How The Stars Fall
Chapter 7: Discussion
Campiongal
2-13-03
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Hermione raced into action. Jumping back inside the room she pushed Draco down below the seal of the window, she didn't bother closing it. She might need it for a quick exit. The person hadn't made a mov to enter yet. It seemed they were trying to determine for sure whether or not the resident was asleep or not.
Hermione was unsure herself if it would be safe to open the door. With all the weird things going on at Hogwarts, and after Lissa's accident. It was best to be careful Lucky she possessed a wand.
Hermione flung open her door with tremendous force, pointing her wand in the direction of none other than. Pansy. "PANSY PARKINSON! For the final time, what do you want so desperately from my room that you would try to break in. Which, by the way, would not work." Hermione was now extremely annoyed. And just when she was about to explain to Draco why they couldn't hang, even if she wanted to. And strangely, she had.
Pansy was a little stunned. She hadn't heard a sound from outside the door. "Hermione!" Pansy tried t sound sweet. This was very ineffective as she sounded more like someone who was going to be polite about something she didn't want to have to do. This was somewhat the case. "I was just wondering if you had any good books I could read... you know! For...fun!" this was even more unconvincing.
"Pansy. Even if I had a kindergarten reading level book, I doubt highly I would led it to someone who would never bother reading it and probably destroy it. Now will you please go away?'
"No... I don't think I shall." She sat.
"Oh yes, I think you most definently will. Move."
"I won't budge."
"You certainly will!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No. I really don't think I'd like to."
"I didn't ask what you'd like."
"Well, now that you asked, I'm fine here."
"I didn't ask.'
"No? I thought you had..."
"Arg!" Hermione was getting fairly frustrated with Pansy. How thick could she be? Hermione wanted her out. And she would get her out. "Pansy. If you are not out of m room in 30 seconds, I will Personally remove you." no movement. "30, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20..." Not budging. "19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, ..." Not a twitch. "9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, ..." Pansy arose. Maybe she had listened to Hermione. Maybe not. Pansy strode over to the bed, and laid down.
"Soft. I would love to have something like this in my room," Pansy gave a sly look at Hermione. "Maybe I can fetch myself one... I'm sure there is some place I could find one!"
"PANSY! Out!" Hermione roared. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Pansy was raised, kicking and punching at the air, out side the door, Hermione let her fall. "Whoops. Sorry bout that!" And with that she kicked her door shut,(best part was, now that the door was spelled, only people who could enter, was Harry and Herself.) and strode to the window, to see Draco laughing.
"If only I had the brains to do that to her, I would have long ago!" He laughed. She joined in. It was nice to share the triumph with someone, who wanted it just as much as she had.
"Draco!" he looked up at her. He saw her now for who he should have seen her before. A friend. Someone he could trust. He hadn't had someone like that in a long time.
"Yes?"
"Would you help me onto your Broom?"
'Wh certainly! But first, grab your robe!"
Hermione blushed again. This was the second time he had to remind her tonight. That was embarrassing, at least he was gentlemanly enough to say something. Grabbing her short, teal summer cloak, (Only reaching mid thigh, [like her nightie] )she walked to the window where Draco's hand awaited her own.
Stepping out into the warm night came naturally. It wasn't hot, nor was it cold. It was perfect.
"Hold on tight!" whispered Draco. This was nice. Hermione was great to just be able to be himself around. As long as they were never caught, and never told a soul, they would be fine.
Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco's fit body. It was nice. To have him be able to confide in her, and her in him. They hadn't even said much yet, but she could already feel the connection. So could he.
The broom sped off around the castle, sending the wind sweeping round both of them, the sensation was wonderful, and unduplicated.
"Draco!?" Hermione roared above the speeding air.
"Yes?"
"Mind if we stop and talk, just for a minuet?"
"I'd love to!"
Draco sped upward, to Hermione's pleasure and puzzlement. He perched themselves on a wide bridge like ledge, that attached to of the higher classroom towers. Pulling himself off, he reached up, ut his hands around Hermione's waist, and helped her dismount.
