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Hermione awoke to the sound of Draco opening the door. It was about 8 at night. She was startled by him, and for a second she thought it might be Harry. She let out a little sqeak.
'Shhh its only me love,' Draco said, a grin on his beautiful face. He went over to the bed, sat next to Hermione, and took her hands.
'How are we feeling?' He whispered, his hand smoothing her hair.
'Ive been asleep the whole day, havent I?' she asked, rubbing her eyes
'Hmm I think so. I brought you something to eat, its from Dumbledore. He was going to have me give you chicken, but I remembered how your a lacto-vegetarian, so I thought fruit and veggies and pasta would do you good,' Draco said, taking out a small paper bag.
'Oh, Draco, thank you so much!' Hermione jumped up and hugged Draco tightly. He almost fell back, but he laughed and hugged her. He started kissing her neck, and she held him tighter.
'I love you,' Draco whispered into her ear, and then he looked into her eyes. Steel-blue clashed with Cinnamon. Draco could not hold in his passion any longer. He kissed Hermione hard, but soft, and she responded by deepening the kiss. She placed her hands on his chest and he pulled her close to him.
'No, your still weak,' Draco held back, and it took every last bit of his self control to do so.
Hermione made a dissapointed face, and nodded. 'I guess your right, Draco,' she looked at the bag of food. She grabbed for it, and started taking things out of it.
'Hungry?' Draco laughed lightly. Hermione nodded as she started shoving salad into her mouth followed by fetuccine alfredo. Draco walked over to his desk, and started to do his homework, leaving the eating Hermione on the bed with her food.
'Its going to be my 16th birthday very soon, Hermione,' Draco said, not looking up from his homework.
Hermione stopped chewing. 'Really? Whats the date?' she asked, swallowing her food.
'Its November 13,' Draco said, still not looking up.
'Oh, I never knew that. So your a Scorpio,' Hermione stated.
'I dont go by that Astrology garbage, Hermione. Whens your birthday?' he asked, taking something out from a drawer in his desk. Hermione frowned at his rude remark about Astrology; she has always enjoyed reading her horoscope and things like that.
'September 7,' Hermione said glumly. She was a Virgo, a typical Virgo. She was organized, sensitive, creative, intelligent, and hardworking. She noted that Draco was a typical Scorpio; he was very intense, and he had a temper. Even the new Draco had a temper.
He looked up at Hermione, and saw that she was still pouting.
'Im sorry, Hermione. I didnt mean to be rude-Im just not in the best mood right now. All thats going on with Harry was really made me furious,' Draco got up and sat next to Hermione on the bed. 'Your so beautiful,' He said, kissing her cheek, and then moving down to her lips. She smiled at him.
'I know, Draco. Were all edgy, and we have good reason to be. I love you,' Hermione said, holding Draco. He smiled to himself, but this smile was different. This smile looked evil, and like a smile of the old Draco.
*******
Days passed, and Hermione was well enough soon to go back to classes in about a day. Harry didnt even shoot Hermione a glance. Draco and Hermione were still dating, and both seemed very happy. Finally, it came the day of Draco's 16th birthday. Hermione awoke that Saturday morning, and stretched her arms. She had been planning to give Draco something hed never forget. This was a special day. She took an extra long time to make herself look as perfect as she could. She chose a red short sleevless dress with black beading to wear under her robe, with black fishnet tights. You couldnt see what she was wearing because her robe was in the way. She wanted to keep her outfit a secret anyway until later that night. She put on her black combat boots, and she started to walk to breakfast. She hurried out of Gryffindor; she was still scared of Harry. But he was no where in sight. She found Ron in the common room, who was waiting to walk her to breakfast. Next to him was Seamus Finnegan, and they appeared to be holding hands. Hermione had knew that Ron was gay for a while now, so it didnt bother her.
'Hermione! Merlin, do you look great. What do you have on under the robe?' Ron asked as he watched her walk over to them. Hermione smiled at Seamus and looked at Ron. She opened her robe to show Ron, and he gasped.
'Your dress is so low, and so short. Wicked!' Ron said, his smile was beaming. Hermione laughed, pleased at herself. 'Draco will love it!' he said.
*******
At breakfast, Hermione didnt see Draco. She looked and looked, but he was not there. She instantly looked to see if Harry was there, and he was. For the first time in days, Harry looked at Hermione. She jumped in her seat. She was subconsiously happy that Harry actually noticed her presence. She smiled to herself. But, then she remembered Draco and scolded herself for thinking about Harry. After breakfast, Hermione ran up to Slytherin. She went right in; she knew the password. She ran to Draco's dorm, and knocked on the door. No answer. She started to walk away, when she heard muffled noises from the room. She pressed her ear to the door, and heard moaning. A girls voice, and a boy was telling her something. Hermione charmed the door to unlock, and kicked it open.
