Take On Me
By
Ponderer
Chapter Six :-) enjoy!
Hermione didn't know how long she had been dancing for. But what she did know was that she was enjoying herself completely, and Draco was a big part of that. She hadn't wanted to leave work but was glad now because she could once forget about her problems and just have fun.
She had always known that Draco a fabulous dancer, as she had watched him numerous times with Ginny. But she hadn't realized how sensual it was. He kept her body close to his, his rough hands running down her sides to hold her in place. She tried not to notice how she inwardly shivered when he touched her a certain way. She would blush and look in his eyes, looking for some kind of answer, but the gray mirrored the brown. She wanted to run away at that moment, not wanting to know what could happen, yet she stayed rooted to her spot. She was curious about him; always had been. What was hidden beneath the Malfoy exterior? Hermione wanted to find out.
Draco was in heaven while he danced with his love. She matched him, move to move, trying not to let him win their silent contest. It had been their thing ever since Hogwarts and he knew that would never end.
She was beautiful when she danced with her eyes filled with excitement and her face flushed. Her lips were pouted slightly and it took all his self-control not to kiss her. Instead, his hands would hold her tighter. She didn't seem to mind though, so he continued.
After more fast songs, both exhausted, Hermione motioned go outside for some fresh air. He followed behind her, Ron's words echoing in his ears: Be more romantic. He could do that, he was a Malfoy! They stopped at the edge if the porch only for Draco to open the gate for her. She smiled gratefully, then he offered his elbow which she accepted. His mind exclaimed happily for him, giving himself bonus points.
"You look amazing tonight," he said smoothly, looking her over for the millionth time that evening, as they walked slowly through the gardens. Hermione blushed again. Wearing a knee length black skirt and matching black tank top along with black sandals, Draco thought she looked ravishing.
"Well thank you. You aren't so bad yourself," she smirked and he grinned. Indeed he was trying to impress her and it was working.
"So, are you having fun?" he asked.
"Much more than I expected. Thank you," she answered softly.
"For what?" he questioned, eyebrow raised.
"For just being you and for today. I had been mad but I know you were only helping me and that means a lot to me. It really does," Hermione explained.
"I suppose I should thank you as well. I've never had such a beautiful woman dance with me before," he said and received a puzzled look.
"Why are you so different? I never know what you're thinking," Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Yes you do, you're just trying to block it out," Draco answered, his heart pounding in his chest.
"What?"
"Look into my eyes Hermione. You'll find all the answers there," he replied, making her face him. She looked up and was suddenly trapped in his gaze. She saw love and desire and fear in those depths and yet, it didn't scare her away like he expected. Instead, she stepped closer, placing her palm on his strong chest. Before he knew it, her lips were so close, her eyes closed. His heart was going so fast, he thought it would explode as he bent forward to brush his lips against hers.
"Oy! Draco! Hermione! Where are you two?" Harry's voice boomed from the house. The pair broke away but stood staring at each other. Draco gave her a reluctant grin before yelling out to his friend.
"We're coming!" Hermione blinked as the realization that she had almost kissed Draco. Sure, they had given friendly, chaste kisses before, but not that kind of kiss they were about to have. Hermione's heart was beating just as fast as his, her face flushed. She didn't know if she was happy or not for Harry's interruption but when Draco licked his lips, she wanted to hurt her scarred friend.
"I guess we should head in now," she said softly, looking down at her feet, suddenly shy. Did Draco regret it? Remembering his words, Hermione looked into his face and smiled a faded smile. The look in his eyes was still there, haunting her already, but she knew that he didn't regret what would have happened. It looked he was just as upset as she to have to end it sooner than either wanted. However, now that they stood there in an uncomfortable silence, they knew the mood was broken. Reaching for his hand, Hermione slowly began walking back towards the house, a beaming Draco following. When they got to the back door, they found Harry and Ginny wrapped in each other's arms, kissing rather passionately. It was the first time Hermione saw them intimate like that, and the first for Draco to even know about them. Draco hadn't known about the breakup with her French boyfriend and definently had a look of shock on his face. Hermione watched him carefully, wagering his reaction.
"How long has that been going on?" he asked a moment later, nodding towards the couple.
"Awhile. Maybe a week or two," Hermione answered, still watching him.
"Oh," was his answer and he led her past the pair into the party, but not before slightly pushing Harry over, laughing all the way.
"You shouldn't have done that," she said, trying to hold back her giggles.
"I had my reasons," he answered, giving her a wolfish look.
