Never Say Never
Chapter 12 - Meetings
Disclaimer: I own nothing that J.K Rowling does ok?
Hermione's POV
I whirled around in shock and the sight that met me was extremely horrible. Snape, with his sallow skin and eyes narrowed to slits with suspicion and hatred was giving me a death glare, and as he advanced towards me I saw how his greasy, oily hair clung to his disgusting skin and I felt immediately repulsed.
"I said, Miss Granger, what are you doing here?" he whispered with an edge to his voice.
"Professor, I was just -"
"Do you know where you are right now?" he interrupted malevolently.
"No, Professor. I was just reading a book and not watching where I was going and when I looked up I had ended up here, in this corridor. I sincerely don't know where I am at the moment. . ." I said truthfully, daring to meet his eye, but after a few moments I looked away again, the intensity of his glare was ferocious.
"Miss Granger, you are standing outside the entrance to the Slytherin Common Room. Did you know that?" he hissed sharply, but as he heard my gasp he continued to sneer, "Dear lord, you call yourself a Prefect? The cleverest witch in the year? You don't even know your own way around Hogwarts!"
"But I've never been here, Sn-Professor. . ." I mumbled submissively.
"Silence! Don't you dare lie to me, Miss Granger! You were trying to break in, weren't you? Hoping to lure some thickheaded Slytherin to give you the password! I hardly think that it is a privilege of a Prefect to lie to a teacher as well as trying to access the common rooms of other houses." He paused, seeing the stoned expression on my face but he continued his tirade, "That is worthy of a loss of 50 points from Gryffindor."
"But -" The loud ringing of the bell signaled the start of class and Snape began to walk off grouchily. Suddenly he turned and gave me a piercing look.
"Miss Granger, do you know the way to Potions from here?"
"Err. . .no, Professor." I stammered, running to catch up with him. He rolled his eyes and continued to walk quickly down the hallway. Soon, we had emerged onto one of the main corridors of the school, near the Charms classroom. Snape quickened his pace and I hurried to keep up with him and as he led me through the winding corridors I began to realize how strange it looked, to be trailing behind Snape, as many people turned their heads to get a good look at us.
When we finally reached the Potions classroom I heard some sniggers from the Slytherin side of the room and I deftly ignored them and I slid into a seat next to Ron who immediately turned to face me, giving me a questioning look.
"Mione, what happened?! Harry said that he lost you after detention with Binns. . .how did you end up with Snape?!" he asked incredulously.
"Don't ask. I got lost after detention right? So I went off wandering by myself, and guess what, Snape happened to find me just outside the Slytherin Common Room! Then, somehow he was convinced that I was trying to break in, so he took 50 points off Gryffindor!" I said in a low voice, sending an angry glance at Snape's back.
"Ohh, poor Mione! Ha, you lost all the points that you've earned for us this whole term!" Ron began to chortle good-naturedly as he figured that out and with a shock I realized what Harry had meant when he had infuriated me by being stubborn.
That Ron liked me. Shit! I had previously sworn to myself that I would never fall for any of my male friends, I just didn't want to ruin the friendship that I had with them, like Neville, Harry and. . . Ron. I mean, I had only just been able to save my friendship with Harry after I went out with him for ONE week!
Oh god, this was definitely an awkward situation, knowing that one of my best friends liked me. . .this wasn't on my agenda. I had a hard enough job trying to stay cold towards the suddenly nice Draco without having to try and keep normal around Ron. . .ugh!
I just shook my head slightly at Ron, giving him a disapproving look before glancing around the dungeon myself. Suddenly I realized that this was the lesson that I had been subconsciously waiting for, the lesson where I would see him again, 2 days after he had said sorry to me. . .
He wasn't there. Malfoy was missing Potions! I nearly laughed out loud at that thought but this time I stifled my laughter quietly, to avoid anymore run-ins with my teachers.
