A/N…everyone read my new Hermione/Draco fic…Rose is for Remember…hope you like it! Onto the story!
Disclaimer…for the 50 millionth time…I do not own Harry Potter!
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Auburn eyelashes fluttered open next to alabaster skin. Her leg was flung over his legs, and her arm was strewn across his chest. She stifled a giggle and slid away from him and onto the other pillow, hoping that he hadn't woken up and found her in such a position. It was too late though, for he had already.
"Thought you'd never move." He drawled, sitting up and rubbing his neck.
"Sleep well then I'd trust?" She laughed.
"Your pillows are too soft, I have a crick in my neck." He tried massaging it himself.
"Oh come here," She sighed, dragging him toward her and massaging his neck.
"You have great hands you know that?" He laughed.
"I had no clue." She smirked.
She finished by biting his neck softly, a moan of pleasure escaping his mouth. Hey, who said that Hermione Granger couldn't be seductive?
The two heard a small gasp from the doorway and looked up, an awestruck Harry stood in the doorway.
"Oh, sorry, didn't know I was intruding on anything. Hermione, Ron wanted to talk to you but I'll tell him you'll talk to him later." And with that he ran out of the common room.
"Don't people ever knock? Honestly." Draco drawled.
"Oh God." Hermione moaned.
"What's wrong?"
"He's going to go tell Ron, and seeing us half naked in bed isn't exactly what Ron is going to want to hear." She sighed.
"Should I run?" He snickered.
"I suggest that you do, unless you want a black eye and a bloody nose."
"Well then, Miss Smarty Pants, what are you going to go do?"
"I…I am going to go talk to him, he wouldn't dare hit me, would he?" And with that she changed into her uniform and stalked off to the Gryffindor Tower.
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"Ron, I don't know what I saw, all I saw was Hermione and Malfoy sitting in bed together." Harry sighed.
"Wearing next to nothing." The red-head's face was almost as red as his hair at that moment.
"Well, they were wearing pajamas."
"Ron!" Hermione rushed into the common room, Ron got up and walked away but Hermione ran after him and grabbed his arm.
"Listen to me Ron, it wasn't what it looked like, Draco got locked out of his room and he didn't want to sleep on the couch so he…slept with me. Nothing happened though I promise." The Head Girl's face was flushed.
"Your bloody sleeping with the enemy Hermione. I don't care if nothing happened, you told me you loved me." He turned away from her.
"And I meant it Ron, just not it that way. You and Harry are like brothers to me."
"Brothers, yeah, right." He stalked off up to his dormitory.
"Awfully moody isn't he?" Hermione sighed looking at Harry and Ginny. They didn't say anything. "Oh come on, you both believe me that nothing happened right?"
"Yeah, sure Hermione. We believe you." Ginny forced a smile.
The Head Girl sighed and walked back to her common room where Draco was now sitting on the couch reading the Daily Prophet. He looked up at her with a questioning look when she walked in.
"Next time you see Ron…run." She said in an exasperated manner, plopping down on the couch next to Draco.
"I'll take it he didn't take it too well." He laughed.
"'Your bloody sleeping with the enemy Hermione.'" She mimicked him.
"Sleeping with the enemy? Hmm, never thought of it that way." Draco rubbed his chin.
"Prat!" She giggled and shoved him. "So, did you get your door unlocked?"
"Yes, Filch came and fixed it, and he seemed keenly interested in where I slept last night. I told him I slept on the couch, but he didn't seem to believe me." Draco ran his hand through his hair, it was terribly messy.
"Well, I suppose we should get to class." She stood and grabbed her bag then walked out of the common room. Hey, she was still Hermione.
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A/N…sorry this is kind of a short chapter…yes…Ron is being a prat…and I have decided on a rating change in the next chapter…be ready…the rest of the story should be interesting! Thanks for the reviews and thanks for being patient!
Love and Fluff,
Natalie
Disclaimer…for the 50 millionth time…I do not own Harry Potter!
*****
Auburn eyelashes fluttered open next to alabaster skin. Her leg was flung over his legs, and her arm was strewn across his chest. She stifled a giggle and slid away from him and onto the other pillow, hoping that he hadn't woken up and found her in such a position. It was too late though, for he had already.
"Thought you'd never move." He drawled, sitting up and rubbing his neck.
"Sleep well then I'd trust?" She laughed.
"Your pillows are too soft, I have a crick in my neck." He tried massaging it himself.
"Oh come here," She sighed, dragging him toward her and massaging his neck.
"You have great hands you know that?" He laughed.
"I had no clue." She smirked.
She finished by biting his neck softly, a moan of pleasure escaping his mouth. Hey, who said that Hermione Granger couldn't be seductive?
The two heard a small gasp from the doorway and looked up, an awestruck Harry stood in the doorway.
"Oh, sorry, didn't know I was intruding on anything. Hermione, Ron wanted to talk to you but I'll tell him you'll talk to him later." And with that he ran out of the common room.
"Don't people ever knock? Honestly." Draco drawled.
"Oh God." Hermione moaned.
"What's wrong?"
"He's going to go tell Ron, and seeing us half naked in bed isn't exactly what Ron is going to want to hear." She sighed.
"Should I run?" He snickered.
"I suggest that you do, unless you want a black eye and a bloody nose."
"Well then, Miss Smarty Pants, what are you going to go do?"
"I…I am going to go talk to him, he wouldn't dare hit me, would he?" And with that she changed into her uniform and stalked off to the Gryffindor Tower.
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"Ron, I don't know what I saw, all I saw was Hermione and Malfoy sitting in bed together." Harry sighed.
"Wearing next to nothing." The red-head's face was almost as red as his hair at that moment.
"Well, they were wearing pajamas."
"Ron!" Hermione rushed into the common room, Ron got up and walked away but Hermione ran after him and grabbed his arm.
"Listen to me Ron, it wasn't what it looked like, Draco got locked out of his room and he didn't want to sleep on the couch so he…slept with me. Nothing happened though I promise." The Head Girl's face was flushed.
"Your bloody sleeping with the enemy Hermione. I don't care if nothing happened, you told me you loved me." He turned away from her.
"And I meant it Ron, just not it that way. You and Harry are like brothers to me."
"Brothers, yeah, right." He stalked off up to his dormitory.
"Awfully moody isn't he?" Hermione sighed looking at Harry and Ginny. They didn't say anything. "Oh come on, you both believe me that nothing happened right?"
"Yeah, sure Hermione. We believe you." Ginny forced a smile.
The Head Girl sighed and walked back to her common room where Draco was now sitting on the couch reading the Daily Prophet. He looked up at her with a questioning look when she walked in.
"Next time you see Ron…run." She said in an exasperated manner, plopping down on the couch next to Draco.
"I'll take it he didn't take it too well." He laughed.
"'Your bloody sleeping with the enemy Hermione.'" She mimicked him.
"Sleeping with the enemy? Hmm, never thought of it that way." Draco rubbed his chin.
"Prat!" She giggled and shoved him. "So, did you get your door unlocked?"
"Yes, Filch came and fixed it, and he seemed keenly interested in where I slept last night. I told him I slept on the couch, but he didn't seem to believe me." Draco ran his hand through his hair, it was terribly messy.
"Well, I suppose we should get to class." She stood and grabbed her bag then walked out of the common room. Hey, she was still Hermione.
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A/N…sorry this is kind of a short chapter…yes…Ron is being a prat…and I have decided on a rating change in the next chapter…be ready…the rest of the story should be interesting! Thanks for the reviews and thanks for being patient!
Love and Fluff,
Natalie