AN: HAHA! This is the most important chapter in this whole story... READ IT
AND LOVE ON IT. I'm hoping. =]
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The week seemed to drag by after that Saturday, and to Hermione's new horror, Thursday dawned on her. Which meant...
Midnight lessons with Draco.
So when 11:45 rolled around that night, Hermione heaved herself out of the comfiest chair in the common room. "I'll be back around two. Don't wait up." she said flatly, scooping up her bag and heading towards the portrait hole. Ron looked at her oddly. "Where are you going?"
"Just going to be a good person for a bit. Good night." With that, she walked out of the portrait hole and into the empty corridor. She honestly wished she hadn't promised Draco these lessons now. After what Ron had told her, she'd felt a sting of pain rush through her heart everytime she even saw Draco. "You should've expected this, you know." she told herself as she walked down a flight of stairs. "You knew he was a rotten bugger, but no... you had to think differently. Always trying to see the better in people." she scolded herself.
A heavy sigh escaped her as she turned a corner and she found herself on the corridor of the Room of Requirement. Draco was standing there, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked deep in thought, and completely irresistable. 'Why does he have to be such a nasty bastard and so good looking?' she thought as she made her way toward the figure that was Draco.
"Ready?" she asked flatly, causing Draco to jump slightly and look at her insanely. "Oh, right. Yeah..." he replied. She stared at the door for a moment, then opened it slowly and walked into the classroom type thing. They both took their respectable seats, then Hermione pulled her Muggle Studies book from her bag and opened it with a slam. "So, today we'll talk about the jobs Muggles can obtain." she said tonelessly, flipping through the pages of the book. "They can be numerous different things. We've already touched on engineers..."
"Hermione, is there something wrong?"
If she had been expecting any response, it had not been that. "No... no, why would anything be wrong? Just..." she trailed off, not being able to think of anything to add on to that. "C'mon, you seem... off tonight. Whats wrong?" he pressed on, taking the book from her and closing it. She glared at him. "Have you got short term memory loss? Do you not remember waltzing up to Harry and Ron and asking if I had hung myself?" she replied hotly. He let out a small laugh. "Oh go on... I never said that."
"So you're saying Ron's lying to me?"
"Well, it's not like either of your friends have a very high opinion of me, do they!?"
She shook her head and grabbed her book back, pursing her lips as she let her eyes travel back over the pages. "Whatever. I didn't think we were going to become friends anyway, so it's not like you should much of care, right?" she replied snappishly, clenching her jaw as she stopped flipping through the book. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Look, I didn't mean for you to get pissed off at me. I was simply asking a question." he replied hotly, leaning towards her. She narrowed her eyes dangerously at him.
"You called my friend a liar."
"I simply said he was probably trying to make me look bad."
"Did you approach them?"
"Yes I did!"
"And what'd you say?"
"Well, I had to taunt them... I mean, you know. It's just something I have to do!" Draco replied quickly. He looked both angered and hurt by the accusations. "So... that doesn't explain what you said." she said coolly. He grumbled something under his breath, then sighed heavily. "All right, I did ask if you'd hung yourself. But I couldn't as easily ask where you were without throwing SOMETHING rude in!"
She stood up quickly. "So you asked if I hung myself?! You could've thought something else up Draco, I was actually hurt by that statement!"
He stood also, staring at her. "I've been teasing you since our first bloody year at this school, how is that one statement going to affect you NOW?"
She felt it building up in her chest, the words were swirling around in her mind. She was going to hold out, she had to, but it didn't happen. No, she just happen to blurt it out. "Well because NOW you're not a vile git! Now I happen to like you!" The sentence hung in the air for what seemed like hours before Draco finally found his voice. "You like me? How... what do you mean?"
"I mean... I like you. You know... like... that." she was blushing vividly, looking at her feet as she spoke. He blinked in reply, unable to conjure any words to say. 'Right now... would be a very good time to tell her.' he thought meekly. But he was at a loss for words. What he'd been hoping for was finally confirmed, and he could do nothing but stand there and oggle her like she was insane.