Why would Draco be missing his favourite lesson with his most favourite [slimy] teacher though?! There had to be a good reason to explain this, I mean knowing Draco meant knowing somebody else who was just as into school as I was, even though I knew that I was definitely smarter. . .but it just wasn't like him to miss this lesson.
As I sat there pondering over what could possibly be keeping Draco away from classes, a meek little girl with piggy tails shuffled into our dungeon, nervously pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She walked straight up to Snape himself and said in a tiny voice.
"I have a message for Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy."
"Alright. Well, go on!" said Snape in a dangerously calm voice, beckoning for the poor girl to continue.
"There's a. . .a. . .Pr-prefect's m-me-meeting tonight." She stuttered before rushing out of the dungeon in a flash of piggy-tailed hair. Snape mocked her small voice, which sent the Slytherins into gales of laughter but after that he turned back to the board and began to write notes.
There's going to be a Prefect's meeting tonight? Oh, that was good, Draco seriously wouldn't miss a meeting for the world, that would mean that I would definitely be able to see him. . .maybe I should ask to talk to him privately about what happened last time we. . .hmm. . .but again, I was pulled out of my thoughts by the hard pounding of Ron's pestle as he ground up something that wasn't recognizable anymore.
"Cmon Mione, help me with the potion!" he said, motioning towards the bowl of beetle's eyes that he had put in front of me, "You seem a little dazed, is anything wrong?" he asked with a touch of concern in his voice.
"No, no! I'm fine! Seriously. . .anyway, what are we making?" I asked him, he looked at me with raised eyebrows but then he said in a triumphant kind of voice,
"We're making Mendito Serum."
Oh god. This was definitely not my day.
Draco's POV
I woke with a start and I hurriedly ran my hand over my forearm, checking to see whether or not the Dark Mark had really been administered onto me. When I saw nothing I breathed a sigh of relief and I wiped my brow, which had become very sweaty.
My breathing was still a little bit ragged, but as soon as I began to relax it became normal again, but I was still a little wary from my nightmare though, it had shown me becoming a Death Eater and killing Muggles. . . I shivered at the memory and tried to push it out of my mind.
I turned over in the large, comfy armchair and when I caught sight of the numbers on my watch. 7:02pm. I cursed loudly and jumped out of the armchair quickly, realizing that I had spent the whole afternoon sleeping and dreaming instead of going to Potions and Muggle Studies! Plus, I had missed half of dinner. Oh great.
I decided that I would go back to the Slytherin Common Room, and pretend that I had fallen asleep in my room, out of exhaustion or something, if Snape or Pansy should wish to ask me about my whereabouts. I trudged silently back to the dark corridor, which led the way to Slytherin's dungeon-like common room, and as I muttered the password 'Serpent' I immediately made a beeline for my room.
Sure enough, around half an hour later I heard the door open and the strong scent of Pansy's perfume waft through the air as she entered the room quietly. She looked around, seeming to check for other presences in the room apart from mine and when she found none, she ran pudgily to my bed.
"Draco! Where have you been all afternoon?! I've missed you soo much, class just isn't the same without you. . ." she gushed, batting her eyelashes at me.
"Huh. . .? Oh, hi Pansy. Sorry, I think I dozed off a little what lesson is it now?" I asked, pretending to be sleepy.
"Oh! It's after dinner already! Poor baby, you haven't had anything to eat all day! Want me to get you something to eat?" she asked hopefully, smiling that sickening smile of hers.
"No! I mean, no thanks Pansy. I'm not hungry. So, I missed the whole afternoon?! Gosh, that's really amazing. . ." I said getting up from the bed and standing beside the heavily set girl.
"Oh, oh Draco! I almost forgot to tell you that there's a Prefect's meeting tonight!" she beamed as she said this and she quickly clung onto my arm like a predator, "You better go now, I don't want you to miss it."
"Yeah, thanks a lot Pansy. I'm going to go now." I stiffly made my way out of my room with Pansy hanging off my arm like a monkey now and as I stepped out of the common room, I realized that I would have to see Hermione again. Damn.
