Hello again everyone! The plot thickens! I'm afraid Ron's got a teeny-weeny
jealous streak. Oh dear! This chapter has chocolate not celery! Yay!
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Hermione was flabbergasted. "You can't prove it." She was desperately trying to block out the fact that Malfoy had actually comforted her.
She knew she found the bastard attractive, and he knew it too. She was attempting to use logic to solve this problem but was failing miserably.
"Why not? Just tell me what I have to do and I'll do it." He sounded completely confident.
She then realized she was still in his embrace and tried to detach his arms from around her and did not succeed. He was then aware she wanted free so he reluctantly released his hold.
"I can't be won Draco, I'm not a prize, I'm a person and my arch enemy turning into my boyfriend over night is too much for me to handle."
He smiled, "I'm your boyfriend am I?"
She glared at him. "You know what I mean."
His steel, cold eyes captured hers. "Well, Hermione, what do you propose to do. I can't avoid you because of this spell and I can't ignore you either."
She sighed as she plopped back down on the fountain. "For the first time in my life, I don't have the answer."
He grinned, "I think I do."
She turned worried chocolate eyes on him. "What?" She asked cautiously.
He laughed at her terrified tone. "I'm not a demon, Hermione, contrary to popular belief. My suggestion is this, let's be friends."
She eyed him suspiciously. "Friends don't kiss each other." She pointed out.
He sighed sorrowfully, "I know but it's a start. Friends?" He extended his hand. She looked from his hand to his eyes and allowed his hand to close over hers, shaking his arm lightly. "Friends." She agreed.
Two hours later Malfoy heard Snape announce that since he was broke they would be returning to the bus to see if Filch had repaired the bus so they could set off for Hershey, Pennsylvania.
Upon hearing this he decided to inform Hermione that they would be returning to her worst fear momentarily so she could prepare herself.
He walked back out to the fountain and saw Potter balancing on the side. As he walked by he gave Potter a small shove and Harry toppled into the water.
He reflected on this. Why had he done that? He knew why. Potter had always had Hermione's admiration, and thus was why he despised Potter. Speaking of Hermione where in bleeding hell was she?
Hermione shot down another brandy and stared at the blurred image of the bartender. "Keep um komin'" She choked out as the bartender slid her a fresh glass.
She threw back her head and raised her hand to shoot the liquid down her throat when she realized her hand wasn't moving.
She peered down at another hand stopping her hand's progress. Then a second hand gently eased her fingers from the glass removing it from her grasp. She stared up at the owner of the hands.
"Oh Hermione, what have you done?" She recognized the person. Draco. She stared into his concerned eyes and then they faded into blackness.
Malfoy caught Hermione's limp form as it drooped from the bar stool it had previously occupied. He hauled her smaller frame into his arms and began carrying her back to the motorcycles.
Ron ran up to him, shock and anger on his face. "What did you do to Hermione?" He demanded.
Draco glared at Weasley and didn't answer, but continued walking. Ron inserted his frame again in Draco's path.
"I asked you a question." He snapped. Ron reached out to touch Hermione's face but Draco caught his hand before it reached Hermione.
"Don't touch her." He growled, his silver eyes cold and deadly.
Ron was so intimidated he forgot to reinforce his question and Draco swept off, gently cradling the female's small frame.
He placed Hermione gently in front of him as he mounted the bike and sped off. Screw the professors. He was going to lay Hermione on the bus where she could get some rest.
Hermione's eyelids rose to reveal her soft brown eyes. Her head was in Malfoy's lap and she was on the bus. And the bus was moving. She looked up at Draco and immediately her head protested as did her stomach.
Draco glanced down at her. "Are you okay?" He whispered in the silence of the bus. "Yeah." She managed softly. "Where are we going?"
He smiled. "Pennsylvania." He answered.
She groaned and drifted back to sleep. He stared at her still form, the steady rhythm of her heart and the gentle rise and fall of her breasts. He knew he shouldn't, it was in his bargain, but somehow he had to. He leaned down and brushed a soft kiss over her mouth. She stirred as Draco reflected that he had just realized he had just found a loophole in their bargain.
The sun rose over the great roller coasters as the bus reached its destination. Hermione was jerked awake as Filch halted the bus with unnecessary resentment. Her head had stopped pounding slightly and her stomach was much better.
Draco grinned down at her. "Good morning, Brandy."
