As the two teenagers sat down, Hermione eyed Draco quietly. He'd been
working out, and his hair was long and well-kept, held back with a black
ribbon. She felt a blush burning at her cheeks and looked down to hide it.
Draco noted this and smiled faintly. He was the one that should be
blushing, he reflected. She was HOT with blonde hair. We're talking blonde,
blonde. Like...white. Very nearly, at least. It was like white hair with
silver highlights. VERY stylish on her. And DAMN was she fine body-wise as
well.
He blushed and looked down, "So, Hermione...what's it like in Hogwarts since...you know...I was transferred to Durmstrang?"
"Boring as hell." She smiled, "No insufferable pricks to fight with in between classes."
Surprised, Draco laughed out loud. His laugh was a deep, vibrating bass, suggesting that he would have been a great singer had he ever attempted the activity. "Well, I suppose that COULD be a loss. After all, nobody calling you Mudblood, nobody acting like you're scum." He leaned close, looking into her eyes. "No me."
She felt her breath catch, ever so slightly, and then she heard the most annoying thing in the world to her right at that moment. "HERMIONE!" She sighed and turned, watching as Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Lavender ran towards them. Shooting Draco an apologetic look, she stood up to greet them.
"Holy shit! Your hair!" Harry gasped.
She smiled "You like? Guys...you remember Draco Malfoy."
"We love!" Ron and Harry gasped at once, and then they saw Malfoy and nodded slowly. They knew, too. Ginny and Lavender, on the other hand, were glaring at him.
"You're here with MALFOY, Hermione?" Lavender asked, disbelieving.
"Yeah, what's up with that?" Ginny added. Ron and Harry pulled them aside to explain, while Draco turned to Hermione.
"Guess I'd better go..." He said, his eyes dull with disappointment and hurt.
"Draco...wait." Hermione said as he turned to leave. When he turned back, she leaned forward and gave him a feather-light kiss on the lips. Smiling, she turned and followed her glaring friends out of the diner.
Draco put a hand to his lips, his eyes wide. He couldn't believe it. She'd...kissed him. He'd been kissed. He felt like a kid. Wow.who'd have thought? Well, now he had to switch schools again. His grades were good enough to get him Head Boy mark...right? Right! Draco ran out of the diner to write a hurried letter.
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As they boarded the train, Lavender was cooing to Ron about some nonsense. Ginny was remarking to Harry, "I still can't believe Professor Dumbledore took away your Head Boy badge. Wonder who he gave it to?"
Harry smiled, "Ginny. The only reason I was getting it before was because you and Hermione helped me get the third highest grade in our class. You know that due to circumstances the second highest couldn't accept. Well, turns out he can. So, I'm happy to step down. We tried our damnedest to get me into that spot, but looks like I just didn't make the cut." He kissed her on the forehead. "Don't worry, I'm fine with it. I don't want any more publicity. I have too much as it is."
Ginny hesitated, looking a little unsure of herself. Hermione smiled. "Don't worry about it, Gin. I'll kick his ass if it someone unworthy."
Ginny laughed. She'd been brought up a year due to excellence in her subjects, and Hermione, Harry, Lavender, and Ron had helped her along the whole way, "Damn, Herms. You've certainly gotten an attitude on you since you dyed your hair. Does this have to do with a certain Slytherin No-longer- a-DeathEater?" She was rewarded with the older girl's blush. Hermione hadn't even begun to deny that she liked Draco, even when the others all chided her about it. She'd stood up for him quickly and efficiently, and she'd jumped down more than one throat about it.
The older girl walked down the way to the Head Compartment at the front of the train. She walked, in wondering whom to expect, and stopped dead when she saw none other than Draco Malfoy standing there. He smiled when he saw Hermione, and his eyes lit up just a fraction.
"Hey Hermione. Surprise." He commented, quietly. The girl laughed.
"I thought you couldn't come back to Hogwarts." She said, "What happened to that?"
He smirked "Let's just say that I pulled some strings and got myself into the spy business and into Voldemort's inner circle at the same time." He paused to cast a silencing spell on the room. Anyone who walked in would hear them talking about the weather in barely civil tones. "Voldemort wants me near Harry...and Dumbledore agreed that I needed to be close to him to be able to report my findings."
Hermione's face fell, and she looked very worried. "But...you could be hurt...!"
