Chapter seven
"Ron, would you stop it, I said I'm sorry," Ginny said irritably while piling some ham onto her plate.
Ron had been shooting her glares since she took a seat next to him. Harry and Hermione were sitting across from them both, Harry with his arm around Hermione's waist. Ron didn't seem able to let what happened last night go, unlike everyone else. Everyone was acting as if a Slytherin and Gryffindor didn't kiss last night. After all ignorance is bliss right?
Right! Hermione told herself. She would ignore it, simple as that.
"Really, it's Ok Ron, don't worry about it" Harry told his best friend "Were alright now, right Hermione?"
All Hermione could manage was a smile though. She couldn't get the lump in her throat to go away. She has purposely taken seats facing the wall so she wouldn't have to see Malfoy chancing glances over to her.
She had run into him before she meet up with Harry that morning and he looked back to his normal self. He had the usual scowl on and just made a usual snide remark to her. But somehow she knew she wasn't alone in what she had felt.
"Well we better go if I'm going to walk you to Arithmancy Mione" Harry said, placing his napkin in his plate and standing up.
"You don't have to Harry" Hermione said, standing up as well
"Hermione I always do" Harry chuckled and looked to Ron who had been apologizing to Ginny, though neither of them seemed to thoroughly forgive each other.
"I'll catch up with you in dividations alright Ron"
"Right"
Hermione had made their way ¾ of the way to the Arithmancy classroom, hand in hand. Then Hermione caught sight of him. Malfoy was just coming out from a shortcut right next to them, by himself which he never was. It was apparent to Hermione he had been waiting for them since he continued to walk next to Hermione.
Hermione's mouth was as dry as parchment, but she wouldn't let Malfoy get to her. She could feel her palms start to sweat, but she just kept her face pointing forward.
Hermione could feel Malfoy leaning towards her, his hot breath warm her shoulder even through her heavy school robes.
"I know what your feeling Granger" he whispered seductively to Hermione making her jump slightly towards Harry.
In one quick movement Harry pull Hermione behind him and drew his wand into Malfoy's face. Malfoy just smirked at Harry wand and sneered at him.
"You've always been the hero haven't you Potter? Always the goodie-good! I guess you just not bad enough for her" Malfoy mocked and took off without another word, leaving Harry to glare after him.
"Look I've got to get to class but you will be careful around him? I swear if he lays one finger one you-"
Harry made a violent gesture with his hands, but Hermione placed hers one his own to stop him.
"I'll be fine don't worry ok" Hermione said forcing a small laugh. It seemed to satisfy Harry so he gave he a small kiss on the forehead and took off.
Fine? She wasn't sure that was the word for it. Hermione was still at an utter loss and Malfoy trying to move on her wasn't helping any. Part of her felt he was a stupid git for even trying, yet the other part... She clearly remembered what he had said. 'I know how you feel'. Did he really know how she felt? Hermione wondered.
Hermione tired to concentrate on her arithmancy class work, but couldn't Halfway through the class she looked down and gasped at what she saw. She hadn't even realized she was writing it.
Draco Malfoy= 49136 413667= 50=
It was evident that she had been trying to find Malfoy's character number. She hadn't even realized she had done so and quickly balled up the paper and threw it in the nearby waste bin.
Hermione let her head fall onto the table. She had told herself she wouldn't think about him. How could she feel this way about someone who has taunted, teased, and hurt her over the past 6 years? But her thoughts her interrupted when she saw Malfoy making his way down her isle out of the corner of her eye. He was wearing the usual smirk and looking directly into her eyes. His cold gray eyes were no long cold, but what they were Hermione couldn't figure out. But they were different; different from the person she had seen over the years.
Malfoy was only inches from her no, level with her desk. She couldn't move a muscle, she felt like she was frozen to the spot though she tired with all the might to move out of his range. He drew a long slender finger and slowly ran in up her back as he walked by. A cold shiver ran right along with his finger, but she liked how it felt. It felt pleasant and she liked it. He just smirked at her as he passed; every bone in her body had turned on in response to his touch.
Hermione never felt this way about Harry, she never had before. Harry had never been able to wake her whole body up or make her shiver with just his touch. And it scared her. She didn't want to feel this way. She loved Harry and she didn't want anything to change, change was never good.
So she had to continue the rest of the class avoid Draco's look and having to redo her work almost 4 times her hand was shaking so hard.