'That. was. bad.' Hermione's mind screamed. 'Very...very... bad.' Why hadn't she expected this? How else would he respond. She knew she was hoping he'd say he liked her too, but at this rate... it didn't look like that was going to happen.
He opened his mouth stupidly, as if getting ready to say something, but immediately closed his mouth. The words were on the tip of his tongue, and ready to jumble out in a nervous rush. He had to hold his cool. He retained an easy manner once more, crossing his arms over his chest and laughing quietly to himself. To Hermione, this event seemed to go from bad... to just worse.
"So... what you're saying is... you like me. Totally opposite of what you've led me to believe?"
If it was possible, she blushed even redder. "Y-y-yes..."
He made his way toward her slowly, his arms still crossed over his chest. They were merely inches apart before he finally stopped and put his arms at his sides. The silent moment that followed this action lasted forever it seemed. She had no idea what to say, what to do at that point. She was hypnotized by his eyes. The ice blue pools staring down into her own. Her stomach did a backflip inside her. What was he thinking? What was his next move. It didn't take her long to find out.
Within the same moment her curiousity had grown to a dangerous level, he took her head in his hand and very slowly, very gently, kissed her lips in the softest, most passionate way he could possibly muster. She inwardly gasped, feeling her feet leave the ground. Just what she had wanted... The butterflies in her stomach were buzzing around crazily as she wrapped her arms around his neck loosely, and tried desperately to match his obvious experience. This was, after all, her first kiss.
For a moment, he was lost in her. He couldn't even begin to fill his arms with her, it seemed like he just wanted so much more to hold on to, like he wanted to... just be together.
It seemed like an eternity before they finally pulled apart. She was left breathless, yet wanting more... so much more. Their eyes locked for another moment, and a genuine smile crossed Draco's lips. She couldn't help but grin, and found herself giggling insanely. Draco opened his mouth once more, then shut it, and then finally said something.
"Yes well... likewise."
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AN: Okay, well... here's the deal. I was thinking about this, and this COULD be the last chapter. You know, the end of the story. But I want your peoples opinion... Should I keep going? Or should I leave it at this? Like I shall maintain, your opinion is highly valued to me, as the author. So right... review with what you think. Hope you enjoyed. =D
~Ali 3333
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The week seemed to drag by after that Saturday, and to Hermione's new horror, Thursday dawned on her. Which meant...
Midnight lessons with Draco.
So when 11:45 rolled around that night, Hermione heaved herself out of the comfiest chair in the common room. "I'll be back around two. Don't wait up." she said flatly, scooping up her bag and heading towards the portrait hole. Ron looked at her oddly. "Where are you going?"
"Just going to be a good person for a bit. Good night." With that, she walked out of the portrait hole and into the empty corridor. She honestly wished she hadn't promised Draco these lessons now. After what Ron had told her, she'd felt a sting of pain rush through her heart everytime she even saw Draco. "You should've expected this, you know." she told herself as she walked down a flight of stairs. "You knew he was a rotten bugger, but no... you had to think differently. Always trying to see the better in people." she scolded herself.
A heavy sigh escaped her as she turned a corner and she found herself on the corridor of the Room of Requirement. Draco was standing there, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked deep in thought, and completely irresistable. 'Why does he have to be such a nasty bastard and so good looking?' she thought as she made her way toward the figure that was Draco.
"Ready?" she asked flatly, causing Draco to jump slightly and look at her insanely. "Oh, right. Yeah..." he replied. She stared at the door for a moment, then opened it slowly and walked into the classroom type thing. They both took their respectable seats, then Hermione pulled her Muggle Studies book from her bag and opened it with a slam. "So, today we'll talk about the jobs Muggles can obtain." she said tonelessly, flipping through the pages of the book. "They can be numerous different things. We've already touched on engineers..."
"Hermione, is there something wrong?"
If she had been expecting any response, it had not been that. "No... no, why would anything be wrong? Just..." she trailed off, not being able to think of anything to add on to that. "C'mon, you seem... off tonight. Whats wrong?" he pressed on, taking the book from her and closing it. She glared at him. "Have you got short term memory loss? Do you not remember waltzing up to Harry and Ron and asking if I had hung myself?" she replied hotly. He let out a small laugh. "Oh go on... I never said that."
