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Crumbly45: ( Ok I took a day or so break from writing but now im starting again. So enjoy, and by the way in this chapter they get a little bit closer. hehe. please review)
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Chapter: 3
Hermione woke with the sunlight shining in her face. She heard the shower running. 'Draco must already be up.' She thought sleepily. Looking at her clock she saw that it was 8:30. 'Plenty of time to go to about two museums or so.' She thought excitedly. Hermione loved museums. The shower suddenly stopped and she heard Draco stepping out. Then she noticed she was really warm. She had fallen asleep with only a small sheet on her. She looked down to see a large feather bed spread. 'Draco's work?' She thought amazed. Now he even was putting blankets on her when she was cold. Maybe he was getting to nice. Hermione sat wide-eyed thinking when the bathroom door opened. She looked up to see Draco drying his hair with a towel in his muggle clothing.
"Good, your awake. Now go take a shower quickly so we can go!" He hurried her.
"Hey..Draco?" Hermione quietly asked.
"Yeah?" He responded not looking at her.
"Did you put another blanket on me during the night?" She asked almost shyly.
"Oh yeah. You were shivering." He said oddly. Hermione couldn't quite place his emotion when he said that.
"Well thank you." She said slowly. "It helped. I warmed up." Hermione said finishing her sentence with a smile.
Draco simply nodded his 'Your Welcome'. Hermione sat there for a minute then remembered she was supposed to be in the shower and got up quickly. She took out another pair of her muggle clothes. Tight jeans and a sweatshirt with her adidas sandals. To make herself look more like a muggle she had decided the day before that she would put her hair into two french braids. Going into the hot shower woke her up far better than her thoughts had. She washed her hair, and used her face cleanser. Cutting the shower short she stepped out and dressed putting a simple tank-top underneath her sweatshirt. Putting her hair in french braids she put a hat on and a pair of sun glasses. Examining herself in a mirror she agreed with her look. 'Great I look like a normal teenager on the streets of London.' Se thought grinning. Hermione had these clothes for summer only. She never wore them otherwise. She didn't even know why she brought them, but they had come in handy.
*
'What the bloody hell is she doing in there?' Draco thought frustrated. He was frustrated with everything. With himself for being so nice to her. With his father, for if his father knew he was being nice to a mudblood there would be severe consequences. He was also frustrated with Hermione.
'Why does she have to be so damn perfect?' He thought.
'For all these years I have thought of her as scum. As a mudblood. Why is she any different now????!!!' A voice in his head screamed.
The bathroom door opened and he looked up. When he saw Hermione he knew she was worth it. Well physically anyways. She looked cute in her sandals and with her hair done.
"Um, Granger?" Draco said. ' Crap, I meant to say Hermione, Hermione, Hermione. Get it stuck in your head Draco.' He told himself. "Is that still you? You look....muggle-ish." He said not finding the words he wanted to use.
"Well that's the point isn't it?" She said in a happy voice.
"Yeah, I guess. Oh and by the way, if I'm going to be in the muggle world for 6 more days I'm going to need more than one set of clothes." He pointed out.
"Oh, yeah! Well I'm sure that you can pick some up one the way home today." She said mentally checking their schedule.
"Yeah, ok. That sounds good." Draco said.
"Oh! And we only have today left in London. Tomorrow we travel to Oxford." Hermione informed him.
"Aren't there more museums?" He asked surprised.
"Oh there are loads more, but we only want ones with muggle history, and there is a really great one in Oxford. In fact there are three really good ones." Hermione said.
"So we are leaving tomorrow morning to head to Oxford by Floo Powder?"
"Uh huh." Hermione said. "And since there are only three museums there, that's three days, because they are large museums. That leaves up two extra days." Hermione said calculation her information. "I guess we go back to Hogwarts early." She said shrugging.
"I don't know about you, but I'm not wasting my two extra days on going back to school. I am going someplace tropical. Like...southern France." He said grinning mischievously.
Hermione thought for a minute.
"We could get into so much trouble though." She said seriously.
