A/N: Here's the next chapter now. I have a presentation I'm supposed to do
in History and I don't know when I'll be able to post again. This way you
get more and I don't feel bad.
Chapter Six
The two of them talked for about an hour about Malfoy, makeup, hair, and Harry.
"I really do wish Harry would show his affection more. He almost seems embarrassed sometimes." Ginny said.
"What do you mean?" asked Hermione.
"Well... he won't hug me in public, he's rather squeamish about holding hands, and ...we haven't truly kissed yet." Ginny whispered.
"What?" Hermione whispered extremely surprised.
"You've been going out all summer and you haven't kissed." Hermione said.
"YES! We have established that already." said Ginny a bit annoyed.
"Well, All I can say is to go in for the kill yourself otherwise, find someone else." Hermione said.
Ginny was a bit surprised. This was not a normal Hermione-ish response. But it was good advice and she decided to follow it.
"Well I better be off to afternoon classes." Ginny said.
Hermione gathered up her things and decided it was time for her to make her way to DADA. Class didn't start for another ten minutes, but she decided she would go in and find a seat ahead of time.
"Professor Lupin!" Hermione exclaimed, "I forgot you were chosen to teach this class!"
"Ah, young Hermione, what brings you to my class so early?" Lupin said beaming.
"Oh nothing, I just decided to get an early seat, first week and all." she said.
"Well, then take your pick, although I do not recommend sitting in the front. We will be working with some temperamental creatures this year." he said winking.
Hermione sat down in a seat near the middle of the classroom in silence. Professor Lupin broke the silence. "So when did Harry become-er- romantically involved with that red-haired girl?" he asked.
"Oh, that's Ginny, Ron's little sister. They've been going out for a few moths; although from what I hear the relationship has been far from romantic." she said.
"Well Harry is in a sticky situation, a relationship like that could ruin a friendship forever." Lupin said.
Hermione frowned at this statement as it echoed in her ears. "I don't know why it should. Friends aren't friends if they are not understanding." Hermione said defensively.
"Whoa. Settle down. Something bothering you?" asked Lupin.
"No. Nothing." Hermione said getting out her books. She moved her eyes over the pages to appear busy until class started.
Hermione sat through the rest of the day's classes absorbing only the bare minimum of information and then lazily climbed the stairs to the common room.
Hermione put on her bathing suit and then her robe and slowly walked to the prefect's bathroom. As she reached the door she heard running water coming from inside and from her past experience, decided to knock. She quietly hit her fist against the large oak door until she heard a muffled, "Come in!"
She bathroom was full of steam and enticing smells that smelled similar to men's cologne. As she made her way to the tub, she found a familiar face.
"Hermione! What's with you today?" asked Draco.
"Oh, nothing. It was just a long day I guess." Hermione responded.
They sat there awhile talking, until Draco said, "Well are you gonna get in or not?"
"Well... that depends are you..." Hermione stopped.
"Swim trunks...remember." Draco said.
Hermione battled in her head. This could only lead to trouble, but she so wanted to get in. She did have a physical attraction to Draco but she still wasn't sure she trusted him. She thought of all the possible outcomes and how they might affect her reputation. Finally, she decided that she didn't have to be PERFECT Hermione all the time.
"Sure." she said.
She slipped of her robe to reveal her tantalizing bikini she had bought in Milan. It was a Jade color with an emerald latching together the top. The bottom was connected on the sides with a string of mini emeralds.
Draco swallowed as he tried to push out certain thoughts out of his head. She got in and the two of them talked for a while.
After awhile Hermione asked, "Draco, would you rub my shoulders?"
Draco raised his eyebrows surprised Hermione already trusted him this much.
She moved over close to him and sat in his lap. When his hands first touched her she felt chills throughout her body and gasped.
"What's wrong." Draco asked pulling his hands away.
"Nothing your hands are just a little...er...cold." Hermione said trying to explain her gasp of ecstasy.
