Have A Little Faith In Me
Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters in this story
Chapter Three - Clarity
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For the next few weeks I avoided Draco as much as I could. I mean, what had I done wrong? It was probably for the best though. I mean who knows what could have happened if he wouldn't have left. NOTHING would have happened, I was telling myself. I have more self control then to let some handsome Slytherin boy sweep me off my feet.
So I avoided him. During potions I always kept my eyes on my cauldron, I never looked up. I convinced Harry and Ron to move up to the very front so I wouldn't have to look at the back of his head. I stood in the middle of Harry and Ron to feel protected away from Malfoy. I did everything I could to stay away from him during classes. And as much as it saddened me, I didn't go to the next quidditch game because it was Gryffindor verses Slytherin. Ron was outraged that I would miss the game because I had to 'study' but Harry knew something was wrong and just went along with it.
"Hermione," Harry said right before leaving the common room, "When I get back, we need to talk. What's wrong with you?"
He was concerned and it was very sweet but how could I tell Harry that I was alone with Malfoy for a whole night and kissed him, when Harry hates Malfoy down to every last bone in his body.
This was going to be very hard.
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I knew Hermione was mad at me. I wasn't stupid. I knew what I did was just plain horrendous, I walked out on a girl, a girl who probably has never been that intimate with a guy. She probably thought she did something wrong and she'll be scared for life but she won't. I'll make this up to her.
She was avoiding me, I knew that too. But that didn't bother me at all. It gave me a challenge you could say. That's what I loved about Hermione; nothing could just be easy with her. Everything was a challenge, a challenge I thrived on.
When the quidditch game came around I knew she would have to go. Both Harry and Ron were on the team, her two best friends. She wouldn't miss that over me. So when the game was about to start I flew up into the air and searched for her through the Gryffindor crowd. But she wasn't there.
'Bloody hell,' I thought to myself, 'she missed a quidditch game because of me too. Either she is really mad at me or,"
I couldn't bring myself to say it. Could she care about me? Care about me this much she can't even see me.
I raced to the ground and hoped off my broom. I walked out of the stadium and heard people scream after me, "Where are you going Malfoy? Five minutes until game time!" But I didn't care. This could be one of the only chances I'll have to get Hermione alone, again, and actually talk to her this time about, well, what she feels. I started running up to castle, sprinting as fast as I could. When I opened the huge magnificent doors I stood in the great hall.
Where could she be? The only place I could think of was the library.
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After everyone had cleared out of the common room, I picked up my bag and headed towards the library. At least now I could finish my History of Magic paper. Ten scrolls of parchment on Madam Livti Kenno Nika and how she effected the early ninth century. I thought it was going to be quite interesting so I strolled down the hallways to the library.
I said hello to Madam Pince and walked through the aisles of books. I was surprisingly happy and I think I knew why. No Draco. No Draco to flood my thoughts, No Draco to be worried about because he was soaring through the air right now. A small smile appeared on my face as I thought of this. I spotted the book I needed, History Through the Ages Special Edition, and picked it off the shelf. It was dusty and it started to cough slightly but I brushed it off with my robe. I walked to the very back of the library and pulled the book that opened my secret room. The door appeared and to my delight and horror someone was in my room.
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I ran through the halls up to the library and sprinted to the back of the library. I saw Madam Pince roll her eyes at me but again I didn't care. I pulled the book and the door appeared. I went inside with a smile on my face. I had figured out where she came. I thought I was clever but I walked inside and she wasn't there.
I fell into the pillows just wishing she were here. Just like before. Why did I have to go and mess that one up? I could have done that because she is a mudblood, my father would surely kill me for that one. Or possibly because no one would understand at school, a Slytherin and a Gryffindor? That's absurd. But those aren't the real reasons. I'm sure we could have worked through all that. The real reason why I went away is, well there are two reasons.
I felt like I was taking her innocence away. I know that sounds weird, but think about it. What if something would have happened? Everyone's opinions would change about her. She wouldn't be the sweet, smart, sassy Gryffindor anymore. She would be the dare devil who was dating Draco Malfoy. A known rule breaker and descendent from the dark side. This is hard to admit, but maybe I was a little scared. I'd never been in a serious relationship. Pansy has been the only person I've dated and that was just for fun. This would be serious and after that, everything would be different.
But now I've thought about it and what if everything was different? Would that be so bad?
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There he was, lying down thinking. Running his fingers through his slicked back blonde hair. Seriously in thought about something important. His face was serious looking and I'd only seen him look like this on the quidditch field. It was cute. But I quickly took that thought away from my head.