On Dracos bed, she saw Pansy Parkinson naked with someone. At first, she thought it was Draco, but then she noticed that this boys face was slightly different, and he had purple eyes and black hair. She jumped back. She started to mumble that she was sorry, but the boy started to speak.
'Looking for Draco?' this boy said with a thick German accent. Hermione almost couldnt speak. She was confused.
'Um, yes I am,' she said to the extremely nice looking boy on the bed.
'Hermione, right?' he said. She nodded. She looked over at Pansy, whos face was red. Pansy had grabbed her robe, and ran out of the dorm.
The boy got up, and thankfully he had on black boxers. He had the same white skin as Draco, and he was just as muscular. He reached out his hand, for Hermione to shake. She took it, and shook back.
'I am Gustof. I am Dracos cousin. I have just transferred here from the Germany School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you may have heard of it,' Gustof reached down to kiss her hand. She stared at Gustof.
'Oh, Draco told me to give you these,' Gustof went over to a nearby table where there were two cups that she had left there a few days ago. Gustof picked up one, and gave it to Hermione.
'Um, can I have the other cup?' she asked, motioning to the other cup.
'Yes, of course,' Gustof gave her a strange look, and he gave her the other cup. 'Sorry,' Gustof smiled. Just then, Draco came in the room. He looked suspiciously at Gustof, and Hermione.
'My love!' Draco grabbed Hermione from the back around her waist, and pulled her to him. He kissed her neck with tenderness. She laughed slightly, and looked up at him. Draco was gorgeous. She kissed him, but then remembered that Gustof was standing there. She looked at Gustof, and thought: Gustof is almost as beautiful as Draco is. But of course, she loved Draco, so he was the epiphany of beauty to her. And she to him.
'Happy birthday, Draco!' Hermione said as she turned to give Draco a huge hug. He accepted, and gave Gustof a look of pride. An evil look, with an evil smile. 'Sneaky Gustof,' he thought. 'He wont get my Hermione. He wont get whats mine this time.'
Hermione awoke to the sound of Draco opening the door. It was about 8 at night. She was startled by him, and for a second she thought it might be Harry. She let out a little sqeak.
'Shhh its only me love,' Draco said, a grin on his beautiful face. He went over to the bed, sat next to Hermione, and took her hands.
'How are we feeling?' He whispered, his hand smoothing her hair.
'Ive been asleep the whole day, havent I?' she asked, rubbing her eyes
'Hmm I think so. I brought you something to eat, its from Dumbledore. He was going to have me give you chicken, but I remembered how your a lacto-vegetarian, so I thought fruit and veggies and pasta would do you good,' Draco said, taking out a small paper bag.
'Oh, Draco, thank you so much!' Hermione jumped up and hugged Draco tightly. He almost fell back, but he laughed and hugged her. He started kissing her neck, and she held him tighter.
'I love you,' Draco whispered into her ear, and then he looked into her eyes. Steel-blue clashed with Cinnamon. Draco could not hold in his passion any longer. He kissed Hermione hard, but soft, and she responded by deepening the kiss. She placed her hands on his chest and he pulled her close to him.
'No, your still weak,' Draco held back, and it took every last bit of his self control to do so.
Hermione made a dissapointed face, and nodded. 'I guess your right, Draco,' she looked at the bag of food. She grabbed for it, and started taking things out of it.
'Hungry?' Draco laughed lightly. Hermione nodded as she started shoving salad into her mouth followed by fetuccine alfredo. Draco walked over to his desk, and started to do his homework, leaving the eating Hermione on the bed with her food.
'Its going to be my 16th birthday very soon, Hermione,' Draco said, not looking up from his homework.
Hermione stopped chewing. 'Really? Whats the date?' she asked, swallowing her food.
'Its November 13,' Draco said, still not looking up.
'Oh, I never knew that. So your a Scorpio,' Hermione stated.
'I dont go by that Astrology garbage, Hermione. Whens your birthday?' he asked, taking something out from a drawer in his desk. Hermione frowned at his rude remark about Astrology; she has always enjoyed reading her horoscope and things like that.
'September 7,' Hermione said glumly. She was a Virgo, a typical Virgo. She was organized, sensitive, creative, intelligent, and hardworking. She noted that Draco was a typical Scorpio; he was very intense, and he had a temper. Even the new Draco had a temper.