Hermione turned to faced him. "You know I'm not made of porcelain, you don't have to be afraid to make your move." she whispered in his ear.
They stared into each other's eyes. As he moved closer, she could feel his hot breath near her. Their lips met and they shared their first real kiss. Hermione pulled away smiling. "Well, I guess I'm clean enough now, better go to bed." Hermione said. She put on her robe and went back to the common room.
Hermione again nestled herself under the comfort of her satin sheets and laid her head softly on the pillow. She was again surprised by her own actions. Last year she would never have dared to act like she had the past two days. But thinking, she rather liked her new lifestyle. It was fun and exhilarating to act on a whim and not be so cautious.
That night Ginny came up to talk to Hermione some more about her awkward situation with Harry. Ginny came up looking exhausted and a bit upset.
"Tough day, too?" asked Hermione.
"I can't even begin to tell you." Ginny replied.
"Well try." said Hermione.
"Let's see... I my plant caught on fire in Herbology; In potions I got deducted a record 40 points from Gryffindor in one class; and I've been trying to kiss Harry all day but he keeps backing away. He keeps saying he'll 'be right back'." said Ginny sliding into a chair near Hermione's bed.
"Do you want me to talk to Harry and see if I can figure out anything?" Hermione asked.
"Er... I don't know." said Ginny.
"Oh, it can't do any harm." said Hermione gently. Hermione loved Ginny, she was like the little sister she never had.
"All right, but don't tell him I told you to." she said.
"I won't. Now I had better go to bed. See you tomorrow." said Hermione.
"Goodnight." said Ginny.
After Ginny left, Hermione changed back into her normal clothes and quietly snuck out of the portrait hole.
She didn't know what had come over her. She had a strange and sudden urge to see Draco. All she could think of when she was talking to Ginny was sneaking out to see him. She was finally in front of the Slytherin common room door and luckily had not run into any obstacles getting there. The problem now was getting Draco out of the common room.
She ducked into a nearby bathroom instead of standing idly in the hall. She decided she would make up something about a prefect meeting.
Hermione softly tapped on the portrait in front of the doorway. A gossipy fifth year came and slid the portrait away from the entrance. "What do YOU want?" she said in a bossy voice.
"I'm here to see Draco, official prefect business. He told me to meet him in his room." She said quickly deciding it would be safer to meet inside."
"It's against the rules to go in someone else's common room." the girl said.
"What's going on." Draco asked, running down the staircase after being informed there was a visitor. "Hermione?" he said confused.
"Draco, I'm here for our meeting." she winked.
"Oh...er...yes of course, let us go up to my room for some privacy." he said.
Once in the privacy of Draco's private prefect room he asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't resist." Hermione said in an innocent voice twirling her hair in the process. This made Malfoy's eyes light with fire. He had gained Hermione's heart and trust. He didn't have to act like a saint anymore, that's not what she wanted.
He leaned in, "Couldn't resist, huh?" he said in a sexy voice. He placed his hand on her knee. She again took a deep breath in just as she had when he placed his hands on her shoulders in the bathroom.
"UN UH." she whispered short of breath.
"Well, what was it that couldn't wait till morning?" he whispered in her ear. Hermione looked in his eyes. Draco moved toward her body. He could hear her breathing heavy; this was exactly the response he wanted. "You're not nervous are you?" he asked. He gently pressed his soft lips on Hermione's neck. She closed her eyes and enjoyed this for the moment. Now feeling a bit more confident, Hermione raised Malfoy lips to hers and they began to make out. Malfoy laid her down on the bed and they kissed for what seemed forever. Malfoy's strong hands felt so good and they moved through her silky hair.
Finally, Hermione said, "I should be getting back." Malfoy, satisfied for now, agreed. He walked down to the common with her.
"We'll continue our meeting tomorrow, same time?" he said in a serious voice. She nodded her head. After she left the same gossipy, fifth year came up to Draco giggling.
"Have a productive meeting?" she asked pointing to the smudged lipstick on his cheek.
