Okay, so the site link didn't post. But, just click on my little name up there and it's listed as my webpage. Once again, the picture is called Draco and Hermione, and please tell me what you think about it in a review here, or if you have a deviant art account, there. Thanks! ^_^
Faylinn: And there should be a pic of me there too soon!!
And you say I'M self promoting! Sheesh!
Disclaimer update: Still don't own any of the names you recognize. Just the ones I said I did before, but I wish I owned Draco. . . hehehe!!
::starts running around, SCREAMING!!:: I JUST SAW A TEASER FOR THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN!!!! OH DEAR GOD DRACO IS THE HOTTEST THING ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH!!!!!!!!!!!!! ::CRYING::
Faylinn: GIRL! GET A GRIP!!
BUT ITS TRUE!!!!
Faylinn: HES SO HOT!!!
Okay, sorry. Now that that's out of my system, if you haven't seen it, you should. He's gotten even hotter. And yes, apparently it IS possible. ::drools::
The rain poured on, and on, never once slowing. That day was just as bad, if not worse than the others, and was enough to make Hermione want to crawl back into bed. Instead of waiting for Draco like she usually did after breakfast she headed to the library to get something to read, so she could crawl back into her cozy bed and read all day. It sounded like the perfect plan to her.
As she was walking to the library she noticed some of the younger Slytherin students following her and laughing. It was starting to get annoying. She turned to confront them about their rudeness and stopped. They stood staring at her, eyes narrowed. She turned right back around and kept walking.
"Hey wait. We want to talk to you," one of them said. She frowned and kept walking.
"Well I don't exactly want to talk to you."
"What you did to Pansy was wrong."
"I didn't do anything to her."
"Where you going in a hurry?" Hermione couldn't believe people would actually feel bad for Pansy. She was almost near the library when she heard more footsteps behind her. She turned to look again and saw Draco approaching, smiling. She sighed.
"Did I do something wrong?" She shook her head and watched him walk closer, a little bounce in his step. He reached down and gave her a quick little kiss on her lips before following her into the library. "Why do you look upset?"
"Oh, some Slytherin's were hassling me a bit. But they went away."
"Do you know who they were?"
"No."
"I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize for their horrible behavior." He shrugged.
"So what are you doing today?"
"Actually, since it was such a dreary day I was going to check out some light reading and take it up to my bed, pull some pajamas on, and curl up in my nice warm bed." Draco's face grew a slight tinge of red and he coughed.
"Sounds cozy."
"It will be. What are you planning on doing?"
"Honestly? I don't know. I wish it would stop raining. It's getting so bad out there. I overhead Snape talking with McGonagall. The lake has risen quite a bit. They think someone is causing this."
"Well, that's obvious. No storm would last this long with such a force. True, it can rain for weeks on end, but not a steady downpour such as this!"
"Do you think it's Voldemort?" Hermione shrugged a bit, somewhat surprised he said the name. "My father is a Deatheater." He cringed at the admission and shook it off. "Doesn't really bother me to say it when the name was used around the manor all the time." Hermione shrugged this time.
"So what are you going to do?"
"Homework most likely. Probably just stay here and do it."
"Do you want me to stay with you?"
"No, that's alright. You still look tired. You should really get more rest before classes tomorrow." Hermione laughed.
"I have all day. It's still morning."
"Tell you what. You go read that book or whatever and sleep and when you wake up I'll be waiting here for you." She smiled and nodded, taking the book she had found while they were talking to the librarian and waiting for her to check it out. She smiled as she handed the book to Hermione, who held onto it tightly as the left the library together. He walked her to the base of the stairs leading up to the Gryffindor common room and smiled.
"I'll see you when you wake up." She smiled and nodded, leaning into the cheek kiss slightly before walking up the stairs. Draco waited until she left and then sighed deeply, walking towards Slytherin to get his books for his homework.
