Chapter 4: Their Thoughts
Hermione went back to the Gryffindor common room and went straight to bed. It must have been around 12 o'clock. As much as she was exhausted, Hermione couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about the kiss. She could not believe it. Draco Malfoy. Her archenemy. She kept tossing and turning in her bed. She didn't know what to think. At first Hermione thought that this was one of Draco's plans to torture her, but then she thought about what Ginny had told her during dinner. Her mind was about to explode. Did she like the kiss? Did she want to be kissed by Draco? Did Draco like her? Did SHE like Draco? But little did Hermione know that these questions would soon be answered.
On the other side of Hogwarts, Draco was also tossing and turning in his bed, thinking of the same questions. He felt embarrassed for attacking her like that, but he figured maybe it was for the best. But as much as Draco tried, he couldn't sleep. So he decided to go out for a walk. He took off his pajamas and got dressed. He headed to the Great Hall.
Hermione also tried and tried and couldn't sleep but in the end gave up and decided to take a walk. She slipped out of her nightgown, wore her robes and headed down to the Great Hall.
Draco found Pansy sitting in front of the fireplace in the common room. She tried to persuade Draco to go to the prefect common bathroom for a little "playtime." Draco, remembering Hermione's exhausted face, and the thought of making her effort go to waste disgusted him, especially the thought of ruining it with Pansy. He shook Pansy off and went to the Great Hall. He sat at the spot that Hermione usually sits with her friends. He put his head down on the hard table and dreamt soundly about Hermione.
Hermione saw Neville and Lavendar cuddling in front of the fireplace. Hermione, who was a prefect, ordered them to bed. She went through the portrait of the Fat Lady. The corridors were very cold since it was December. She then went to the Great Hall. To her surprise, Draco was there, sleeping at the spot where Hermione always sat.
Hermione went back to the Gryffindor common room and went straight to bed. It must have been around 12 o'clock. As much as she was exhausted, Hermione couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about the kiss. She could not believe it. Draco Malfoy. Her archenemy. She kept tossing and turning in her bed. She didn't know what to think. At first Hermione thought that this was one of Draco's plans to torture her, but then she thought about what Ginny had told her during dinner. Her mind was about to explode. Did she like the kiss? Did she want to be kissed by Draco? Did Draco like her? Did SHE like Draco? But little did Hermione know that these questions would soon be answered.
On the other side of Hogwarts, Draco was also tossing and turning in his bed, thinking of the same questions. He felt embarrassed for attacking her like that, but he figured maybe it was for the best. But as much as Draco tried, he couldn't sleep. So he decided to go out for a walk. He took off his pajamas and got dressed. He headed to the Great Hall.
Hermione also tried and tried and couldn't sleep but in the end gave up and decided to take a walk. She slipped out of her nightgown, wore her robes and headed down to the Great Hall.
Draco found Pansy sitting in front of the fireplace in the common room. She tried to persuade Draco to go to the prefect common bathroom for a little "playtime." Draco, remembering Hermione's exhausted face, and the thought of making her effort go to waste disgusted him, especially the thought of ruining it with Pansy. He shook Pansy off and went to the Great Hall. He sat at the spot that Hermione usually sits with her friends. He put his head down on the hard table and dreamt soundly about Hermione.
Hermione saw Neville and Lavendar cuddling in front of the fireplace. Hermione, who was a prefect, ordered them to bed. She went through the portrait of the Fat Lady. The corridors were very cold since it was December. She then went to the Great Hall. To her surprise, Draco was there, sleeping at the spot where Hermione always sat.