"So you're saying Ron's lying to me?"
"Well, it's not like either of your friends have a very high opinion of me, do they!?"
She shook her head and grabbed her book back, pursing her lips as she let her eyes travel back over the pages. "Whatever. I didn't think we were going to become friends anyway, so it's not like you should much of care, right?" she replied snappishly, clenching her jaw as she stopped flipping through the book. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Look, I didn't mean for you to get pissed off at me. I was simply asking a question." he replied hotly, leaning towards her. She narrowed her eyes dangerously at him.
"You called my friend a liar."
"I simply said he was probably trying to make me look bad."
"Did you approach them?"
"Yes I did!"
"And what'd you say?"
"Well, I had to taunt them... I mean, you know. It's just something I have to do!" Draco replied quickly. He looked both angered and hurt by the accusations. "So... that doesn't explain what you said." she said coolly. He grumbled something under his breath, then sighed heavily. "All right, I did ask if you'd hung yourself. But I couldn't as easily ask where you were without throwing SOMETHING rude in!"
She stood up quickly. "So you asked if I hung myself?! You could've thought something else up Draco, I was actually hurt by that statement!"
He stood also, staring at her. "I've been teasing you since our first bloody year at this school, how is that one statement going to affect you NOW?"
She felt it building up in her chest, the words were swirling around in her mind. She was going to hold out, she had to, but it didn't happen. No, she just happen to blurt it out. "Well because NOW you're not a vile git! Now I happen to like you!" The sentence hung in the air for what seemed like hours before Draco finally found his voice. "You like me? How... what do you mean?"
"I mean... I like you. You know... like... that." she was blushing vividly, looking at her feet as she spoke. He blinked in reply, unable to conjure any words to say. 'Right now... would be a very good time to tell her.' he thought meekly. But he was at a loss for words. What he'd been hoping for was finally confirmed, and he could do nothing but stand there and oggle her like she was insane.
'That. was. bad.' Hermione's mind screamed. 'Very...very... bad.' Why hadn't she expected this? How else would he respond. She knew she was hoping he'd say he liked her too, but at this rate... it didn't look like that was going to happen.
He opened his mouth stupidly, as if getting ready to say something, but immediately closed his mouth. The words were on the tip of his tongue, and ready to jumble out in a nervous rush. He had to hold his cool. He retained an easy manner once more, crossing his arms over his chest and laughing quietly to himself. To Hermione, this event seemed to go from bad... to just worse.
"So... what you're saying is... you like me. Totally opposite of what you've led me to believe?"
If it was possible, she blushed even redder. "Y-y-yes..."
He made his way toward her slowly, his arms still crossed over his chest. They were merely inches apart before he finally stopped and put his arms at his sides. The silent moment that followed this action lasted forever it seemed. She had no idea what to say, what to do at that point. She was hypnotized by his eyes. The ice blue pools staring down into her own. Her stomach did a backflip inside her. What was he thinking? What was his next move. It didn't take her long to find out.
Within the same moment her curiousity had grown to a dangerous level, he took her head in his hand and very slowly, very gently, kissed her lips in the softest, most passionate way he could possibly muster. She inwardly gasped, feeling her feet leave the ground. Just what she had wanted... The butterflies in her stomach were buzzing around crazily as she wrapped her arms around his neck loosely, and tried desperately to match his obvious experience. This was, after all, her first kiss.
For a moment, he was lost in her. He couldn't even begin to fill his arms with her, it seemed like he just wanted so much more to hold on to, like he wanted to... just be together.
It seemed like an eternity before they finally pulled apart. She was left breathless, yet wanting more... so much more. Their eyes locked for another moment, and a genuine smile crossed Draco's lips. She couldn't help but grin, and found herself giggling insanely. Draco opened his mouth once more, then shut it, and then finally said something.
"Yes well... likewise."
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AN: Okay, well... here's the deal. I was thinking about this, and this COULD be the last chapter. You know, the end of the story. But I want your peoples opinion... Should I keep going? Or should I leave it at this? Like I shall maintain, your opinion is highly valued to me, as the author. So right... review with what you think. Hope you enjoyed. =D
~Ali 3333
