Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, they all belong to JK Rowling, but I own the story!
A/N: I'm shoooooo sorry i haven't updated in a week! I've been really busy with projects and tests being thrown at me from every class!! argh *grumbles* and also with the bomb threat our school had just the other day *stupid people*. Ne wayz, thanks to everyone who reviewed! I absolutely LOVE getting reviews! And I kno that most of you hate Hermione right now (seeing as she's resisting Draco), but just continue to read on! And don't forget to review!!!! Here's another long chapter! And the more reviews I get, the faster I put up the next chapter! Tell all your friends to read it!!! That way more chapters will be put up!!!
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Back in her room, she walked over to her mirror and looked at herself. Her headache was completely cured, Malfoy's potion really worked. With her fingertips, she gently touched her lips.
"What's going on?" She muttered to herself. Her heart was still beating fast, and she took in deep breaths to try and calm herself down. She flipped off the lights, and lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling above. She feel asleep, but not before picturing Draco's face first.
The next day passed quickly and she did a lot to try and avoid him, and he seemed to have gotten the message. Although by the weekend, he personally waited at the Gryffindor tower for her to come out. Harry and Ron had left earlier to head over to Hogsmeade before Malfoy arrived, and as Hermione exited, a look of shock appeared on her face.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, looking around to see if anyone was there.
"I need to talk to you," he said in a flat tone. She followed him outside to a large oak tree near the lake. He sat down, and she sat next to him.
"Listen Hermione," he turned to look at her, "About the other day."
She looked down at the grass and avoided his glance.
"If I did anything to offend you, I'm-" he paused, "I'm sorry. I was just- I don't know."
They sat there for awhile in silence.
"Draco," she whispered. He looked at her, hearing for the first time, his first name escape from her lips. She sighed loudly.
"It didn't offend me, it's just that-," it was Hermione's time to pause.
"It's just what?" He asked, his palms becoming sweaty.
"It just felt-" she looked into his warm silver eyes. A single strand of his platinum blonde hair hung near his eyes. Delicately she pushed it back, then ran her hand down his cheek. She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence, as Draco cupped her face in his hand and brought her closer. This time, she let him kiss her. She had never imagined kissing him of all people, but for some odd reason, it felt right. Draco was the first to pull away. He couldn't believe that she let him kiss her. Her hazel eyes sparkled in the sun. Neither of them spoke a word.
"I have to go," Hermione whispered. She was getting up, when Draco pulled her back and kissed her again, this time with more passion.
"Stay," he murmured into her ear.
"I can't Draco," she whispered. She looked into his eyes then got up and left.
Back in the castle, she sat with Lavender and Parvati in the Great Hall. She listened to them talk about hair and make-up and the lastest fashion. She tuned out, when Draco entered and walked over to the Slytherin table.
"Oh, he's so gorgeous," Lavender sighed.
"Mm-hm," Parvati agreed, "Don't you think Hermione?"
Hermione snapped out of her trance, "Huh?"
"Draco, don't you think he's hot?" Lavender didn't even take her eyes off of him. Hermione didn't know how to answer. Since last year, after Draco had somehow grew taller, and more muscular, he's had a fan club of girls from every house, drooling whenever he walked by. Hermione didn't answer, but got up and told her friends that she was heading to the library. They just continued to stare at Draco and giggle uncontrollably.
Once at the library, Hermione was finally able to have some time alone just for herself. She didn't know what to do, whether to work more on her lines, or whether to just grab a nice book and read. She decided to go for the latter and roamed the large room for a good novel. She was intrugied by a novel by a muggle writer, which was about adventure in an unknown island. For another hour she was lost in the wilderness of the novel, that she didn't even realize a tall, dark shadow looming over her.
"Hermione," the voice said, sending Hermione jumping in shock. With wide eyes, she looked up to see one of her best friends.
"Oh for Merlin's sake Ron!" She cried, nearly falling off the couch, "Don't do that!"
He grinned,"I tend to have that affect on girls like yourself!...I mean that girls tend to fall to my feet when I wake by!"
Hermione giggled and got up to hug her friend.
"Where's Harry?" She asked.
"Down in the Gryffindor tower, we were looking for you, thought I might find you here," he responded. Together they headed to their "home", where Harry was sitting in the common room, with an open textbook in front of him.
"Harry?! A textbook?! On a SATURDAY?!" Hermione mocked her amazement. Harry laughed as he flipped the book shut and made some room on the couch for his friends.
"So why, pray tell, would Harry Potter be doing his homework on a Saturday?" She asked.