"I'm going to get myself something to drink. Do you want anything?" Hermione asked Draco, abruptly changing the subject but her flushed cheeks told him she enjoyed it nonetheless.
"No, I'm going to check on Narcissa. I'll meet back with you though," he explained and she nodded. After placing a lingering kiss on the corner of his mouth, she walked away, putting an extra sway in her hips just for Draco's pleasure. Grinning to himself, he began to walk where the elder witches and wizards were sitting. Narcissa smiled at her son, having just seen what had happened with Hermione. She got up from sitting between the Weasley's, she met him halfway. "I'm sorry I've been away for so long," he started but she put her hand up to stop him.
"Now, now, I've been fine. And I see you have too," she grinned, making him blush.
"What did you see?" he asked, already cringing.
"I only saw what everyone else saw," she explained. "The way you two were dancing, it seems you two were more than just friends."
"Mum, it's not like that," he started but she interrupted him again.
"Draco, I'm your mother. I know you feel more than friendship for that girl. And I must say she's a wonderful catch," she grinned, seeing as Hermione came back from the kitchen with a cup in her hand. Draco's eyes followed her every move, a look unnoticed by Narcissa. "You love her don't you?"
"Is it that obvious?" he chuckled.
"It's mother's intuition. Go get her," she whispered.
"But…"
"Just go…" she smiled and pushed him slightly towards the young witch, but he had planted himself there.
"What about you?" he asked.
"I'll be fine. I think I'll sit myself back where I was with Rosetta in the kitchen," she replied thoughtfully.
"Okay, but you'll find me if you need me?"
"Yes, now just go!" his mother laughed and watched as he shyly made his way towards his love. "Crazy boy," she murmured before going to her planned destination.
Hermione spotted Draco coming, rather sensed him coming towards her. She put her cup on the table beside her and straightened out her outfit while Draco made his way through the room full of people. Hermione didn't know why she was so nervous so suddenly. It was only Draco. Who you almost kissed, her mind added. You wanted him to kiss you. You still do, admit it. She couldn't lie to herself. She couldn't remember ever wanting a man to kiss her so much as she had in the gardens. Oddly enough, she wasn't bothered that it was her best friend. When he was close enough to touch for them to touch one another, they did. He brought her close, wrapping his arms around her from behind, snuggling his face into her hair and neck. She had no idea why she would let someone be so intimate with her, especially in front of so many people, but it felt right with Draco. With all her past boyfriends, it has been extremely awkward and now she never wanted to leave the safety of his arms.
Draco was in absolute paradise in their passionate embrace. He couldn't believe that night was actually happening and that Hermione was in his arms. He could smell the sweet scent of her shampoo and grinned into her neck, giving her a little kiss. He felt her shiver slightly at the contact but she thankfully didn't pull away, instead leaning her head to one side, giving him more access. He internally groaned before leaning forward to kiss her delicate skin that she had willingly offered him.
Hermione hadn't expected her move to give him more room to kiss her neck but the feelings she was receiving made her feel crazy with desire. She wanted to turn and kiss him but restrained herself to hold his arms more in place around her middle. This is Draco! Why am I letting this happen? She asked and her heart didn't answer. Somehow, she already knew.
She reluctantly pulled away and said, "I'm going to bed. Walk me?" Draco was speechless and could only nod in response. Taking his hand, she led him upstairs silently, smiling at him every so often. Harry, Ron, and Ginny's eyes followed them before giving thumbs up to each other. Their party had worked.
It seemed they got to Hermione's door too quickly that night for Draco. His grip on her hand had tightened, as did hers. "Well, here we are," he chuckled softly, as they gazed into one anothers eyes.
"Yeah, here we are," she echoed, blushing slightly. Seeing that she was still confused as to what emotions were going through her mind, she leaned forward to place a kiss on his forehead and dropped his hand. "Goodnight," she whispered.
"Goodnight," he replied and waited until her door was closed before he let out an unMalfoy-like yell of happiness, glad to have soundproof walls. He grinned all the way to his room, falling into a peaceful dream of the girl he loved.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I cut this chapter a bit shorter after looking it over. I haven't posted in awhile, so I looked back and read through it slowly first and made some major editing. Alas, it isn't as long as it usually is. I apologize for that. Also, I made a pretty stupid mistake in my H/Hr story a few days ago, so I'm trying to be extra careful on what I type. I hope everyone enjoyed their little kiss thing, but soon it will be more than just a brush of lips! At least, I hope so. *shrugs*
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Ponderer