"Go to bed." he ordered angrily.
Chapter Six
The two of them talked for about an hour about Malfoy, makeup, hair, and Harry.
"I really do wish Harry would show his affection more. He almost seems embarrassed sometimes." Ginny said.
"What do you mean?" asked Hermione.
"Well... he won't hug me in public, he's rather squeamish about holding hands, and ...we haven't truly kissed yet." Ginny whispered.
"What?" Hermione whispered extremely surprised.
"You've been going out all summer and you haven't kissed." Hermione said.
"YES! We have established that already." said Ginny a bit annoyed.
"Well, All I can say is to go in for the kill yourself otherwise, find someone else." Hermione said.
Ginny was a bit surprised. This was not a normal Hermione-ish response. But it was good advice and she decided to follow it.
"Well I better be off to afternoon classes." Ginny said.
Hermione gathered up her things and decided it was time for her to make her way to DADA. Class didn't start for another ten minutes, but she decided she would go in and find a seat ahead of time.
"Professor Lupin!" Hermione exclaimed, "I forgot you were chosen to teach this class!"
"Ah, young Hermione, what brings you to my class so early?" Lupin said beaming.
"Oh nothing, I just decided to get an early seat, first week and all." she said.
"Well, then take your pick, although I do not recommend sitting in the front. We will be working with some temperamental creatures this year." he said winking.
Hermione sat down in a seat near the middle of the classroom in silence. Professor Lupin broke the silence. "So when did Harry become-er- romantically involved with that red-haired girl?" he asked.
"Oh, that's Ginny, Ron's little sister. They've been going out for a few moths; although from what I hear the relationship has been far from romantic." she said.
"Well Harry is in a sticky situation, a relationship like that could ruin a friendship forever." Lupin said.
Hermione frowned at this statement as it echoed in her ears. "I don't know why it should. Friends aren't friends if they are not understanding." Hermione said defensively.
"Whoa. Settle down. Something bothering you?" asked Lupin.
"No. Nothing." Hermione said getting out her books. She moved her eyes over the pages to appear busy until class started.
Hermione sat through the rest of the day's classes absorbing only the bare minimum of information and then lazily climbed the stairs to the common room.
Hermione put on her bathing suit and then her robe and slowly walked to the prefect's bathroom. As she reached the door she heard running water coming from inside and from her past experience, decided to knock. She quietly hit her fist against the large oak door until she heard a muffled, "Come in!"
She bathroom was full of steam and enticing smells that smelled similar to men's cologne. As she made her way to the tub, she found a familiar face.
"Hermione! What's with you today?" asked Draco.
"Oh, nothing. It was just a long day I guess." Hermione responded.
They sat there awhile talking, until Draco said, "Well are you gonna get in or not?"
"Well... that depends are you..." Hermione stopped.
"Swim trunks...remember." Draco said.
Hermione battled in her head. This could only lead to trouble, but she so wanted to get in. She did have a physical attraction to Draco but she still wasn't sure she trusted him. She thought of all the possible outcomes and how they might affect her reputation. Finally, she decided that she didn't have to be PERFECT Hermione all the time.
"Sure." she said.
She slipped of her robe to reveal her tantalizing bikini she had bought in Milan. It was a Jade color with an emerald latching together the top. The bottom was connected on the sides with a string of mini emeralds.
Draco swallowed as he tried to push out certain thoughts out of his head. She got in and the two of them talked for a while.
After awhile Hermione asked, "Draco, would you rub my shoulders?"
Draco raised his eyebrows surprised Hermione already trusted him this much.
She moved over close to him and sat in his lap. When his hands first touched her she felt chills throughout her body and gasped.
"What's wrong." Draco asked pulling his hands away.
"Nothing your hands are just a little...er...cold." Hermione said trying to explain her gasp of ecstasy.
Hermione turned to faced him. "You know I'm not made of porcelain, you don't have to be afraid to make your move." she whispered in his ear.