Hermione lay in her bed an hour later, all snuggled into the covers, the rain beating on the windows so loudly she couldn't concentrate on her reading. She sighed and looked out the window. Something flashed on the lawn and she got out of the bed, curious.
"What's that?" She said to herself leaning against the window. A big gust of wind blew against the window, forcing it open as she pressed against it. It hit her and she flew back a bit, rubbing her head. "Ouch!"
"What?" Ginny asked, coming in. She ran over to help Hermione close the window. "So you decided to get out of bed finally?"
"Not really. It's this rain! I can't read with it slamming against the window like that. And there was something out there. Something was flashing, like a mirror or something."
"Maybe you're seeing things! You can hardly see a foot in front of you with this- wait! Is that is?" Ginny suddenly pointed to something on the lawn. Hermione nodded excitedly.
"That's it!"
"Come on!" Ginny grabbed her, but she stood in her spot.
"What?! We can't go out there!"
"Oh come on. A little ran never hurt anyone."
"Ginny, there is no way I'm going out there. What if it's someone?"
"Like who? Hagrid? It's most likely Hagrid."
"Ginny, we aren't allowed to leave the castle. We'd be breaking a major rule.
"Oh who cares!"
"Absolutely not." Hermione pulled a warmer sweater over her head and put her sneakers on, lacing them up.
"Then where are you going?"
"To the library to see Draco." Ginny sighed and leaned against the window, watching the little flicker appear once in awhile. "And don't you dare go out there." Ginny rolled her eyes.
"I wouldn't alone anyway. I'm not THAT stupid you know." Hermione rolled her eyes this time and stood, pocketing her wand and grabbing her History book to study from.
"Well, see you at lunch." Hermione wandered out the dorms and headed down to the library.
Draco sat in the comfiest chair in the library right in front of the fireplace and started to attempt his homework. He couldn't though. After an hour of faking it he decided it stop and try later. He leaned back and stared at the rafters, thoughts racing through his mind. Pansy shredding Hermione's dress, Hermione, his mother, his father. His father! He sat up straight as a sudden image shot through his mind like a bolt of lightning.
"He's nearby!" He almost yelled, no one paying attention to him. His eyes grew large until he shook the thought out of his head. "No. Ha! You're going crazy Draco. He can't be anywhere near her. What in hell would have given you that idea?" He sighed and leaned back against the chair again, not paying attention to who was coming and going from the library. As he looked up a very pretty brown haired girl leaned over him smiling. He jumped a bit before grinning his lopsided half smile.
"Didn't expect you to be done reading so soon." Hermione shrugged.
"Couldn't with the rain beating against the window like that. I saw the strangest thing out on the lawn."
"Oh? What was it?"
"I don't really know for sure, but it was this flickering light. Or that's what it looked like." Hermione shrugged. "Couldn't have been anything though. Maybe something a student dropped before the rain started. Draco frowned and though again of the image of his father watching Hogwarts.
"What is it?"
"Nothing."
"Oh come on. You can tell me!"
"It's just- I had this weird thought just a few minutes ago. This picture came to my mind of my- my father standing on the lawn watching the school." Hermione shuddered.
"That would be a horrible thought. But he can't get to you. The school's protected." Draco nodded and tossed his book onto the table.
"I know, but there's that horrible feeling. I don't like it."
"Tell Dumbledore." Draco snorted.
"What can he do? I'm just paranoid." Hermione leaned into the chair she sat on next to Draco and looked up at the rafters with him, bored.
Outside the school a solitary figured stood unaffected by the rain. An evil grin slowly spread across his face as he saw the Mudblood and one of the Weasley children staring down at where he stood. He remained in his spot after the left, starting to laugh.
"Draco my dear boy. Daddy's here."
Yeah, I know its short, but I have other stuff I have to work on now. So sorry! But I'll most likely update tomorrow. See you!! ::keeps screaming over the new Draco:: HOT HOT HOT!!!!