I quickly made my way to the Transfiguration classroom, which Professor McGonagall had 'generously' lent to the Prefects and as I neared the room I could hear the meeting already starting. I walked a little bit faster and I stood hovering just outside the door, trying to listen in on what they were saying.
"So, when's the Yule Ball going to be, Cho?" asked Padma Patil, the Ravenclaw Prefect.
"Well, Terry and me haven't exactly set a date yet, but it's going to be soon, in a few months time." Replied Cho Chang, the Head Girl.
Phew, at least they weren't talking about me, I was just about to stride into the room with a business-like air around me when Hermione spoke up.
"Where's Draco?" she asked quietly, "Because he wasn't in Potions either."
"He wasn't in Potions?" repeated Cho carefully, "Does it matter? I mean, for all we know he might've gotten sick or something, otherwise he might've been just bludging."
"Excuse me, ladies. I wasn't sick or 'bludging', I just fell asleep from the stress that was piling up on me." I said suavely, entering the room at that exact moment, giving both Hermione and Cho the surprise of their lives.
"Draco! Were you eavesdropping?" asked Cho with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"So what if I was? It concerned me." I shot back arrogantly, seating myself next to Terry Boot, the Head Boy for this year, "So, Terry how has it been trying to have a meeting with these hopeless girls?"
"It's impossible to put in your opinion, isn't that right Ernie?" replied Terry in a smooth voice, looking pointedly at Padma, Cho and Hermione who fidgeted a little.
"Anyway! What I want to say is that we should really ask Dumbledore whether we can have a set place for us to meet, like not just a classroom because Peeves or people keep on walking in on us, some place like an old common room that no one knows about." Said Cho, quickly changing the topic before Ernie Macmillan could reply. She looked around at each of us and though I knew a place that fit her description so well I wasn't going to tell her. But then -
"You know what, Cho? I think I know somewhere that's perfect for us to meet." Said Hermione excitedly, "Cmon, I'll take you guys there now."
"Are you sure that no one else knows about it?" asked Padma slowly as she got up from her spot on the floor.
"Dead sure, I mean I only found it by chance." She replied brightly leading the way down the corridor of the Transfiguration classroom.
Soon, we had arrived at a place that was a bit too familiar for my liking, it seemed as though I had only been here a little while ago. . . wait a minute! This was the same corridor that the old common room was on. . . that could only mean that -
"Wait Hermione. There's no common rooms on this corridor!" I said quickly, hoping to confuse her.
"No, you've never been to this one. It's secret, it's concealed in a wall!" she answered, going to one of the walls and testing each part of the wall tentatively, trying to find the secret entrance.
"Stop! How do you even know if it's here or not? Are you going to make us wait here all night while you slowly check every square meter of this wall?!" I retorted angrily, looking at the rest of the Prefects for support.
"You know, Hermione. He's kind of right, we don't actually have the time to wait around. . . I don't know about you guys, but I have a hell of a lot of homework to do tonight." Said Ernie and I gave him a small smile for that.
"Alright then folks, let's just say that this meeting is adjourned alright?" said Terry importantly, "See you guys in 2 weeks!"
I breathed another sigh of relief and as everyone began to go in the direction of their respective common rooms, I realized that I was standing alone with Hermione. I suddenly felt extremely awkward, I hadn't talked to her since. . .hell I havent even seen her since that day.
"Draco?" Hermione said suddenly, making me look at her, startled.
"Yeah?"
"Did you mean it?" she said softly, so quietly that I had to strain to hear her.
"Mean what?"
"You know what!" she cried exasperatedly.
"That I was sorry?" at this she nodded, her cheeks turning a little pinker, "Of course I did. . . I don't usually say things I don't mean."
Immediately I knew that I had said the wrong thing because her expression went a little strange and for a split second she flinched away but then she turned back again to face me puzzedly. "So you meant it when you called me a Mudblood?"
