Chapter 6 : Couples?
Harry walked side by side with Ginny as they were on their way to Hogsmeade.
"So … Harry, anything new? Anything you'd like to tell me?" Ginny asked, hoping he'd take that as a hint to tell her what he wanted to say. He got it, but didn't play along.
"Um, nothings new, other than the fact about Ron thinks Hermione is with Mal- nevermind." Harry blushed as he realized what he was going to tell her.
"Yes?" Ginny turned to him and gave him a puppy face, anticipating him tell her.
"He thinks she's with Malfoy." Harry finally admitted.
Perfect.
They made their way to Zonokos, where Harry bought Ginny some hair color changing gummy worms. She immediately took a blue one (her favorite color), at it, and laughed as she watched her hair color change. Harry reluctantly took a purple one and looked horrified when his hair changed to purple. Then they went to Honeydukes and bought candy galore. After a while they decided to go to The Three Broomsticks and have a butterbeer.
"So …" Harry said out loud, trying to think of a conversation.
(I want to tell her so bad … but I don't think she likes me, at least not like that. I mean, she's so beautiful and perfect … I'd probably have more luck with Dudley.)
Ginny immediately burst out laughing at Harry's last comment, which he hadn't said out loud, then abruptly stopped as she noticed Harry's face.
"What's so funn-" Harry began but was cut off by Ginny's voice.
"I can read minds Harry." She stated nonchalantly. Harry's eyes widened, his jaw dropped, and his face went scarlet red. She giggled at his reaction.
"So you mean, you could hear everything I was just thinking?" Harry asked sounding horrified. Ginny nodded furiously.
"Oh Gods this is so embarrassing, now you know about -" Harry began but was cut off by Ginny's lips on his own. He gave in without reluctance and began kissing her back. She pulled away and his face fell, thinking she didn't really like him, or he did something wrong.
"You want to finish this at school?" Ginny asked playfully. He nodded rapidly and she kissed him again, then they made their way back to the castle for some real fun.
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Hermione was on her way to the library for some extra studying for a test that was more than 2 weeks away, when as she was walking to her destination, someone came into view. They were walking towards her and she squinted to see who it was. Then she knew who it was. Blonde hair, well built, cool gray eyes, 6'1". Draco Malfoy.
He walked towards her but did not collide. As they walked past each other they exchanged a glance that sent shivers through both of them. They both noticed it and turned back around to look at the other. Hermione reluctantly walked into the library and walked straight to the Muggle Book Section.
Lovely Days … Love Triangles … Love Amongst Celebrities … Love as We Know It! Got it!
Hermione pulled out 'Love as We Know It' and checked it out. She raced back to her room and began reading. She checked the table of contents and found the section 'Signs of Love … page 79' She immediately flipped to the page and began reading all of the 'signs'.
1.) You're heart race goes crazy.
2.) You feel totally comfortable with him.
3.) You hate when people say mean things about him.
4.) If he's kissed you, everything in the world goes away and all you can think about is him.
5.) You're thinking about that certain guy you want to know if you love at this very moment.
Hermione slammed the book closed, sat straight up in bed, and said out loud to her self:
"My Gods … I'm in love with Draco Malfoy!"
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"Hey Mione … aren't we suppose to be having a Yule Ball this year?" Harry asked stupidly.
"Well we were going to have one, but we decide to go to the Sing Off instead. The 'Yule Ball' will be held for 3RD years and below. Get it now?" Hermione asked sounding annoyed.
"Oh. Yeah, I got it." Harry answered then intertwined his fingers with Ginny's.
Hermione groaned. She wished she had a significant other like that … someone to cuddle with at night … someone to kiss whenever she wanted … someone to love … someone like Draco.
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Hermione looked at her calendar and noticed only 2 weeks until the Sing Off.
Oh my Gods! Christmas! I have to go to Hogsmeade this weekend. I wasn't going to go, but I guess now that I realized its Christmas, I'm going to have to.
Hermione raced down to the prefects common room, only to find Draco sitting there, reading a book.
"Hullo." Hermione greeted him, then walked over to grab a quill and a piece of parchment.
She began writing down gifts for Christmas. So far she had 'Snitch – Harry', 'Wizards Chess – Ron', 'Wizard Make-up Book – Ginny', '_________-Draco.' She had no clue what to get him for Christmas.
"What're you up to?" Draco asked looking up from his book. Hermione gave him a toothy grin.
"Christmas list." Hermione answered simply, but still smiling happily.
"Hm, that reminds me, I have to pick up your gift." He stated slyly. Hermione put down her quill and parchment and scurried over to Draco.
"Oo! Give me a hint! What is it Draco? Hm? What'd you get me?" Hermione asked sounding like a 5 year old.
"You'll have to wait for Christmas." He teased her. She frowned at him.