"Hey you heard McGonagall 'You go to London and after that your on your own.' We can go anywhere just as long as we are back at Hogwarts in six days." He said his smile growing.
"Thats not what she said." Hermione said tapping her foot.
"Well ok, she worded it differently, but that's what she meant." Draco said shrugging. 'I'm treating her like a friend...again?' He kept on thinking.
Hermione was thinking. She didn't like to break the rules but tended to do it a lot with Harry and Ron. Would this be any different?
"Ok, lets go to southern France." She said, also smiling. "I speak french, do you?" She asked him.
"Of course I do." He said looking offended. "We Malfoy's are taught languages you know. I speak fluent french, italian, spanish....and english." He said proudly.
"Woohoo. Because you know its so hard to speak english especially if its your first language." Hermione said sarcastically, but continued on to say: "If you speak fluent french then you can be our translator, I went to France over the holidays and I speak a bunch, but not fluent." She said grinning, there was no way he was going to get out of this one.
"What??? I have to translate?" Draco laughed. 'Laughing with a mudblood, can you sink any lower?' He heard his fathers voice echoing throughout his head. Ignoring the voice he kept on laughing, Hermione soon joined in. Finally they stopped laughing, their eyes filled with tears. Hermione looked at Draco differently from there on. He was no longer 'arrogant slytherin' but one of her friends which she could just have a good time with, but only a good time?
"We had better go if we want to see two museums today." Draco said interrupting her thoughts.
"Yeah, good idea." She responded, smiling.
They exited the Leaky Cauldron once more onto the busy streets of London. Walking down the streets they saw their next stop. London's Museum of Nation History.
"This one might take a little longer because its all on history, but the next one has only one exhibit on history...I think." Hermione said in a regretful voice.
Walking into the museum they headed around reading the information given, looking at the art, and taking as many notes as possible. Draco getting bored stopped reading one certain thing and looked up. He saw many people setting up chairs and hooking up a microphone.
"Hey Hermione come take a look at this." Draco said walking over.
Hermione looked up, saw the men setting up. Confused she walked over with Draco and asked one of the men what the chairs and microphone was for.
"Lecture on London's history today in fifteen minutes." He responded.
Hermione squealed with delight.
"This is great! We can listen to as much as we want then leave, go to the other museum quickly, and then stop and buy some clothes for you. We should be home no later than seven or so." She said a pleading look in her eyes.
"Fine, but we have to be home by seven which means we leave after about... well lets see, if its 9:45 right now, and we have to eat sometime, we should leave by 10:45, and then go to the other museum then eat lunch then buy some clothes for me, we could be home before seven. Which also means we could go to oxford tonight, and then get a bright and early start tomorrow morning." He said smiling.
"Awesome." Hermione said taking a seat.
Draco took a seat right next to her, putting his stuff down and taking a clean sheet of paper out.
Soon the seats began to fill with all kinds of people. People that were old , young, professors. Draco saw one professor take out a laptop to take notes. Soon the seats were filled and a very old man wearing white walked up to the microphone.
"Ahem..Hello everyone. As you know I am Dr. Fox and I will be talking about London's history." He said, his feeble voice echoing all around. After that Draco found himself jotting down notes as quickly as possible. one page, then two, then three. He found himself tearing off a new page to write. His eyes were wide as he franticly tried to take all the information in. He glanced over at Hermione. She was sitting on the edge of her chair listening fascinated. Finally when he reached five pages he stop taking notes.
'If I missed anything big, I can always ask Hermione.' he thought shrugging.
After that he purely listened for his enjoyment, taking notes only when he absolutely had to.
His watch beeped. 10:45. Nudging Hermione he pointed to his watch. She looked sad and reluctantly got up. They walked quickly and quietly out of the museum.
Blinking in the bright sunlight, Hermione led the way to the other museum.
"That was fun wasn't it??" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, I wonder how many facts that old coot has locked in his head." Draco laughed.
Reaching the museum (which wasn't to far from the other one) they went inside and started looking around.