"Ron, would you stop it, I said I'm sorry," Ginny said irritably while piling some ham onto her plate.
Ron had been shooting her glares since she took a seat next to him. Harry and Hermione were sitting across from them both, Harry with his arm around Hermione's waist. Ron didn't seem able to let what happened last night go, unlike everyone else. Everyone was acting as if a Slytherin and Gryffindor didn't kiss last night. After all ignorance is bliss right?
Right! Hermione told herself. She would ignore it, simple as that.
"Really, it's Ok Ron, don't worry about it" Harry told his best friend "Were alright now, right Hermione?"
All Hermione could manage was a smile though. She couldn't get the lump in her throat to go away. She has purposely taken seats facing the wall so she wouldn't have to see Malfoy chancing glances over to her.
She had run into him before she meet up with Harry that morning and he looked back to his normal self. He had the usual scowl on and just made a usual snide remark to her. But somehow she knew she wasn't alone in what she had felt.
"Well we better go if I'm going to walk you to Arithmancy Mione" Harry said, placing his napkin in his plate and standing up.
"You don't have to Harry" Hermione said, standing up as well
"Hermione I always do" Harry chuckled and looked to Ron who had been apologizing to Ginny, though neither of them seemed to thoroughly forgive each other.
"I'll catch up with you in dividations alright Ron"
"Right"
Hermione had made their way ¾ of the way to the Arithmancy classroom, hand in hand. Then Hermione caught sight of him. Malfoy was just coming out from a shortcut right next to them, by himself which he never was. It was apparent to Hermione he had been waiting for them since he continued to walk next to Hermione.
Hermione's mouth was as dry as parchment, but she wouldn't let Malfoy get to her. She could feel her palms start to sweat, but she just kept her face pointing forward.
Hermione could feel Malfoy leaning towards her, his hot breath warm her shoulder even through her heavy school robes.
"I know what your feeling Granger" he whispered seductively to Hermione making her jump slightly towards Harry.
In one quick movement Harry pull Hermione behind him and drew his wand into Malfoy's face. Malfoy just smirked at Harry wand and sneered at him.
"You've always been the hero haven't you Potter? Always the goodie-good! I guess you just not bad enough for her" Malfoy mocked and took off without another word, leaving Harry to glare after him.
"Look I've got to get to class but you will be careful around him? I swear if he lays one finger one you-"
Harry made a violent gesture with his hands, but Hermione placed hers one his own to stop him.
"I'll be fine don't worry ok" Hermione said forcing a small laugh. It seemed to satisfy Harry so he gave he a small kiss on the forehead and took off.
Fine? She wasn't sure that was the word for it. Hermione was still at an utter loss and Malfoy trying to move on her wasn't helping any. Part of her felt he was a stupid git for even trying, yet the other part... She clearly remembered what he had said. 'I know how you feel'. Did he really know how she felt? Hermione wondered.
Hermione tired to concentrate on her arithmancy class work, but couldn't Halfway through the class she looked down and gasped at what she saw. She hadn't even realized she was writing it.
Draco Malfoy= 49136 413667= 50=
It was evident that she had been trying to find Malfoy's character number. She hadn't even realized she had done so and quickly balled up the paper and threw it in the nearby waste bin.
Hermione let her head fall onto the table. She had told herself she wouldn't think about him. How could she feel this way about someone who has taunted, teased, and hurt her over the past 6 years? But her thoughts her interrupted when she saw Malfoy making his way down her isle out of the corner of her eye. He was wearing the usual smirk and looking directly into her eyes. His cold gray eyes were no long cold, but what they were Hermione couldn't figure out. But they were different; different from the person she had seen over the years.
Malfoy was only inches from her no, level with her desk. She couldn't move a muscle, she felt like she was frozen to the spot though she tired with all the might to move out of his range. He drew a long slender finger and slowly ran in up her back as he walked by. A cold shiver ran right along with his finger, but she liked how it felt. It felt pleasant and she liked it. He just smirked at her as he passed; every bone in her body had turned on in response to his touch.
Hermione never felt this way about Harry, she never had before. Harry had never been able to wake her whole body up or make her shiver with just his touch. And it scared her. She didn't want to feel this way. She loved Harry and she didn't want anything to change, change was never good.
So she had to continue the rest of the class avoid Draco's look and having to redo her work almost 4 times her hand was shaking so hard.