Disclaimer: I realized I forgot to slap one of these thingies on the last
chapter, but I don't own that either. Hehe, yeah, JK Rowling owns all the
characters and settings of the Harry Potter series, I don't, I only own
this plot.
Chapter 25- New Promises and Old Friends
Draco's POV
When I exited the bathroom on the morning of New Year's Eve after taking a hot shower, I heard the water turn on in Hermione's bathroom, and took the opportunity to get some food from the kitchens. She was finished when I returned, and I flashed her a grin before setting the tray down on my table and giving her a swift kiss on the cheek. She looked great in her faded blue jeans and dark maroon sweater, with her auburn locks laying gently upon her shoulders, and I almost couldn't believe that not even three months ago we had been sworn enemies.
"Good morning." Her smile was contagious, and I grinned again, noticing that she was wearing the earrings I gave her for Christmas. I sliced off half a bagel and spread strawberry cream cheese over it, and gave it to Hermione as she leaned to her other side and grabbed a chocolate donut to hand to me. We'd been spending a lot of time together over the past couple weeks, since most of her friends were gone and there weren't any classes to go to. We'd grown more easy-going about our relationship, and I couldn't imagine having to start hiding it again when the rest of the students came back to Hogwarts the next day.
"So," she began, as if reading my mind. "Everyone comes back tomorrow, and classes start the day after. It'll be strange to start classes again, after all this resting. And we'll have to start hiding again." She added the last part with just the smallest hint of sadness in her tone, but I caught it.
"Yeah," I sighed, settling back into the couch and putting my arm around her. "It's something I'm not looking forward to, but we have to do it." I looked into her eyes to make sure she understood what I was saying. "Do you get what would happen if people found out about us?" She nodded, averting her gaze to her lap where our fingers were intertwined. "I'm really sorry, Mione," I whispered. "I don't want to do it either, but we don't really have a choice."
She looked up and put on a smile. "I know, I understand, Draco. Don't worry about it."
"Okay. I don't want to hide any more than you do, but there's nothing I can do about it right now." It was now my turn to shift my eyes and study the carpet. "I just... I just don't know how to make people understand, you know? I don't see my father understanding anything like true love." With that last part I looked back up at her face, awaiting a response. The surprise was evident in Hermione's caramel eyes, but soon it changed to a different emotion. "I love you, Mione," I whispered, unable to look away. "I love you. And that's why, one day, I promise I'm going to try to fix this, and we won't have to hide anymore. Alright?"
"Okay," she breathed, smiling. I grinned back at her and pulled her into a warm embrace. "And Draco," she added. "I love you, too."
Hermione's POV
I looked up from my curled-up position in a chair in front of the Gryffindor fireplace when I heard the portrait open. I grinned as I saw Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Lavender walk in, and got up to welcome them back. When she saw me, Ginny immediately dropped her suitcase and unlaced her fingers from Harry's to hug me.
"Welcome back!" I exclaimed, and was greeted by three more hugs when Ginny backed off. I noticed that everyone seemed to have a lot of fun over Christmas, but Ron and Lavender couldn't seem to keep their hands away from each other.
'Well,' I thought, 'I guess if I was away from Draco for two weeks I'd be acting about the same way.'
I smiled at the thought of Draco, but got caught up in the excitement of getting everyone's suitcases up to their dorms, and soon I ended up sitting on Lavender's bed, talking to Ginny and helping her unload her trunk. Lavender was in the boys' dorm with Ron, and Harry was downstairs in the common room.
"So, you had fun?" The question was pointless since it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Ginny had a blast over Christmas. She couldn't stop smiling, and if anything it appeared that her and Harry's relationship had improved even more, if that was possible.
"Yeah," she grinned. "It was a blast." But she didn't say anything else, so I let it go and continued chatting about nothing in particular.
At the end of the night I was back in my room, sitting in my window in my pajamas and looking at the stars, when I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I called. I expected it was Draco, but I couldn't be sure.
I was proven correct when he walked through the door, also in his pajamas, and I smiled at him, trying not to stare. He was, as usual, wearing black silky pants with a tight black t-shirt showing off his muscles.
"What's up?" I asked as he strolled over to me and pushed my legs off the window, making room for himself to sit down.
"Oh, nothing," he said smoothly, leaning in closer until our noses were almost touching. "I just wanted a goodnight kiss." I felt the flutter of his breath on my skin, and smiled.
"Oh really," I mumbled, but was silenced by his lips on mine. His tongue slowly parted my lips, and our kiss deepened. I put my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair while his hand massaged the small of my back. We came up for breath just to come back again, and his mouth grew hot. I smoothed my hands up his firm stomach then returned to his hair. Eventually I pulled away, breathing deeply, my cheeks flushed, but smiling. "Goodnight, Draco."
He got up and walked to the bedroom door, opening it and stepping out of the room. "Night, Hermione," he whispered before closing the door softly.
A/N: I'm sorry it's been so long, I'm really stuck on this story, and I have no clue what to put. That's why this chapter's really lame, it's just to fill up space till I can think of something else to put. So hang with me, ok?