"So, what'd you get me?" Draco asked, with the same, whiny, 5 year old tone.
"What makes you think I'm getting you anything?" Hermione snapped at him, but couldn't hold back the smile playing on her lips. "You'll just have to wait for Christmas." She said, trying to imitate Draco's voice, but failing miserably, and throwing herself into a fit of giggles.
Wait. Why am I being nice to him, I mean, gees, he called me a mudblood. Whatever, I'm leaving.
"Or maybe I just won't get you anything you git!" Hermione spat abruptly. Draco looked as shocked as ever. Hermione sat up and began taking long strides towards the portrait.
"Mione! Mione! What's going on?" Draco called after her. Hermione made sure to cover up her muffled cries.
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Draco continuously tried talking to Hermione but she made an excuse to leave before he could confront her.
Soon enough, everyone had finished their Christmas shopping and it was Christmas Eve.
Hermione slipped downstairs to the monstrous prefects Christmas tree. She pulled out the presents she had bought for Hannah, Terry, and … Draco. Yes, she'd gotten him a gift.
She ran back to the 3 other 6TH years and woke them up by jumping up and down on each of their beds and screaming "Santa was here!" over and over and over again, until all of the prefects were up and in the common room.
"Who wants to pass the presents out?" Hermione squealed with excitement.
"Oh, Hermione, you'd better do it." All of them answered in a tedious voice. She sighed at their answer.
"If you insist." And immediately began ransacking all of the presents to figure out who's was who's.
By the time everyone had opened all but one present, Hannah had a book on make-up spells, a set of beauty supplies, and a gift card to Hogsmeade. Terry had received his very own Quaffle, a broom polishing kit, and a quill that took notes for him. Draco had received a broom polishing kit as well, a book of rare potions, and a new pillow that had the Slytherin symbol on it. Hermione had received a book on spells for teenage girls, a gift card to Hogsmeade, and a new quilt, since it was obvious her old one was old and tattered.
Finally, Hermione gave everyone her present to them. Hannah gasped at her present, which was a brand new dress robe. It was blue with butter yellow rhinestones all over it. Terry had received a brand new broom, called the Tortoise500. Draco was surprised at what she had gotten him. It was a type of pendant. Draco couldn't figure out what the 'animal' was. But when he put it on, it began changing colors.
Hannah and Terry thanked everyone for the presents and muttered 'um, we're going back to bed.' But they both walked towards Terry's room, no doubt to snog.
"So, what is this, er, animal? Draco turned to Hermione and asked.
"They call it a Draleo, a cross between a dragon and a lion. I thought it was somewhat well, appropriate, what with our friendship and all." She answered him slowly and unsurely.
I thought she was mad at me! Maybe not, oh well, either way, I guess she's not anymore.
"Cool, um, not to change the subject or anything, but that night at the library, did you mean what you said?" Hermione groaned when he mentioned this. She had hoped he had forgotten, but alas, he hadn't.
"Why?" She looked at the floor.
If you just say something along the lines of 'I just wanted to make your life hell because you're a mudblood', everything will be normal and good.
"Because, even if you don't love me, I just wanted to tell you - " he began but was cut off by a furious pounding on the door and Harry and Ginny's excited voices.
"Happy Christmas Mione! Would you let us in?" They were yelling.
That went … well.
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Harry, Ginny, and Hermione sat laughing about past Christmas's they had spent together and all of the little things they had gotten, when Ron came stumbling down the steps.
"Hey mudblood." He nodded at her.
Harry and Ginny both dropped their glasses of water on the floor as they stared open mouthed at Ron.
"Hey, the git's finally gotten up, just in time to eat too!" She spat at him but then gave an innocent smile. His face grew red with anger.
"You'll pay for that wench." He snapped. She just waved him off as he trudged out of the portrait.
"What in bloody hell happened?" Harry asked, sounding nervous.
"Oh, he told me to come to the library the other night at 12, because the night before I was kissing him and said 'Draco', so he decided to beat the tar out of me. Arefacio." She pointed her wand at the carpet and the water was gone. She had said all this completely calmly and like this was an everyday thing.
"Oh. My. Gods. I am kicking his stupid arse next time I see that prat." Ginny screamed.
"Whatever you say Gin, you guys want some breakfast?" Hermione asked them.
"Sure." They answered her quietly, but they were both still peeved about what Ron had done. Harry swore to himself that he would beat him up if was the last thing he did.
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I can't believe I almost told her how I felt. Thank Gods for Potter and Weasley. I can't believe I just thanked them (well in my head at least) but hey, if it wasn't for them, I would have blurted everything out, and she would have slapped me! She doesn't like me anymore, well she doesn't LOVE me anymore at least. Bloody hell, I am such a git.**************************************************************************************************************
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P.S. The part about Myrtle is just kind of to show that Draco is like his Father, but has more of a heart. Just a little thing for fun.