Thirty minutes later they emerged.
"That was really quick," Draco said sounding surprised. "but they did have some really good things." He finished shrugging.
"Yeah, they did." Hermione said slowly. "Hey I'm kind of hungry. You want to stop someplace really quickly?" She asked.
"Sure, I'm kind of hungry to. Where's a good place?" He asked.
"Well.... I think there is a sandwich shop somewhere around here.." She said uncertain, looking around.
"Fine, lets go." Draco said starting to walk.
"Ahem.." Hermione cleared her throat loudly.
Draco, spinning around, looked confused. "What?"
"Well.. Its over there." Hermione pointed, giggling.
"..Oh." He said embarrassed. Turning around he walked in the other direction, Hermione following, giggling every now and then.
Reaching the sandwich shop they were surprised to see no line. Walking up to the counter they ordered and sat down.
Soon a waitress was rushing up to them with two sandwiches. More and more people were starting to come in.
"Wow, I guess this place gets really busy sometimes." Hermione said.
"Yeah." Draco responded with a mouthful of food.
"Eww, that's disgusting, chew first, then talk." Hermione said revolted.
"Well fine." Draco snapped. He still got mad when Hermione talked to him that way.
Finishing their sandwiches they got up and left money.
"Lets go shopping!" Said Hermione, excited.
Draco looked at her strangely. She wasn't the girl who would want to go shopping, at least he didn't think. But Hermione did like those sort of things. She just didn't like saying so. Noticing Draco was looking at her strangely, she spoke up.
"I think there is a mall somewhere over there." She said pointing.
Draco stopped staring at her to look at where she was pointing.
"How far do you think it is? We don't want to go too far." He asked.
"Um.. I think that's one entrance right there." She said, pointing again.
"Well then lets go." He said, taking off again.
Hermione, rolling her eyes, walked after him.
(ok, i've decided that i won't make my chapters so long, ill make them short but there will be more of them, so thats good. hope you liked this one. ttyl.)
Crumbly45 is now directly connected.
Crumbly45: ( Ok I took a day or so break from writing but now im starting again. So enjoy, and by the way in this chapter they get a little bit closer. hehe. please review)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Chapter: 3
Hermione woke with the sunlight shining in her face. She heard the shower running. 'Draco must already be up.' She thought sleepily. Looking at her clock she saw that it was 8:30. 'Plenty of time to go to about two museums or so.' She thought excitedly. Hermione loved museums. The shower suddenly stopped and she heard Draco stepping out. Then she noticed she was really warm. She had fallen asleep with only a small sheet on her. She looked down to see a large feather bed spread. 'Draco's work?' She thought amazed. Now he even was putting blankets on her when she was cold. Maybe he was getting to nice. Hermione sat wide-eyed thinking when the bathroom door opened. She looked up to see Draco drying his hair with a towel in his muggle clothing.
"Good, your awake. Now go take a shower quickly so we can go!" He hurried her.
"Hey..Draco?" Hermione quietly asked.
"Yeah?" He responded not looking at her.
"Did you put another blanket on me during the night?" She asked almost shyly.
"Oh yeah. You were shivering." He said oddly. Hermione couldn't quite place his emotion when he said that.
"Well thank you." She said slowly. "It helped. I warmed up." Hermione said finishing her sentence with a smile.
Draco simply nodded his 'Your Welcome'. Hermione sat there for a minute then remembered she was supposed to be in the shower and got up quickly. She took out another pair of her muggle clothes. Tight jeans and a sweatshirt with her adidas sandals. To make herself look more like a muggle she had decided the day before that she would put her hair into two french braids. Going into the hot shower woke her up far better than her thoughts had. She washed her hair, and used her face cleanser. Cutting the shower short she stepped out and dressed putting a simple tank-top underneath her sweatshirt. Putting her hair in french braids she put a hat on and a pair of sun glasses. Examining herself in a mirror she agreed with her look. 'Great I look like a normal teenager on the streets of London.' Se thought grinning. Hermione had these clothes for summer only. She never wore them otherwise. She didn't even know why she brought them, but they had come in handy.