Chapter 25- New Promises and Old Friends
Draco's POV
When I exited the bathroom on the morning of New Year's Eve after taking a hot shower, I heard the water turn on in Hermione's bathroom, and took the opportunity to get some food from the kitchens. She was finished when I returned, and I flashed her a grin before setting the tray down on my table and giving her a swift kiss on the cheek. She looked great in her faded blue jeans and dark maroon sweater, with her auburn locks laying gently upon her shoulders, and I almost couldn't believe that not even three months ago we had been sworn enemies.
"Good morning." Her smile was contagious, and I grinned again, noticing that she was wearing the earrings I gave her for Christmas. I sliced off half a bagel and spread strawberry cream cheese over it, and gave it to Hermione as she leaned to her other side and grabbed a chocolate donut to hand to me. We'd been spending a lot of time together over the past couple weeks, since most of her friends were gone and there weren't any classes to go to. We'd grown more easy-going about our relationship, and I couldn't imagine having to start hiding it again when the rest of the students came back to Hogwarts the next day.
"So," she began, as if reading my mind. "Everyone comes back tomorrow, and classes start the day after. It'll be strange to start classes again, after all this resting. And we'll have to start hiding again." She added the last part with just the smallest hint of sadness in her tone, but I caught it.
"Yeah," I sighed, settling back into the couch and putting my arm around her. "It's something I'm not looking forward to, but we have to do it." I looked into her eyes to make sure she understood what I was saying. "Do you get what would happen if people found out about us?" She nodded, averting her gaze to her lap where our fingers were intertwined. "I'm really sorry, Mione," I whispered. "I don't want to do it either, but we don't really have a choice."
She looked up and put on a smile. "I know, I understand, Draco. Don't worry about it."
"Okay. I don't want to hide any more than you do, but there's nothing I can do about it right now." It was now my turn to shift my eyes and study the carpet. "I just... I just don't know how to make people understand, you know? I don't see my father understanding anything like true love." With that last part I looked back up at her face, awaiting a response. The surprise was evident in Hermione's caramel eyes, but soon it changed to a different emotion. "I love you, Mione," I whispered, unable to look away. "I love you. And that's why, one day, I promise I'm going to try to fix this, and we won't have to hide anymore. Alright?"
"Okay," she breathed, smiling. I grinned back at her and pulled her into a warm embrace. "And Draco," she added. "I love you, too."
Hermione's POV
I looked up from my curled-up position in a chair in front of the Gryffindor fireplace when I heard the portrait open. I grinned as I saw Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Lavender walk in, and got up to welcome them back. When she saw me, Ginny immediately dropped her suitcase and unlaced her fingers from Harry's to hug me.
"Welcome back!" I exclaimed, and was greeted by three more hugs when Ginny backed off. I noticed that everyone seemed to have a lot of fun over Christmas, but Ron and Lavender couldn't seem to keep their hands away from each other.
'Well,' I thought, 'I guess if I was away from Draco for two weeks I'd be acting about the same way.'
I smiled at the thought of Draco, but got caught up in the excitement of getting everyone's suitcases up to their dorms, and soon I ended up sitting on Lavender's bed, talking to Ginny and helping her unload her trunk. Lavender was in the boys' dorm with Ron, and Harry was downstairs in the common room.
"So, you had fun?" The question was pointless since it was obvious to anyone with eyes that Ginny had a blast over Christmas. She couldn't stop smiling, and if anything it appeared that her and Harry's relationship had improved even more, if that was possible.
"Yeah," she grinned. "It was a blast." But she didn't say anything else, so I let it go and continued chatting about nothing in particular.
At the end of the night I was back in my room, sitting in my window in my pajamas and looking at the stars, when I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I called. I expected it was Draco, but I couldn't be sure.
I was proven correct when he walked through the door, also in his pajamas, and I smiled at him, trying not to stare. He was, as usual, wearing black silky pants with a tight black t-shirt showing off his muscles.
"What's up?" I asked as he strolled over to me and pushed my legs off the window, making room for himself to sit down.
"Oh, nothing," he said smoothly, leaning in closer until our noses were almost touching. "I just wanted a goodnight kiss." I felt the flutter of his breath on my skin, and smiled.
"Oh really," I mumbled, but was silenced by his lips on mine. His tongue slowly parted my lips, and our kiss deepened. I put my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair while his hand massaged the small of my back. We came up for breath just to come back again, and his mouth grew hot. I smoothed my hands up his firm stomach then returned to his hair. Eventually I pulled away, breathing deeply, my cheeks flushed, but smiling. "Goodnight, Draco."
He got up and walked to the bedroom door, opening it and stepping out of the room. "Night, Hermione," he whispered before closing the door softly.
A/N: I'm sorry it's been so long, I'm really stuck on this story, and I have no clue what to put. That's why this chapter's really lame, it's just to fill up space till I can think of something else to put. So hang with me, ok?