"Better than what I've been doing, Mya." He told her. "If I don't do something, Voldemort might doubt my loyalty...and I'd never have the chance to be near..." He cut off abruptly.
"Be near who...Malfoy?" She asked, looking up at him, curiously.
Draco blushed. "You."
He blushed and looked down, "So, Hermione...what's it like in Hogwarts since...you know...I was transferred to Durmstrang?"
"Boring as hell." She smiled, "No insufferable pricks to fight with in between classes."
Surprised, Draco laughed out loud. His laugh was a deep, vibrating bass, suggesting that he would have been a great singer had he ever attempted the activity. "Well, I suppose that COULD be a loss. After all, nobody calling you Mudblood, nobody acting like you're scum." He leaned close, looking into her eyes. "No me."
She felt her breath catch, ever so slightly, and then she heard the most annoying thing in the world to her right at that moment. "HERMIONE!" She sighed and turned, watching as Ron, Harry, Ginny, and Lavender ran towards them. Shooting Draco an apologetic look, she stood up to greet them.
"Holy shit! Your hair!" Harry gasped.
She smiled "You like? Guys...you remember Draco Malfoy."
"We love!" Ron and Harry gasped at once, and then they saw Malfoy and nodded slowly. They knew, too. Ginny and Lavender, on the other hand, were glaring at him.
"You're here with MALFOY, Hermione?" Lavender asked, disbelieving.
"Yeah, what's up with that?" Ginny added. Ron and Harry pulled them aside to explain, while Draco turned to Hermione.
"Guess I'd better go..." He said, his eyes dull with disappointment and hurt.
"Draco...wait." Hermione said as he turned to leave. When he turned back, she leaned forward and gave him a feather-light kiss on the lips. Smiling, she turned and followed her glaring friends out of the diner.
Draco put a hand to his lips, his eyes wide. He couldn't believe it. She'd...kissed him. He'd been kissed. He felt like a kid. Wow.who'd have thought? Well, now he had to switch schools again. His grades were good enough to get him Head Boy mark...right? Right! Draco ran out of the diner to write a hurried letter.
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As they boarded the train, Lavender was cooing to Ron about some nonsense. Ginny was remarking to Harry, "I still can't believe Professor Dumbledore took away your Head Boy badge. Wonder who he gave it to?"
Harry smiled, "Ginny. The only reason I was getting it before was because you and Hermione helped me get the third highest grade in our class. You know that due to circumstances the second highest couldn't accept. Well, turns out he can. So, I'm happy to step down. We tried our damnedest to get me into that spot, but looks like I just didn't make the cut." He kissed her on the forehead. "Don't worry, I'm fine with it. I don't want any more publicity. I have too much as it is."
Ginny hesitated, looking a little unsure of herself. Hermione smiled. "Don't worry about it, Gin. I'll kick his ass if it someone unworthy."
Ginny laughed. She'd been brought up a year due to excellence in her subjects, and Hermione, Harry, Lavender, and Ron had helped her along the whole way, "Damn, Herms. You've certainly gotten an attitude on you since you dyed your hair. Does this have to do with a certain Slytherin No-longer- a-DeathEater?" She was rewarded with the older girl's blush. Hermione hadn't even begun to deny that she liked Draco, even when the others all chided her about it. She'd stood up for him quickly and efficiently, and she'd jumped down more than one throat about it.
The older girl walked down the way to the Head Compartment at the front of the train. She walked, in wondering whom to expect, and stopped dead when she saw none other than Draco Malfoy standing there. He smiled when he saw Hermione, and his eyes lit up just a fraction.
"Hey Hermione. Surprise." He commented, quietly. The girl laughed.
"I thought you couldn't come back to Hogwarts." She said, "What happened to that?"
He smirked "Let's just say that I pulled some strings and got myself into the spy business and into Voldemort's inner circle at the same time." He paused to cast a silencing spell on the room. Anyone who walked in would hear them talking about the weather in barely civil tones. "Voldemort wants me near Harry...and Dumbledore agreed that I needed to be close to him to be able to report my findings."
Hermione's face fell, and she looked very worried. "But...you could be hurt...!"
"Better than what I've been doing, Mya." He told her. "If I don't do something, Voldemort might doubt my loyalty...and I'd never have the chance to be near..." He cut off abruptly.
"Be near who...Malfoy?" She asked, looking up at him, curiously.
Draco blushed. "You."