She was thankful for this. It had occurred in her mind, that once he was off the broom might have had thoughts of taking off, once Draco was off. Of course, this was a silly notion, but she couldn't help it. It made sense at the time.
"Draco... There was something I had to talk to you about. That's why I came..."
"Right. I could sense something might be wrong. I'm.... I've been mean to you... to everyone. And, I'm not sorry. Except in your case... I think that's because... your different. You made the effort to try and find me, even when I tried to hide. And I can't promise to be any nicer to anyone you associate with.... Because hey will never make the effort... Does that make since? I wan to be better. I do... But it's not in my nature, my genes, or anything else for my too. Except when I'm with you... Maybe it's because... you remind me... of my sister..."
Hermione was changed. Right there. It hadn't occurred to her until just now, that Draco was actually going to try and be civil. She knew he had it in him. She knew it.
"Draco. It's like this. I hadn't planned on making the effort. But... It's my dad. I saw him hit my mom last month. And it was like, he looked at her like she was some sort of object, or animal, not like she was a person... And now, whenever I'm mean. I at least am mean for a damn good reason. And I remark and Hit out of respect. As odd as that sounds... the respect that... if It were me, saying or doing what they just had, I as a human being, would know what I said, and deserve every ounce o pain I received. It's, out of respect now. Not hatred. I've learned not to take things out on people like it doesn't effect them. It does. No matter who or why. It will. It always will."
So that's why, when Harry said that to you I became so incredibly angry, he said it as if he were saying it as a generalization. That every Slytherin was bad. I know they aren't. And I won't accept any suspicion that they could be. I was going to tell you tonight that we could only be friends in secret. But that's not fair. I want to be friends. Together. I know that must sound strange and sudden. But I do. Because, it's fair, and right, and it's what we both deserve."
"I agree."
"You do?"
"Yea. I do." Draco turned to her. "But I also want you to be able to stay friends with Harry... and Ron. And I know they won't accept me. Or where I come from. It's not like I chose my family. I didn't. And if I had my choice. I tink I would have liked my family to be something more like Ron's. His Sister is strong. I wis that could be my sister..."
"You really miss her don't you?"
"Besides you, and my aunt, she was the only person to ever act like she really cared."
"We should pick up this conversation again tomorrow. I'd like to hear more about your aunt and sister. But, until then can I go sleep?"
"Of course, Queen Granger," Draco bowed deeply, "Mind if I escort you?"
"I would be honored!" She said, letting him boost her back onto the broom.
"It's my pleasure!" And with that, they sailed into the stars.
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Hermione was about to step of onto the window landing, until she saw who was sitting on her bed. There was Harry. Looking slightly tie, and more than a little annoyed.
"Draco!"
"Hmm?"
"I have to go through your room! If Harry sees me come in through my window with you in tow, it is not going to look good! I'm going to be telling Harry tomorrow my decision, and having us all hang out, but this is going to look rather weird, don't you think?"
"I suppose it would. Come on. Let get you back to your room, using the door."
And so off they went. Again.
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"Go, go go!" Hermione encouraged herself as she ran up the stairs to her room. Seeing Draco's room sure was something. She made him promise to let her add a little color within the next week. Hermione reached her room, and flung open the door, head hung, lying to her friend was going to be hard enough without looking at him.
"Sorry Harry! I took a shower, because I couldn't sleep, then went down to see Winky and Doby for a change! Doing very well they are! My! They're children have grown! Then I saw you coming up here, but had to check on Lissa, so I -" Hermione would have continued, but she noticed something strange. Harry was no longer alone. There looking more peeved than she had ever seen or imagined him; was Ronald Weasley.
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Updating tomorrow will be hard, but I will try, though I'm a little busy! I really hope you enjoyed the chapter. Tomorrow, I'm going to include a short Valentines Day Song Fic, as a bonus chapter! Thankies again to all of you who review! You're my inspiration!
