Hermione and Draco stepped off the train together as they reached Hogwarts.
Hearing the familiar "Firs' Years righ' this way!" from Hagrid, Hermione
gave him a wave before turning to Draco. He was staring down the train and
Hermione followed his gaze to see Harry and Ron coming their way followed
by Ginny and Lavender.
"Maybe I should go..." He stated, unsure. Hermione shook her head in denial, "I don't want any trouble, Mya."
"There won't be trouble. They'll have me to answer to if there is. You're in our group now. After all...we're all prefects...surprisingly...and we'll all have separate rooms..." She broke off, smiling up at him calmly.
He laughed. "Either my mind's in the gutter or you're trying to tell me something, Miss Mya. So, which is it?" His familiar smirk returned as Hermione smacked him on the arm, her face crimson. The smirk was somehow less sinister, however, and underlying warmth assured Hermione that he was different.
"Herms!" Ginny called breathlessly. "We get the Prefect room right beside the Head Dorms! The owls just came!"
"YES!" Hermione grinned. "Can't wait...late night study sessions..." Everyone groaned. "Long crams for tests" Another groan, "School projects..."
"Mya, you're killing us." Draco complained, good-naturedly.
"Yeah, Herms!" Ginny, Lavender, Ron, and Harry groaned simultaneously.
"Shut up." Hermione huffed, a bit insulted. She climbed into a horseless carriage, followed by the other five. She crossed her arms and leaned against the back of the seat, pouting. Draco smirked and winked at the others. He'd found out through a lot of deduction just WHERE Hogwarts' Head Girl was ticklish. And he intended on putting that knowledge to use.
"DRACO!!!" Hermione shrieked as the villain in question began tickling her furiously. "THAT'S SO NOT FAIR!" She laughed hysterically, unable to do more than squirm away from him.
"Of course it's not. What do you take me for? Someone who fights fair?" He grinned and let her up.
"Once a Slytherin Brat, always a Slytherin Brat." Hermione replied, joking.
"Watch it babe. That's a touchy subject."
"Sorry."
"'Ts fine."
Draco looked around at the other four; he had been accepted without question. This kinda amazed him...even the DeathEaters had questioned him...questioned his loyalty. These five people didn't...they didn't ask for explanations or proof. They just acted like he'd always been part of the gang. They didn't make up excuses, they didn't make up conditions...
So this was unconditional love. The best of friends. But did they love him unconditionally? He'd have to wait to see on that one. He looked down at the woman sitting beside him...practically in his lap. Smiling, he realized that he did, indeed, like her a lot. With time, those feelings could and would even move into love. Ah, the possibilities. With love and happiness...
Well...he could dream, he supposed. That was beside the point. He yawned and rested his head heavily on Hermione's shoulder. Closing drooping eyes, he let sleep take him for the few minutes that it took them to get to the castle. Hermione woke him when they reached it and the six teenagers piled out. Smiling, Hermione and Ginny struck up a conversation with Lavender, leaving the three men to talk.
"So...you like Herms?" Harry asked Draco, conversationally.
"Yeah...I do." Draco blushed slightly as he said it. "A lot."
"Good. And Malfoy..." Draco looked at Ron. "I'll bust your face in if you hurt her in any way. Got it?"
"Y-yeah..." Draco stammered.
"Good."
Fox's Notes:
Hey all, thanks for reading. I know it sucks...KIDDING. Anyway, thanks for reading. I'll get the fourth chap up asap...for those of you who need something else to do, check out my other story, Alone in the Dark.
A special thanks to:
Red of Rose
Girl-named-Belle
Tandy
And Zenia
You guys rock! Keep reviewing, and I hope you all like it as it progresses!
"Maybe I should go..." He stated, unsure. Hermione shook her head in denial, "I don't want any trouble, Mya."
"There won't be trouble. They'll have me to answer to if there is. You're in our group now. After all...we're all prefects...surprisingly...and we'll all have separate rooms..." She broke off, smiling up at him calmly.
He laughed. "Either my mind's in the gutter or you're trying to tell me something, Miss Mya. So, which is it?" His familiar smirk returned as Hermione smacked him on the arm, her face crimson. The smirk was somehow less sinister, however, and underlying warmth assured Hermione that he was different.
"Herms!" Ginny called breathlessly. "We get the Prefect room right beside the Head Dorms! The owls just came!"
"YES!" Hermione grinned. "Can't wait...late night study sessions..." Everyone groaned. "Long crams for tests" Another groan, "School projects..."
"Mya, you're killing us." Draco complained, good-naturedly.
"Yeah, Herms!" Ginny, Lavender, Ron, and Harry groaned simultaneously.
"Shut up." Hermione huffed, a bit insulted. She climbed into a horseless carriage, followed by the other five. She crossed her arms and leaned against the back of the seat, pouting. Draco smirked and winked at the others. He'd found out through a lot of deduction just WHERE Hogwarts' Head Girl was ticklish. And he intended on putting that knowledge to use.
"DRACO!!!" Hermione shrieked as the villain in question began tickling her furiously. "THAT'S SO NOT FAIR!" She laughed hysterically, unable to do more than squirm away from him.
"Of course it's not. What do you take me for? Someone who fights fair?" He grinned and let her up.
"Once a Slytherin Brat, always a Slytherin Brat." Hermione replied, joking.
"Watch it babe. That's a touchy subject."
"Sorry."
"'Ts fine."
Draco looked around at the other four; he had been accepted without question. This kinda amazed him...even the DeathEaters had questioned him...questioned his loyalty. These five people didn't...they didn't ask for explanations or proof. They just acted like he'd always been part of the gang. They didn't make up excuses, they didn't make up conditions...
So this was unconditional love. The best of friends. But did they love him unconditionally? He'd have to wait to see on that one. He looked down at the woman sitting beside him...practically in his lap. Smiling, he realized that he did, indeed, like her a lot. With time, those feelings could and would even move into love. Ah, the possibilities. With love and happiness...
Well...he could dream, he supposed. That was beside the point. He yawned and rested his head heavily on Hermione's shoulder. Closing drooping eyes, he let sleep take him for the few minutes that it took them to get to the castle. Hermione woke him when they reached it and the six teenagers piled out. Smiling, Hermione and Ginny struck up a conversation with Lavender, leaving the three men to talk.
"So...you like Herms?" Harry asked Draco, conversationally.
"Yeah...I do." Draco blushed slightly as he said it. "A lot."
"Good. And Malfoy..." Draco looked at Ron. "I'll bust your face in if you hurt her in any way. Got it?"
"Y-yeah..." Draco stammered.
"Good."
Fox's Notes:
Hey all, thanks for reading. I know it sucks...KIDDING. Anyway, thanks for reading. I'll get the fourth chap up asap...for those of you who need something else to do, check out my other story, Alone in the Dark.
A special thanks to:
Red of Rose
Girl-named-Belle
Tandy
And Zenia
You guys rock! Keep reviewing, and I hope you all like it as it progresses!
