I went to a Winterhawks game in Portland last night! It was so cool! We
lost to the Thunderbirds though. (I'm talking about hockey, just in case
you didn't know). It was really fun anyways though. I just thought I'd tell
you guys that. My computer keeps doing really weird things, and kicking me
offline and stuff, so hopefully I'll be able to get this chappy up soon.
Please review!
Chapter 5
Hermione was sitting in her room, reading a book. Which book, exactly, she wasn't quite sure, because the title was blurred just enough that she couldn't quite make it out. No matter though, it was a book, therefore she would read it.
Draco came in through a side door, where the window normally was. "Luv, you know you aren't supposed to be reading my books. I told you that it was forbidden. Now you'll have to pay."
"What? Draco, no, I'm sorry! Please, I didn't know!"
Draco hovered above her, and whipped his wand out of his pocket.
"Mione," said Charisma eerily from the corner of the room. "You should have listened. Now you will get what you deserve."
"Risma! Help me!"
"There's nothing I can do to help. You've brought this upon yourself." Charisma let out a chilling laugh.
Draco kissed her on the forehead. "I wish I didn't have to do this, but... Crucio!"
A blinding flash of light filled the room, and Hermione screamed. Her body felt as though it were on fire.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hermione, wake up!" came a familiar voice. She felt herself being shaken by strong hands.
Hermione's eyes snapped open, and she began to cry.
"It's okay," said the famial voice, which she now recognized as belonging to Draco Malfoy. He held her gently in his arms, whispering, "It was just a dream. You're okay now."
"It was so real," Hermione said. She turned in Draco's arms and cried into his shoulder.
Draco tensed for a moment, unsure of what to do. Giving a mental shrug, he kept his arms wrapped around Hermione and patted her back. "Shhh..."
Hermione's sobs became calmer until she finally drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Draco pulled the blankets up over her, and was going to leave her for the rest of the night, but when he tried to pull away Hermione's arms tightened around him. Draco realized he needed to decide between two options. One- He could wake Hermione up and go back to his own room, or two- sleep here. He looked at Hermione's tear-stained face and decided that waking her up wouldn't exactly be the best idea. Draco pulled the blankets up to his own chin, made himself comfortable, and fell asleep within a few short minutes.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione couldn't remember ever feeling as comforted as she was when she woke up the next morning. She was afraid that if she opend her eyes, the wondeful feelings would go away. With the sun shining on her, and warm arms wrapped gently around her waist, she felt safe. 'Wait a sec,' Hermione thought. 'Arms?'
Not wanting to wake the owner of the arms, Hermione took a minute to think of who could be in bed with her. She was definately in her own bed, so she hadn't been kidnapped or anything like that. The arms had a very masculine feel to them, with just the right amount of muscles. That left only one person the arms could belong to. Draco Malfoy.
Hermione finally opened her eyes and turned around slowly, so as not to wake the sleeping figure next to her. Sure enough, it was Draco Malfoy. And he wasn't asleep.
Oooooh, it's a cliffhanger! Sort of... Sorry the chapter was so short. I actually wanted to get your guy's oppinions on how the two should react. So somebody, PLEASE review and give me a few ideas!
Chapter 5
Hermione was sitting in her room, reading a book. Which book, exactly, she wasn't quite sure, because the title was blurred just enough that she couldn't quite make it out. No matter though, it was a book, therefore she would read it.
Draco came in through a side door, where the window normally was. "Luv, you know you aren't supposed to be reading my books. I told you that it was forbidden. Now you'll have to pay."
"What? Draco, no, I'm sorry! Please, I didn't know!"
Draco hovered above her, and whipped his wand out of his pocket.
"Mione," said Charisma eerily from the corner of the room. "You should have listened. Now you will get what you deserve."
"Risma! Help me!"
"There's nothing I can do to help. You've brought this upon yourself." Charisma let out a chilling laugh.
Draco kissed her on the forehead. "I wish I didn't have to do this, but... Crucio!"
A blinding flash of light filled the room, and Hermione screamed. Her body felt as though it were on fire.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hermione, wake up!" came a familiar voice. She felt herself being shaken by strong hands.
Hermione's eyes snapped open, and she began to cry.
"It's okay," said the famial voice, which she now recognized as belonging to Draco Malfoy. He held her gently in his arms, whispering, "It was just a dream. You're okay now."
"It was so real," Hermione said. She turned in Draco's arms and cried into his shoulder.
Draco tensed for a moment, unsure of what to do. Giving a mental shrug, he kept his arms wrapped around Hermione and patted her back. "Shhh..."
Hermione's sobs became calmer until she finally drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Draco pulled the blankets up over her, and was going to leave her for the rest of the night, but when he tried to pull away Hermione's arms tightened around him. Draco realized he needed to decide between two options. One- He could wake Hermione up and go back to his own room, or two- sleep here. He looked at Hermione's tear-stained face and decided that waking her up wouldn't exactly be the best idea. Draco pulled the blankets up to his own chin, made himself comfortable, and fell asleep within a few short minutes.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione couldn't remember ever feeling as comforted as she was when she woke up the next morning. She was afraid that if she opend her eyes, the wondeful feelings would go away. With the sun shining on her, and warm arms wrapped gently around her waist, she felt safe. 'Wait a sec,' Hermione thought. 'Arms?'
Not wanting to wake the owner of the arms, Hermione took a minute to think of who could be in bed with her. She was definately in her own bed, so she hadn't been kidnapped or anything like that. The arms had a very masculine feel to them, with just the right amount of muscles. That left only one person the arms could belong to. Draco Malfoy.
Hermione finally opened her eyes and turned around slowly, so as not to wake the sleeping figure next to her. Sure enough, it was Draco Malfoy. And he wasn't asleep.
Oooooh, it's a cliffhanger! Sort of... Sorry the chapter was so short. I actually wanted to get your guy's oppinions on how the two should react. So somebody, PLEASE review and give me a few ideas!