*
'What the bloody hell is she doing in there?' Draco thought frustrated. He was frustrated with everything. With himself for being so nice to her. With his father, for if his father knew he was being nice to a mudblood there would be severe consequences. He was also frustrated with Hermione.
'Why does she have to be so damn perfect?' He thought.
'For all these years I have thought of her as scum. As a mudblood. Why is she any different now????!!!' A voice in his head screamed.
The bathroom door opened and he looked up. When he saw Hermione he knew she was worth it. Well physically anyways. She looked cute in her sandals and with her hair done.
"Um, Granger?" Draco said. ' Crap, I meant to say Hermione, Hermione, Hermione. Get it stuck in your head Draco.' He told himself. "Is that still you? You look....muggle-ish." He said not finding the words he wanted to use.
"Well that's the point isn't it?" She said in a happy voice.
"Yeah, I guess. Oh and by the way, if I'm going to be in the muggle world for 6 more days I'm going to need more than one set of clothes." He pointed out.
"Oh, yeah! Well I'm sure that you can pick some up one the way home today." She said mentally checking their schedule.
"Yeah, ok. That sounds good." Draco said.
"Oh! And we only have today left in London. Tomorrow we travel to Oxford." Hermione informed him.
"Aren't there more museums?" He asked surprised.
"Oh there are loads more, but we only want ones with muggle history, and there is a really great one in Oxford. In fact there are three really good ones." Hermione said.
"So we are leaving tomorrow morning to head to Oxford by Floo Powder?"
"Uh huh." Hermione said. "And since there are only three museums there, that's three days, because they are large museums. That leaves up two extra days." Hermione said calculation her information. "I guess we go back to Hogwarts early." She said shrugging.
"I don't know about you, but I'm not wasting my two extra days on going back to school. I am going someplace tropical. Like...southern France." He said grinning mischievously.
Hermione thought for a minute.
"We could get into so much trouble though." She said seriously.
"Hey you heard McGonagall 'You go to London and after that your on your own.' We can go anywhere just as long as we are back at Hogwarts in six days." He said his smile growing.
"Thats not what she said." Hermione said tapping her foot.
"Well ok, she worded it differently, but that's what she meant." Draco said shrugging. 'I'm treating her like a friend...again?' He kept on thinking.
Hermione was thinking. She didn't like to break the rules but tended to do it a lot with Harry and Ron. Would this be any different?
"Ok, lets go to southern France." She said, also smiling. "I speak french, do you?" She asked him.
"Of course I do." He said looking offended. "We Malfoy's are taught languages you know. I speak fluent french, italian, spanish....and english." He said proudly.
"Woohoo. Because you know its so hard to speak english especially if its your first language." Hermione said sarcastically, but continued on to say: "If you speak fluent french then you can be our translator, I went to France over the holidays and I speak a bunch, but not fluent." She said grinning, there was no way he was going to get out of this one.
"What??? I have to translate?" Draco laughed. 'Laughing with a mudblood, can you sink any lower?' He heard his fathers voice echoing throughout his head. Ignoring the voice he kept on laughing, Hermione soon joined in. Finally they stopped laughing, their eyes filled with tears. Hermione looked at Draco differently from there on. He was no longer 'arrogant slytherin' but one of her friends which she could just have a good time with, but only a good time?
"We had better go if we want to see two museums today." Draco said interrupting her thoughts.
"Yeah, good idea." She responded, smiling.
They exited the Leaky Cauldron once more onto the busy streets of London. Walking down the streets they saw their next stop. London's Museum of Nation History.
"This one might take a little longer because its all on history, but the next one has only one exhibit on history...I think." Hermione said in a regretful voice.
Walking into the museum they headed around reading the information given, looking at the art, and taking as many notes as possible. Draco getting bored stopped reading one certain thing and looked up. He saw many people setting up chairs and hooking up a microphone.