"Well, I was only in 2nd year -"
"You really hated me didn't you?"
"I . . .err. . ."
"Admit it."
"Erm. . ."
"You disgust me."
With that she strode off in the direction of the Gryffindor Tower, her retreating back somehow making me quite angry. I quickly ran after her, drawing level with her only after a few moments.
"Hermione, I didn't mean it that way. Listen I was really immature back then ok? I had different ideas about everything. I've grown up!" I gripped her shoulders tightly, forcing her to look at me. When she did, I realized that I had the advantage over her, so I continued to talk, "I don't hate you anymore. I think you're a really great person. Can we start over? Can we just forget whatever horrible things that we've done to each other?"
"I can't just forget the past, Draco. And you can't take back the words that you said." She stated plainly trying to wriggle out of my grip.
"I said sorry. Doesn't that mean something to you?" I asked gently, looking her softly in the eye, "Do you want me to say it again?"
"Why are you doing this to me?" she whispered, her eyes becoming watery. She gazed up at me for a little while and at that moment I realized that we were standing very close to each other, so close that our noses were nearly touching. Without knowing what made me do it, I put my hands on her back hesitantly and pulled her closer to me.
"Doing what?" I asked, my voice a little husky.
"This." She breathed, shakily placing a slender finger on my cool cheek. She let her finger trace its way down my cheek, down the sensitive area of my neck, finally finishing near my collarbone. I was completely absorbed by the feeling of her finger on my skin and it literally felt like everywhere she touched was on fire.
Suddenly, she jerked her finger away and struggled to get out of the grip that I had on her soft body. I let go of her limply and blindly I saw her running as fast as she could away from where I was standing desolately alone.
Jesus Christ, what had just happened?!
Hey guys,
See! I told you something special would happen, but this isn't special enough yet =P Wait till the next chapter, or the next one ok? That'll be pretty good. . . =) Anyway, keep on reading and keep on supporting me ok?
Thank you all very very much!
[oh and don't forget to review]
love,
psychohart
Chapter 12 - Meetings
Disclaimer: I own nothing that J.K Rowling does ok?
Hermione's POV
I whirled around in shock and the sight that met me was extremely horrible. Snape, with his sallow skin and eyes narrowed to slits with suspicion and hatred was giving me a death glare, and as he advanced towards me I saw how his greasy, oily hair clung to his disgusting skin and I felt immediately repulsed.
"I said, Miss Granger, what are you doing here?" he whispered with an edge to his voice.
"Professor, I was just -"
"Do you know where you are right now?" he interrupted malevolently.
"No, Professor. I was just reading a book and not watching where I was going and when I looked up I had ended up here, in this corridor. I sincerely don't know where I am at the moment. . ." I said truthfully, daring to meet his eye, but after a few moments I looked away again, the intensity of his glare was ferocious.
"Miss Granger, you are standing outside the entrance to the Slytherin Common Room. Did you know that?" he hissed sharply, but as he heard my gasp he continued to sneer, "Dear lord, you call yourself a Prefect? The cleverest witch in the year? You don't even know your own way around Hogwarts!"
"But I've never been here, Sn-Professor. . ." I mumbled submissively.
"Silence! Don't you dare lie to me, Miss Granger! You were trying to break in, weren't you? Hoping to lure some thickheaded Slytherin to give you the password! I hardly think that it is a privilege of a Prefect to lie to a teacher as well as trying to access the common rooms of other houses." He paused, seeing the stoned expression on my face but he continued his tirade, "That is worthy of a loss of 50 points from Gryffindor."
"But -" The loud ringing of the bell signaled the start of class and Snape began to walk off grouchily. Suddenly he turned and gave me a piercing look.
"Miss Granger, do you know the way to Potions from here?"
"Err. . .no, Professor." I stammered, running to catch up with him. He rolled his eyes and continued to walk quickly down the hallway. Soon, we had emerged onto one of the main corridors of the school, near the Charms classroom. Snape quickened his pace and I hurried to keep up with him and as he led me through the winding corridors I began to realize how strange it looked, to be trailing behind Snape, as many people turned their heads to get a good look at us.
