BBehind their masks/B
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Hermione left Hogsmeade abruptly, to ensure that she wouldn't have any more encounters with that infuriating Draco. She was completely sick of him always bothering her about her relationship with Harry. She couldn't see anything wrong with it, after all, Harry was a pretty desirable guy, and she had received a number of jealous looks from girls in her year.
"But you're his best friend!" Hannah Abbot would grumble.
"I'd die for someone like him ... so strong ..." Parvati would groan.
Hermione loved this, as she had never received comments such as these until this year. Lavender had been extremely jealous too, and asked Hermione often what it was like to be with Harry. But, she realised, Lavender hadn't looked envious today. She supposed it was just because she was out with Draco. She soon arrived at the Heads' area, and decided to do her Care for Magical Creatures essay, why Unicorns are important to everyone. She nibbled her quill as she struggled to write the 20 inches of parchment, when her homework was interrupted by Harry, who burst into her room.
"'Mione!" he puffed.
"Harry, you look like you ran here. What's up?"
"There's a ball on Wednesday night, Ron just told me."
"And?"
"Well, I wanted to secure you as my date."
"Oh, Harry, I wouldn't want to go with anyone BUT you!"
"Great!"
"Uhhh, but I need a dress!"
"Ummmm ... I bought you one."
"Harry! Oh, you shouldn't have!" and Hermione kissed him out of excitement! She sincerely hoped it was in her size.
"It fits magically to whatever size. I got baby blue, because it was the color of the top you wore on the first day of school."
"It's gorgeous," she declared as she took it out of the bag. It was strapless, and a bit low-cut, and had sparkles everywhere.
"I'm glad you like it. I hope you know how much you mean to me, Hermione."
"I think I do, Harry," and they hugged each other tightly. Suddenly, Draco came in and said bluntly,
"Get out, Potty."
"Malfoy, it's my living area too, and he IS allowed in here."
"Look, I actually have to go, 'Mione, I have Divination homework to finish," Harry whispered to Hermione.
"Oh, don't let him scare you off ..." Hermione protested but Harry had already turned around and gone. This left Draco and Hermione staring at each other, both of them looking angry.
"HOW DARE YOU INTER ..." Hermione began to shout.
"Hey, it wasn't ME who left, it was YOUR darling Potty!"
"Shut up about him."
"He doesn't love you," Draco said plainly. This made Hermione angrier still.
"He does too. If he didn't, he wouldn't have bought me this dress!" and she pulled it out of the bag for him to see.
"Ahhh, so he's asked you to the dance, eh?"
"What does it matter to you?"
"Well, just so you know, we have to dance together too. The first one, to open the night and the last, to close it."
"Shit."
"My thoughts entirely, dancing with a mudblood? Not exactly my favorite thing to do."
"Well, dancing with you, Malfoy, is not one of mine, either."
"It's not as if I chose too!"
"I KNOW THAT! Now piss off, please. I need to finish this essay," Hermione couldn't take being with him anymore. He was so provocative and annoying. He had infuriated her to the limit. She tried to concentrate on her essay, and finished it half-heartedly. Not her best, she thought.
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The days leading up to the ball had been super for Hermione. She had avoided Draco as much as she could, and wouldn't speak to him about anything except Heads' duties, no matter how hard he tried to get her to change the subject. She had gone to the Gryffindor girls' dorm to get ready with Lavender, Parvati and Ginny. They squealed excitedly, and giggled, anticipating what the night had in store.
"So who are you all going with?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Not Draco, I'm afraid. Dean asked me," Lavender replied.
"Ron's going with Luna!" Ginny told.
"I'm going with Seamus, what about you Ginny?"
"Neville again! I find him pretty cute ..." they all laughed at this as they got into their dresses. All of them were beautiful, but Hermione had decided that hers looked the best.
"Where'd you get that dress, 'Mione?" Parvati asked jealously.
"Harry got it for me," Hermione blushed.
"It's soooo pretty!" Ginny commented. They all put on their makeup and shoes, and finally they were ready for the big night. They went down to the common room to be collected by their dates. Harry found Hermione, and she felt butterflies in her stomach as they walked down the stairs to the Great Hall, which was being used for the occasion.
"So I'll be having the first dance, 'Mione?"
"Errr, sorry Harry but I have to dance with the Head boy."
"Malfoy?! Ugh, poor you. Well then, do I have the pleasure of having the last dance instead?"
"That one's been taken too, Harry."
"Malfoy again?"
"Yes, but I promise to have all the rest with you."
