A/N: Hey thanks to all the reviewers!!! Well, here's the next chap. Hope you like!
Chapter 17: This one night
"You're sucking up." Hermione lied down on her back and watched the stars that made the night sky bright.
Draco shook his head, "No, what makes you think that?"
"It's pretty obvious, what do you want from me?"
Malfoy gave a small laugh, "Nothing in particular...what's wrong with being nice?"
"I dunno...I just have to get used to it. I mean you are Draco Malfoy..."
"What? What's that suppose to mean?"
"You? Being nice? And all this...it's just like a dream-" Hermione shifted a bit, "Because it's so unlikely..."
"You dream about me, Granger?"
"What? No! I never said that-"
"You know you do dream about me..." Draco gave her a playful wink as she snorted.
"Never about you!"
"Dreams come true though, don't they?"
"Yeah, well...that's not the point."
Then they fell silent. They kept staring at the stars and for a moment the only things you hear, are people talking from behind them and the music.
"It's so bright for a nice night..."
"Yeah, bright-" and that's where it hit Draco. He stood up quickly, beaming.
"Where are you going-?" Hermione sat up straight and looked around him.
"C'mon!" He grabbed her arm, causing the jacket she was wearin slip off her shoulders. She stood up and ran where he was leading her. Though she didn't know where, because it was defenitely not the dance floor, or the table they were sitting at. But passed the house and in front of a door.
"What the-?"
"Shhh..." Draco muttered something and Hermione thought she went blind. She then soon realised something was wrapped around her eyes so she couldn't see.
"What are you doing?"
"I don't trust you." Draco whispered.
"Where are you taking me?" Hermione wouldn't move as Draco pushed her forwards, "Malfoy! Draco?"
She knew he was there somewhere because who else would be pushing her? He wouldn't reply back but just kept pushing her foward.
Eventually, she heard him mutter, "Alohomora!" and heard a door crack open. Where was he taking her?
"What the hell, Malfoy?!" she tried not to walk forwards, to wherever she was taking her. Suddenly, it grew cold again as though they had just gone back outside. She shivered and half wondering where the hell Draco Malfoy was taking her.
She could feel him breathing behind her, "Malfoy! Where the hell are you taking me? What's going on!?"
And what did he mean by "I don't trust you"?
She found herself walking forwards, reluctantly, and felt the cold, but fresh breeze go through her blinded face.
Suddenly, the dragging stopped. She heard footsteps and she could feel that she was outside because of the grass below her. She then felt Malfoy come back right behind her with what sounded like something on his hands.
Hermione grew scared. What was he holding?
She gulped, "Malfoy, I need to know what's going on."
"Stay calm, Granger-" he said in a gentle voice. She could hear something sweeping off the grass and then she couldn't hear his foosteps anymore.
All of a sudden, she felt someone strong pull her from where she was standing.. She kicked but...there was only air left to kick. She then felt more wind around her...it was getting faster...
She felt as though she's been put on a—
"It's OK..." said a familiar voice. She felt someone hold her around her stomach...
"What the hell—" she then felt the hankerchief being untied around her eyes.
Hermione was left speechless. The night was bright and the breeze was perfect, she could see mountains ahead and small dotted beetle-like lights below her.
"Wow..." she whispered. Wind was now swifting softly around them causing her hair to fly.
She could feel Malfoy's arms wrapped around her hips from behind.
"Hold this-" he took her hand from behind, and did what she was told. Totally speechless indeed, she enjoying this moment. She was beaming and Malfoy could feel it.
"Hey," he breathed behind her neck, "Are you alright?"
Hermione nodded, "Wow...this is just....wonderful! Thank- Thank you..."
Malfoy did nothing but smile..."Hey listen- maybe if you're not sick of me yet. Maybe you want to...go- well, er...want to come to Diagon Alley with me next Saturday?"
Hermione beamed at him, "Of course." She sighed and looked at the sky once again...savouring her first broom ride....