"Well, it so happens that I want to finish my homework, so that Ron and I could work on our lines with you later on," Harry explained.
"Good thinking," Hermione nodded her head, then she turned and to look at Ron,"So, Ron, have you finished your homework?"
Ron just grinned,"Nope!"
Hermione sighed, "Figures. Okay then, let's get started!"
Up in Ron's bedroom, the three practised the first few scenes of the play, without a script.
' It's so much easier to work with them, then with Draco,' she thought as she was getting ready for bed after their practice. It was late, almost midnight, and Hermione left Ron and Harry, who both wanted to head down to the kitchen to grab some food and to visit Dobby.
Monday came and went quickly, and soon Tuesday arrived. For this practice the two directors where going to work together with the full cast and try to add more actions to more scenes. The costume and set crew worked alone under the direction of Dean Thomas and Vincent Crabbe.
"No no Ms Granger, you're doing it all wrong!" Snape bellowed from his director seat next to McGonagall. Hermione threw her hands in the air in frustration. This was the seventh time that they were doing this scene, because Snape was convinced that it was all wrong.
"Severus, there is absolutely nothing wrong with Ms Grangers interrpretations of this scene," McGonagall whispered, so that the students could not hear. Snape sighed loudly enough for everyone to hear.
"Okay, fine, but if we don't win the most points, then don't come to me and complain," he shoot McGonagall a look. She remained calm and resumed her job as director. The cast worked for hours to try and prefect their actions. After the two directors where satisfied with the first act, the cast sat down in a circle and began to read the next act. As Draco read his lines, he glanced up and looked at Hermione every now and then. She returned his eye contact and even threw him a smile. Suprisingly a smile creep from the left side of his smile as he continued to read his lines.
"Father, please tell the girls to find other partners, while I dance with her," Draco read, examining Hermione.
"As you wish my son," Ron read.
"May I have this dance?" Draco asked. McGonagall clapped her hands loudly.
"That was brilliant! Wonderful! Now! Actions!" She said happily. The cast stood up, and with scripts in hand, they started to add to their reading.
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Ok! You got your chapter! Now don't forget to review!!! I'm not going to put up the next chapter until I get about 60 reviews!!! So keep the reviews coming!!! =]
-Baby T
A/N: I'm shoooooo sorry i haven't updated in a week! I've been really busy with projects and tests being thrown at me from every class!! argh *grumbles* and also with the bomb threat our school had just the other day *stupid people*. Ne wayz, thanks to everyone who reviewed! I absolutely LOVE getting reviews! And I kno that most of you hate Hermione right now (seeing as she's resisting Draco), but just continue to read on! And don't forget to review!!!! Here's another long chapter! And the more reviews I get, the faster I put up the next chapter! Tell all your friends to read it!!! That way more chapters will be put up!!!
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Back in her room, she walked over to her mirror and looked at herself. Her headache was completely cured, Malfoy's potion really worked. With her fingertips, she gently touched her lips.
"What's going on?" She muttered to herself. Her heart was still beating fast, and she took in deep breaths to try and calm herself down. She flipped off the lights, and lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling above. She feel asleep, but not before picturing Draco's face first.
The next day passed quickly and she did a lot to try and avoid him, and he seemed to have gotten the message. Although by the weekend, he personally waited at the Gryffindor tower for her to come out. Harry and Ron had left earlier to head over to Hogsmeade before Malfoy arrived, and as Hermione exited, a look of shock appeared on her face.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, looking around to see if anyone was there.
"I need to talk to you," he said in a flat tone. She followed him outside to a large oak tree near the lake. He sat down, and she sat next to him.
"Listen Hermione," he turned to look at her, "About the other day."
She looked down at the grass and avoided his glance.
"If I did anything to offend you, I'm-" he paused, "I'm sorry. I was just- I don't know."
They sat there for awhile in silence.
"Draco," she whispered. He looked at her, hearing for the first time, his first name escape from her lips. She sighed loudly.
"It didn't offend me, it's just that-," it was Hermione's time to pause.
"It's just what?" He asked, his palms becoming sweaty.
"It just felt-" she looked into his warm silver eyes. A single strand of his platinum blonde hair hung near his eyes. Delicately she pushed it back, then ran her hand down his cheek. She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence, as Draco cupped her face in his hand and brought her closer. This time, she let him kiss her. She had never imagined kissing him of all people, but for some odd reason, it felt right. Draco was the first to pull away. He couldn't believe that she let him kiss her. Her hazel eyes sparkled in the sun. Neither of them spoke a word.
