[Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters here, except for Jake
Watson.]
Later that night, or so to say, morning, they, including Dumbledore & Professor Mcgonagall, were all sitting in the common room of Draco's and Hermione's dorm. Snape had excused himself. They were sipping hot chocolate with marshmallows floating around on the top. Harry and Ginny were cuddled up together.
"Well, I'm glad everyone is okay. The carcass of the snake has mysteriously disappeared. Harry, Draco, you did a very good job down there. You too, Professor Jake and Ron." Dumbledore smiled warmly at them.
"No, I-we- didn't do anything. We were trapped behind a large piece of snakeskin. By the time we managed to cross it, Phoenix had already helped you guys, and I only managed to kick Riddle's wand away." Ron said apologetically.
"No, that's okay, Ron. We still managed to get Ginny back." Harry said, his arms wrapped around the Weasley girl's shoulders protectively.
"I think you all better get going to your rooms. You're all excused from classes tomorrow, but still, I think you better get some sleep. It's 6am." Dumbledore cleared his throat. All of them, including Draco and Hermione, stood up. They exchanged farewells and for some of them, hugs. Then they trooped out. After they all had left, Draco and Hermione sank down onto the Gryffindor couch. They stared at each other for a long time.
"Draco, I just want to say.thanks. You saved Ginny's life. Thank you." Hermione said softly, a blush creeping onto her face.
"Look at her. She's so beautiful." A voice inside Draco's head whispered.
"Hermione-" He started.
"Draco-" At the exact same time, Hermione began. Their eyes met and Draco took Hermione in his arms. He held her tightly, never wanting to let go. On an impulse, he tilted her head upward to face his. He leaned in and brought his lips to hers. They shared the most intimate moment they had ever shared. 10 minutes later, Hermione pulled away from his arms and stood up.
"I've got to go to bed, Draco. Good night." She whispered, her fingers lining his face lovingly. With a last glance, she walked up the Gryffindor stairs to her room.
The next morning when Hermione woke up, she sat up in bed and recalled the events that took place the night before. Her eyes opened wide when she remembered she had kissed Draco.
"Oh my God. I kissed him?" She said, her hands covering her mouth. She couldn't exactly place what she was feeling. It wasn't anger, no, and it wasn't disgust.
"How can I face him?" She asked herself aloud and pushed off the bed. She hurried to the bathroom where she took a long soak in the bathtub. While sitting at her dressing table, drying her hair, she stared at herself in the mirror.
"I don't look like myself anymore. I look like someone else on the outside, but it's still me, inside. But, if it's still me, why did I kiss him?" Her face was masked in confusion. She stood up and flung open the door of her closet. Feeling wild, she took out her pink spaghetti top and her black-sequined jeans. She slipped on a black bomber jacket on and twisted up her hair with a pink scrunchie. Adding a dash of lip-gloss to her lips, she turned to her full-length mirror. She looked good, and she knew it. Flicking her wand in the direction of her bed, the bed magically began to tidy itself up.
She opened the door of her bedroom with ease and began to descend down the stairs. But she saw something unexpected. Draco was sitting on the couch, reading a magazine. She tried hard to tiptoe herself out so he wouldn't approach her, but she was too slow.
"Hermione, where are you going?" He asked, snapping close the magazine. Hermione shrugged helplessly.
"No where in particular." She replied, her eyes avoiding his intense gaze. She stared down at her black ankle boots.
"We're excused from classes today, Hermione. And I hardly think you would go to classes dressed like that, anyway. So, tell me, where are you going?" He repeated and took a step closer. Hermione sniffed the air. Draco had cologne on him, and he smelled.delicious.
"I'm going to Homsmeade. As Head Girl I can go without the permission of a teacher." She said to her companion. Draco shook his head.
"That's PARTLY right, Hermione. It says you CAN go to Homsmeade without permission, but only if you bring the Head Boy along. Right?" Draco grinned victoriously. Hermione felt her heart flutter and frowned. "What's wrong with me today?" She thought.
"Fine, so that means YOU have to drag yourself out of here just to follow me buy clothes? I'm sure you don't want to. No one will ever know if you don't tell." Hermione replied, her eyes meeting Draco's. He winked.
"Clothes? Who says I hate following beautiful girls to buy clothes?" He responded mischievously. Hermione caught the hidden compliment and beamed.
"Fine, since you're so desperate to follow me, I'll just have to bring you along." She shot back, hitting him on his arm. He laughed and disappeared into his room for a while. He came back wearing a white tee and jeans. On the front of his tee was the phrase 'I'm with her.' Hermione smiled inwardly. They grabbed their Heads badges. Draco slipped his into his pocket, but Hermione pinned it on her jacket.
"It goes nicely with my jacket, don't you think?" She said, eyeing it carefully before nodding. They left the dorm together and hurried to catch the carriage that brought them to Homsmeade.
