Story: Hermione's Secret Friend and Love

Author: Me, leonsalanna

Rating: PG

Genre: Romance

Summary: Hermione gets a secret friend, a secret love named Draco Malfoy, and lots of excitement. More fluffiness then a stuffed bunny wabbit.

Chapter: 5

*AN* I remind you people, please do not guess who her friend is. You will find out, and I don't want it ruined. And…come on reviewers!

Raindrops on Roses- I don't like to use email. And you asked if I have a beta reader. I post this story on the harrypotter.com message boards, so I have many beta readers. I take it you like Webb/Mac? I can refer you to a few good ones if you want.

AureyAnn- I am still waiting for the next chappie on your story. I am sorry about the chapters, I am trying to lengthen them. I just break when I think's good, though it's apparently not good for you people who don't know the entire story already. *Sheepish grin*

Cindylea- You are only beginning to like the story?! I am insulted! (jk)

Over the weeks, her friendship with the mysterious friend grew, and unfortunately, so did her attraction to Malfoy. So one day, she was sitting in the chair at the table she created for her room, and wrote a letter to her friend.

Dear Friend (Will you tell me your name yet?):

            I have a confession to make to you. There is a boy I know. We aren't really friends, and I don't think he likes me. But I like him a lot. Thank you for letting me tell you, because it is weighing me down, since I cannot tell my other friends.

                                                Hermione

The boy was sitting on his bed, staring at this note. "She likes someone who isn't a friend. That means its not Harry or Ron. Could it be…me? No, it cannot be me. She doesn't like me except as a friend." He grabbed some more parchment and wrote,

Hermione (No, I won't tell you my name),

                        What are his initials? I could perhaps set up a meeting for you and him if you say. I am your friend and I swear he would be the only one I tell. Oh, and how's Drana? She looked a bit ruffled last time I saw her.

                                                                        Your Friend

He sent the owl away then he put his head in his hands and began to think.

Back on her bed Hermione was debating whether to tell her friend or not. "What if he does tell someone? My whole life could be ruined!" She wrote back,

Friend,

D.M. Thank you. Tell no one.

                                                            Hermione

She set Drana away, after making sure she was alright. Then she went down to dinner. She must have looked strange, because Ginny drew her outside. "Are you alright Hermione? You look funny, kind of scared. What's going on?" Hermione drew her even farther away from the hall and began to explain everything, except her hide-away. Ginny's jaw dropped farther and farther as her story progressed.

 "So you're dreaming about him? Whoa! Do you think he does like you?" "I don't think so. He hates me. He's my enemy." "Well, let's go in and eat now. I'm starving!" said Ginny as her stomach growled really loud. They both laughed and went in to eat. When they were done, Hermione felt something brush into her hand. She looked at it and saw a note. It said…

Hermione,

            A friend told me you wanted to meet with me. Meet me in the empty classroom next to Prof. Flitwick's. 12:00.

                                                            Draco

Hermione's face lit up like a light bulb, and showed the slip of paper to Ginny, who gave her a thumb's up and a grin. For Hermione, time didn't pass quick enough. Even laying in bed it was 10:15, 10:20, 10:30… etc.

When at last it was 11:45, she dressed quickly, and crept out of the dorm. She crept out of the portrait hole and ran lightly to the meeting room. There was a person in there already. The deep voice said, "I was expecting you come."

            Hermione spun around and gasped, for there in front of her was Malfoy. Her heart started beating wildly. She managed to say lightly, "Hello Malfoy." He moved closer to her. He was smiling, which made him look quite handsome, "Please, it's Draco to you," and kissed her. Her knees sagged and her arms weakened as the heat rushed through her body. If it were not for Draco holding her so tightly, she would have crumpled to the floor.

They broke away, though Draco was still holding her, and just looked in each other's eyes. Suddenly, a meowing was heard around the corner. Draco whispered in her ear, "Mrs. Norris." Hermione nodded and pointed at the door with her wand, "Lokamora" she whispered and there was a click as it locked. Draco said, "I wish there was a place no on knew of here." Hermione slapped her forehead, "Why didn't I think of it before? Meet me here, tomorrow night, same time." And with that she rushed out and away, leaving Malfoy just staring behind her.

The next day Hermione was unusually happy. In the morning she grabbed Ginny and started waltzing her around the room. Ginny could only go along and laugh. At breakfast, Hermione mouthed to Draco, "Twelve o'clock, right?" He nodded yes and smiled at her. That night, Hermione shooed everyone off to bed, being a prefect, and then crawled under her sheets until 11:45. When it reached then, she got dressed, slipped out, and went to the empty room.

She was early, so she waited until Draco arrived. When he finally did get there, they kissed and Hermione motioned for him to follow her. This he did. When they reached the garden, he asked, "What are we doing out here? It's winter, Hermione!" She shook her head and kept going. Draco watched in amazement as she opened the statue door. She lit her little lamps and they ran down the steps. She sent a fire into the fireplace and the room became lit up. "Hermione! How-How did you find this place?"

"I made it, Draco. Do you like it?" "Like it? I love it? You're a genius, Hermione!" She blushed. Suddenly, he grabbed her up in a fierce hug and started kissing her. She returned the kisses and they continued like that, until they noticed the ceiling growing lighter and lighter. He gave her one last kiss on the lips, and said, "We better be getting back, or people will wonder where we are."

Hermione nodded, but did not let go of him. He laughed and pried her off. They ran up the steps together and back to the castle. There they parted and went to sleep. Hermione woke up, wondering why she was so tired and remembered the night before. Then she wondered what woke her up. It was Parvati Patil jumping on her bed. "Get up Hermione! Breakfast. Hermione scrambled out of bed, and got into her robes for that day.

She and Parvati rushed down to the Great Hall, where Dumbledore was about to give the speech. "Students. This year we will be having a ball for Christmas. It shall be the night before Winter Vacation, so," he said with a twinkle in his eye, "I suggest you start finding your partners. Now, let breakfast begin." As soon as he sat down, the hall began buzzing. People were going up to their chosens and asking if they would go to the ball with them. Hermione saw Harry and Cho exchange glances, and she immediately knew one couple. She sighed. Her and Draco would never be allowed together.