"I have to go," Hermione whispered. She was getting up, when Draco pulled her back and kissed her again, this time with more passion.
"Stay," he murmured into her ear.
"I can't Draco," she whispered. She looked into his eyes then got up and left.
Back in the castle, she sat with Lavender and Parvati in the Great Hall. She listened to them talk about hair and make-up and the lastest fashion. She tuned out, when Draco entered and walked over to the Slytherin table.
"Oh, he's so gorgeous," Lavender sighed.
"Mm-hm," Parvati agreed, "Don't you think Hermione?"
Hermione snapped out of her trance, "Huh?"
"Draco, don't you think he's hot?" Lavender didn't even take her eyes off of him. Hermione didn't know how to answer. Since last year, after Draco had somehow grew taller, and more muscular, he's had a fan club of girls from every house, drooling whenever he walked by. Hermione didn't answer, but got up and told her friends that she was heading to the library. They just continued to stare at Draco and giggle uncontrollably.
Once at the library, Hermione was finally able to have some time alone just for herself. She didn't know what to do, whether to work more on her lines, or whether to just grab a nice book and read. She decided to go for the latter and roamed the large room for a good novel. She was intrugied by a novel by a muggle writer, which was about adventure in an unknown island. For another hour she was lost in the wilderness of the novel, that she didn't even realize a tall, dark shadow looming over her.
"Hermione," the voice said, sending Hermione jumping in shock. With wide eyes, she looked up to see one of her best friends.
"Oh for Merlin's sake Ron!" She cried, nearly falling off the couch, "Don't do that!"
He grinned,"I tend to have that affect on girls like yourself!...I mean that girls tend to fall to my feet when I wake by!"
Hermione giggled and got up to hug her friend.
"Where's Harry?" She asked.
"Down in the Gryffindor tower, we were looking for you, thought I might find you here," he responded. Together they headed to their "home", where Harry was sitting in the common room, with an open textbook in front of him.
"Harry?! A textbook?! On a SATURDAY?!" Hermione mocked her amazement. Harry laughed as he flipped the book shut and made some room on the couch for his friends.
"So why, pray tell, would Harry Potter be doing his homework on a Saturday?" She asked.
"Well, it so happens that I want to finish my homework, so that Ron and I could work on our lines with you later on," Harry explained.
"Good thinking," Hermione nodded her head, then she turned and to look at Ron,"So, Ron, have you finished your homework?"
Ron just grinned,"Nope!"
Hermione sighed, "Figures. Okay then, let's get started!"
Up in Ron's bedroom, the three practised the first few scenes of the play, without a script.
' It's so much easier to work with them, then with Draco,' she thought as she was getting ready for bed after their practice. It was late, almost midnight, and Hermione left Ron and Harry, who both wanted to head down to the kitchen to grab some food and to visit Dobby.
Monday came and went quickly, and soon Tuesday arrived. For this practice the two directors where going to work together with the full cast and try to add more actions to more scenes. The costume and set crew worked alone under the direction of Dean Thomas and Vincent Crabbe.
"No no Ms Granger, you're doing it all wrong!" Snape bellowed from his director seat next to McGonagall. Hermione threw her hands in the air in frustration. This was the seventh time that they were doing this scene, because Snape was convinced that it was all wrong.
"Severus, there is absolutely nothing wrong with Ms Grangers interrpretations of this scene," McGonagall whispered, so that the students could not hear. Snape sighed loudly enough for everyone to hear.
"Okay, fine, but if we don't win the most points, then don't come to me and complain," he shoot McGonagall a look. She remained calm and resumed her job as director. The cast worked for hours to try and prefect their actions. After the two directors where satisfied with the first act, the cast sat down in a circle and began to read the next act. As Draco read his lines, he glanced up and looked at Hermione every now and then. She returned his eye contact and even threw him a smile. Suprisingly a smile creep from the left side of his smile as he continued to read his lines.
"Father, please tell the girls to find other partners, while I dance with her," Draco read, examining Hermione.
"As you wish my son," Ron read.
"May I have this dance?" Draco asked. McGonagall clapped her hands loudly.
"That was brilliant! Wonderful! Now! Actions!" She said happily. The cast stood up, and with scripts in hand, they started to add to their reading.
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Ok! You got your chapter! Now don't forget to review!!! I'm not going to put up the next chapter until I get about 60 reviews!!! So keep the reviews coming!!! =]
-Baby T