He looked up at Hermione, and saw that she was still pouting.
'Im sorry, Hermione. I didnt mean to be rude-Im just not in the best mood right now. All thats going on with Harry was really made me furious,' Draco got up and sat next to Hermione on the bed. 'Your so beautiful,' He said, kissing her cheek, and then moving down to her lips. She smiled at him.
'I know, Draco. Were all edgy, and we have good reason to be. I love you,' Hermione said, holding Draco. He smiled to himself, but this smile was different. This smile looked evil, and like a smile of the old Draco.
*******
Days passed, and Hermione was well enough soon to go back to classes in about a day. Harry didnt even shoot Hermione a glance. Draco and Hermione were still dating, and both seemed very happy. Finally, it came the day of Draco's 16th birthday. Hermione awoke that Saturday morning, and stretched her arms. She had been planning to give Draco something hed never forget. This was a special day. She took an extra long time to make herself look as perfect as she could. She chose a red short sleevless dress with black beading to wear under her robe, with black fishnet tights. You couldnt see what she was wearing because her robe was in the way. She wanted to keep her outfit a secret anyway until later that night. She put on her black combat boots, and she started to walk to breakfast. She hurried out of Gryffindor; she was still scared of Harry. But he was no where in sight. She found Ron in the common room, who was waiting to walk her to breakfast. Next to him was Seamus Finnegan, and they appeared to be holding hands. Hermione had knew that Ron was gay for a while now, so it didnt bother her.
'Hermione! Merlin, do you look great. What do you have on under the robe?' Ron asked as he watched her walk over to them. Hermione smiled at Seamus and looked at Ron. She opened her robe to show Ron, and he gasped.
'Your dress is so low, and so short. Wicked!' Ron said, his smile was beaming. Hermione laughed, pleased at herself. 'Draco will love it!' he said.
*******
At breakfast, Hermione didnt see Draco. She looked and looked, but he was not there. She instantly looked to see if Harry was there, and he was. For the first time in days, Harry looked at Hermione. She jumped in her seat. She was subconsiously happy that Harry actually noticed her presence. She smiled to herself. But, then she remembered Draco and scolded herself for thinking about Harry. After breakfast, Hermione ran up to Slytherin. She went right in; she knew the password. She ran to Draco's dorm, and knocked on the door. No answer. She started to walk away, when she heard muffled noises from the room. She pressed her ear to the door, and heard moaning. A girls voice, and a boy was telling her something. Hermione charmed the door to unlock, and kicked it open.
On Dracos bed, she saw Pansy Parkinson naked with someone. At first, she thought it was Draco, but then she noticed that this boys face was slightly different, and he had purple eyes and black hair. She jumped back. She started to mumble that she was sorry, but the boy started to speak.
'Looking for Draco?' this boy said with a thick German accent. Hermione almost couldnt speak. She was confused.
'Um, yes I am,' she said to the extremely nice looking boy on the bed.
'Hermione, right?' he said. She nodded. She looked over at Pansy, whos face was red. Pansy had grabbed her robe, and ran out of the dorm.
The boy got up, and thankfully he had on black boxers. He had the same white skin as Draco, and he was just as muscular. He reached out his hand, for Hermione to shake. She took it, and shook back.
'I am Gustof. I am Dracos cousin. I have just transferred here from the Germany School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, you may have heard of it,' Gustof reached down to kiss her hand. She stared at Gustof.
'Oh, Draco told me to give you these,' Gustof went over to a nearby table where there were two cups that she had left there a few days ago. Gustof picked up one, and gave it to Hermione.
'Um, can I have the other cup?' she asked, motioning to the other cup.
'Yes, of course,' Gustof gave her a strange look, and he gave her the other cup. 'Sorry,' Gustof smiled. Just then, Draco came in the room. He looked suspiciously at Gustof, and Hermione.
'My love!' Draco grabbed Hermione from the back around her waist, and pulled her to him. He kissed her neck with tenderness. She laughed slightly, and looked up at him. Draco was gorgeous. She kissed him, but then remembered that Gustof was standing there. She looked at Gustof, and thought: Gustof is almost as beautiful as Draco is. But of course, she loved Draco, so he was the epiphany of beauty to her. And she to him.
'Happy birthday, Draco!' Hermione said as she turned to give Draco a huge hug. He accepted, and gave Gustof a look of pride. An evil look, with an evil smile. 'Sneaky Gustof,' he thought. 'He wont get my Hermione. He wont get whats mine this time.'