Disclaimer: None of it's mine. Except for the plot.
~*Hermione's POV*~
"I'll kill him.I'll KILL him!" She heard Ron mutter from behind her. She looked at him; there was a pile of glass shattered at his feet from where he had dropped his potions bottle in the process of walking to his cauldron. Harry was sitting in his seat, clenching his quill in his hand and looking baffled. The rest of the class was looking at either her, or Draco.
Pansy was slowly getting up and talking to herself "Oh thank God it was just a dream." she slurred (you know, her having just fainted and everything), and then realizing what was going on, her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell backwards- some Slytherin boy catching her this time.
Parvati and Lavender's mouth's hung open in shock.
"Oh Hermione." Parvati breathed.
Even Draco looked shocked at what he did, "Meet you back in the room later, okay Hermione?" He rushed out of the room before she could reply. She silently gathered her things, carefully avoiding all of the people who were bombarding her with questions.
She thought to herself. She suddenly realized that she had done nothing to stop him from kissing her. 'What the hell is wrong with you, Hermione? He is your worst enemy and you ENJOYED the kiss?!?' she thought to herself. 'I must be the stupidest person alive'.
She decided to skip lunch and went straight up to her room.
***
Hermione jangled her money around in her pocket and climbed out of the carriage that was taking them to Hogsmeade after Harry.
"I'll meet you at The Three Broomsticks in about an hour okay," she told both boys as she started heading in a different direction, "I have some Head Girl business to attend to first."
"Alright, but what is it?" Ron asked impatiently.
"Uh, you wouldn't be interested.just some old school stuff. I've got to go now though, so bye!" she said in a rush and ran off.
"Hermione, wait!" called Ginny from behind her. She ran to her side, "You've been acting very odd since yesterday. And I know the whole Draco thing was a bit of a shock but you should have got over it by now. There's something else that's bothering you isn't there?"
"Ginny," she said feeling uncertain; "I'm not quite sure what's wrong with me. But, the thing keeps playing over and over in my head. And I'm trying to figure out why I didn't do anything to stop it. Did I not even care? Did I enjoy it? Why would I just sit there acting like a complete git when Malfoy kissed me! I'm not even sure about anything anymore. I couldn't even concentrate on my homework last night!"
"Hermione!" she said exasperated, "You're probably just super mad at him for even touching you with that mouth of his and you think that you like him and that has you even more upset! You need to knock some sense into him. Slap him or something!"
"Thanks Gin," she said even though she wasn't sure it was the right advice, "I don't know what I would do without you."
~*Ron's POV*~
Ron watched Hermione run off, her golden brown hair swaying behind her. He sighed. He was alone. Again. Several other times this summer she had left them alone. It was just him and Harry now. He knew he should have told her about his feelings from the start. But now it was too late. How could he have possibly thought that Hermione, living in the same room with Draco for over a month, couldn't have developed feelings for him? Oh, yeah, because she was the sensible one. Five years back he had first started having feelings for her. He tried to ignore them; he tried to tell himself that she was just his friend and nothing more. But really, he knew why he couldn't tell her, He was afraid she would laugh in his face. But now it was too late, she had fallen for the sleaziest scum bag in both the wizarding and muggle world.
"Ron are you okay?" Harry asked.
"What? Oh yeah I'm fine." He lied.
"Where do you think she's going?"
"To meet her new boyfriend," Ron replied in disgust.
~*Draco's POV*~
"She's pretty isn't she?" Crabbe said as he watched Draco stare at Hermione through the store window.
"Who? Gr- Hermione?"
"Yeah."
"No she isn't."
"She's your girlfriend, you should think she is!" he said shocked. 'Did he just make a point?' Draco thought.
"Well, yeah I guess she is." He said.
"Her hair is all brown and long, just like her eyes."
"Her eyes are crystal blue you idiot." Wait, how had he know what color her eyes were? And why did he give them a nice description as opposed to just 'blue'? Oh well.
"Whatever." He said, "And her skin is perfect, not too tan, but not too pale, it's right inbetween. She has just the right amount of freckles too. Plus, she has nice curves."
Draco sighed, he was right. She had gotten prettier since last year. She wasn't the annoying bookworm-ish little girl any more; she was a slightly less annoying bookworm-ish woman. She had also grown out of her know-it-all- ness.
"I'd like to think that a girls mind still counts for something," Draco said, even though he had never thought that before.
