A/N: Okay well I'm hoping this chapter is gonna be good. Definitely better
than the last one. Also just another note I'm going to stop putting Draco's
point of view in and stick to Hermione. Please continue to review. I love
hearing peoples opinions and ideas, so keep them coming! Okay well here
goes.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'm just doing this for fun. Don't sue me.
Chapter 8
Hermione was now past half way through her vacation, and even with the whole Draco thing, she had enjoyed herself. She hadn't spoken to Draco since their encounter on the beach a few days ago but she'd seen him from afar a couple of times. Once she swore he saw her too but he'd turned and walked away.
She'd spend a lot of time with her parents and a good amount of time down the beach as well. She'd received a reply from Harry and Ron who were back from the Quidditch, which from their letter was obvious they enjoyed. Again she'd replied not saying anything about Draco even though they'd asked if she seen or, god forbid, talked to him. But the next letter they sent made her feel bad.
Dear Hermione,
Is everything okay? It might be nothing, but the past couple of letters we received from you were rather short. Aren't you enjoying your holiday? And we've asked about Draco and you haven't answered our questions. It's just not like you Hermione. Say hello to your parents for us.
Love Harry and Ron
Hermione sighed. Maybe she should tell them everything that had been happening. Oh well she didn't have to reply right this moment anyway, she could have time to think about what she was going to say. She re-read their letter and then decided to get some air.
She strolled down to the beach and sat down on the sand. She sat there for a while when suddenly she saw the shadow of someone approaching behind her. She turned and her stomach gave a jolt. It was Draco. He didn't say anything, just sat down beside her.
"Do you want something?' asked Hermione, surprising herself at the rudeness in her voice. She guessed it was just habit.
"Why would I want anything from you, Granger?" she replied in his normal sarcastic tone. This made Hermione want to explode.
"I'm sick of this Malfoy! Of all these games! What are you trying to do? I mean first you save my life, then you kiss me, then you tell me to stay away from you and then you ask me a whole bunch of questions which make no sense, what's going on?" she cried exasperated.
Draco stood up and Hermione followed.
"Don't walk away from me! I want answers, now!" she said her voice full of anger.
"No need to yell Hermione," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm, but she couldn't help but notice the use of her first name.
"I'm sorry," she replied, "I'm just confused Draco. I mean sometimes I feel like your attempting to be nice to me, it's just not like you,"
Draco paused and looked down; Hermione could tell he was probably thinking about what she'd said. When he looked back up his eyes were different.
"Well the other day, in the cave, I saw you in a different way, a way I'd never thought about before," he confessed, "I don't know why I did, it just happened, but it doesn't matter anyway," he stopped, "Unless, we could keep it a secret,"
Hermione was disgusted. She didn't want to keep secrets from anyone, especially with someone she'd despised and wasn't even sure if she liked. There was no way she'd hide something like that from her family and of course her friends at school. It made her fell like he was ashamed to know her and she didn't want to feel that way.
Hermione shook her head.
"No way Draco," she replied.
He seemed surprised by her answer and then his face turned to stone.
"I can make your life hell Granger, just you wait," he threatened her.
She sighed.
"Whatever Draco. You know I thought I saw something in you, something good, but I was wrong, terribly wrong," she said and walked away back towards her house, leaving Draco on the beach with mixed emotions about what had just happened.
Hermione on the other hand, had the clearest mind she'd had in days. She was still unsure about exactly how Draco felt, but she knew he didn't want to be associated with Muggles and for a while she'd forgotten that, his hate for Muggles and his family and how they'd react. In all she thought she'd made the right decision. Or had she?
A/N: Okay well things are going to get a bit clearer for all of us in the next few chapters so just hang around. Please Review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'm just doing this for fun. Don't sue me.
Chapter 8
Hermione was now past half way through her vacation, and even with the whole Draco thing, she had enjoyed herself. She hadn't spoken to Draco since their encounter on the beach a few days ago but she'd seen him from afar a couple of times. Once she swore he saw her too but he'd turned and walked away.
She'd spend a lot of time with her parents and a good amount of time down the beach as well. She'd received a reply from Harry and Ron who were back from the Quidditch, which from their letter was obvious they enjoyed. Again she'd replied not saying anything about Draco even though they'd asked if she seen or, god forbid, talked to him. But the next letter they sent made her feel bad.
Dear Hermione,
Is everything okay? It might be nothing, but the past couple of letters we received from you were rather short. Aren't you enjoying your holiday? And we've asked about Draco and you haven't answered our questions. It's just not like you Hermione. Say hello to your parents for us.
Love Harry and Ron
Hermione sighed. Maybe she should tell them everything that had been happening. Oh well she didn't have to reply right this moment anyway, she could have time to think about what she was going to say. She re-read their letter and then decided to get some air.
She strolled down to the beach and sat down on the sand. She sat there for a while when suddenly she saw the shadow of someone approaching behind her. She turned and her stomach gave a jolt. It was Draco. He didn't say anything, just sat down beside her.
"Do you want something?' asked Hermione, surprising herself at the rudeness in her voice. She guessed it was just habit.
"Why would I want anything from you, Granger?" she replied in his normal sarcastic tone. This made Hermione want to explode.
"I'm sick of this Malfoy! Of all these games! What are you trying to do? I mean first you save my life, then you kiss me, then you tell me to stay away from you and then you ask me a whole bunch of questions which make no sense, what's going on?" she cried exasperated.
Draco stood up and Hermione followed.
"Don't walk away from me! I want answers, now!" she said her voice full of anger.
"No need to yell Hermione," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm, but she couldn't help but notice the use of her first name.
"I'm sorry," she replied, "I'm just confused Draco. I mean sometimes I feel like your attempting to be nice to me, it's just not like you,"
Draco paused and looked down; Hermione could tell he was probably thinking about what she'd said. When he looked back up his eyes were different.
"Well the other day, in the cave, I saw you in a different way, a way I'd never thought about before," he confessed, "I don't know why I did, it just happened, but it doesn't matter anyway," he stopped, "Unless, we could keep it a secret,"
Hermione was disgusted. She didn't want to keep secrets from anyone, especially with someone she'd despised and wasn't even sure if she liked. There was no way she'd hide something like that from her family and of course her friends at school. It made her fell like he was ashamed to know her and she didn't want to feel that way.
Hermione shook her head.
"No way Draco," she replied.
He seemed surprised by her answer and then his face turned to stone.
"I can make your life hell Granger, just you wait," he threatened her.
She sighed.
"Whatever Draco. You know I thought I saw something in you, something good, but I was wrong, terribly wrong," she said and walked away back towards her house, leaving Draco on the beach with mixed emotions about what had just happened.
Hermione on the other hand, had the clearest mind she'd had in days. She was still unsure about exactly how Draco felt, but she knew he didn't want to be associated with Muggles and for a while she'd forgotten that, his hate for Muggles and his family and how they'd react. In all she thought she'd made the right decision. Or had she?
A/N: Okay well things are going to get a bit clearer for all of us in the next few chapters so just hang around. Please Review!