hogwarts. "We can get some food from the kitchens if we get hungry."
"Sure, whatever you like." Draco agreed. So instead of following the huge crowd of students to the Great Hall, Draco and I made our way to our common room.
"Do you want some food now?" Draco asked as we got out of the halls.
"No, that's OK. I'm not really hungry." I answered, putting my bathing suit and towel in my room. I walked over and sat down on the red couch. Draco sat beside me, carrying a book. I couldn't see the title, but it looked like a muggle book.
"Mind if I read?" Draco asked politely.
"Not at all. What are you reading?"
"Uhh...I'm reading a muggle book, The Thief Lord. You've probably never heard of it." He blushed.
"Are you kidding?" I exclaimed. "I love that book! What part are you at?"
Draco smiled. "Umm.I'm at the part when Victor discovers who Scipio really is. Do you want me to read some to you?"
I leaned on Draco's shoulder. "Sure." He started to read.
"Good day to you, Dottore." (A/N that's Italian) he said. "Victor Getz. We just spoke on the phone. Unfortunately, you hung up so quickly that I didn't get a chance to explain what I wanted. I'm not exactly interested in buying your movie theater, but-" Before Victor could go on, a door opened behind him. "Father," a boy's voice said, "I think the cat's sick." "Scipio!" Dottor Massimo's face turned purple with anger. "Can't you see I have a visitor? How often do I have to tell you to knock? What if the gentleman from Rome had been here already? How would it look if my son barged into our meeting because of a sick cat?" Victor turned around and looked into a pair of frightened black eyes. "She's really not well," Dottor Massimo's son murmured. He quickly lowered his head, but Victor had already recognized him. His hair was tied back in a tight ponytail and his eyes didn't look quite as arrogant as they had before, but there could be no doubt: This was the boy who had so innocently asked Victor the time, just before he and his friends had tricked him. The world was full of surprises.
"That's my favourite part." I said as he stopped reading. And it really was my favourite part, I wasn't just saying this because he was staring at me with loving in his blue/silver eyes.
Then he leaned down and kissed my lips gently. I stared into his eyes and he stared into mine. He kissed me again and then got up. I stood up too and smiled at him, then turned to my room. As I got ready for bed, I realized that this had been the most surprising, shocking, happy and amazing day I had had in a long time. (A/N I told you it was long! Hope you like it! Please review! I'll put your name on the top in the next chapter.lol! Thanks for reading!)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you recognize from the Harry Potter books, they are owned by the wonderful writer, J.K. Rowling! I did make up, however, the following names: Jeremy James, Matt Borstelo, Mark Deanus, Jacob Slite and Abby Lorn. I also don't own the book The Thief Lord, by Cornelia Funke. The part Draco is reading is from that book, and I don't own it! But I love the book, it's really good!
(A/N Hey! I hope you like this chapter! It's a little long, sorry about that, but I just had so much to write! Hermione picks between Harry and Draco!! Guess who it is!! I already know!! Haha! Sorry........A big Thank You to the following users who kindly reviewed chapters 1 and 2 of Three's A Crowd: Eliza, Whitney, dragon eyes, EclipseKlutz, libstericious and The Charmed One! Thank you so much, I hope you like this chapter! Sorry if the beginning is sort of messed up, I had to write it again because I accidentally deleted it! Hope you enjoy it anyway!)
(Draco's POV (This will be hard, but I'll try my best!)) I rushed back to the common room as fast as the huge crowd would allow. I was very tired, for some reason. I didn't know it then, but I wouldn't get as much sleep as I would have liked that night. And I needed to talk to Hermione. (A/N Hmmmmm.............Hermione? I wonder what happened to 'Granger'!) But just as I passed the Library, Pansy came up in front of me.
"What do you want, Pansy?" I asked impatiently. I needed to get back to the common room before Hermione (A/N There it is again!) went to bed. But I knew that Pansy wouldn't let me go until she told me whatever she wanted to tell me, so I waited until she answered.
"Well........I was just wondering if you wanted to......you know......hang out at the beach tomorrow?" she said innocently.
"Ummm.......let me think......no!" I answered cruely.