"And have you ever noticed how good she smells?' he asked, completely ignoring his last statement, "Kinda like spice or flowers or something."
Draco put the quill he was looking at down, and walked out the door. He followed Hermione into a shop that he had never really seen before. He caught up with her at a book shelf, where she was humming a merry tune that he was sure was The Four Seasons (the classical one, not Frankie Vallie and The Four Seasons).
"Figures," he said coldly, "Hogsmeade weekend and where do I find you? A book shop. Aren't you supposed to be a girl Granger? Shouldn't you be trying on makeup? Or flirting with some boys?" To tell the truth, he had never liked the type of girls that wore a bunch or makeup, and were always giggly. He thought that if a girl needed to flirt around with a lot of boys she just wasn't worth it.
"I don't need makeup, Malfoy. And I'd rather not flaunt everything I have to bunch of pigs that only notice my breasts."
"You don't need to flaunt anything, they all notice anyways. Those things are huge." He said, trying hard not to glance downwards.
She let out a small gasp and blushed a furious red. She turned and left the store. He decided to follow her.
"You know Hermione, you were right. You seriously don't need makeup, seeing as you got a lot prettier over the summer, half of the boys in this school are crazy about you," he called, trying to catch up with her.
"What did you call me?" she stopped dead in her tracks.
"I called you Hermione. You know your name? I figured it was a lot more appropriate than Granger now that we're going out and everything."
"What makes you think we're going out?" she said, trying hard not to scream.
"Well ever since that kiss, people have been saying things. And we all know how hard it is to break rumors, so the way I figure it, we should just live it out? Will you go out with me Hermione?"
"Go to Hell, Malfoy," she said in an icy tone.
"So is that a 'yes'?" he said, even though he knew what it meant. She rolled her eyes and walked away.
A/N: I know it's not much of a cliffhanger.at all. oh well. Sorry it took so long (and that it's so short), I was in Cuyahoga Falls visiting my Grandma who doesn't have a computer and I was having a severe case of writers block. I'm open to any idea's you guys might have for the next chapter next chapter so please review!
*SHOUT OUT'S*:
Or not.. But I promise I will next chapter.
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!! EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!! IN YOUR OWN LITTLE SPECIAL WAY..
Hehehe.. Feeling evil. Slightly psycho.
~*Hermione's POV*~
"I'll kill him.I'll KILL him!" She heard Ron mutter from behind her. She looked at him; there was a pile of glass shattered at his feet from where he had dropped his potions bottle in the process of walking to his cauldron. Harry was sitting in his seat, clenching his quill in his hand and looking baffled. The rest of the class was looking at either her, or Draco.
Pansy was slowly getting up and talking to herself "Oh thank God it was just a dream." she slurred (you know, her having just fainted and everything), and then realizing what was going on, her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell backwards- some Slytherin boy catching her this time.
Parvati and Lavender's mouth's hung open in shock.
"Oh Hermione." Parvati breathed.
Even Draco looked shocked at what he did, "Meet you back in the room later, okay Hermione?" He rushed out of the room before she could reply. She silently gathered her things, carefully avoiding all of the people who were bombarding her with questions.
She thought to herself. She suddenly realized that she had done nothing to stop him from kissing her. 'What the hell is wrong with you, Hermione? He is your worst enemy and you ENJOYED the kiss?!?' she thought to herself. 'I must be the stupidest person alive'.
She decided to skip lunch and went straight up to her room.
***
Hermione jangled her money around in her pocket and climbed out of the carriage that was taking them to Hogsmeade after Harry.
"I'll meet you at The Three Broomsticks in about an hour okay," she told both boys as she started heading in a different direction, "I have some Head Girl business to attend to first."
"Alright, but what is it?" Ron asked impatiently.
"Uh, you wouldn't be interested.just some old school stuff. I've got to go now though, so bye!" she said in a rush and ran off.
"Hermione, wait!" called Ginny from behind her. She ran to her side, "You've been acting very odd since yesterday. And I know the whole Draco thing was a bit of a shock but you should have got over it by now. There's something else that's bothering you isn't there?"
"Ginny," she said feeling uncertain; "I'm not quite sure what's wrong with me. But, the thing keeps playing over and over in my head. And I'm trying to figure out why I didn't do anything to stop it. Did I not even care? Did I enjoy it? Why would I just sit there acting like a complete git when Malfoy kissed me! I'm not even sure about anything anymore. I couldn't even concentrate on my homework last night!"
