A/N I felt all fluffy when I got on…I had 6 review in my mailbox!! *beams* thanks guys! I luv ya'll!
On to the story…and there will be more Hermione/Draco action in this one…I promise!
Disclaimer: Its just not worth suing me over…really….they aren't mine!
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Hermione leaned against the door she had just slammed that led to the common room breathing hard, what had just happened? He had kissed her, yes, but why? He had been so close, and she just couldn't make the right words come out. She had wanted to say, 'Draco, I'm starting to like you,' but couldn't bring herself to do it. But his actions had confirmed her worst and possibly best fear, they were falling in love with each other.
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Draco on the other hand, sat on the other side of that door in the common room, his head still in a daze.
'Why did I do that? The moment was so perfect, I know, but still, why in Merlin's name did I do that!'
He got up and went to his room, staggering a bit when he stood up and all the blood rushed back into his body. Everything was happening so fast and he needed to get ready to go to the feast, it would be very awkward having to sit next to Hermione after what had just happened. He knew he was going to have to talk to her about it, but how to say it, he didn't know.
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Hermione dressed quickly and ran out into the common room and toward the bathroom, hoping that Draco was still in his room. Luckily, he was.
She brushed her hair and her teeth and inspected herself in the mirror, this was going to be a very long night. Looking out into the common room she made sure Draco wasn't there and started heading toward the portrait hole. Then she remembered that they had to sit by each other at the feast, which also meant they would have to arrive together.
She sighed and sat in the chair by the fire and waited for Draco to come out of his room. He did after a few minutes and Hermione looked up.
"Draco, we probably need to arrive together if we have to sit together." She said quickly, studying her shoes.
"Right, can we just go then? This room is starting to make me crazy."
She nodded and started walking toward the door, Draco didn't follow.
"Hermione," He began.
She stopped and turned around, her eyes avoiding his.
"I'd rather you didn't mention anything about…what happened earlier."
She sighed and nodded, "I wasn't going to anyways, its no one else's business what we do in here." She turned and began walking toward the door again, he didn't stop her.
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They reached the Great Hall before most of the students had gotten there, Dumbledore was sitting in his normal seat and they went up to him.
"Headmaster, what are we supposed to do now?" Hermione inquired, Draco just stood there looking at him.
"Ah, my new Head Persons, just take your seats, right there." He pointed to a long table in front of the teacher's table. There were two high backed chairs in the middle, Hermione assumed that they were theirs.
"Thank you Headmaster." She bowed her head and walked to her seat, Draco followed her in tow.
Their seats were very comfortable, very cushy and soft. The only problem was that they were very close together, which could make for some very awkward moments that night.
The students began to file into the room slowly and Hermione and Draco sat quietly, waving to their friends or smiling when they walked in. Hermione saw Ron and Harry walk in and Harry waved and smiled but Ron watched his feet the entire time. Hermione ignored this and watched the last few people walk in.
Professor McGonagall brought in the tripod stool with the Sorting Hat, and set it on the platform in front of the table. Hermione waited to hear the new song that the Hat had made up over the year.
It opened its rip-like mouth and began to sing.
The beginning of this year is here,
But I ask you all to shed no tears,
For this year will be full of love and joy,
And merriment for each girl and boy.
But before I begin to sorting you,
I shall tell you a short tale that's true,
About four wizards past,
Who asked me to make Hogwarts last.
There was noble Gryffindor,
Who was brave at heart,
Nerve, daring, and chivalry set fearless Gryffindor apart.
Next there was patient Hufflepuff,
She was true and loyal,
And she was always and completely,
Unafraid of toil.
Ravenclaw was next to come,
Who was wise in mind and learning,
She was quick with wit,
And kept your wheels a turning.
Last is cunning Slytherin,
Not much to say about him you all know his fame,
Slippery as a serpent he was,
And his attitude was the same.
And now you know the Hogwarts bunch,
Who brought you here so your minds could munch,
On magic, potions, and so much more,
And I'm sure I'm being quite a bore.
So step forward little first years,
Put behind you all your fears,
Place me on your head you shall,
And I will tell you which of the Hogwarts four,
Will be your new best pal!
Everyone began to cheer and clap as the hat finished it song. Hermione clapped softly, still remembering the Hat's third line, "For this year will be full of love and joy." The love part was what scared her, especially because the Hat never lied.