Hermione raced into action. Jumping back inside the room she pushed Draco down below the seal of the window, she didn't bother closing it. She might need it for a quick exit. The person hadn't made a mov to enter yet. It seemed they were trying to determine for sure whether or not the resident was asleep or not.
Hermione was unsure herself if it would be safe to open the door. With all the weird things going on at Hogwarts, and after Lissa's accident. It was best to be careful Lucky she possessed a wand.
Hermione flung open her door with tremendous force, pointing her wand in the direction of none other than. Pansy. "PANSY PARKINSON! For the final time, what do you want so desperately from my room that you would try to break in. Which, by the way, would not work." Hermione was now extremely annoyed. And just when she was about to explain to Draco why they couldn't hang, even if she wanted to. And strangely, she had.
Pansy was a little stunned. She hadn't heard a sound from outside the door. "Hermione!" Pansy tried t sound sweet. This was very ineffective as she sounded more like someone who was going to be polite about something she didn't want to have to do. This was somewhat the case. "I was just wondering if you had any good books I could read... you know! For...fun!" this was even more unconvincing.
"Pansy. Even if I had a kindergarten reading level book, I doubt highly I would led it to someone who would never bother reading it and probably destroy it. Now will you please go away?'
"No... I don't think I shall." She sat.
"Oh yes, I think you most definently will. Move."
"I won't budge."
"You certainly will!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No. I really don't think I'd like to."
"I didn't ask what you'd like."
"Well, now that you asked, I'm fine here."
"I didn't ask.'
"No? I thought you had..."
"Arg!" Hermione was getting fairly frustrated with Pansy. How thick could she be? Hermione wanted her out. And she would get her out. "Pansy. If you are not out of m room in 30 seconds, I will Personally remove you." no movement. "30, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20..." Not budging. "19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, ..." Not a twitch. "9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, ..." Pansy arose. Maybe she had listened to Hermione. Maybe not. Pansy strode over to the bed, and laid down.
"Soft. I would love to have something like this in my room," Pansy gave a sly look at Hermione. "Maybe I can fetch myself one... I'm sure there is some place I could find one!"
"PANSY! Out!" Hermione roared. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Pansy was raised, kicking and punching at the air, out side the door, Hermione let her fall. "Whoops. Sorry bout that!" And with that she kicked her door shut,(best part was, now that the door was spelled, only people who could enter, was Harry and Herself.) and strode to the window, to see Draco laughing.
"If only I had the brains to do that to her, I would have long ago!" He laughed. She joined in. It was nice to share the triumph with someone, who wanted it just as much as she had.
"Draco!" he looked up at her. He saw her now for who he should have seen her before. A friend. Someone he could trust. He hadn't had someone like that in a long time.
"Yes?"
"Would you help me onto your Broom?"
'Wh certainly! But first, grab your robe!"
Hermione blushed again. This was the second time he had to remind her tonight. That was embarrassing, at least he was gentlemanly enough to say something. Grabbing her short, teal summer cloak, (Only reaching mid thigh, [like her nightie] )she walked to the window where Draco's hand awaited her own.
Stepping out into the warm night came naturally. It wasn't hot, nor was it cold. It was perfect.
"Hold on tight!" whispered Draco. This was nice. Hermione was great to just be able to be himself around. As long as they were never caught, and never told a soul, they would be fine.
Hermione wrapped her arms around Draco's fit body. It was nice. To have him be able to confide in her, and her in him. They hadn't even said much yet, but she could already feel the connection. So could he.
The broom sped off around the castle, sending the wind sweeping round both of them, the sensation was wonderful, and unduplicated.
"Draco!?" Hermione roared above the speeding air.
"Yes?"
"Mind if we stop and talk, just for a minuet?"
"I'd love to!"
Draco sped upward, to Hermione's pleasure and puzzlement. He perched themselves on a wide bridge like ledge, that attached to of the higher classroom towers. Pulling himself off, he reached up, ut his hands around Hermione's waist, and helped her dismount.
