Draco jumped out of bed quickly. He didn't know how, but he was soaked to the bone, and now freezing. He looked around the room, and heard laughter coming outside of his doorway. He stepped out, Hermione now standing on the stair well ready to make a break for it. "Can't catch me!!, put on your trunks were going swimming!!" she screamed as she ran down the stairs. Draco stopped. "Trunks?" he thought. He didn't have any. He walked back in and saw on the desk beside him a pair of swimming trunks. He knew Hermione must have bought them for him. He put them on and headed down the stairs.
Hermione stopped noticing how well Drao was cut. He wasn't skinny, nor very muscular, for her it seemed he was perfect. She shook her thoughts off and noticed he was very unhappy. Something the matter? She asked. "No, nothing, do we have to go swimming, cant we go to the park today?" he seemed to beg. "No, I love swimming, come on it will be fun." She replied. Draco's face didn't change the entire way to the lake. It was only the two of them. Daco set down his towl and sat down. While Hermione dove right in. "Come on!" she screamed. Draco sat. "No thanks, it looks cold". he said. "Fine have it you way she said". She disappeared under the water, not coming back up. Draco watched, wondering when she would come back up. "Hermione this isn't funny!! Stop Joking". She did not come up, he began to panic and ran for the lake jumping in. The splash brought Hermione up laughing, until she realized that Draco himself had sunk not coming up. She went under feeling for him, until her hand felt his chest and she wrapped her arms around him pulling him up. Draco breathed heavly and swang his arms repeatedly. "I can't swim!!" he screamed. Hermione didn't know what to think. She pulled Draco to the land. "
You can't swim? That's odd" she said. Draco breathed coughing up some water. "I was never allowed or giving the chance to ok? He said almost angrily. Hermione almost saw the old him for a second. She thought for a moment and then it came to her. "I'll teach you!!" she said excitedly. Draco's face went into a almost fear. "No, that's alright." he said. "Come on, please!!!!" she begged. "For me?". Draco sighed and nodded "alright, but if I drown, I'm haunting your dorm at hogwarts!". Hermione got back into the water, and waiting for Draco. When he arrived in the lake, she pulled him close, holding on to him, showing him. Draco wached her and began to copy, before he knew it. He himself was swimming. They spent a good amount of time there, just fooling around. Draco had almost not wanted to leave. He looked back at the land and saw that Hermione was getting out. He watched as she arose from the water, droplets gleaming off her skin. He felt warm inside as he noticed how nice she looked in her swimsuit. He was so trained in thought he forgot to swim and sank. He snapped out of it and swam to the edge before he complete drowned.
He grabbed his towl and began to dry off. Not taking his eyes off her. "Is something the matter?" Hermione asked with a curious face. "Uhmm, just a little water in the throat is all" he laughed it off, feeling like a idiot. He grabbed his wet blonde hair that was hanging over his face and slicked it back. Hermione stopped and felt like she was back in school. "You really don't like my hair like this do you?" he asked. "It's not that, it's just a reminder of how you were" she said. "It's just a habit now, I assure you. My father said that it made me look more powerful and rich, which was something I must always convey" Draco scoffed. Hermione just stared at him, she walked over and rubbed her towel over his hair. When she was done his hair was now dry and scattered about. "Much better, she said. You don't have to worry about fitting his standards anymore".
The two went home and got dressed. They met outside. "Want to go to the park for the rest of the evening?" she asked. Draco smiled and had a idea. "How about instead we go into town and you show me the shops?" he said. Hermione smiled and grabbed his arm. She went and asked to borrow her mothers car keys. Hermione had just recently received her license. Draco stopped and looked at the car, and then back at her. "No way, no thanks. I've seen you flying a broom." he laughed. "Hermione just gave him a stern look. "I am a fine driver, now get in!".
The car ride was a interesting one. Draco grabbed his seat every few moments, seeming to hang on for dear life. Hermione talked away to him, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Draco didn't pay quite attention, every few minutes he took it to point out the speed limit or point at a stop sign. Finally, they arrived into town. Once parked, Draco gave Hermione a look of dread. "I think I'll walk home" he said. "Hey!!" she screamed.
