Ch.3
Hermione woke up to the sunrise. She stretched, and looked at the clock. 6 AM, she thought as she slowly got out of bed. Ah, to be back in the Gryffindor tower, in her old room. She missed it over the summer. She quickly showered and went down to the common room to read before breakfast. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw that Harry was already down there, poking the fire in the fireplace, the wood crackling. 'Come down, I wont bite, Granger,' Harry said as he motioned with his hand for her to come.
Hermione walked down to where Harry was. She watched the glow of the fire dance on his face, she watched how expressionless his face was while watching the fire.
'Harry, I need to talk to you. Let's just put all of our personal-'
'Shit! I needed to do that over the summer project for DADA,' Harry cut her off.
'Harry, please, just listen to me,' she said as she sat down next to him on the couch.
'No you listen,' Harry grabbed her arms tightly and Hermione cried out.
'What went on during my summer is no concern of yours, so just leave me alone, you little fucking whore,' Harry released Hermione. All she could do was look at him; she was in a state of total shock. How could he do this to her, let alone that they dated for 2 years. She was his sun, he was her earth. Was being the key word there. She slowly got up and backed away.
'Dont act like you didnt see it coming. You knew all along. I could see it in your eyes, Granger,' Harry said with a menacing smile, still looking at the fire.
'Harry, you need help,' Hermione forced out with only a small mumble. She ran out of the common room, not realizing that it was still very early.
She ran to the library, her favorite place in the whole school. No one was there yet, so she found herself a table and sat down, and instantly started balling her eyes out. To think, I actually thought I loved him, Hermione thought. She started shaking again.
Hermione felt a soft but substantial hand glide across her back, comforting her. She was startled, but she didnt jump.
'There, there Hermione, everythings going to be alright,' a familiar voice said, but she couldnt place it. She looked up, into the very eyes of Draco Malfoy. No wonder she couldnt place the voice; since she had only heard him shout insults and such.
'Malfoy? Is that really you?' Hermione had to struggle to see, since it was still quite dark in the library. But what she could see she liked. Draco has changed, very much since last year. Quidditch has done his body well, she thought. She kept thinking about how unbelievably beautiful his face was. The whole Draco was just hot.
'Of course its me, silly,' Draco said playfully. He had his green Slytherin nightrobe still on, and the silver/green accented him wonderfully. He sat next to her, and moved the hair out of her face.
'Draco, why arent you calling me something as rotten as Mudblood, or something?' Hermione asked, because she was clearly confused.
"Well, I realized this summer when I was alone at my home that calling such a wonderful person as yourself Mudblood isnt right, and that was possibly why I was home alone. I have done nothing in my life but be cruel to those who I dont wish to hurt out of instinct but now I cant do that anymore,' he smiled at her.
'Wow, Draco, that is kind of a major change for you,' she laughed lightly as she brushed the tears from her cheeks.
'I know, but would you like to talk about what happened with you and Potter?' Draco asked with sincerity.
'Well, as you probably know, we were dating for almost two years. Everything seemed fine, but last year right before summer, Harry promised me that hed write me at least every few days, if not each one. But I got no letters from him at all, just ones from Ron and other friends. I thought Harry and I were working our way up to love, Draco. We have shared some passionate times, and I will admit that. Its not what you are probably thinking, but yes, we almost had sex right before summer break, but it got interrupted for some reason. I know now, that if we had done that, I would have regretted it,' Hermione said, looking into Draco's beautiful gray-blue eyes. 'But how did you know it was Harry who made me sad,' Hermione asked.
'I was in the train compartment next to you, and I heard everything. I heard you crying, but I thought you wouldnt have wanted me of all people there to comfort you,' Draco said, taking Hermione's hand.
'Oh Draco-' Hermione couldnt speak anymore. They started into each others eyes, blue and cinnamon, intertwined, making one. Draco caressed Hermione's face gently, and she closed her eyes. Draco leaned in and gave Hermione the most pleasureful and passionate kiss she had ever experienced. It was only a light kiss, but it meant so much more to her than any of Harry's kisses had. meant.
'Malfoy! Get away from my girlfriend, you slimy sleeze!' Harry shouted as Draco and Hermione pulled away, startled by Harry's appearance there suddenly in the library.
Oooh tell me how you like/hate it!! R/R!!