"New best pal?" Hermione heard Draco laugh beside her, she looked up, he was smiling. Something that no one had ever seen him really do when he wasn't making fun or someone. Although, he was making fun of the hat, but he was right, it was a funny line.
The sorting went quickly and soon enough Dumbledore was standing and clearing his throat, ready to give his beginning of term speech. The hall quieted and he began.
"Welcome students, new and old! I'm glad to see that everyone is back in one peace again this year!" He beamed and continued. "As you all know, the Forbidden Forest is still off limits to all students, and I would like to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Quigley." A short man with a bald head stood up and took a bow then sat back down. "I would also like to introduce your new Head Persons, Miss Hermione Granger, and Mister Draco Malfoy. Please stand up and take a bow." Hermione and Draco reluctantly did what they were told, bowing to the claps from their astonished classmates. "Now, please, tuck in." Dumbledore waved his hands and smiled as the plates in front of them were filled with food. Everyone began to eat and talk, Hermione was glad to be back, and hoped that this year would be better than the others, but it of course, always was.
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After the feast was over, Hermione went back to her room, just wanting to get away from everyone staring at her sitting next to Draco. She entered the common room to see the familiar platinum blonde hair sitting by the fire. She smiled and went over to sit next to him.
"Well, that went well." She said in a huff, sitting down on the couch next to Draco.
"Yeah, if you call getting stares from all your friends as if you were mad while you are eating fun, then it was a blast." He drawled sarcastically.
"Well don't think it was any better for me Draco, now I'm going to go take a long hot bath, I've had enough to deal with tonight." And with that she got up and stomped off to the bathroom.
Draco laughed at her childishness and turned back to his book. Still trying to forget the…display of affection they had shared earlier, but he still couldn't get it out of his mind. Was he seeing things, or did he actually see fireworks when he kissed her? No, it was impossible, she was a Mudblood, he was a pureblood, they couldn't mix.
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Hermione drew a bath, filling it with her favorite strawberry bubbles from the tap. She disrobed and pulled herself into the bath, glad to be comfortable and alone. She dwelled on the kiss that she had shared with Draco, no matter how small it was, it still had to have meaning, right?
She was lost in thought when she heard a small knock on the door.
"What?" She snapped.
"Hermione, can I come in?" A timid voice asked, she knew that it couldn't have been Draco.
She sunk down deeper into the water and made sure she was covered and then said, "I guess."
Ginny walked into the bathroom slowly, Hermione smiled, glad that it wasn't someone else.
"Oh, hey Ginny, what's up?"
"Can I talk to you Hermione? I don't know who else to go to."
"Sure Gin, 'bout what?"
"Well, Ron has been fuming about Malfoy being Head Boy and he just won't shut up! Hermione, I think he really likes you."
Hermione had considered this but had pushed the thought out of her head. "Ginny, I couldn't do that to him, one of us would end up getting hurt, and the Golden Trio would be no more. And you know poor Harry would be caught in the middle the entire time. I just have to make Ron realize that I don't like him like that, that I like someone else." She hadn't meant to say that but it had slipped, Ginny looked at her, her eyes begging for her to go on.
"Oh Hermione, who is it!?" She beamed, giggling madly.
"Its not important Draco, er I mean Ginny." Oh Merlin, she had really done it now. Ginny looked at her with horror.
"You like…Malfoy!?" Ginny squealed, Hermione felt like sinking to the bottom of the tub and dieing.
"Ginny, please don't say anything to anyone, I'm not even sure of it myself yet. Now, go back to the tower, its too late for you to be out anyway!" She laughed jokingly.
"Okay Hermione, I promise I won't, goodnight." She walked toward the door and stepped out, Hermione caught site of a grinning Draco sitting in the chair by the fire as Ginny shut the door.
"Oy, he heard her, didn't he." She moaned, getting out of the now cold bath and wrapping a robe around her then using a drying spell to dry her hair.
She padded out to the common room and looked at Draco, his grin told all.
"So, you like me do you?" He asked, getting out of the chair and walking toward her.
"What makes you think that?" She tried to play dumb, although she knew he was cunning and it would never work.
"You like…Malfoy?!" He squealed, trying to mimic Ginny's voice.