When we finally reached the Potions classroom I heard some sniggers from the Slytherin side of the room and I deftly ignored them and I slid into a seat next to Ron who immediately turned to face me, giving me a questioning look.
"Mione, what happened?! Harry said that he lost you after detention with Binns. . .how did you end up with Snape?!" he asked incredulously.
"Don't ask. I got lost after detention right? So I went off wandering by myself, and guess what, Snape happened to find me just outside the Slytherin Common Room! Then, somehow he was convinced that I was trying to break in, so he took 50 points off Gryffindor!" I said in a low voice, sending an angry glance at Snape's back.
"Ohh, poor Mione! Ha, you lost all the points that you've earned for us this whole term!" Ron began to chortle good-naturedly as he figured that out and with a shock I realized what Harry had meant when he had infuriated me by being stubborn.
That Ron liked me. Shit! I had previously sworn to myself that I would never fall for any of my male friends, I just didn't want to ruin the friendship that I had with them, like Neville, Harry and. . . Ron. I mean, I had only just been able to save my friendship with Harry after I went out with him for ONE week!
Oh god, this was definitely an awkward situation, knowing that one of my best friends liked me. . .this wasn't on my agenda. I had a hard enough job trying to stay cold towards the suddenly nice Draco without having to try and keep normal around Ron. . .ugh!
I just shook my head slightly at Ron, giving him a disapproving look before glancing around the dungeon myself. Suddenly I realized that this was the lesson that I had been subconsciously waiting for, the lesson where I would see him again, 2 days after he had said sorry to me. . .
He wasn't there. Malfoy was missing Potions! I nearly laughed out loud at that thought but this time I stifled my laughter quietly, to avoid anymore run-ins with my teachers.
Why would Draco be missing his favourite lesson with his most favourite [slimy] teacher though?! There had to be a good reason to explain this, I mean knowing Draco meant knowing somebody else who was just as into school as I was, even though I knew that I was definitely smarter. . .but it just wasn't like him to miss this lesson.
As I sat there pondering over what could possibly be keeping Draco away from classes, a meek little girl with piggy tails shuffled into our dungeon, nervously pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. She walked straight up to Snape himself and said in a tiny voice.
"I have a message for Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy."
"Alright. Well, go on!" said Snape in a dangerously calm voice, beckoning for the poor girl to continue.
"There's a. . .a. . .Pr-prefect's m-me-meeting tonight." She stuttered before rushing out of the dungeon in a flash of piggy-tailed hair. Snape mocked her small voice, which sent the Slytherins into gales of laughter but after that he turned back to the board and began to write notes.
There's going to be a Prefect's meeting tonight? Oh, that was good, Draco seriously wouldn't miss a meeting for the world, that would mean that I would definitely be able to see him. . .maybe I should ask to talk to him privately about what happened last time we. . .hmm. . .but again, I was pulled out of my thoughts by the hard pounding of Ron's pestle as he ground up something that wasn't recognizable anymore.
"Cmon Mione, help me with the potion!" he said, motioning towards the bowl of beetle's eyes that he had put in front of me, "You seem a little dazed, is anything wrong?" he asked with a touch of concern in his voice.
"No, no! I'm fine! Seriously. . .anyway, what are we making?" I asked him, he looked at me with raised eyebrows but then he said in a triumphant kind of voice,
"We're making Mendito Serum."
Oh god. This was definitely not my day.
Draco's POV
I woke with a start and I hurriedly ran my hand over my forearm, checking to see whether or not the Dark Mark had really been administered onto me. When I saw nothing I breathed a sigh of relief and I wiped my brow, which had become very sweaty.
My breathing was still a little bit ragged, but as soon as I began to relax it became normal again, but I was still a little wary from my nightmare though, it had shown me becoming a Death Eater and killing Muggles. . . I shivered at the memory and tried to push it out of my mind.