"Good." and he kissed her on the cheek. They were now in the hall, and the music was beginning to play for the first song. Hermioene quickly spotted Draco, and they walked together to the dance floor. Saying nothing, Draco held her gently. To Hermione's disappointment, it was a slow song. He held her close. She knew she belonged to Harry, but she admitted to herself that she could get used to dancing with Draco. When he wasn't yelling at her, he wasn't so bad. She was surprised at how quickly the song ended, and she went to find Harry. They danced together happily, until Draco tugged her arm and told her firmly,
"Come outside with me. Now."
"But I'm busy."
"It's important," and he pulled her out into the grounds. Hermione didn't understand why she had to be interrupted during her extremely pleasant time with Harry, but Draco looked stern.
"You don't know what Harry's doing to you."
"He's loving me, that's what."
"Has he ever said he loved you?"
"Ummm," Hermione thought back to all their dates and meetings together, "Well, no, but he's shown it."
"Anyone can buy a ballgown."
"He bought a perfect one."
"Hermione, listen," Draco pushed her down onto one of the stone steps, "Harry doesn't love you. He doesn't feel for you at all."
"How can you say that?"
"I know what it's like when you're in love. He doesn't have any of the symptoms."
"How do you know?" Draco did not reply, he simply sat down next her, their faces inches from each other, and suddenly he took her soft face into his strong hands and pulled her towards him. Hermione instinctively put her arms around his neck and they kissed until they were out of breath.
"Why on EARTH did you do that?"
"I don't know, Granger. Forget about it or I'll make your life a living hell." Hermione ran inside, shocked. That kiss, had got to be the best she ever had. It felt so special, more than what she felt with Harry. But it was with the worst person possible, Draco Malfoy. Perhaps Draco was good at kissing, nothing else. She felt as though she could kiss him over and over again. She could never get sick of his kisses. But she certainly could get sick of him. When she was back inside, the music had ended and people were filing out of the room. Harry was in the middle of the crowd, apparently waiting for Hermione.
"Where were you for the last dance?" he asked.
"Oh, I was ... ummm. In the restrooms, my mascara had smudged really badly," she lied feebly. She couldn't bring herself to tell him that Malfoy had tried to kiss her. Well, he had succeeded. She had even kissed him back! She suddenly felt extremely ashamed, and ran to her bedroom as fast as she could.
"Hermione, wait! Why are you running?" Harry asked, confused, as Hermione fled from the Great Hall.
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Wow! My first scene with Draco and Hermione. Don't worry, Harry and Hermione aren't over yet! I will update with another chapter ASAP!
Yay! 2 more reviews!
DemonQween - I will definitely be writing more, don't worry!
DarkAngelFallen - yes, I know, but that's what supposed to happen. Hermione just doesn't realise yet!
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Hermione left Hogsmeade abruptly, to ensure that she wouldn't have any more encounters with that infuriating Draco. She was completely sick of him always bothering her about her relationship with Harry. She couldn't see anything wrong with it, after all, Harry was a pretty desirable guy, and she had received a number of jealous looks from girls in her year.
"But you're his best friend!" Hannah Abbot would grumble.
"I'd die for someone like him ... so strong ..." Parvati would groan.
Hermione loved this, as she had never received comments such as these until this year. Lavender had been extremely jealous too, and asked Hermione often what it was like to be with Harry. But, she realised, Lavender hadn't looked envious today. She supposed it was just because she was out with Draco. She soon arrived at the Heads' area, and decided to do her Care for Magical Creatures essay, why Unicorns are important to everyone. She nibbled her quill as she struggled to write the 20 inches of parchment, when her homework was interrupted by Harry, who burst into her room.
"'Mione!" he puffed.
"Harry, you look like you ran here. What's up?"
"There's a ball on Wednesday night, Ron just told me."
"And?"
"Well, I wanted to secure you as my date."
"Oh, Harry, I wouldn't want to go with anyone BUT you!"
"Great!"
"Uhhh, but I need a dress!"
"Ummmm ... I bought you one."
"Harry! Oh, you shouldn't have!" and Hermione kissed him out of excitement! She sincerely hoped it was in her size.
"It fits magically to whatever size. I got baby blue, because it was the color of the top you wore on the first day of school."
"It's gorgeous," she declared as she took it out of the bag. It was strapless, and a bit low-cut, and had sparkles everywhere.
"I'm glad you like it. I hope you know how much you mean to me, Hermione."
"I think I do, Harry," and they hugged each other tightly. Suddenly, Draco came in and said bluntly,
"Get out, Potty."
"Malfoy, it's my living area too, and he IS allowed in here."
"Look, I actually have to go, 'Mione, I have Divination homework to finish," Harry whispered to Hermione.
"Oh, don't let him scare you off ..." Hermione protested but Harry had already turned around and gone. This left Draco and Hermione staring at each other, both of them looking angry.
"HOW DARE YOU INTER ..." Hermione began to shout.
"Hey, it wasn't ME who left, it was YOUR darling Potty!"
"Shut up about him."
