~A/N~ Hey again! Here is chapter 5. R.,R.,and R.O.!
I Own NOTHING!
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~10:46 AM: I'm sitting in History of Magic. Harry and Ron are asleep so I'm free to write what I need to. Draco and I... we've been seeing each other every night. I'm getting close to him. But I don't know what exactly we are clasified as... we are definitly friends (not that any of my friends know I'm friends with him), maybe more. Certainly friends with benefits... I really don't know how else to put it. We could never be a real couple. That's taking a lot to get over. We both know it. No one would approve.
But... If we liked, loved, each other enough... should it matter what other people think? You would think the answer would be no, nothing would matter. But somehow... I think maybe this is a different case. I guess I don't really KNOW anything. I dreamed about him last night, after I got back from TDW. When I really went to sleep... it was so wonderful.
It was just me and him, walking down the halls holding hands. Everyone we passed smiled at us. Then as we reached my class, he handed me my books and kissed my cheek. All the girls swooned, saying how cute we were. Then later it was just us again, only we were really alone. There were candles all around. Rose petals made a crimson path through the darkness. I followed them (was wearing killer shoes btw) and when I reached the end, Draco stood there, holding a single rose in his hand. He kissed me softly. I have a feeling the dream would have gone further... But Lavender woke me up, asking me to please be quiet, that some people were trying to sleep.
Oh if only that dream could continue. If only it could be real. But it can't. Sucks. -Hermione
*Tell me you love me. I know you don't, but tell me anyway. Just lie to me. I need to feel needed. I know you could never really love me, but would you pretend?*
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"Hermione, have you been getting enough sleep lately?" Ginny asked as they sat down for lunch.
"Sure, why do you ask?" She avoided her eyes, focusing only on the table.
"I dunno, you just seem... tired." She knew that Ginny was worried, but she couldn't tell her. This had to be her thing, her one special secret.
"Gin, I'm fine. Really. Maybe I'm just stressed." She shrugged and continued her charade. Ginny sensed that something was going on, but obviously Hermione wasn't going to tell her. She would have to do a litle investigating.
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"Class, please make sure you take thorough notes, you will be tested over this material not only on my classroom exam but on your N.E.W.T.'s as well. This is not a game." Professor McGonnagal lectured. The students grudgingly began to write down the notes on the board and a few added things from their books. Hermione sighed, she had done the notes for homework. 'An extra hour I could have spent doing something else.' she thought.
"Miss Granger, have you finished your notes?" At the inquiry, her head snapped up from her notebook where up until now she had been drawing a picture depicting Harry and Ron slouched over their notes, brows furrowed.
"Yes ma'am. I finished them for homework." The teacher nodded and beckoned her forward to her desk.
"Would you mind terribly running a quick errand for me then?"
"Of course, what can I do?" She was polite to McGonnagal, and in return she was polite to her. They had a silent respect for each other. The professors' arm extended, holding a piece of rolled up parchment.
"Deliver this to Professor Trewlaney and wait for a response. Then deliver it back to me, please." Ah, now Hermione understood why she was to go on this errand. McGonnagal hated Trewlaney, so she didn't want to go up there.
"Of course, anything else?" Hermione smiled through her teeth, she also hated the divination teacher, and had quit her class 3 years ago.
"That will be all. Thank you." She shooed Hermione out and went back to grading papers. As soon as she was in the hallway, Hermione had the urge to run screaming through the halls. So she did. She gave a half-hearted hoot and then began to trot along. once she was around the corner, up two flights of stairs, and away from any classrooms that she knew of, she began to holler louder and louder and to run at breakneck speed. By the time she reached the North Tower, she was out of breath. She fell to the floor and began to laugh. Apparently, she was a bit louder than she thought because after a moment, a trapdoor flew open and a tiny, bug-like head poked out.
"Might I ask why you are creating such a racket, disturbing my lesson, and most importantly, why you have chosen now to disturb the clairvoyant waves I was receiving by gracing us with your presence?" She stared at her, giving the evil eye.
"I'm sorry Professor, I just... I have a note from Professor McGonnagal." She was trying unsuccessfully to contain her laughter.
"Well for goodness sakes bring it up here!" Hermione sighed and began to climb the ladder she had tried to stay away from for the last three years. 'Still smells the same, reeking of fraudulence...' she made a mental note. She at last reached the top of the staircase, and handed Trelawney the parchment. She quickly unrolled it and began to read. While she did so, Hermione's eyes wandered around the room searching for familiar faces. Oh joy, a cheerful bunch. It was obviously the time that Slytherin 6th year had Divination. Then she saw him.