Hermione shot him a haughty look. "Ha ha very funny." Glowered Hermione.
The class wandered into the Hershey chocolate factory to take a guided tour. "This is the chocolate churner." Said the tour guide. "It mixes the chocolate, you can lean over this rail and take a closer look." The women instructed.
Ron fixed a smoldering gaze on Draco and decided to push him into the chocolate. He charged toward the blonde, but at that precise moment Draco moved around Hermione to ask the tour guide a question and Ron rammed into Hermione instead. Her fragile body toppled over the flimsy railing and into the chocolate
"Hermione!" Draco yelled. He didn't hesitate: he dove into the brown pool.
"My chocolate!" Cried the tour guide rushing to the railing.
Draco emerged from the dark ooze dragging a stunned and chocking Hermione. He grasped the handle of the railing with one hand while cradling Hermione in the other. He pulled both of them onto the landing over the swirling chocolate. He stood and helped Hermione to her feet.
He burned holes into Ron's blue eyes with his piercing silver. "Weasley you idiot, she could have drown!"
Ron's fury rose. "What do you care Malfoy! Hermione come here, I'll comfort you." Hermione didn't move.
Draco inserted his body between Ron and Hermione. Draco lowered his voice. "If you ever pull a stunt like that again I will crush every bone in your body. Hermione's grief would be a small price to pay to see your deceased form."
Ron's eyes widened. Hermione put a hand on Draco's shoulder and Draco relaxed slightly, giving Ron enough time to escape Malfoy's rage.
Meanwhile the tour guide was sobbing scooping some of the chocolate dripping from Hermione and Draco. "My chocolate! I'll be fired! It's my first day!"
Draco's eyes softened as he saw the poor women. He removed his wand from his robes and recited a spell to repair the damage while the tour guide's head was in her hands.
Snape then gestured his pupils to clear off. They followed him to the candy store where Ron bought ten chocolate frogs as a peace offering to Hermione. She accepted and every one made for the bus, again.
"I'm getting sick of this bus." Draco confided to Hermione, the only other person on the bus. He walked to the driver's seat and yanked out the rickety gearshift and casually tossed it out the window.
Hermione gasped. "Draco, you can't do that! Now we're stranded!"
He shrugged. "If I know Snape he'll come up with something a far more interesting version of transportation."
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Hermione was flabbergasted. "You can't prove it." She was desperately trying to block out the fact that Malfoy had actually comforted her.
She knew she found the bastard attractive, and he knew it too. She was attempting to use logic to solve this problem but was failing miserably.
"Why not? Just tell me what I have to do and I'll do it." He sounded completely confident.
She then realized she was still in his embrace and tried to detach his arms from around her and did not succeed. He was then aware she wanted free so he reluctantly released his hold.
"I can't be won Draco, I'm not a prize, I'm a person and my arch enemy turning into my boyfriend over night is too much for me to handle."
He smiled, "I'm your boyfriend am I?"
She glared at him. "You know what I mean."
His steel, cold eyes captured hers. "Well, Hermione, what do you propose to do. I can't avoid you because of this spell and I can't ignore you either."
She sighed as she plopped back down on the fountain. "For the first time in my life, I don't have the answer."
He grinned, "I think I do."
She turned worried chocolate eyes on him. "What?" She asked cautiously.
He laughed at her terrified tone. "I'm not a demon, Hermione, contrary to popular belief. My suggestion is this, let's be friends."
She eyed him suspiciously. "Friends don't kiss each other." She pointed out.
He sighed sorrowfully, "I know but it's a start. Friends?" He extended his hand. She looked from his hand to his eyes and allowed his hand to close over hers, shaking his arm lightly. "Friends." She agreed.
Two hours later Malfoy heard Snape announce that since he was broke they would be returning to the bus to see if Filch had repaired the bus so they could set off for Hershey, Pennsylvania.
Upon hearing this he decided to inform Hermione that they would be returning to her worst fear momentarily so she could prepare herself.
He walked back out to the fountain and saw Potter balancing on the side. As he walked by he gave Potter a small shove and Harry toppled into the water.
He reflected on this. Why had he done that? He knew why. Potter had always had Hermione's admiration, and thus was why he despised Potter. Speaking of Hermione where in bleeding hell was she?
Hermione shot down another brandy and stared at the blurred image of the bartender. "Keep um komin'" She choked out as the bartender slid her a fresh glass.
