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Faylinn: You do that, and they'll go away.
Oh. You're probably right. Oh well, to the story. ^_^
Draco and Hermione flew in circles before he left the Quidditch Pitch flying towards the fields. "Can't we get in trouble?" He shrugged.
"I don't know. Do you want to go back?"
"Please? I really don't want to get in trouble," she said. He nodded and shifted his body for the broom flew back towards the Pitch. He slowed it down as the touched the ground and Hermione got off, her hair a mess.
"Well? Was that so bad?"
"No. It was actually sorta fun." Draco laughed and held onto the middle of his broom, wishing they could have flown longer. 'If only we were at the Mansion, then I could take here where ever she wanted to go.' 'But you can't do that, if anyone saw you-'
"Draco?"
"Mmm?"
"Thank you. I had fun, really I did." Draco nodded.
"Anytime, you know that now."
"Yes I do," she smiled, and took his hand as they walked back to the school."
"Hey, that Ball is this Saturday. Now that everyone knows anyway, would you want to go with me?"
"Well, I told Ron I was going to go alone, just with friends."
"Oh. I understand. Well can I at least see you there?"
"Of course!" She said, and pulled him to a stone bench. She sat on the cold surface, wishing she had her robes to sit on. He propped the broom against the end and sat next to her, pulling her close. She leaned into him, feeling his warmth and sighed happily. 'I should write to Mum and Dad.'
They sat outside on the bench in silence for some time before it dawned on Hermione that she had homework. "I'm sorry! I forgot all about it!"
"It's alright, I forgot about mine. I have Charms."
"Potions." She said, making a face. He pulled her close and pressed his lips against hers, licking them after a minute. Hermione blushed and opened her mouth a teeny bit, allowing is tongue to slip through. She almost had to catch her breath as a shock rippled through her. She licked at his lips with her own and he pulled her closer, holding her tightly. She froze and he pulled away.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, breathlessly, turning red. She put her head down.
"No, I'm sorry. I just, never-"
"I understand." He smiled and pulled her chin up, giving her a quick kiss on her forehead. "Let's go in. We can get out work done. I'll be able to see you at dinner."
They headed in and parted ways at the stairs. Draco kissed her hand quickly before striding off towards the Slytherin rooms. Hermione walked up the stairs to be giggled at by the portrait from the other night. She looked over at her. "What now?"
"What did I tell you? I said you would be soon! I was right!" She skipped into the portrait to her left.
"Who are you?" Hermione asked. The portrait giggled again and smiled at Hermione.
"My name is Amilie Marnosus."
"Hello Amilie."
"Hello Hermione." The portrait giggled and skipped into another portrait. Hermione laughed and walked to the Gryffindor room. All her friends were sitting around the fire in their chairs. Hermione walked over to them and sat with Ron, who lowered his head a bit.
"How was it?" Ginny asked.
"It was fun. Cold though."
"What did you do?" Harry asked, looking up from his history book.
"We, uh, went flying." She said. Ron's face turned red but he didn't say anything. Ginny elbowed him from her seat next to him. He buried his face into his book.
"Did you really like it?"
"Yeah, it was alright. I wasn't sure if we would get in trouble though, so I made us come back. He nodded and put his head down to read. Hermione stood up and went to get her books. She came back a few minutes later and sat with them.
"Why don't you study history first, 'Mione." Ron grinned. Hermione sighed and pulled out her notes, handing them to him.
"I already did. But I guess you can look at them." She said, opening her potions book.
"Did I ever tell you-"
"How wonderful and kind I am? Yes, many times in fact."
"Oh. Well, thanks."
"Mmmhmmm." The group started their work quietly, occasionally having to poke Ron awake who would drift off. Before they realized they had been studying long it was dinner time. Leaving their books on their chairs for when they got back they stood and put their robes on, walking down to the Great Hall together.
"So, Hermione, are you going with Draco to the Ball?" Ron asked, frowning.
"No. I told him I was going with you guys. He didn't mind." Ron's face lit up and Ginny stepped on his toes, hard.
"OW! What was that-"
"So Hermione, you still are going to Hogsmeade, right?"
"Of course! What were you saying Ron?"
"Nothing," he mumbled, and walked into the open doors of the Great Hall. They glanced up to see a grey ceiling complete with lightning and rain.