Malfoy. Their eyes locked. He smiled a bit, no one noticed. Everyone else in the room had started chattering once Hermione had stepped in, giving them a break form the lesson. Even the Slytherins deserved a break from this stupid subject once in a while.
"Miss..."
"Granger." She answered. Trelawneys eyes suddenly showed recognition.
"Hermione Granger, am I correct?" At her nod, she continued. "Oh yes, I knew you were trouble from the start. I should have known it was you when the orb was so violently disturbed."
"Well thats very..." She shrugged her eyebrows, laughing at the teachers stupidity. "Yes well, Professor McGonnagal wanted a reply to that ASAP so..."
"My dear, have you ever wondered why trouble follows you?" She studied Hermione, watching for a reaction.
"No ma'am, I haven't. Because trouble doesn't follow me. And no one person can prove that it does. Which is why I stopped wasting my time with this subject years ago. Now if you please, may I deliver my teacher her note?" Hermione smiled nicely, watching as Trelawney glared at her. She thrust the note in her direction.
"Now if you please, I have a class to attend to."
"My pleasure. Always nice talking to you." She laughed and descended the ladder, but not before throwing a sidelong glance at Draco. It was a bit suggestive, but hell, she was feeling rather saucy...
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9:37 PM~ Oh today was good. Just the look on Trelawney's face was enough to make all the time I spent in that classroom worth it. I think Ginny suspects I'm up to something... But she'll never be able to prove it, thats the beauty of it. Well, unless she finds this, but I doubt she will. I mean, she wouldn't look through my stuff. Would she? No of course not. I don't know what I'm thinking.
Anyways, I didn't have ANY homework tonite, isn't that amazing? I went to TDW earlier, at about 8. Draco wasn't there. He was obviously still awake. I still can't figure out HOW I'm getting there... I guess thats just the beauty of it. You get what you want right? It was kind of fun to be alone. I could look around or sit in silence. But I got lonely. I guess I will go back to bed now. Maybe he'll be there by now. -Hermione
*And each and every day will lead into tomorrow. Tomorrow brings one last day without you. Well dont wait up, just leave the light on, cuz all the roads that I might take, will all one day lead back to you* ~Rise Against~
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~A/N~ And so ends chapter 5! I'm on a roll! *AmSam Malfoy REVIEW!!! PS- Those song lyrics are from Rise Against's "Like the Angel" so DONT SUE!
I Own NOTHING!
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~10:46 AM: I'm sitting in History of Magic. Harry and Ron are asleep so I'm free to write what I need to. Draco and I... we've been seeing each other every night. I'm getting close to him. But I don't know what exactly we are clasified as... we are definitly friends (not that any of my friends know I'm friends with him), maybe more. Certainly friends with benefits... I really don't know how else to put it. We could never be a real couple. That's taking a lot to get over. We both know it. No one would approve.
But... If we liked, loved, each other enough... should it matter what other people think? You would think the answer would be no, nothing would matter. But somehow... I think maybe this is a different case. I guess I don't really KNOW anything. I dreamed about him last night, after I got back from TDW. When I really went to sleep... it was so wonderful.
It was just me and him, walking down the halls holding hands. Everyone we passed smiled at us. Then as we reached my class, he handed me my books and kissed my cheek. All the girls swooned, saying how cute we were. Then later it was just us again, only we were really alone. There were candles all around. Rose petals made a crimson path through the darkness. I followed them (was wearing killer shoes btw) and when I reached the end, Draco stood there, holding a single rose in his hand. He kissed me softly. I have a feeling the dream would have gone further... But Lavender woke me up, asking me to please be quiet, that some people were trying to sleep.
Oh if only that dream could continue. If only it could be real. But it can't. Sucks. -Hermione
*Tell me you love me. I know you don't, but tell me anyway. Just lie to me. I need to feel needed. I know you could never really love me, but would you pretend?*
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"Hermione, have you been getting enough sleep lately?" Ginny asked as they sat down for lunch.
"Sure, why do you ask?" She avoided her eyes, focusing only on the table.
"I dunno, you just seem... tired." She knew that Ginny was worried, but she couldn't tell her. This had to be her thing, her one special secret.
"Gin, I'm fine. Really. Maybe I'm just stressed." She shrugged and continued her charade. Ginny sensed that something was going on, but obviously Hermione wasn't going to tell her. She would have to do a litle investigating.
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"Class, please make sure you take thorough notes, you will be tested over this material not only on my classroom exam but on your N.E.W.T.'s as well. This is not a game." Professor McGonnagal lectured. The students grudgingly began to write down the notes on the board and a few added things from their books. Hermione sighed, she had done the notes for homework. 'An extra hour I could have spent doing something else.' she thought.
