Can't Make You Love Me
Chapter Six
By
Ponderer
Hermione didn't know how to react to Harry's kisses. Her first response was to push him away, slap his cheek perhaps but she couldn't seem to pull herself from his embrace or his lips. It just seemed too right to move away from him. What made it worse was he didn't seem to want to move either. Making up her mind, she backed away from him enough so their lips weren't touching.
Harry's eyes shot open when he couldn't feel Hermione's lips anymore. She was still so close and he wanted to kiss her again, all that pent up feelings he had for her exploding from him in one movement. Of course, she didn't know he was a wonderful kisser. "Why did you do that?" she asked, half-whispered.
"Just, wanted to," he replied, Harry being just as quiet as she was.
"We shouldn't do this.. shouldn't have done it at all," Hermione muttered, pulling herself completely away from Harry's embrace. He could feel her warmth leaving and a part of him wanted to bring her back because he felt her slipping through his fingers. When he tried to reach out for her, she backed further away, her eyes getting wider with fear and he knew he had finally crossed the line.
"Hermione, I'm sorry if what I did offended you in some way," Harry said calmly although he was having a hard time collecting his thoughts and breath.
"No, you didn't offend me Harry, just scared me a little," she replied with a shaky breath. After a few moments of silence and looking anywhere except at Harry, Hermione spoke again. "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know," he replied simply, truly not knowing the answer to her question.
"What should we do?" she asked instead.
"I don't know," he repeated.
"Well, we sure have everything figured out then," Hermione replied sarcastically, the moment finally catching up to her. Covering her face in her hands, she backed away until she fell onto the couch, slouching down.
"Maybe we should discuss this. Hermione, I think this was a sign, or something. I mean, why else would I kiss you?"
"I guess I'm not worthy for you then? I understand, you have no purpose to kiss me," she replied bitterly.
"No need to be offended Hermione," Harry said.
"Well, I am Harry. You know what, I don't want to talk about it. I want to go up to bed and I wish to be alone," she said instead, and started to get up but Harry got in her way. "Harry, I want to be left alone."
"Not until we talk about this. Hermione, we just kissed! Aren't you confused? Happy, sad, mad? I need to know what you're thinking because I don't know what else to do! I'm just as confused as you and I can't just sit around and wait for you to come around. I need to grasp onto it," Harry exclaimed, getting extremely frustrated by the whole situation. What was he thinking to kiss her like that? They were friends and besides, his crush on her was over, right?
"You want to know how I'm feeling? Fine! I feel confused as to why my best friend suddenly kissed me, then turns around of not giving my space! If anyone should know me better than myself, it's you so I'm sad! And you know I need time to think this over! Therefore, I'm mad because you don't seem to know me like I thought you did. And I wasn't happy, nor am I now because I don't know what I should do and that's the first time in my whole life. And to top it off, I'm excited because when you kissed me, it was the first time I've ever felt so wonderful, which makes me feel horrible because I'm dating someone else, like you are with Christiana! And all I want to do is kiss you again but I know I can't because I should be mad at you," she said loudly, her once pale cheeks bright with pink, her brown eyes wide with worry. She took several deep breaths, watching Harry carefully.
"I feel the same," he whispered finally before leaning in and kissing her once more. Hermione tried to enjoy the kiss and give into the new feeling that spread throughout her body has Harry's lips ravished her mouth but she couldn't. She pulled away quickly and tried not to let the tears in her eyes fall. She didn't need Harry's pity. She needed to be alone for awhile. "Hermione, please…" Harry started but Hermione continued backing away from him. Before he could stop her, he heard the familiar pop and she was gone.
***
Draco was washing the dishes when Ginny arrived home that evening. She was exhausted from her day at work and wanted nothing more to lay in Draco's arms as he watched the tele. Throwing her arms about his neck, she let his scent calm her down. He grinned into her neck as her grasp on him tightened. "Bad day at work?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Horrible. I hate working with such imbeciles. They don't know what they're doing so once they screw up, I have to fix it. Ugh, I just need some time off," Ginny sighed, while Draco kissed his way up from her neck to her jaw line and stopping at her chin.
"Well, it's a good thing we have the whole weekend to ourselves huh?" He laughed deep in his throat while Ginny sighed in content. Finally, she leaned in for a real kiss and let Draco back her into their bedroom for a few *certain* activities.
***
Hermione got home late that evening, having spent it walking aimlessly around town, not knowing where to go or what to do. She hoped that Harry hadn't tried to go after her because she didn't know if she could have handled seeing him again, or knowing if she would have the energy to fight with him again. Finally, deciding to not take a chance of seeing Harry the next morning, she packed a few belongings and left again, not leaving a note.
She was on Ginny's doorstep ten minutes later, tears already falling down her cheeks. She collapsed to the ground after her bags fell from her grasp and that was how Draco found her a minute later. He lifted her up in his arms, her crumpling form shaking from her crying. Ginny followed after him, carrying Hermione's small bags. He put her down softly on the couch, allowing his lover hold her friend to her chest. Draco sat uncomfortable as he watched the two so he decided to make himself useful by making some tea. Hermione looked like she would need it.
Once Draco was out of hearing range, Ginny spoke softly, "Hermione, what happened?"
"Harry…" Hermione mumbled before crying even harder.
"What did he do?"
"He kissed me," she admitted scared, letting Ginny's embrace calm her. She could remember all the times she had helped Ginny in times like this, crying along with her, letting her hug her whenever she needed and now it was Ginny's turn to return the favor and Hermione couldn't have been more thankful for her friend's kindness.
"He what?"
"He kissed me," Hermione sighed, wiping her tears away from her cheeks. "We were talking about the date tonight and we got into a fight and next thing I knew he kissed me."
"Wow, did you two talk about it?" Ginny asked, worry filled eyes looking expectant.
"No, I couldn't. I just, blew up at him and he kissed me again. I left right then, I couldn't handle it. I walked around London all evening, not knowing what to do. So, I went back to the flat, gathered some clothes, and came here. I hope I didn't interrupt anything. I just, didn't know where else I could go," she explained, looking completely helpless, so not Hermione.
"Of course it's okay you came here. Your always welcome here, you know that," Ginny smiled softly, brushing some hair from Hermione's face.
"Would you ladies like some tea?" Draco asked, coming into the living room with a tray. Hermione smiled thankfully at him.
"I think I'll just take it to bed if you don't mind," she said, looking carefully around.
"Oh, that's fine. You know where the spare bedroom is. There's some clean towels in the closet if you want to shower," Ginny answered, accepting a glass from Draco.
"Thank you, good night," she said and kissed Draco's cheek before hugging Ginny once more, then leaving from sight.
"Will she be okay?" Draco asked after a few moments.
"I hope so," Ginny replied.
Author's Note: Well, after playing the Sims for a bit, I got a bit of thinking done so I came to this and just wrote for a straight half hour. It's not that long, but it has a lot of stuff happening. I'm sorry if it's getting less detailed and all but I just don't know what else to do. I don't know if I'll end it soon or not. I want to keep it going but I don't know what will happen if I do. So, please give me lots of feedback!
-- Ponderer