"Oh, come on Draky!" she complained. "Why not?"
"Because I don't like you!" I said. "And don't call me 'Draky'. It's annoying."
"Fine." Pansy pouted. "Well, if you hate me so much, I won't ever speak to you again! How would you like that? Huh?"
"I'd like that very much, thank you!" I said plainly and turned towards the common room before she could reply.
God, that Pansy! She is so.......... "Stupid!" I muttered as I entered the portrait. Then I saw Hermione. She was lying asleep on one of the couches. She looked so peaceful and beautiful and-Wait! This was Hermione, the mudblood. We were enemies for 6 years! But.....still. She was beautiful. Just lying there. And I was in love with her. Deeply in love with her.
"Beautiful." I murmured to myself. Unfortunately she was a very light sleeper and started to stir. She woke up, sat up and looked at me, just standing in the doorway. What the hell was I doing, just standing there?! I might as well tell her. Out with it. Face the music. Tell it to her straight.
"Umm.......Hermione?" I said, and I realized that this was about the second time I had said something kindly to her.
"What is it?" she said, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "And since when are you calling me Hermione?"
"Since now." I answered. "And I wanted to tell you......I....uh......umm." I stuttered. This was harder than I thought!
"Spit it out, Malfoy!" she demanded. I could tell she was loosing patience with me.
"I guess I'll just say it straight, shall I?"
"That would be nice!"
"Well......Hermione, I-I love you." I stammered. I'd done it. It was over. Little did I know, it wasn't anywhere near over. I looked up at Hermione to see how she was reacting. Hermione had a surprised yet flattered look on her face. But then she fainted. She fell over backwards. After a few moments, she got up, still shocked at what she had just heard. (End of POV)
(Hermione's POV) I was....shocked. Surprised. Amazed. Astounded. I was flattered, of course but still.....it was so weird! My enemy for almost 6 and a half years was telling me he loved me! But I loved Harry! What could I do?
"I-I'm flattered, but I love Harry........" I trailed off. I could tell I had hurt him. He nodded and waved off my apologies. It was obvious he was sad, so I did what any girl would do. I leaned over and kissed Draco on the cheek. His skin was cold but soft.
"I'm sorry." I whispered and got up. He looked up at me and gave me a weak smile. I went to my room and started getting ready for bed. But then a thought hit me. What if Harry didn't really care? And I really liked Draco....but what if I was imagining things and Harry did care? What should I do? This was so confusing!
I liked Draco, but I liked Harry first, and, well I didn't want to make this more difficult, but Ron was nice too. Harry, Draco or Ron? Harry, Draco or Ron? Harry, Draco or Ron?
Well, I could just say yes to Draco, but I didn't want to hurt Harry. Or I could say no to Draco, but what if Harry didn't care anymore? What would I do then? I tried to go to sleep, tried to forget it all, but it was impossible. So I say on my bed and thought.
By one in the morning, I had a plan in my head that might even work. I would talk to Harry tomorrow at the beach and see if he actually did care about me. If he did, I would stay with Harry and go out with him. But if he didn't, I would go out with Draco, if he would have me. If Draco didn't want me, I would talk to Ron and hope that he felt the same way I felt about him. I hoped with all my heart and soul that this would work and tried sleeping again.
Now that I had a plan, I fell asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Next Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up at exactly 6:56. I sat up and blinked. The light in my room was caused by the wide open window across from my bed. I could have sworn I had closed it the night before. Oh well....I turned my head towards the door and screamed
"What the f**k are you doing here?!" I yelled. Draco was standing in my doorway, just looking at me. He was wearing only green silk pajama pants, and I had to admit that Quidditch was doing wonders for his body!
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Draco said, startled. "I just came in to tell you that McGonagall wants us in the Great Hall an hour." Draco said. Then he turned and left my room.
I put on my bathing suit under a pair of black pants and a tight fitting t- shirt along with sandals and sunglasses. Dumbledore agreed to let the students wear casual clothes, just for today. I wanted to have some fun, so I muttered a spell that would turn my hair black with bright blue streaks. I applied some waterproof make up and went into the main room. Draco was sitting on the green couch with his head in his hands, staring at the floor. He looked up when I walked in and I sat down next to him.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you, Draco. You just scared me a bit, that's all." I said sympathetically. He nodded and got up to get dressed.