"Hermione!" she said exasperated, "You're probably just super mad at him for even touching you with that mouth of his and you think that you like him and that has you even more upset! You need to knock some sense into him. Slap him or something!"
"Thanks Gin," she said even though she wasn't sure it was the right advice, "I don't know what I would do without you."
~*Ron's POV*~
Ron watched Hermione run off, her golden brown hair swaying behind her. He sighed. He was alone. Again. Several other times this summer she had left them alone. It was just him and Harry now. He knew he should have told her about his feelings from the start. But now it was too late. How could he have possibly thought that Hermione, living in the same room with Draco for over a month, couldn't have developed feelings for him? Oh, yeah, because she was the sensible one. Five years back he had first started having feelings for her. He tried to ignore them; he tried to tell himself that she was just his friend and nothing more. But really, he knew why he couldn't tell her, He was afraid she would laugh in his face. But now it was too late, she had fallen for the sleaziest scum bag in both the wizarding and muggle world.
"Ron are you okay?" Harry asked.
"What? Oh yeah I'm fine." He lied.
"Where do you think she's going?"
"To meet her new boyfriend," Ron replied in disgust.
~*Draco's POV*~
"She's pretty isn't she?" Crabbe said as he watched Draco stare at Hermione through the store window.
"Who? Gr- Hermione?"
"Yeah."
"No she isn't."
"She's your girlfriend, you should think she is!" he said shocked. 'Did he just make a point?' Draco thought.
"Well, yeah I guess she is." He said.
"Her hair is all brown and long, just like her eyes."
"Her eyes are crystal blue you idiot." Wait, how had he know what color her eyes were? And why did he give them a nice description as opposed to just 'blue'? Oh well.
"Whatever." He said, "And her skin is perfect, not too tan, but not too pale, it's right inbetween. She has just the right amount of freckles too. Plus, she has nice curves."
Draco sighed, he was right. She had gotten prettier since last year. She wasn't the annoying bookworm-ish little girl any more; she was a slightly less annoying bookworm-ish woman. She had also grown out of her know-it-all- ness.
"I'd like to think that a girls mind still counts for something," Draco said, even though he had never thought that before.
"And have you ever noticed how good she smells?' he asked, completely ignoring his last statement, "Kinda like spice or flowers or something."
Draco put the quill he was looking at down, and walked out the door. He followed Hermione into a shop that he had never really seen before. He caught up with her at a book shelf, where she was humming a merry tune that he was sure was The Four Seasons (the classical one, not Frankie Vallie and The Four Seasons).
"Figures," he said coldly, "Hogsmeade weekend and where do I find you? A book shop. Aren't you supposed to be a girl Granger? Shouldn't you be trying on makeup? Or flirting with some boys?" To tell the truth, he had never liked the type of girls that wore a bunch or makeup, and were always giggly. He thought that if a girl needed to flirt around with a lot of boys she just wasn't worth it.
"I don't need makeup, Malfoy. And I'd rather not flaunt everything I have to bunch of pigs that only notice my breasts."
"You don't need to flaunt anything, they all notice anyways. Those things are huge." He said, trying hard not to glance downwards.
She let out a small gasp and blushed a furious red. She turned and left the store. He decided to follow her.
"You know Hermione, you were right. You seriously don't need makeup, seeing as you got a lot prettier over the summer, half of the boys in this school are crazy about you," he called, trying to catch up with her.
"What did you call me?" she stopped dead in her tracks.
"I called you Hermione. You know your name? I figured it was a lot more appropriate than Granger now that we're going out and everything."
"What makes you think we're going out?" she said, trying hard not to scream.
"Well ever since that kiss, people have been saying things. And we all know how hard it is to break rumors, so the way I figure it, we should just live it out? Will you go out with me Hermione?"
"Go to Hell, Malfoy," she said in an icy tone.
"So is that a 'yes'?" he said, even though he knew what it meant. She rolled her eyes and walked away.
A/N: I know it's not much of a cliffhanger.at all. oh well. Sorry it took so long (and that it's so short), I was in Cuyahoga Falls visiting my Grandma who doesn't have a computer and I was having a severe case of writers block. I'm open to any idea's you guys might have for the next chapter next chapter so please review!
*SHOUT OUT'S*:
Or not.. But I promise I will next chapter.
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!! EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!! IN YOUR OWN LITTLE SPECIAL WAY..
Hehehe.. Feeling evil. Slightly psycho.