Hermione slapped him across the face, "You really shouldn't eavesdrop Draco." She turned and began to walk toward her room. He ran to the door and stopped her.
"I'm not letting you in there until you answer me, so unless you would like to go through the rest of the year in a robe, I suggest you do." He gave a merciless grin, and Hermione decided to play along.
"What if I did like you Malfoy?" She spat out his last name as if it were something foul. "What would you want with a Mudblood like me anyway?"
"Oh, but my dear Mudblood, blood doesn't matter if there is true love, now does it?" He put one of his fingers under her chin and turned her gaze up to his eyes. Honey eyes stared into icy blue ones again, and she thought before she spoke.
"Oh, Mister Malfoy, are you saying that blood doesn't matter in the Malfoy line? I don't believe that is what you were raised to think, now is it?" She tried to sound as confident as possible, although inside her heart was racing as fast as an antelope's legs that was running from a lion.
"Screw the Malfoy line, let them all rot." His serious tone was gone now and there was a playful spark in his eyes. He had her cornered and was very close to her now. He brought his face to close to hers that she could count all the pale freckles that she had never noticed were there.
"Draco…" She began again.
"How about we just skip the repetitions and cut to the chase?" He laughed again, and his features softened.
'He is bloody gorgeous, why haven't I ever noticed? I guess I just haven't given myself the chance to notice.'
"What chase would that be Draco?" She left her serious tone behind and switched to one as playful as his.
"This one," He kissed her softly again, pulling her close to him. Hermione had not been expecting him to do it and had made a small gasping noise as his lips claimed hers. It wasn't terribly long, but short and sweet. He pulled away and looked at her, she was shaking terribly.
"Well, goodnight then." She said quickly, pushing past him and slamming the door, she threw herself on her bed and began to cry.
Draco on the other hand was still amazed at what he had just done and what he was doing now. He was falling in love with a Mudblood, a beautiful, smart, chaste, Mudblood. He went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, he desperately needed it.
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A/N…really long chapter! I'm proud of myself, 2334 words!! Hope everyone liked it…there will be more problems in the next chapter…but I'm getting braces on 2marro, so I dunno if I'll be up to writing…but I'll try! Please Review!
Love and Fluff,
Natalie
On to the story…and there will be more Hermione/Draco action in this one…I promise!
Disclaimer: Its just not worth suing me over…really….they aren't mine!
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Hermione leaned against the door she had just slammed that led to the common room breathing hard, what had just happened? He had kissed her, yes, but why? He had been so close, and she just couldn't make the right words come out. She had wanted to say, 'Draco, I'm starting to like you,' but couldn't bring herself to do it. But his actions had confirmed her worst and possibly best fear, they were falling in love with each other.
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Draco on the other hand, sat on the other side of that door in the common room, his head still in a daze.
'Why did I do that? The moment was so perfect, I know, but still, why in Merlin's name did I do that!'
He got up and went to his room, staggering a bit when he stood up and all the blood rushed back into his body. Everything was happening so fast and he needed to get ready to go to the feast, it would be very awkward having to sit next to Hermione after what had just happened. He knew he was going to have to talk to her about it, but how to say it, he didn't know.
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Hermione dressed quickly and ran out into the common room and toward the bathroom, hoping that Draco was still in his room. Luckily, he was.
She brushed her hair and her teeth and inspected herself in the mirror, this was going to be a very long night. Looking out into the common room she made sure Draco wasn't there and started heading toward the portrait hole. Then she remembered that they had to sit by each other at the feast, which also meant they would have to arrive together.
She sighed and sat in the chair by the fire and waited for Draco to come out of his room. He did after a few minutes and Hermione looked up.
"Draco, we probably need to arrive together if we have to sit together." She said quickly, studying her shoes.
"Right, can we just go then? This room is starting to make me crazy."
She nodded and started walking toward the door, Draco didn't follow.
"Hermione," He began.
She stopped and turned around, her eyes avoiding his.
"I'd rather you didn't mention anything about…what happened earlier."
She sighed and nodded, "I wasn't going to anyways, its no one else's business what we do in here." She turned and began walking toward the door again, he didn't stop her.
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They reached the Great Hall before most of the students had gotten there, Dumbledore was sitting in his normal seat and they went up to him.