I cleared my throat and he lifted himself off of the pillows. He smiled to himself too. I smiled back and he stood up and took a step closer to me. This seemed familiar.
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I forgot about how she was avoiding me and how I had walked out on her before. I got closer and closer to her until we were only a couple of inches apart. I took her chin in my hand and lifted her head so she was eye level with me. She looked a little frightened at what I was going to do next but I smiled to assure her that everything was going to be alright. I leaned down and kissed her. A simple short kiss. I saw her bite her lip when our faces were right next to each other. I loved when she did that. I leaned my forehead into hers.
"I've missed you," I said in a whisper.
She just nodded never making eye contact. I kissed her again and this time she kissed back. She wanted this just as bad as I wanted this.
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We continued to kiss until I finally pulled away. Draco didn't seem to mind. He knew that this wasn't just about kissing.
I was flushing a bright pink and I knew it but he didn't seem to mind.
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you. I wanted to know why you were avoiding me."
"So you didn't just come for the snogging?" I managed to laugh, as did he.
"No, I didn't just come to snog you, even though it was quite nice," he used his devilish smile again and winked at me and I blushed even more if possible.
I tried changing the subject to something a little less embarrassing, "Why aren't you playing. You are missing the quidditch game you know."
"Yeah I know I'm missing it. But coming here seemed like a better idea."
There was a long silence between us. I sat down and Draco joined me. He slid his arm around my waist as we sat there in silence for a while. It was very comforting to be with him like this, without a care in the world for a little while.
"Last time we were here, I didn't walk out because of you," he said breaking the calmness.
I nodded for him to continue.
"I was scared Hermione. I mean, what would have happened after we got out of this room? I'm positive we wouldn't be accepted throughout the school. People wouldn't understand and you know that."
I understood but why should we care?
"So I've been thinking and we only have a year and a half before we're done with school, right? So maybe we could just keep this a secret for a while. And I know what you're thinking, you probably think I'm being a prat and I just want to do this because then people won't bother me, but I want to do this for you, for us."
"Us? As in you and me?"
"Yes."
"That sounds nice Draco."
I leaned into him and he stroked my hair and laid a kiss on top of my head. For now, this was all I cared about. It seemed so strange to think I could have ever been mad at him, in this past month or the past years of my life. He was so kind and I felt content just to be with him.
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A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll be back with another one as soon as I can! Thanks again for reading!
Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters in this story
Chapter Three - Clarity
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For the next few weeks I avoided Draco as much as I could. I mean, what had I done wrong? It was probably for the best though. I mean who knows what could have happened if he wouldn't have left. NOTHING would have happened, I was telling myself. I have more self control then to let some handsome Slytherin boy sweep me off my feet.
So I avoided him. During potions I always kept my eyes on my cauldron, I never looked up. I convinced Harry and Ron to move up to the very front so I wouldn't have to look at the back of his head. I stood in the middle of Harry and Ron to feel protected away from Malfoy. I did everything I could to stay away from him during classes. And as much as it saddened me, I didn't go to the next quidditch game because it was Gryffindor verses Slytherin. Ron was outraged that I would miss the game because I had to 'study' but Harry knew something was wrong and just went along with it.
"Hermione," Harry said right before leaving the common room, "When I get back, we need to talk. What's wrong with you?"
He was concerned and it was very sweet but how could I tell Harry that I was alone with Malfoy for a whole night and kissed him, when Harry hates Malfoy down to every last bone in his body.
This was going to be very hard.
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I knew Hermione was mad at me. I wasn't stupid. I knew what I did was just plain horrendous, I walked out on a girl, a girl who probably has never been that intimate with a guy. She probably thought she did something wrong and she'll be scared for life but she won't. I'll make this up to her.
She was avoiding me, I knew that too. But that didn't bother me at all. It gave me a challenge you could say. That's what I loved about Hermione; nothing could just be easy with her. Everything was a challenge, a challenge I thrived on.
When the quidditch game came around I knew she would have to go. Both Harry and Ron were on the team, her two best friends. She wouldn't miss that over me. So when the game was about to start I flew up into the air and searched for her through the Gryffindor crowd. But she wasn't there.
'Bloody hell,' I thought to myself, 'she missed a quidditch game because of me too. Either she is really mad at me or,"
I couldn't bring myself to say it. Could she care about me? Care about me this much she can't even see me.
I raced to the ground and hoped off my broom. I walked out of the stadium and heard people scream after me, "Where are you going Malfoy? Five minutes until game time!" But I didn't care. This could be one of the only chances I'll have to get Hermione alone, again, and actually talk to her this time about, well, what she feels. I started running up to castle, sprinting as fast as I could. When I opened the huge magnificent doors I stood in the great hall.