I turned over in the large, comfy armchair and when I caught sight of the numbers on my watch. 7:02pm. I cursed loudly and jumped out of the armchair quickly, realizing that I had spent the whole afternoon sleeping and dreaming instead of going to Potions and Muggle Studies! Plus, I had missed half of dinner. Oh great.
I decided that I would go back to the Slytherin Common Room, and pretend that I had fallen asleep in my room, out of exhaustion or something, if Snape or Pansy should wish to ask me about my whereabouts. I trudged silently back to the dark corridor, which led the way to Slytherin's dungeon-like common room, and as I muttered the password 'Serpent' I immediately made a beeline for my room.
Sure enough, around half an hour later I heard the door open and the strong scent of Pansy's perfume waft through the air as she entered the room quietly. She looked around, seeming to check for other presences in the room apart from mine and when she found none, she ran pudgily to my bed.
"Draco! Where have you been all afternoon?! I've missed you soo much, class just isn't the same without you. . ." she gushed, batting her eyelashes at me.
"Huh. . .? Oh, hi Pansy. Sorry, I think I dozed off a little what lesson is it now?" I asked, pretending to be sleepy.
"Oh! It's after dinner already! Poor baby, you haven't had anything to eat all day! Want me to get you something to eat?" she asked hopefully, smiling that sickening smile of hers.
"No! I mean, no thanks Pansy. I'm not hungry. So, I missed the whole afternoon?! Gosh, that's really amazing. . ." I said getting up from the bed and standing beside the heavily set girl.
"Oh, oh Draco! I almost forgot to tell you that there's a Prefect's meeting tonight!" she beamed as she said this and she quickly clung onto my arm like a predator, "You better go now, I don't want you to miss it."
"Yeah, thanks a lot Pansy. I'm going to go now." I stiffly made my way out of my room with Pansy hanging off my arm like a monkey now and as I stepped out of the common room, I realized that I would have to see Hermione again. Damn.
I quickly made my way to the Transfiguration classroom, which Professor McGonagall had 'generously' lent to the Prefects and as I neared the room I could hear the meeting already starting. I walked a little bit faster and I stood hovering just outside the door, trying to listen in on what they were saying.
"So, when's the Yule Ball going to be, Cho?" asked Padma Patil, the Ravenclaw Prefect.
"Well, Terry and me haven't exactly set a date yet, but it's going to be soon, in a few months time." Replied Cho Chang, the Head Girl.
Phew, at least they weren't talking about me, I was just about to stride into the room with a business-like air around me when Hermione spoke up.
"Where's Draco?" she asked quietly, "Because he wasn't in Potions either."
"He wasn't in Potions?" repeated Cho carefully, "Does it matter? I mean, for all we know he might've gotten sick or something, otherwise he might've been just bludging."
"Excuse me, ladies. I wasn't sick or 'bludging', I just fell asleep from the stress that was piling up on me." I said suavely, entering the room at that exact moment, giving both Hermione and Cho the surprise of their lives.
"Draco! Were you eavesdropping?" asked Cho with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"So what if I was? It concerned me." I shot back arrogantly, seating myself next to Terry Boot, the Head Boy for this year, "So, Terry how has it been trying to have a meeting with these hopeless girls?"
"It's impossible to put in your opinion, isn't that right Ernie?" replied Terry in a smooth voice, looking pointedly at Padma, Cho and Hermione who fidgeted a little.
"Anyway! What I want to say is that we should really ask Dumbledore whether we can have a set place for us to meet, like not just a classroom because Peeves or people keep on walking in on us, some place like an old common room that no one knows about." Said Cho, quickly changing the topic before Ernie Macmillan could reply. She looked around at each of us and though I knew a place that fit her description so well I wasn't going to tell her. But then -
"You know what, Cho? I think I know somewhere that's perfect for us to meet." Said Hermione excitedly, "Cmon, I'll take you guys there now."