"Headmaster, what are we supposed to do now?" Hermione inquired, Draco just stood there looking at him.
"Ah, my new Head Persons, just take your seats, right there." He pointed to a long table in front of the teacher's table. There were two high backed chairs in the middle, Hermione assumed that they were theirs.
"Thank you Headmaster." She bowed her head and walked to her seat, Draco followed her in tow.
Their seats were very comfortable, very cushy and soft. The only problem was that they were very close together, which could make for some very awkward moments that night.
The students began to file into the room slowly and Hermione and Draco sat quietly, waving to their friends or smiling when they walked in. Hermione saw Ron and Harry walk in and Harry waved and smiled but Ron watched his feet the entire time. Hermione ignored this and watched the last few people walk in.
Professor McGonagall brought in the tripod stool with the Sorting Hat, and set it on the platform in front of the table. Hermione waited to hear the new song that the Hat had made up over the year.
It opened its rip-like mouth and began to sing.
The beginning of this year is here,
But I ask you all to shed no tears,
For this year will be full of love and joy,
And merriment for each girl and boy.
But before I begin to sorting you,
I shall tell you a short tale that's true,
About four wizards past,
Who asked me to make Hogwarts last.
There was noble Gryffindor,
Who was brave at heart,
Nerve, daring, and chivalry set fearless Gryffindor apart.
Next there was patient Hufflepuff,
She was true and loyal,
And she was always and completely,
Unafraid of toil.
Ravenclaw was next to come,
Who was wise in mind and learning,
She was quick with wit,
And kept your wheels a turning.
Last is cunning Slytherin,
Not much to say about him you all know his fame,
Slippery as a serpent he was,
And his attitude was the same.
And now you know the Hogwarts bunch,
Who brought you here so your minds could munch,
On magic, potions, and so much more,
And I'm sure I'm being quite a bore.
So step forward little first years,
Put behind you all your fears,
Place me on your head you shall,
And I will tell you which of the Hogwarts four,
Will be your new best pal!
Everyone began to cheer and clap as the hat finished it song. Hermione clapped softly, still remembering the Hat's third line, "For this year will be full of love and joy." The love part was what scared her, especially because the Hat never lied.
"New best pal?" Hermione heard Draco laugh beside her, she looked up, he was smiling. Something that no one had ever seen him really do when he wasn't making fun or someone. Although, he was making fun of the hat, but he was right, it was a funny line.
The sorting went quickly and soon enough Dumbledore was standing and clearing his throat, ready to give his beginning of term speech. The hall quieted and he began.
"Welcome students, new and old! I'm glad to see that everyone is back in one peace again this year!" He beamed and continued. "As you all know, the Forbidden Forest is still off limits to all students, and I would like to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Quigley." A short man with a bald head stood up and took a bow then sat back down. "I would also like to introduce your new Head Persons, Miss Hermione Granger, and Mister Draco Malfoy. Please stand up and take a bow." Hermione and Draco reluctantly did what they were told, bowing to the claps from their astonished classmates. "Now, please, tuck in." Dumbledore waved his hands and smiled as the plates in front of them were filled with food. Everyone began to eat and talk, Hermione was glad to be back, and hoped that this year would be better than the others, but it of course, always was.
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After the feast was over, Hermione went back to her room, just wanting to get away from everyone staring at her sitting next to Draco. She entered the common room to see the familiar platinum blonde hair sitting by the fire. She smiled and went over to sit next to him.
"Well, that went well." She said in a huff, sitting down on the couch next to Draco.
"Yeah, if you call getting stares from all your friends as if you were mad while you are eating fun, then it was a blast." He drawled sarcastically.
"Well don't think it was any better for me Draco, now I'm going to go take a long hot bath, I've had enough to deal with tonight." And with that she got up and stomped off to the bathroom.
Draco laughed at her childishness and turned back to his book. Still trying to forget the…display of affection they had shared earlier, but he still couldn't get it out of his mind. Was he seeing things, or did he actually see fireworks when he kissed her? No, it was impossible, she was a Mudblood, he was a pureblood, they couldn't mix.
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Hermione drew a bath, filling it with her favorite strawberry bubbles from the tap. She disrobed and pulled herself into the bath, glad to be comfortable and alone. She dwelled on the kiss that she had shared with Draco, no matter how small it was, it still had to have meaning, right?