She threw back her head and raised her hand to shoot the liquid down her throat when she realized her hand wasn't moving.
She peered down at another hand stopping her hand's progress. Then a second hand gently eased her fingers from the glass removing it from her grasp. She stared up at the owner of the hands.
"Oh Hermione, what have you done?" She recognized the person. Draco. She stared into his concerned eyes and then they faded into blackness.
Malfoy caught Hermione's limp form as it drooped from the bar stool it had previously occupied. He hauled her smaller frame into his arms and began carrying her back to the motorcycles.
Ron ran up to him, shock and anger on his face. "What did you do to Hermione?" He demanded.
Draco glared at Weasley and didn't answer, but continued walking. Ron inserted his frame again in Draco's path.
"I asked you a question." He snapped. Ron reached out to touch Hermione's face but Draco caught his hand before it reached Hermione.
"Don't touch her." He growled, his silver eyes cold and deadly.
Ron was so intimidated he forgot to reinforce his question and Draco swept off, gently cradling the female's small frame.
He placed Hermione gently in front of him as he mounted the bike and sped off. Screw the professors. He was going to lay Hermione on the bus where she could get some rest.
Hermione's eyelids rose to reveal her soft brown eyes. Her head was in Malfoy's lap and she was on the bus. And the bus was moving. She looked up at Draco and immediately her head protested as did her stomach.
Draco glanced down at her. "Are you okay?" He whispered in the silence of the bus. "Yeah." She managed softly. "Where are we going?"
He smiled. "Pennsylvania." He answered.
She groaned and drifted back to sleep. He stared at her still form, the steady rhythm of her heart and the gentle rise and fall of her breasts. He knew he shouldn't, it was in his bargain, but somehow he had to. He leaned down and brushed a soft kiss over her mouth. She stirred as Draco reflected that he had just realized he had just found a loophole in their bargain.
The sun rose over the great roller coasters as the bus reached its destination. Hermione was jerked awake as Filch halted the bus with unnecessary resentment. Her head had stopped pounding slightly and her stomach was much better.
Draco grinned down at her. "Good morning, Brandy."
Hermione shot him a haughty look. "Ha ha very funny." Glowered Hermione.
The class wandered into the Hershey chocolate factory to take a guided tour. "This is the chocolate churner." Said the tour guide. "It mixes the chocolate, you can lean over this rail and take a closer look." The women instructed.
Ron fixed a smoldering gaze on Draco and decided to push him into the chocolate. He charged toward the blonde, but at that precise moment Draco moved around Hermione to ask the tour guide a question and Ron rammed into Hermione instead. Her fragile body toppled over the flimsy railing and into the chocolate
"Hermione!" Draco yelled. He didn't hesitate: he dove into the brown pool.
"My chocolate!" Cried the tour guide rushing to the railing.
Draco emerged from the dark ooze dragging a stunned and chocking Hermione. He grasped the handle of the railing with one hand while cradling Hermione in the other. He pulled both of them onto the landing over the swirling chocolate. He stood and helped Hermione to her feet.
He burned holes into Ron's blue eyes with his piercing silver. "Weasley you idiot, she could have drown!"
Ron's fury rose. "What do you care Malfoy! Hermione come here, I'll comfort you." Hermione didn't move.
Draco inserted his body between Ron and Hermione. Draco lowered his voice. "If you ever pull a stunt like that again I will crush every bone in your body. Hermione's grief would be a small price to pay to see your deceased form."
Ron's eyes widened. Hermione put a hand on Draco's shoulder and Draco relaxed slightly, giving Ron enough time to escape Malfoy's rage.
Meanwhile the tour guide was sobbing scooping some of the chocolate dripping from Hermione and Draco. "My chocolate! I'll be fired! It's my first day!"
Draco's eyes softened as he saw the poor women. He removed his wand from his robes and recited a spell to repair the damage while the tour guide's head was in her hands.
Snape then gestured his pupils to clear off. They followed him to the candy store where Ron bought ten chocolate frogs as a peace offering to Hermione. She accepted and every one made for the bus, again.
"I'm getting sick of this bus." Draco confided to Hermione, the only other person on the bus. He walked to the driver's seat and yanked out the rickety gearshift and casually tossed it out the window.
Hermione gasped. "Draco, you can't do that! Now we're stranded!"
He shrugged. "If I know Snape he'll come up with something a far more interesting version of transportation."
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