"Are you sure that no one else knows about it?" asked Padma slowly as she got up from her spot on the floor.
"Dead sure, I mean I only found it by chance." She replied brightly leading the way down the corridor of the Transfiguration classroom.
Soon, we had arrived at a place that was a bit too familiar for my liking, it seemed as though I had only been here a little while ago. . . wait a minute! This was the same corridor that the old common room was on. . . that could only mean that -
"Wait Hermione. There's no common rooms on this corridor!" I said quickly, hoping to confuse her.
"No, you've never been to this one. It's secret, it's concealed in a wall!" she answered, going to one of the walls and testing each part of the wall tentatively, trying to find the secret entrance.
"Stop! How do you even know if it's here or not? Are you going to make us wait here all night while you slowly check every square meter of this wall?!" I retorted angrily, looking at the rest of the Prefects for support.
"You know, Hermione. He's kind of right, we don't actually have the time to wait around. . . I don't know about you guys, but I have a hell of a lot of homework to do tonight." Said Ernie and I gave him a small smile for that.
"Alright then folks, let's just say that this meeting is adjourned alright?" said Terry importantly, "See you guys in 2 weeks!"
I breathed another sigh of relief and as everyone began to go in the direction of their respective common rooms, I realized that I was standing alone with Hermione. I suddenly felt extremely awkward, I hadn't talked to her since. . .hell I havent even seen her since that day.
"Draco?" Hermione said suddenly, making me look at her, startled.
"Yeah?"
"Did you mean it?" she said softly, so quietly that I had to strain to hear her.
"Mean what?"
"You know what!" she cried exasperatedly.
"That I was sorry?" at this she nodded, her cheeks turning a little pinker, "Of course I did. . . I don't usually say things I don't mean."
Immediately I knew that I had said the wrong thing because her expression went a little strange and for a split second she flinched away but then she turned back again to face me puzzedly. "So you meant it when you called me a Mudblood?"
"Well, I was only in 2nd year -"
"You really hated me didn't you?"
"I . . .err. . ."
"Admit it."
"Erm. . ."
"You disgust me."
With that she strode off in the direction of the Gryffindor Tower, her retreating back somehow making me quite angry. I quickly ran after her, drawing level with her only after a few moments.
"Hermione, I didn't mean it that way. Listen I was really immature back then ok? I had different ideas about everything. I've grown up!" I gripped her shoulders tightly, forcing her to look at me. When she did, I realized that I had the advantage over her, so I continued to talk, "I don't hate you anymore. I think you're a really great person. Can we start over? Can we just forget whatever horrible things that we've done to each other?"
"I can't just forget the past, Draco. And you can't take back the words that you said." She stated plainly trying to wriggle out of my grip.
"I said sorry. Doesn't that mean something to you?" I asked gently, looking her softly in the eye, "Do you want me to say it again?"
"Why are you doing this to me?" she whispered, her eyes becoming watery. She gazed up at me for a little while and at that moment I realized that we were standing very close to each other, so close that our noses were nearly touching. Without knowing what made me do it, I put my hands on her back hesitantly and pulled her closer to me.
"Doing what?" I asked, my voice a little husky.
"This." She breathed, shakily placing a slender finger on my cool cheek. She let her finger trace its way down my cheek, down the sensitive area of my neck, finally finishing near my collarbone. I was completely absorbed by the feeling of her finger on my skin and it literally felt like everywhere she touched was on fire.
Suddenly, she jerked her finger away and struggled to get out of the grip that I had on her soft body. I let go of her limply and blindly I saw her running as fast as she could away from where I was standing desolately alone.
Jesus Christ, what had just happened?!
Hey guys,
See! I told you something special would happen, but this isn't special enough yet =P Wait till the next chapter, or the next one ok? That'll be pretty good. . . =) Anyway, keep on reading and keep on supporting me ok?
Thank you all very very much!
[oh and don't forget to review]
love,
psychohart