At 7:57, Draco and I headed down to the Great Hall. Once we got there, we saw a lot of students crowding around the four tables, wondering where to go.
"Aren't students supposed to come at 8:30?" I asked Draco.
"Ya, I guess they are just eager to get going." He answered. (End of POV)
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore said. "Now, I know you are all very excited, but we must get organized! So, please find you group leader and the rest of your group and sit at one of the tables." As he said this, about a hundred little tables appeared where the four house tables were normally. Each had four chairs and a red, green, yellow or blue tablecloth on it.
"Please sit at a table with your leader's house colour for a tablecloth." Professor McGonagall said. There was a slight shuffle for a few moments, but everyone finally got in order.
"Would the back row of first years please stand and exit out of the back door. Professor Vector will lead you." Dumbledore said.
This went on, row by row, until there was only the front row left. There were 5 groups in this row. These were the groups:
Hermione Granger (Gryffindor), Draco Malfoy (Slytherin), Hannah Abbott (Hufflepuff) and Terry Boot (Ravenclaw)
Harry Potter (Gryffindor), Vincent Crabbe (Slytherin), Susan Bones (Hufflepuff) and Cho Chang (Ravenclaw)
Ron Weasley (Gryffindor), Gregory Goyle (Slytherin), Justin Finch-Fletchley (Hufflepuff) and Mandy Brocklehurst (Ravenclaw)
Lavender Brown (Gryffindor), Pansy Parkinson (Slytherin), Jeremy James (Hufflepuff) and Matt Borstelo (Ravenclaw)
Parvati Patil (Gryffindor), Mark Deanus (Slytherin), Jacob Slite (Hufflepuff) and Abby Lorn (Ravenclaw)
"Anyone left, please follow me." Dumbledore said and stood up. "Head Boy and Girl in the back please." With that he led the twenty 7th years out the door.
(Hermione's POV) Once we got down to the beach, I realized why Professor McGonagall had made such a big deal out of it. It wasn't just a beach, it was a.a huge beach! The beach part must have been the size of 3 football fields! And the water was clear and clean, with little pebbles on the bottom and a small island with rocks and trees on it was about a 5 minute swim away from shore.
Almost everyone was there (except for the group with Neville in it!) so Dumbledore allowed us to explore the land or go for a swim. I took off my pants and shirt, showing my blue bikini, turning more than a few boys heads. I had gotten a new bathing suit over the summer, and it was perfect! It was light blue at the top, then got darker and darker until it was almost black. My sandals fell off as I ran towards the water. I loved to swim. I jumped into the clear water and ducked my head under. I pulled up to the top again and saw that a lot of people were still on the beach.
But soon everyone was in the water or on the island. I couldn't find Harry, but as I was looking, Draco tapped me on the shoulder.
"I'll race you to the island!" he grinned. I agreed and we took off from the shore. He was in the lead, but I was catching up. About halfway to the island, we were tied, neck to neck. He had gotten a quicker start. But I was faster. I pulled ahead of him and barely beat him to the island.
"Ha! I win!" I laughed once I caught my breath.
"Ya, OK you win." He admitted. "I'll race you to the other side of the island!"
"You just can't lose can you!?" I said in disbelief.
"Nope!" he smiled.
"OK, I'll race you, but I'll win you know!"
"Sure, whatever!" he laughed again. He had such a nice smile. And a nice laugh too.
"Ready?" Draco nodded, getting set up. I nodded.
"OK, ready, set, GO!" He got a head start (again!) but I was catching up. We turned a corner, but then I saw something that changed my life.
It was Harry.
Harry. And Ginny. I saw them, but I couldn't believe it. Harry, my Harry, was under a tree kissing Ron's little sister, Ginny. I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't believe it. How could Harry do this to me?! How? I was so.so hurt, and sad. Why had he done this, cheating on me? Then I got mad. I knew he didn't care about me, he cared about Ginny. How long had this been going on? Days? Weeks? Months?