"I didn't think it was raining out."
"It was so nice earlier!"
"Oh well. Should make for a lovely, loud night." Hermione frowned. She hated the way the thunder echoed in the room she shared with the other sixth year girls. It seemed to make it three times louder than it actually was. She was surprised to find Draco already there, waiting to eat. This time, he was sitting quietly though, Pansy ignoring him, and Crabbe and Goyle fighting with each other. Hermione watched him until he felt someone staring at him and looked up. He gave a slight smile to her and nodded his head. She opened her eyes wide and gave him a questioning look. He shrugged as a few more students came in a sat down. Hermione frowned and looked down as the food appeared.
"Sometimes I think it's a shame we can't eat at anyone else's table." She said to Ginny. Ginny looked up and saw Draco eating by himself.
"That's so sad!" She said, feeling a wave of pity for the person she had so recently hated. "It's depressing." Ginny frowned, suddenly not very hungry. Hermione wasn't hungry anymore either.
"Aren't you girls hungry?" Ron asked, shoving food down his face. They shook their heads, looking about to cry.
"What's wrong with them?" Colin Creevey asked. Harry shrugged.
"I have no idea." They chased their food around their plates and then gave up. Hermione grabbed some bread and fruit and put it in her pockets for later, standing to leave. Ginny stayed behind with her brother to watch him make a fool of himself.
Hermione walked out the Great Hall and started to head towards the stairs when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned and frowned, not seeing anyone there. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out her wand and started to walk again, only to hear the footsteps.
"Draco? Is that you?" No answer. "Come on, quit it." She said, and started walking again. She spun around when she heard the footsteps, holding out her wand. Draco stopped, hands in the air.
"WHOA! What are you doing?" He asked, wide eyed. She sighed and lowered her wand.
"You scared me, following me like that and not answering."
"What are you talking about? I just left the Great Hall." She rolled her eyes and shrugged, walking with him. That was when she noticed his footsteps were not the ones she had heard earlier. She shrugged it off and walked with him to the stairs. "I'm walking with you to the top." He said, after she protested.
They walked in silence until they reached there destination. "I'm so sorry you eat alone now."
"Hey! Don't be. I don't mind."
"Still. I feel bad. Well, thanks for walking me here." She said and pulled him into a kiss. He grinned and kissed her back.
"Getting a little more comfortable with me?" She blushed and he laughed in returned. "Good night, Hermione. Sweet dreams."
"Good night Draco." She gave him one last peck and walked quickly to the portrait hole, gave the password and went in.
The rest of the Gryffindor house returned not long after her and everyone did some last minute studying before going to bed. At quarter to ten Hermione stood, yawning. "I'm going to bed now. Goodnight everyone. And Ron, I expect those notes back before breakfast."
"Yeah, of course." She smiled and walked up to her warm bed. She changed quickly and curled into the comfortable covers, Crookshanks purring contendly as she scratched at his ears. Lightning lit up the room every now and then followed by a loud explosion of thunder. Hermione found it oddly comforting that night and drifted into a deep sleep.
Hope you liked this chapter. Also, I've been listening to this one song for the past few minutes, and my muse is unfortunately pestering me about turning it into a songfic for Hermione's dream, this night. So, I am going to be posting it elsewhere, not in this story, because I'm afraid it will most likely be rated R for safety's sake. If you would like to read it, the next chapter I put up will have the title of it. The only thing it will be is the dream that Hermione has this night, and it might be started as a file for other dreams, who know what my muse will think of next. So, for all of you who don't want the story to go rated R, I'm sorry, and that's why I'm posting it separately. Please don't be mad at me, but I think its going to be interesting and if you do decide to read it, it will clear up a bunch of what happens after the dream.
Just another note, the dream itself will most likely NOT BE WHAT IS RATED R, but the lyrics of the song will be, just for, as I said before, safety's sake. I hope you decide to read and review it, but please don't flame me for it! And please keep reading the story even if you don't like the songfic. If tons of your are ABSOLUTELY AGAINST this, I won't do it, so please tell me what you think in your next review. I just thought it would introduce the next part interestingly, but if I need to, I can find other ways to do it. Okay, I've rambled on enough. Sorry! ^_^ Please review. Later!