"He doesn't love you," Draco said plainly. This made Hermione angrier still.
"He does too. If he didn't, he wouldn't have bought me this dress!" and she pulled it out of the bag for him to see.
"Ahhh, so he's asked you to the dance, eh?"
"What does it matter to you?"
"Well, just so you know, we have to dance together too. The first one, to open the night and the last, to close it."
"Shit."
"My thoughts entirely, dancing with a mudblood? Not exactly my favorite thing to do."
"Well, dancing with you, Malfoy, is not one of mine, either."
"It's not as if I chose too!"
"I KNOW THAT! Now piss off, please. I need to finish this essay," Hermione couldn't take being with him anymore. He was so provocative and annoying. He had infuriated her to the limit. She tried to concentrate on her essay, and finished it half-heartedly. Not her best, she thought.
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The days leading up to the ball had been super for Hermione. She had avoided Draco as much as she could, and wouldn't speak to him about anything except Heads' duties, no matter how hard he tried to get her to change the subject. She had gone to the Gryffindor girls' dorm to get ready with Lavender, Parvati and Ginny. They squealed excitedly, and giggled, anticipating what the night had in store.
"So who are you all going with?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Not Draco, I'm afraid. Dean asked me," Lavender replied.
"Ron's going with Luna!" Ginny told.
"I'm going with Seamus, what about you Ginny?"
"Neville again! I find him pretty cute ..." they all laughed at this as they got into their dresses. All of them were beautiful, but Hermione had decided that hers looked the best.
"Where'd you get that dress, 'Mione?" Parvati asked jealously.
"Harry got it for me," Hermione blushed.
"It's soooo pretty!" Ginny commented. They all put on their makeup and shoes, and finally they were ready for the big night. They went down to the common room to be collected by their dates. Harry found Hermione, and she felt butterflies in her stomach as they walked down the stairs to the Great Hall, which was being used for the occasion.
"So I'll be having the first dance, 'Mione?"
"Errr, sorry Harry but I have to dance with the Head boy."
"Malfoy?! Ugh, poor you. Well then, do I have the pleasure of having the last dance instead?"
"That one's been taken too, Harry."
"Malfoy again?"
"Yes, but I promise to have all the rest with you."
"Good." and he kissed her on the cheek. They were now in the hall, and the music was beginning to play for the first song. Hermioene quickly spotted Draco, and they walked together to the dance floor. Saying nothing, Draco held her gently. To Hermione's disappointment, it was a slow song. He held her close. She knew she belonged to Harry, but she admitted to herself that she could get used to dancing with Draco. When he wasn't yelling at her, he wasn't so bad. She was surprised at how quickly the song ended, and she went to find Harry. They danced together happily, until Draco tugged her arm and told her firmly,
"Come outside with me. Now."
"But I'm busy."
"It's important," and he pulled her out into the grounds. Hermione didn't understand why she had to be interrupted during her extremely pleasant time with Harry, but Draco looked stern.
"You don't know what Harry's doing to you."
"He's loving me, that's what."
"Has he ever said he loved you?"
"Ummm," Hermione thought back to all their dates and meetings together, "Well, no, but he's shown it."
"Anyone can buy a ballgown."
"He bought a perfect one."
"Hermione, listen," Draco pushed her down onto one of the stone steps, "Harry doesn't love you. He doesn't feel for you at all."
"How can you say that?"
"I know what it's like when you're in love. He doesn't have any of the symptoms."
"How do you know?" Draco did not reply, he simply sat down next her, their faces inches from each other, and suddenly he took her soft face into his strong hands and pulled her towards him. Hermione instinctively put her arms around his neck and they kissed until they were out of breath.
"Why on EARTH did you do that?"
"I don't know, Granger. Forget about it or I'll make your life a living hell." Hermione ran inside, shocked. That kiss, had got to be the best she ever had. It felt so special, more than what she felt with Harry. But it was with the worst person possible, Draco Malfoy. Perhaps Draco was good at kissing, nothing else. She felt as though she could kiss him over and over again. She could never get sick of his kisses. But she certainly could get sick of him. When she was back inside, the music had ended and people were filing out of the room. Harry was in the middle of the crowd, apparently waiting for Hermione.
"Where were you for the last dance?" he asked.
"Oh, I was ... ummm. In the restrooms, my mascara had smudged really badly," she lied feebly. She couldn't bring herself to tell him that Malfoy had tried to kiss her. Well, he had succeeded. She had even kissed him back! She suddenly felt extremely ashamed, and ran to her bedroom as fast as she could.
"Hermione, wait! Why are you running?" Harry asked, confused, as Hermione fled from the Great Hall.
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Wow! My first scene with Draco and Hermione. Don't worry, Harry and Hermione aren't over yet! I will update with another chapter ASAP!