In all that thinking, I wasn't paying attention, and I tripped. Over a tree root. I almost fell on my face, almost. Just as I was falling, Draco caught me in mid air.
"Are you OK, Hermione?" he asked, looked concerned. I was still staring at Harry and Ginny, shocked. Hurt. Sad. Mad. I felt.used. I just couldn't accept that Harry would do this to me. I needed to talk to someone. So I sat down on a rock beside Draco and told him everything.
"That's horrible!" he exclaimed when I was done. I was in tears and was leaning against him.
"I-I know!" I sobbed. "I-I can't b-believe he w-would do this to-to me!"
"Shh.shh. It will be OK, Mione." He was so comforting. And he seemed so nice now, not the rich, self-centered, mean bully that he had been for almost 6 and a half years. In fact, now that I think about it, I was Harry who decided he was 'evil'. On the very first day at Hogwarts. What if Draco had been trying to be nice?
I knew this wasn't true, but he had changed. Changed a lot.
"Th-thank you." I whispered. I was truly grateful. "Can we go back to shore now?"
"Sure, whatever you want." He gave me a smile. So we walked up to the edge of the island and swam back. I held his hand all the way. For some reason, it made me feel better.
"Do you want to go back to the castle?" Draco asked once we were back on the beach. "I'm sure Dumbledore would let the Head Boy and Girl go back."
"No, I'd rather stay here." I said softly. I had stopped crying, but was just as sad, mad and shocked. And I wanted to talk to Harry.
"OK, anything you say." He said kindly. He had changed so much, and now he was, well, nice.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~5:00~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All the students walked back to Hogwarts, a little wetter, a little more talkative, and one, Hermione Granger, a little sadder.
"Can we skip dinner tonight?" I asked Draco as we walked up the steps to Hogwarts. "We can get some food from the kitchens if we get hungry."
"Sure, whatever you like." Draco agreed. So instead of following the huge crowd of students to the Great Hall, Draco and I made our way to our common room.
"Do you want some food now?" Draco asked as we got out of the halls.
"No, that's OK. I'm not really hungry." I answered, putting my bathing suit and towel in my room. I walked over and sat down on the red couch. Draco sat beside me, carrying a book. I couldn't see the title, but it looked like a muggle book.
"Mind if I read?" Draco asked politely.
"Not at all. What are you reading?"
"Uhh...I'm reading a muggle book, The Thief Lord. You've probably never heard of it." He blushed.
"Are you kidding?" I exclaimed. "I love that book! What part are you at?"
Draco smiled. "Umm.I'm at the part when Victor discovers who Scipio really is. Do you want me to read some to you?"
I leaned on Draco's shoulder. "Sure." He started to read.
"Good day to you, Dottore." (A/N that's Italian) he said. "Victor Getz. We just spoke on the phone. Unfortunately, you hung up so quickly that I didn't get a chance to explain what I wanted. I'm not exactly interested in buying your movie theater, but-" Before Victor could go on, a door opened behind him. "Father," a boy's voice said, "I think the cat's sick." "Scipio!" Dottor Massimo's face turned purple with anger. "Can't you see I have a visitor? How often do I have to tell you to knock? What if the gentleman from Rome had been here already? How would it look if my son barged into our meeting because of a sick cat?" Victor turned around and looked into a pair of frightened black eyes. "She's really not well," Dottor Massimo's son murmured. He quickly lowered his head, but Victor had already recognized him. His hair was tied back in a tight ponytail and his eyes didn't look quite as arrogant as they had before, but there could be no doubt: This was the boy who had so innocently asked Victor the time, just before he and his friends had tricked him. The world was full of surprises.
"That's my favourite part." I said as he stopped reading. And it really was my favourite part, I wasn't just saying this because he was staring at me with loving in his blue/silver eyes.
Then he leaned down and kissed my lips gently. I stared into his eyes and he stared into mine. He kissed me again and then got up. I stood up too and smiled at him, then turned to my room. As I got ready for bed, I realized that this had been the most surprising, shocking, happy and amazing day I had had in a long time. (A/N I told you it was long! Hope you like it! Please review! I'll put your name on the top in the next chapter.lol! Thanks for reading!)