Faylinn: You do that, and they'll go away.
Oh. You're probably right. Oh well, to the story. ^_^
Draco and Hermione flew in circles before he left the Quidditch Pitch flying towards the fields. "Can't we get in trouble?" He shrugged.
"I don't know. Do you want to go back?"
"Please? I really don't want to get in trouble," she said. He nodded and shifted his body for the broom flew back towards the Pitch. He slowed it down as the touched the ground and Hermione got off, her hair a mess.
"Well? Was that so bad?"
"No. It was actually sorta fun." Draco laughed and held onto the middle of his broom, wishing they could have flown longer. 'If only we were at the Mansion, then I could take here where ever she wanted to go.' 'But you can't do that, if anyone saw you-'
"Draco?"
"Mmm?"
"Thank you. I had fun, really I did." Draco nodded.
"Anytime, you know that now."
"Yes I do," she smiled, and took his hand as they walked back to the school."
"Hey, that Ball is this Saturday. Now that everyone knows anyway, would you want to go with me?"
"Well, I told Ron I was going to go alone, just with friends."
"Oh. I understand. Well can I at least see you there?"
"Of course!" She said, and pulled him to a stone bench. She sat on the cold surface, wishing she had her robes to sit on. He propped the broom against the end and sat next to her, pulling her close. She leaned into him, feeling his warmth and sighed happily. 'I should write to Mum and Dad.'
They sat outside on the bench in silence for some time before it dawned on Hermione that she had homework. "I'm sorry! I forgot all about it!"
"It's alright, I forgot about mine. I have Charms."
"Potions." She said, making a face. He pulled her close and pressed his lips against hers, licking them after a minute. Hermione blushed and opened her mouth a teeny bit, allowing is tongue to slip through. She almost had to catch her breath as a shock rippled through her. She licked at his lips with her own and he pulled her closer, holding her tightly. She froze and he pulled away.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, breathlessly, turning red. She put her head down.
"No, I'm sorry. I just, never-"
"I understand." He smiled and pulled her chin up, giving her a quick kiss on her forehead. "Let's go in. We can get out work done. I'll be able to see you at dinner."
They headed in and parted ways at the stairs. Draco kissed her hand quickly before striding off towards the Slytherin rooms. Hermione walked up the stairs to be giggled at by the portrait from the other night. She looked over at her. "What now?"
"What did I tell you? I said you would be soon! I was right!" She skipped into the portrait to her left.
"Who are you?" Hermione asked. The portrait giggled again and smiled at Hermione.
"My name is Amilie Marnosus."
"Hello Amilie."
"Hello Hermione." The portrait giggled and skipped into another portrait. Hermione laughed and walked to the Gryffindor room. All her friends were sitting around the fire in their chairs. Hermione walked over to them and sat with Ron, who lowered his head a bit.
"How was it?" Ginny asked.
"It was fun. Cold though."
"What did you do?" Harry asked, looking up from his history book.
"We, uh, went flying." She said. Ron's face turned red but he didn't say anything. Ginny elbowed him from her seat next to him. He buried his face into his book.
"Did you really like it?"
"Yeah, it was alright. I wasn't sure if we would get in trouble though, so I made us come back. He nodded and put his head down to read. Hermione stood up and went to get her books. She came back a few minutes later and sat with them.
"Why don't you study history first, 'Mione." Ron grinned. Hermione sighed and pulled out her notes, handing them to him.
"I already did. But I guess you can look at them." She said, opening her potions book.
"Did I ever tell you-"
"How wonderful and kind I am? Yes, many times in fact."
"Oh. Well, thanks."
"Mmmhmmm." The group started their work quietly, occasionally having to poke Ron awake who would drift off. Before they realized they had been studying long it was dinner time. Leaving their books on their chairs for when they got back they stood and put their robes on, walking down to the Great Hall together.
"So, Hermione, are you going with Draco to the Ball?" Ron asked, frowning.
"No. I told him I was going with you guys. He didn't mind." Ron's face lit up and Ginny stepped on his toes, hard.
"OW! What was that-"
"So Hermione, you still are going to Hogsmeade, right?"
"Of course! What were you saying Ron?"
"Nothing," he mumbled, and walked into the open doors of the Great Hall. They glanced up to see a grey ceiling complete with lightning and rain.