They stared into each other's eyes. As he moved closer, she could feel his hot breath near her. Their lips met and they shared their first real kiss. Hermione pulled away smiling. "Well, I guess I'm clean enough now, better go to bed." Hermione said. She put on her robe and went back to the common room.
Hermione again nestled herself under the comfort of her satin sheets and laid her head softly on the pillow. She was again surprised by her own actions. Last year she would never have dared to act like she had the past two days. But thinking, she rather liked her new lifestyle. It was fun and exhilarating to act on a whim and not be so cautious.
That night Ginny came up to talk to Hermione some more about her awkward situation with Harry. Ginny came up looking exhausted and a bit upset.
"Tough day, too?" asked Hermione.
"I can't even begin to tell you." Ginny replied.
"Well try." said Hermione.
"Let's see... I my plant caught on fire in Herbology; In potions I got deducted a record 40 points from Gryffindor in one class; and I've been trying to kiss Harry all day but he keeps backing away. He keeps saying he'll 'be right back'." said Ginny sliding into a chair near Hermione's bed.
"Do you want me to talk to Harry and see if I can figure out anything?" Hermione asked.
"Er... I don't know." said Ginny.
"Oh, it can't do any harm." said Hermione gently. Hermione loved Ginny, she was like the little sister she never had.
"All right, but don't tell him I told you to." she said.
"I won't. Now I had better go to bed. See you tomorrow." said Hermione.
"Goodnight." said Ginny.
After Ginny left, Hermione changed back into her normal clothes and quietly snuck out of the portrait hole.
She didn't know what had come over her. She had a strange and sudden urge to see Draco. All she could think of when she was talking to Ginny was sneaking out to see him. She was finally in front of the Slytherin common room door and luckily had not run into any obstacles getting there. The problem now was getting Draco out of the common room.
She ducked into a nearby bathroom instead of standing idly in the hall. She decided she would make up something about a prefect meeting.
Hermione softly tapped on the portrait in front of the doorway. A gossipy fifth year came and slid the portrait away from the entrance. "What do YOU want?" she said in a bossy voice.
"I'm here to see Draco, official prefect business. He told me to meet him in his room." She said quickly deciding it would be safer to meet inside."
"It's against the rules to go in someone else's common room." the girl said.
"What's going on." Draco asked, running down the staircase after being informed there was a visitor. "Hermione?" he said confused.
"Draco, I'm here for our meeting." she winked.
"Oh...er...yes of course, let us go up to my room for some privacy." he said.
Once in the privacy of Draco's private prefect room he asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't resist." Hermione said in an innocent voice twirling her hair in the process. This made Malfoy's eyes light with fire. He had gained Hermione's heart and trust. He didn't have to act like a saint anymore, that's not what she wanted.
He leaned in, "Couldn't resist, huh?" he said in a sexy voice. He placed his hand on her knee. She again took a deep breath in just as she had when he placed his hands on her shoulders in the bathroom.
"UN UH." she whispered short of breath.
"Well, what was it that couldn't wait till morning?" he whispered in her ear. Hermione looked in his eyes. Draco moved toward her body. He could hear her breathing heavy; this was exactly the response he wanted. "You're not nervous are you?" he asked. He gently pressed his soft lips on Hermione's neck. She closed her eyes and enjoyed this for the moment. Now feeling a bit more confident, Hermione raised Malfoy lips to hers and they began to make out. Malfoy laid her down on the bed and they kissed for what seemed forever. Malfoy's strong hands felt so good and they moved through her silky hair.
Finally, Hermione said, "I should be getting back." Malfoy, satisfied for now, agreed. He walked down to the common with her.
"We'll continue our meeting tomorrow, same time?" he said in a serious voice. She nodded her head. After she left the same gossipy, fifth year came up to Draco giggling.
"Have a productive meeting?" she asked pointing to the smudged lipstick on his cheek.
"Go to bed." he ordered angrily.