She was lost in thought when she heard a small knock on the door.
"What?" She snapped.
"Hermione, can I come in?" A timid voice asked, she knew that it couldn't have been Draco.
She sunk down deeper into the water and made sure she was covered and then said, "I guess."
Ginny walked into the bathroom slowly, Hermione smiled, glad that it wasn't someone else.
"Oh, hey Ginny, what's up?"
"Can I talk to you Hermione? I don't know who else to go to."
"Sure Gin, 'bout what?"
"Well, Ron has been fuming about Malfoy being Head Boy and he just won't shut up! Hermione, I think he really likes you."
Hermione had considered this but had pushed the thought out of her head. "Ginny, I couldn't do that to him, one of us would end up getting hurt, and the Golden Trio would be no more. And you know poor Harry would be caught in the middle the entire time. I just have to make Ron realize that I don't like him like that, that I like someone else." She hadn't meant to say that but it had slipped, Ginny looked at her, her eyes begging for her to go on.
"Oh Hermione, who is it!?" She beamed, giggling madly.
"Its not important Draco, er I mean Ginny." Oh Merlin, she had really done it now. Ginny looked at her with horror.
"You like…Malfoy!?" Ginny squealed, Hermione felt like sinking to the bottom of the tub and dieing.
"Ginny, please don't say anything to anyone, I'm not even sure of it myself yet. Now, go back to the tower, its too late for you to be out anyway!" She laughed jokingly.
"Okay Hermione, I promise I won't, goodnight." She walked toward the door and stepped out, Hermione caught site of a grinning Draco sitting in the chair by the fire as Ginny shut the door.
"Oy, he heard her, didn't he." She moaned, getting out of the now cold bath and wrapping a robe around her then using a drying spell to dry her hair.
She padded out to the common room and looked at Draco, his grin told all.
"So, you like me do you?" He asked, getting out of the chair and walking toward her.
"What makes you think that?" She tried to play dumb, although she knew he was cunning and it would never work.
"You like…Malfoy?!" He squealed, trying to mimic Ginny's voice.
Hermione slapped him across the face, "You really shouldn't eavesdrop Draco." She turned and began to walk toward her room. He ran to the door and stopped her.
"I'm not letting you in there until you answer me, so unless you would like to go through the rest of the year in a robe, I suggest you do." He gave a merciless grin, and Hermione decided to play along.
"What if I did like you Malfoy?" She spat out his last name as if it were something foul. "What would you want with a Mudblood like me anyway?"
"Oh, but my dear Mudblood, blood doesn't matter if there is true love, now does it?" He put one of his fingers under her chin and turned her gaze up to his eyes. Honey eyes stared into icy blue ones again, and she thought before she spoke.
"Oh, Mister Malfoy, are you saying that blood doesn't matter in the Malfoy line? I don't believe that is what you were raised to think, now is it?" She tried to sound as confident as possible, although inside her heart was racing as fast as an antelope's legs that was running from a lion.
"Screw the Malfoy line, let them all rot." His serious tone was gone now and there was a playful spark in his eyes. He had her cornered and was very close to her now. He brought his face to close to hers that she could count all the pale freckles that she had never noticed were there.
"Draco…" She began again.
"How about we just skip the repetitions and cut to the chase?" He laughed again, and his features softened.
'He is bloody gorgeous, why haven't I ever noticed? I guess I just haven't given myself the chance to notice.'
"What chase would that be Draco?" She left her serious tone behind and switched to one as playful as his.
"This one," He kissed her softly again, pulling her close to him. Hermione had not been expecting him to do it and had made a small gasping noise as his lips claimed hers. It wasn't terribly long, but short and sweet. He pulled away and looked at her, she was shaking terribly.
"Well, goodnight then." She said quickly, pushing past him and slamming the door, she threw herself on her bed and began to cry.
Draco on the other hand was still amazed at what he had just done and what he was doing now. He was falling in love with a Mudblood, a beautiful, smart, chaste, Mudblood. He went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, he desperately needed it.
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A/N…really long chapter! I'm proud of myself, 2334 words!! Hope everyone liked it…there will be more problems in the next chapter…but I'm getting braces on 2marro, so I dunno if I'll be up to writing…but I'll try! Please Review!
Love and Fluff,
Natalie