Hermione woke up to the sunrise. She stretched, and looked at the clock. 6 AM, she thought as she slowly got out of bed. Ah, to be back in the Gryffindor tower, in her old room. She missed it over the summer. She quickly showered and went down to the common room to read before breakfast. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw that Harry was already down there, poking the fire in the fireplace, the wood crackling. 'Come down, I wont bite, Granger,' Harry said as he motioned with his hand for her to come.
Hermione walked down to where Harry was. She watched the glow of the fire dance on his face, she watched how expressionless his face was while watching the fire.
'Harry, I need to talk to you. Let's just put all of our personal-'
'Shit! I needed to do that over the summer project for DADA,' Harry cut her off.
'Harry, please, just listen to me,' she said as she sat down next to him on the couch.
'No you listen,' Harry grabbed her arms tightly and Hermione cried out.
'What went on during my summer is no concern of yours, so just leave me alone, you little fucking whore,' Harry released Hermione. All she could do was look at him; she was in a state of total shock. How could he do this to her, let alone that they dated for 2 years. She was his sun, he was her earth. Was being the key word there. She slowly got up and backed away.
'Dont act like you didnt see it coming. You knew all along. I could see it in your eyes, Granger,' Harry said with a menacing smile, still looking at the fire.
'Harry, you need help,' Hermione forced out with only a small mumble. She ran out of the common room, not realizing that it was still very early.
She ran to the library, her favorite place in the whole school. No one was there yet, so she found herself a table and sat down, and instantly started balling her eyes out. To think, I actually thought I loved him, Hermione thought. She started shaking again.
Hermione felt a soft but substantial hand glide across her back, comforting her. She was startled, but she didnt jump.
'There, there Hermione, everythings going to be alright,' a familiar voice said, but she couldnt place it. She looked up, into the very eyes of Draco Malfoy. No wonder she couldnt place the voice; since she had only heard him shout insults and such.
'Malfoy? Is that really you?' Hermione had to struggle to see, since it was still quite dark in the library. But what she could see she liked. Draco has changed, very much since last year. Quidditch has done his body well, she thought. She kept thinking about how unbelievably beautiful his face was. The whole Draco was just hot.
'Of course its me, silly,' Draco said playfully. He had his green Slytherin nightrobe still on, and the silver/green accented him wonderfully. He sat next to her, and moved the hair out of her face.
'Draco, why arent you calling me something as rotten as Mudblood, or something?' Hermione asked, because she was clearly confused.
"Well, I realized this summer when I was alone at my home that calling such a wonderful person as yourself Mudblood isnt right, and that was possibly why I was home alone. I have done nothing in my life but be cruel to those who I dont wish to hurt out of instinct but now I cant do that anymore,' he smiled at her.
'Wow, Draco, that is kind of a major change for you,' she laughed lightly as she brushed the tears from her cheeks.
'I know, but would you like to talk about what happened with you and Potter?' Draco asked with sincerity.
'Well, as you probably know, we were dating for almost two years. Everything seemed fine, but last year right before summer, Harry promised me that hed write me at least every few days, if not each one. But I got no letters from him at all, just ones from Ron and other friends. I thought Harry and I were working our way up to love, Draco. We have shared some passionate times, and I will admit that. Its not what you are probably thinking, but yes, we almost had sex right before summer break, but it got interrupted for some reason. I know now, that if we had done that, I would have regretted it,' Hermione said, looking into Draco's beautiful gray-blue eyes. 'But how did you know it was Harry who made me sad,' Hermione asked.
'I was in the train compartment next to you, and I heard everything. I heard you crying, but I thought you wouldnt have wanted me of all people there to comfort you,' Draco said, taking Hermione's hand.
'Oh Draco-' Hermione couldnt speak anymore. They started into each others eyes, blue and cinnamon, intertwined, making one. Draco caressed Hermione's face gently, and she closed her eyes. Draco leaned in and gave Hermione the most pleasureful and passionate kiss she had ever experienced. It was only a light kiss, but it meant so much more to her than any of Harry's kisses had. meant.
'Malfoy! Get away from my girlfriend, you slimy sleeze!' Harry shouted as Draco and Hermione pulled away, startled by Harry's appearance there suddenly in the library.
Oooh tell me how you like/hate it!! R/R!!