Where could she be? The only place I could think of was the library.
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After everyone had cleared out of the common room, I picked up my bag and headed towards the library. At least now I could finish my History of Magic paper. Ten scrolls of parchment on Madam Livti Kenno Nika and how she effected the early ninth century. I thought it was going to be quite interesting so I strolled down the hallways to the library.
I said hello to Madam Pince and walked through the aisles of books. I was surprisingly happy and I think I knew why. No Draco. No Draco to flood my thoughts, No Draco to be worried about because he was soaring through the air right now. A small smile appeared on my face as I thought of this. I spotted the book I needed, History Through the Ages Special Edition, and picked it off the shelf. It was dusty and it started to cough slightly but I brushed it off with my robe. I walked to the very back of the library and pulled the book that opened my secret room. The door appeared and to my delight and horror someone was in my room.
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I ran through the halls up to the library and sprinted to the back of the library. I saw Madam Pince roll her eyes at me but again I didn't care. I pulled the book and the door appeared. I went inside with a smile on my face. I had figured out where she came. I thought I was clever but I walked inside and she wasn't there.
I fell into the pillows just wishing she were here. Just like before. Why did I have to go and mess that one up? I could have done that because she is a mudblood, my father would surely kill me for that one. Or possibly because no one would understand at school, a Slytherin and a Gryffindor? That's absurd. But those aren't the real reasons. I'm sure we could have worked through all that. The real reason why I went away is, well there are two reasons.
I felt like I was taking her innocence away. I know that sounds weird, but think about it. What if something would have happened? Everyone's opinions would change about her. She wouldn't be the sweet, smart, sassy Gryffindor anymore. She would be the dare devil who was dating Draco Malfoy. A known rule breaker and descendent from the dark side. This is hard to admit, but maybe I was a little scared. I'd never been in a serious relationship. Pansy has been the only person I've dated and that was just for fun. This would be serious and after that, everything would be different.
But now I've thought about it and what if everything was different? Would that be so bad?
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There he was, lying down thinking. Running his fingers through his slicked back blonde hair. Seriously in thought about something important. His face was serious looking and I'd only seen him look like this on the quidditch field. It was cute. But I quickly took that thought away from my head.
I cleared my throat and he lifted himself off of the pillows. He smiled to himself too. I smiled back and he stood up and took a step closer to me. This seemed familiar.
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I forgot about how she was avoiding me and how I had walked out on her before. I got closer and closer to her until we were only a couple of inches apart. I took her chin in my hand and lifted her head so she was eye level with me. She looked a little frightened at what I was going to do next but I smiled to assure her that everything was going to be alright. I leaned down and kissed her. A simple short kiss. I saw her bite her lip when our faces were right next to each other. I loved when she did that. I leaned my forehead into hers.
"I've missed you," I said in a whisper.
She just nodded never making eye contact. I kissed her again and this time she kissed back. She wanted this just as bad as I wanted this.
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We continued to kiss until I finally pulled away. Draco didn't seem to mind. He knew that this wasn't just about kissing.
I was flushing a bright pink and I knew it but he didn't seem to mind.
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you. I wanted to know why you were avoiding me."
"So you didn't just come for the snogging?" I managed to laugh, as did he.
"No, I didn't just come to snog you, even though it was quite nice," he used his devilish smile again and winked at me and I blushed even more if possible.
I tried changing the subject to something a little less embarrassing, "Why aren't you playing. You are missing the quidditch game you know."
"Yeah I know I'm missing it. But coming here seemed like a better idea."
There was a long silence between us. I sat down and Draco joined me. He slid his arm around my waist as we sat there in silence for a while. It was very comforting to be with him like this, without a care in the world for a little while.
"Last time we were here, I didn't walk out because of you," he said breaking the calmness.
I nodded for him to continue.
"I was scared Hermione. I mean, what would have happened after we got out of this room? I'm positive we wouldn't be accepted throughout the school. People wouldn't understand and you know that."
I understood but why should we care?
"So I've been thinking and we only have a year and a half before we're done with school, right? So maybe we could just keep this a secret for a while. And I know what you're thinking, you probably think I'm being a prat and I just want to do this because then people won't bother me, but I want to do this for you, for us."
"Us? As in you and me?"
"Yes."
"That sounds nice Draco."
I leaned into him and he stroked my hair and laid a kiss on top of my head. For now, this was all I cared about. It seemed so strange to think I could have ever been mad at him, in this past month or the past years of my life. He was so kind and I felt content just to be with him.
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A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll be back with another one as soon as I can! Thanks again for reading!