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Disclaimer: If I owned anything, why would I write FanFiction?
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Hermione could hear the phone ringing and went to pick up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Uh, Hermione? It's Draco. Look, I know about your epilepsy and stuff, and I was hoping I could come over and we could talk and chat. Honestly I've changed, and I won't pull any dumb tricks. I'll be there in, say, twenty minutes?"
"Ok, I 'spose."
After giving Draco her address, she hung up and waited. She didn't feel terrible about inviting Draco over, mostly because Ginny and Ron were fine, and Ron didn't want to go further, so it had ended. This was fine by Hermione. She liked being single again.
Half an hour later, the door bell rang and Hermione shuffled down the corridor. She flung open the door and there stood Draco, blonde hair spiked, eyes shining and wearing easy clothes. He stepped inside and looked around her apartment. Noting the bedroom was off the kitchen, bathroom off the living room and backyard, well there was none. He brought his hand from behind his back and revealed a most stunning arrangement of flowers. Hermione gasped and took the flowers graciously. She went and got a vase and filled it with water, popping the flowers in too.
"So, shall we sit?" Hermione asked.
"I have one other thing."
"What?"
Draco walked over and looked at her. His eyes held nothing, and Hermione found this disappointing, because she had no idea what was going to happen. She had received some flowers, what more could there be? Draco meanwhile had been standing in front of her, looking her up and down, as if watching the cogs in her mind turning, processing, wondering what was happening next. Taking another step towards her, he discovered that he was a head taller than she was, so her head was in easy reach of his shoulder.
Hermione breathed, a bit apprehensive. She was able to detect a light cologne, and found it interesting, and exciting. Draco's breathing was steady, and he found that the deodorant and perfume that Hermione had on was intoxicating, and he wanted more. He was aroused by her sense of not knowing and couldn't hold it anymore. He wound his warm hands around her face, and bending it slightly, he bent his head down. She seemed to rise to him, and their lips met. There two bodies became entwined, dipping, tasting, sampling. Draco found that she seemed to melt into her, and surprisingly, his muscles and her frail figure managed to fit together.
Abruptly, Hermione pushed him away, and looked away. How could she do that? Her mind was screaming at her. She couldn't work out if it was saying, "Start it again!" or "You bloody moron! What the hell are you doing!?"
She turned on her heel and walked off into the kitchen. She got a glass of water and reached for her epilepsy medication. She couldn't quite reach it. She didn't feel like asking Draco for help, but she certainly didn't have any other way of getting it down. She swiped again at air and sighed. Finally, straining with all her might, she almost had it, when a warm hand grasped hers and gripped the medication. She spun around and there was Draco.
"Thanks." she said rather childishly. She got out a pill and took it with the water and looked at Draco.
He touched her waist and held it. He started moving slowly, as if dancing to some imaginary love music.
Hermione followed, and in the end, her hands were on his waist and his hands were on one of her sides and the other on her shoulder. They moved a bit longer, and Hermione felt a lot easier with Draco now. She moved for the couch and sat down, patting the side next to her for Draco. He sat down, and she laid out, her head in his lap. He started stroking at her hair and face, down her nose, over her eyes, across each cheek.
"So what do you want to talk about?" she asked.
A/N: Sorry for (a hopefully) big cliffhanger. Next chapter coming soon. Thanks to my best friend, Louise, for all her help and encouragement. All help and encouragement from ANYBODY is greatly appreciated, because it means I can get chapters to you quicker, and that's what you want, don't you?!
Cuppy!
Disclaimer: If I owned anything, why would I write FanFiction?
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Hermione could hear the phone ringing and went to pick up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Uh, Hermione? It's Draco. Look, I know about your epilepsy and stuff, and I was hoping I could come over and we could talk and chat. Honestly I've changed, and I won't pull any dumb tricks. I'll be there in, say, twenty minutes?"
"Ok, I 'spose."
After giving Draco her address, she hung up and waited. She didn't feel terrible about inviting Draco over, mostly because Ginny and Ron were fine, and Ron didn't want to go further, so it had ended. This was fine by Hermione. She liked being single again.
Half an hour later, the door bell rang and Hermione shuffled down the corridor. She flung open the door and there stood Draco, blonde hair spiked, eyes shining and wearing easy clothes. He stepped inside and looked around her apartment. Noting the bedroom was off the kitchen, bathroom off the living room and backyard, well there was none. He brought his hand from behind his back and revealed a most stunning arrangement of flowers. Hermione gasped and took the flowers graciously. She went and got a vase and filled it with water, popping the flowers in too.
"So, shall we sit?" Hermione asked.
"I have one other thing."
"What?"
Draco walked over and looked at her. His eyes held nothing, and Hermione found this disappointing, because she had no idea what was going to happen. She had received some flowers, what more could there be? Draco meanwhile had been standing in front of her, looking her up and down, as if watching the cogs in her mind turning, processing, wondering what was happening next. Taking another step towards her, he discovered that he was a head taller than she was, so her head was in easy reach of his shoulder.
Hermione breathed, a bit apprehensive. She was able to detect a light cologne, and found it interesting, and exciting. Draco's breathing was steady, and he found that the deodorant and perfume that Hermione had on was intoxicating, and he wanted more. He was aroused by her sense of not knowing and couldn't hold it anymore. He wound his warm hands around her face, and bending it slightly, he bent his head down. She seemed to rise to him, and their lips met. There two bodies became entwined, dipping, tasting, sampling. Draco found that she seemed to melt into her, and surprisingly, his muscles and her frail figure managed to fit together.
Abruptly, Hermione pushed him away, and looked away. How could she do that? Her mind was screaming at her. She couldn't work out if it was saying, "Start it again!" or "You bloody moron! What the hell are you doing!?"
She turned on her heel and walked off into the kitchen. She got a glass of water and reached for her epilepsy medication. She couldn't quite reach it. She didn't feel like asking Draco for help, but she certainly didn't have any other way of getting it down. She swiped again at air and sighed. Finally, straining with all her might, she almost had it, when a warm hand grasped hers and gripped the medication. She spun around and there was Draco.
"Thanks." she said rather childishly. She got out a pill and took it with the water and looked at Draco.
He touched her waist and held it. He started moving slowly, as if dancing to some imaginary love music.
Hermione followed, and in the end, her hands were on his waist and his hands were on one of her sides and the other on her shoulder. They moved a bit longer, and Hermione felt a lot easier with Draco now. She moved for the couch and sat down, patting the side next to her for Draco. He sat down, and she laid out, her head in his lap. He started stroking at her hair and face, down her nose, over her eyes, across each cheek.
"So what do you want to talk about?" she asked.
A/N: Sorry for (a hopefully) big cliffhanger. Next chapter coming soon. Thanks to my best friend, Louise, for all her help and encouragement. All help and encouragement from ANYBODY is greatly appreciated, because it means I can get chapters to you quicker, and that's what you want, don't you?!
Cuppy!