"I didn't think it was raining out."
"It was so nice earlier!"
"Oh well. Should make for a lovely, loud night." Hermione frowned. She hated the way the thunder echoed in the room she shared with the other sixth year girls. It seemed to make it three times louder than it actually was. She was surprised to find Draco already there, waiting to eat. This time, he was sitting quietly though, Pansy ignoring him, and Crabbe and Goyle fighting with each other. Hermione watched him until he felt someone staring at him and looked up. He gave a slight smile to her and nodded his head. She opened her eyes wide and gave him a questioning look. He shrugged as a few more students came in a sat down. Hermione frowned and looked down as the food appeared.
"Sometimes I think it's a shame we can't eat at anyone else's table." She said to Ginny. Ginny looked up and saw Draco eating by himself.
"That's so sad!" She said, feeling a wave of pity for the person she had so recently hated. "It's depressing." Ginny frowned, suddenly not very hungry. Hermione wasn't hungry anymore either.
"Aren't you girls hungry?" Ron asked, shoving food down his face. They shook their heads, looking about to cry.
"What's wrong with them?" Colin Creevey asked. Harry shrugged.
"I have no idea." They chased their food around their plates and then gave up. Hermione grabbed some bread and fruit and put it in her pockets for later, standing to leave. Ginny stayed behind with her brother to watch him make a fool of himself.
Hermione walked out the Great Hall and started to head towards the stairs when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned and frowned, not seeing anyone there. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out her wand and started to walk again, only to hear the footsteps.
"Draco? Is that you?" No answer. "Come on, quit it." She said, and started walking again. She spun around when she heard the footsteps, holding out her wand. Draco stopped, hands in the air.
"WHOA! What are you doing?" He asked, wide eyed. She sighed and lowered her wand.
"You scared me, following me like that and not answering."
"What are you talking about? I just left the Great Hall." She rolled her eyes and shrugged, walking with him. That was when she noticed his footsteps were not the ones she had heard earlier. She shrugged it off and walked with him to the stairs. "I'm walking with you to the top." He said, after she protested.
They walked in silence until they reached there destination. "I'm so sorry you eat alone now."
"Hey! Don't be. I don't mind."
"Still. I feel bad. Well, thanks for walking me here." She said and pulled him into a kiss. He grinned and kissed her back.
"Getting a little more comfortable with me?" She blushed and he laughed in returned. "Good night, Hermione. Sweet dreams."
"Good night Draco." She gave him one last peck and walked quickly to the portrait hole, gave the password and went in.
The rest of the Gryffindor house returned not long after her and everyone did some last minute studying before going to bed. At quarter to ten Hermione stood, yawning. "I'm going to bed now. Goodnight everyone. And Ron, I expect those notes back before breakfast."
"Yeah, of course." She smiled and walked up to her warm bed. She changed quickly and curled into the comfortable covers, Crookshanks purring contendly as she scratched at his ears. Lightning lit up the room every now and then followed by a loud explosion of thunder. Hermione found it oddly comforting that night and drifted into a deep sleep.
Hope you liked this chapter. Also, I've been listening to this one song for the past few minutes, and my muse is unfortunately pestering me about turning it into a songfic for Hermione's dream, this night. So, I am going to be posting it elsewhere, not in this story, because I'm afraid it will most likely be rated R for safety's sake. If you would like to read it, the next chapter I put up will have the title of it. The only thing it will be is the dream that Hermione has this night, and it might be started as a file for other dreams, who know what my muse will think of next. So, for all of you who don't want the story to go rated R, I'm sorry, and that's why I'm posting it separately. Please don't be mad at me, but I think its going to be interesting and if you do decide to read it, it will clear up a bunch of what happens after the dream.
Just another note, the dream itself will most likely NOT BE WHAT IS RATED R, but the lyrics of the song will be, just for, as I said before, safety's sake. I hope you decide to read and review it, but please don't flame me for it! And please keep reading the story even if you don't like the songfic. If tons of your are ABSOLUTELY AGAINST this, I won't do it, so please tell me what you think in your next review. I just thought it would introduce the next part interestingly, but if I need to, I can find other ways to do it. Okay, I've rambled on enough. Sorry! ^_^ Please review. Later!