They walked the streets. Looking at all the stores. They entered a dress store where Hermione showed Draco different dresses she would love to wear one day. A book store where she showed him the multiple books she use to buy there. They walked the street as the night set in. The stars were shinning and the way the lights hit. It made it feel very romantic. A street photographer was taking pictures on a bridge. Hermione looked and grabbed Draco. "Come on let's get our picture taken." she said pulling on his arm. Draco went along. The photographer prepared the camera for it and told them to hold for a moment.
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The figure stood on the tower of the cathedral. Standing high above the city, seeing the lights all over. It reached it hand out and stepped into the moon light. In it's hand appeared a white ball of light. It floated above her hand. "The Ravoness never fails! You will find this boy's scent is that understood" She spoke. Holding out a green and grey scarf. "This belonged to the boy, get his feel his aura and find him" She then threw her hand out and the ball moved at a speed that any normal person could barely keep up with.
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"Alright, all ready. Sir, Please put your arms around your girlfriend and pull her close" the photographer said. "Oh were not together like that Draco" said. Slightly blusing. Hermione herself was red as can be. "Oh, well we could do it another way if you'd like" the man spoke. Draco looked at hermione and decided. "No, I think I like it that way". he said. Draco smiled and pulled Hermione into her arms. He didn't care anymore. She made him happy, and treated him like a normal person, not a slytherin. Hermione herself felt so safe and good in his arms.
"Ok, Ready? On the count of 3: the photographer spoke.
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The white light pushed hard sensing it's target. It felt it coming from a street not to far away, and whisked itself there. Pushing as hard as it could.
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"2" the photographer said. Draco holding onto Hermione tightly. Thinking of how nice he felt.
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The light zipped through the streets making a white blur. Causing many people to stop and glance for a second only to notice nothing was there. It pushed hard down the street knowing it had found it target.
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"3" the photographer spoke. The tension rose, Draco almost didn't want these 3 little seconds to end, and neither did she.
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The white ball zipped past them, blending into the white flash of the camera. It pulled hard and swung fast back towards the cathedral. It sent out a telepathic wave almost to it's master. Alerting her of its findings. It had done it job, and knew it would be rewarded greatly.
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"You can let go of her now, sir" the photographer said. Draco slowly left go, slightly hiding his face. They stared at the picture. It looked great. The man handed them each a copy, and told them the price. Draco handed him a coin. The man went to yell and stop them until he realized it was made out of gold. The mad jumped for joy, and looked down noticing that he had taken more shots of them then he thought. He went to call them back, but instead was to fixated on his coin.
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The Ravoness seemed like a blur running on the roof tops. Jumping from each one to the next in great speed. She landed on the bridge were she noticed that the boy was no longer there. The white ball now floating beside her. The photographer stopped to stare. "Hey baby, where did you come from?" he asked. She moved closer to him. "Where is the boy?" she asked. "What boy? The blonde with the girl? They just left. You don't want something that young honey, trust me. I got all you need right here." he kissed his coin while smiling. The Ravoness caught eye of the coind and grabbed the mans arm, breaking it. She grabbed the coin out of his hand. "He was here!" she said raising her eyebrow. "What girl was he with?" she asked. The man screamed out and was crying in pain. "I don't know, there's a picture there of her" he cried. She walked to get the picture, ignoring the screams of the man. There in the picture was Draco, and a girl that the Ravoness wasn't quite sure of, but knew it would not be hard to find out who.
"You stupid bitch, you broke my arm!!" the man yelled. The ravoness lost thought of her task. She turned and grabbed the man. "Aww and all you wanted was a simple kiss?" she put her red velvet lips against his. She let go of his lips and then clicked her fingers. The white ball swung by her side. "Here's your reward my dear" she said. The white ball stabbed repeatedly all over the man paralyzing him. "I found you my dear..".