"Hey Hermione come take a look at this." Draco said walking over.
Hermione looked up, saw the men setting up. Confused she walked over with Draco and asked one of the men what the chairs and microphone was for.
"Lecture on London's history today in fifteen minutes." He responded.
Hermione squealed with delight.
"This is great! We can listen to as much as we want then leave, go to the other museum quickly, and then stop and buy some clothes for you. We should be home no later than seven or so." She said a pleading look in her eyes.
"Fine, but we have to be home by seven which means we leave after about... well lets see, if its 9:45 right now, and we have to eat sometime, we should leave by 10:45, and then go to the other museum then eat lunch then buy some clothes for me, we could be home before seven. Which also means we could go to oxford tonight, and then get a bright and early start tomorrow morning." He said smiling.
"Awesome." Hermione said taking a seat.
Draco took a seat right next to her, putting his stuff down and taking a clean sheet of paper out.
Soon the seats began to fill with all kinds of people. People that were old , young, professors. Draco saw one professor take out a laptop to take notes. Soon the seats were filled and a very old man wearing white walked up to the microphone.
"Ahem..Hello everyone. As you know I am Dr. Fox and I will be talking about London's history." He said, his feeble voice echoing all around. After that Draco found himself jotting down notes as quickly as possible. one page, then two, then three. He found himself tearing off a new page to write. His eyes were wide as he franticly tried to take all the information in. He glanced over at Hermione. She was sitting on the edge of her chair listening fascinated. Finally when he reached five pages he stop taking notes.
'If I missed anything big, I can always ask Hermione.' he thought shrugging.
After that he purely listened for his enjoyment, taking notes only when he absolutely had to.
His watch beeped. 10:45. Nudging Hermione he pointed to his watch. She looked sad and reluctantly got up. They walked quickly and quietly out of the museum.
Blinking in the bright sunlight, Hermione led the way to the other museum.
"That was fun wasn't it??" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, I wonder how many facts that old coot has locked in his head." Draco laughed.
Reaching the museum (which wasn't to far from the other one) they went inside and started looking around.
Thirty minutes later they emerged.
"That was really quick," Draco said sounding surprised. "but they did have some really good things." He finished shrugging.
"Yeah, they did." Hermione said slowly. "Hey I'm kind of hungry. You want to stop someplace really quickly?" She asked.
"Sure, I'm kind of hungry to. Where's a good place?" He asked.
"Well.... I think there is a sandwich shop somewhere around here.." She said uncertain, looking around.
"Fine, lets go." Draco said starting to walk.
"Ahem.." Hermione cleared her throat loudly.
Draco, spinning around, looked confused. "What?"
"Well.. Its over there." Hermione pointed, giggling.
"..Oh." He said embarrassed. Turning around he walked in the other direction, Hermione following, giggling every now and then.
Reaching the sandwich shop they were surprised to see no line. Walking up to the counter they ordered and sat down.
Soon a waitress was rushing up to them with two sandwiches. More and more people were starting to come in.
"Wow, I guess this place gets really busy sometimes." Hermione said.
"Yeah." Draco responded with a mouthful of food.
"Eww, that's disgusting, chew first, then talk." Hermione said revolted.
"Well fine." Draco snapped. He still got mad when Hermione talked to him that way.
Finishing their sandwiches they got up and left money.
"Lets go shopping!" Said Hermione, excited.
Draco looked at her strangely. She wasn't the girl who would want to go shopping, at least he didn't think. But Hermione did like those sort of things. She just didn't like saying so. Noticing Draco was looking at her strangely, she spoke up.
"I think there is a mall somewhere over there." She said pointing.
Draco stopped staring at her to look at where she was pointing.
"How far do you think it is? We don't want to go too far." He asked.
"Um.. I think that's one entrance right there." She said, pointing again.
"Well then lets go." He said, taking off again.
Hermione, rolling her eyes, walked after him.
(ok, i've decided that i won't make my chapters so long, ill make them short but there will be more of them, so thats good. hope you liked this one. ttyl.)