Later that night, or so to say, morning, they, including Dumbledore & Professor Mcgonagall, were all sitting in the common room of Draco's and Hermione's dorm. Snape had excused himself. They were sipping hot chocolate with marshmallows floating around on the top. Harry and Ginny were cuddled up together.
"Well, I'm glad everyone is okay. The carcass of the snake has mysteriously disappeared. Harry, Draco, you did a very good job down there. You too, Professor Jake and Ron." Dumbledore smiled warmly at them.
"No, I-we- didn't do anything. We were trapped behind a large piece of snakeskin. By the time we managed to cross it, Phoenix had already helped you guys, and I only managed to kick Riddle's wand away." Ron said apologetically.
"No, that's okay, Ron. We still managed to get Ginny back." Harry said, his arms wrapped around the Weasley girl's shoulders protectively.
"I think you all better get going to your rooms. You're all excused from classes tomorrow, but still, I think you better get some sleep. It's 6am." Dumbledore cleared his throat. All of them, including Draco and Hermione, stood up. They exchanged farewells and for some of them, hugs. Then they trooped out. After they all had left, Draco and Hermione sank down onto the Gryffindor couch. They stared at each other for a long time.
"Draco, I just want to say.thanks. You saved Ginny's life. Thank you." Hermione said softly, a blush creeping onto her face.
"Look at her. She's so beautiful." A voice inside Draco's head whispered.
"Hermione-" He started.
"Draco-" At the exact same time, Hermione began. Their eyes met and Draco took Hermione in his arms. He held her tightly, never wanting to let go. On an impulse, he tilted her head upward to face his. He leaned in and brought his lips to hers. They shared the most intimate moment they had ever shared. 10 minutes later, Hermione pulled away from his arms and stood up.
"I've got to go to bed, Draco. Good night." She whispered, her fingers lining his face lovingly. With a last glance, she walked up the Gryffindor stairs to her room.
The next morning when Hermione woke up, she sat up in bed and recalled the events that took place the night before. Her eyes opened wide when she remembered she had kissed Draco.
"Oh my God. I kissed him?" She said, her hands covering her mouth. She couldn't exactly place what she was feeling. It wasn't anger, no, and it wasn't disgust.
"How can I face him?" She asked herself aloud and pushed off the bed. She hurried to the bathroom where she took a long soak in the bathtub. While sitting at her dressing table, drying her hair, she stared at herself in the mirror.
"I don't look like myself anymore. I look like someone else on the outside, but it's still me, inside. But, if it's still me, why did I kiss him?" Her face was masked in confusion. She stood up and flung open the door of her closet. Feeling wild, she took out her pink spaghetti top and her black-sequined jeans. She slipped on a black bomber jacket on and twisted up her hair with a pink scrunchie. Adding a dash of lip-gloss to her lips, she turned to her full-length mirror. She looked good, and she knew it. Flicking her wand in the direction of her bed, the bed magically began to tidy itself up.
She opened the door of her bedroom with ease and began to descend down the stairs. But she saw something unexpected. Draco was sitting on the couch, reading a magazine. She tried hard to tiptoe herself out so he wouldn't approach her, but she was too slow.
"Hermione, where are you going?" He asked, snapping close the magazine. Hermione shrugged helplessly.
"No where in particular." She replied, her eyes avoiding his intense gaze. She stared down at her black ankle boots.
"We're excused from classes today, Hermione. And I hardly think you would go to classes dressed like that, anyway. So, tell me, where are you going?" He repeated and took a step closer. Hermione sniffed the air. Draco had cologne on him, and he smelled.delicious.
"I'm going to Homsmeade. As Head Girl I can go without the permission of a teacher." She said to her companion. Draco shook his head.
"That's PARTLY right, Hermione. It says you CAN go to Homsmeade without permission, but only if you bring the Head Boy along. Right?" Draco grinned victoriously. Hermione felt her heart flutter and frowned. "What's wrong with me today?" She thought.
"Fine, so that means YOU have to drag yourself out of here just to follow me buy clothes? I'm sure you don't want to. No one will ever know if you don't tell." Hermione replied, her eyes meeting Draco's. He winked.
"Clothes? Who says I hate following beautiful girls to buy clothes?" He responded mischievously. Hermione caught the hidden compliment and beamed.
"Fine, since you're so desperate to follow me, I'll just have to bring you along." She shot back, hitting him on his arm. He laughed and disappeared into his room for a while. He came back wearing a white tee and jeans. On the front of his tee was the phrase 'I'm with her.' Hermione smiled inwardly. They grabbed their Heads badges. Draco slipped his into his pocket, but Hermione pinned it on her jacket.
"It goes nicely with my jacket, don't you think?" She said, eyeing it carefully before nodding. They left the dorm together and hurried to catch the carriage that brought them to Homsmeade.