"Miss Granger, have you finished your notes?" At the inquiry, her head snapped up from her notebook where up until now she had been drawing a picture depicting Harry and Ron slouched over their notes, brows furrowed.
"Yes ma'am. I finished them for homework." The teacher nodded and beckoned her forward to her desk.
"Would you mind terribly running a quick errand for me then?"
"Of course, what can I do?" She was polite to McGonnagal, and in return she was polite to her. They had a silent respect for each other. The professors' arm extended, holding a piece of rolled up parchment.
"Deliver this to Professor Trewlaney and wait for a response. Then deliver it back to me, please." Ah, now Hermione understood why she was to go on this errand. McGonnagal hated Trewlaney, so she didn't want to go up there.
"Of course, anything else?" Hermione smiled through her teeth, she also hated the divination teacher, and had quit her class 3 years ago.
"That will be all. Thank you." She shooed Hermione out and went back to grading papers. As soon as she was in the hallway, Hermione had the urge to run screaming through the halls. So she did. She gave a half-hearted hoot and then began to trot along. once she was around the corner, up two flights of stairs, and away from any classrooms that she knew of, she began to holler louder and louder and to run at breakneck speed. By the time she reached the North Tower, she was out of breath. She fell to the floor and began to laugh. Apparently, she was a bit louder than she thought because after a moment, a trapdoor flew open and a tiny, bug-like head poked out.
"Might I ask why you are creating such a racket, disturbing my lesson, and most importantly, why you have chosen now to disturb the clairvoyant waves I was receiving by gracing us with your presence?" She stared at her, giving the evil eye.
"I'm sorry Professor, I just... I have a note from Professor McGonnagal." She was trying unsuccessfully to contain her laughter.
"Well for goodness sakes bring it up here!" Hermione sighed and began to climb the ladder she had tried to stay away from for the last three years. 'Still smells the same, reeking of fraudulence...' she made a mental note. She at last reached the top of the staircase, and handed Trelawney the parchment. She quickly unrolled it and began to read. While she did so, Hermione's eyes wandered around the room searching for familiar faces. Oh joy, a cheerful bunch. It was obviously the time that Slytherin 6th year had Divination. Then she saw him.
Malfoy. Their eyes locked. He smiled a bit, no one noticed. Everyone else in the room had started chattering once Hermione had stepped in, giving them a break form the lesson. Even the Slytherins deserved a break from this stupid subject once in a while.
"Miss..."
"Granger." She answered. Trelawneys eyes suddenly showed recognition.
"Hermione Granger, am I correct?" At her nod, she continued. "Oh yes, I knew you were trouble from the start. I should have known it was you when the orb was so violently disturbed."
"Well thats very..." She shrugged her eyebrows, laughing at the teachers stupidity. "Yes well, Professor McGonnagal wanted a reply to that ASAP so..."
"My dear, have you ever wondered why trouble follows you?" She studied Hermione, watching for a reaction.
"No ma'am, I haven't. Because trouble doesn't follow me. And no one person can prove that it does. Which is why I stopped wasting my time with this subject years ago. Now if you please, may I deliver my teacher her note?" Hermione smiled nicely, watching as Trelawney glared at her. She thrust the note in her direction.
"Now if you please, I have a class to attend to."
"My pleasure. Always nice talking to you." She laughed and descended the ladder, but not before throwing a sidelong glance at Draco. It was a bit suggestive, but hell, she was feeling rather saucy...
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9:37 PM~ Oh today was good. Just the look on Trelawney's face was enough to make all the time I spent in that classroom worth it. I think Ginny suspects I'm up to something... But she'll never be able to prove it, thats the beauty of it. Well, unless she finds this, but I doubt she will. I mean, she wouldn't look through my stuff. Would she? No of course not. I don't know what I'm thinking.
Anyways, I didn't have ANY homework tonite, isn't that amazing? I went to TDW earlier, at about 8. Draco wasn't there. He was obviously still awake. I still can't figure out HOW I'm getting there... I guess thats just the beauty of it. You get what you want right? It was kind of fun to be alone. I could look around or sit in silence. But I got lonely. I guess I will go back to bed now. Maybe he'll be there by now. -Hermione
*And each and every day will lead into tomorrow. Tomorrow brings one last day without you. Well dont wait up, just leave the light on, cuz all the roads that I might take, will all one day lead back to you* ~Rise Against~
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~A/N~ And so ends chapter 5! I'm on a roll! *AmSam Malfoy REVIEW!!! PS- Those song lyrics are from Rise Against's "Like the Angel" so DONT SUE!