She was thankful for this. It had occurred in her mind, that once he was off the broom might have had thoughts of taking off, once Draco was off. Of course, this was a silly notion, but she couldn't help it. It made sense at the time.
"Draco... There was something I had to talk to you about. That's why I came..."
"Right. I could sense something might be wrong. I'm.... I've been mean to you... to everyone. And, I'm not sorry. Except in your case... I think that's because... your different. You made the effort to try and find me, even when I tried to hide. And I can't promise to be any nicer to anyone you associate with.... Because hey will never make the effort... Does that make since? I wan to be better. I do... But it's not in my nature, my genes, or anything else for my too. Except when I'm with you... Maybe it's because... you remind me... of my sister..."
Hermione was changed. Right there. It hadn't occurred to her until just now, that Draco was actually going to try and be civil. She knew he had it in him. She knew it.
"Draco. It's like this. I hadn't planned on making the effort. But... It's my dad. I saw him hit my mom last month. And it was like, he looked at her like she was some sort of object, or animal, not like she was a person... And now, whenever I'm mean. I at least am mean for a damn good reason. And I remark and Hit out of respect. As odd as that sounds... the respect that... if It were me, saying or doing what they just had, I as a human being, would know what I said, and deserve every ounce o pain I received. It's, out of respect now. Not hatred. I've learned not to take things out on people like it doesn't effect them. It does. No matter who or why. It will. It always will."
So that's why, when Harry said that to you I became so incredibly angry, he said it as if he were saying it as a generalization. That every Slytherin was bad. I know they aren't. And I won't accept any suspicion that they could be. I was going to tell you tonight that we could only be friends in secret. But that's not fair. I want to be friends. Together. I know that must sound strange and sudden. But I do. Because, it's fair, and right, and it's what we both deserve."
"I agree."
"You do?"
"Yea. I do." Draco turned to her. "But I also want you to be able to stay friends with Harry... and Ron. And I know they won't accept me. Or where I come from. It's not like I chose my family. I didn't. And if I had my choice. I tink I would have liked my family to be something more like Ron's. His Sister is strong. I wis that could be my sister..."
"You really miss her don't you?"
"Besides you, and my aunt, she was the only person to ever act like she really cared."
"We should pick up this conversation again tomorrow. I'd like to hear more about your aunt and sister. But, until then can I go sleep?"
"Of course, Queen Granger," Draco bowed deeply, "Mind if I escort you?"
"I would be honored!" She said, letting him boost her back onto the broom.
"It's my pleasure!" And with that, they sailed into the stars.
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Hermione was about to step of onto the window landing, until she saw who was sitting on her bed. There was Harry. Looking slightly tie, and more than a little annoyed.
"Draco!"
"Hmm?"
"I have to go through your room! If Harry sees me come in through my window with you in tow, it is not going to look good! I'm going to be telling Harry tomorrow my decision, and having us all hang out, but this is going to look rather weird, don't you think?"
"I suppose it would. Come on. Let get you back to your room, using the door."
And so off they went. Again.
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"Go, go go!" Hermione encouraged herself as she ran up the stairs to her room. Seeing Draco's room sure was something. She made him promise to let her add a little color within the next week. Hermione reached her room, and flung open the door, head hung, lying to her friend was going to be hard enough without looking at him.
"Sorry Harry! I took a shower, because I couldn't sleep, then went down to see Winky and Doby for a change! Doing very well they are! My! They're children have grown! Then I saw you coming up here, but had to check on Lissa, so I -" Hermione would have continued, but she noticed something strange. Harry was no longer alone. There looking more peeved than she had ever seen or imagined him; was Ronald Weasley.
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Updating tomorrow will be hard, but I will try, though I'm a little busy! I really hope you enjoyed the chapter. Tomorrow, I'm going to include a short Valentines Day Song Fic, as a bonus chapter! Thankies again to all of you who review! You're my inspiration!