Hermione's POV
Hermione ran back to the dorm she shared with Draco. She was so glad she hadn't said "I love you" back to Harry. It would have been a lie. "I am such an awful person." She thought aloud.
"Now, why is that?"
Hermione turned around and saw it was only Draco resting on the couch, his ribs still tightly wrapped in a bandage. "Draco! What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the infirmary!"
"Oh, I snuck out. I didn't have anyone to talk to, and I was bored."
He looked at her curiously.
"Why do you ask?" Hermione took a seat at the foot of the couch.
"Well, I assumed that since you saved me from Potter's fury, we are on first name terms, and you are going to be my date to the ball, we should get to know each other better." Malfoy smirked, playfully.
"Alright, Harry said he loved me, but I really don't feel the same way about him. So, now I want to break up with him so he doesn't get to attached."
"Then why did you agree to go out with him in the first place?"
"I thought we would be perfect, he's everything I need."
"But is he everything you want?"
Hermione turned red. "Well....I....uh...."
Draco's POV
Hearing Hermione say that, Draco had felt his heart skip a beat. So, the "perfect" couple had problems too.
For the rest of the night, Draco and Hermione talked, telling each other about problems in their lives, debating about whether or not Dumbledore's beard is real, and truly seeing the other person for the first time.
"Did you know that I once fell off that flight of stairs in the west wing?"
[Laughing]
"I never had real friends. That's why I was always so despicable to you, Potter, and Weasley. I was jealous of the friendship you guys shared."
"What? You are an awesome person! If people get to know you well enough.. "
Draco snickered, "Yea. You are probably the closest to a friend that I have."
Hermione looked surprised. "Me?"
"Yep. Sad, huh?"
"I'd like to be your friend, if you will let me."
"Sure. Friends."
Time went by faster than a flying snitch as they shared stories and thoughts. It was almost one in the morning when they finally ran out of things to talk about.
"I think we missed dinner," Draco sighed as his stomach grumbled.
"Wow, 1 AM already." Hermione glanced at the grandfather clock in the corner of the common room. "Well, I'm going to bed."
"Night, Hermione."
"G'night."
Draco sighed. He was on cloud nine, after spending a whole night talking to the person he loved. He changed into his pajamas and fell asleep, thinking of Hermione. *Friends, eh? Good start. *
Hermione's POV
*Draco is such a sweet guy, and such a wonderful conversationalist. All that "tough guy behavior" is just an act. Friends. That's a good start. *
Hermione made up her mind. She had fallen for with Draco sometime in the two months they had shared the dorm, but she didn't want to hurt Harry. She had to break up with Harry, and soon, but when?
Harry's POV
Harry was full of questions: What could Hermione possibly be doing? Did she love him? She still hadn't answered his question about why she had defended Malfoy.
Now with Ron gone, Harry had no one to confide in. He had to keep all his feelings bottled up inside, and it was killing him. *Maybe I should keep a diary, it might help me get my feelings straight. * With that, Harry grabbed a stack of parchment and started writing...
Dear Diary, I don't know what is going on. I thought Hermione and I were going to be the perfect couple. I feel like she hasn't been telling me things. She never laughs when she is around me the way she used to..
Hermione ran back to the dorm she shared with Draco. She was so glad she hadn't said "I love you" back to Harry. It would have been a lie. "I am such an awful person." She thought aloud.
"Now, why is that?"
Hermione turned around and saw it was only Draco resting on the couch, his ribs still tightly wrapped in a bandage. "Draco! What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in the infirmary!"
"Oh, I snuck out. I didn't have anyone to talk to, and I was bored."
He looked at her curiously.
"Why do you ask?" Hermione took a seat at the foot of the couch.
"Well, I assumed that since you saved me from Potter's fury, we are on first name terms, and you are going to be my date to the ball, we should get to know each other better." Malfoy smirked, playfully.
"Alright, Harry said he loved me, but I really don't feel the same way about him. So, now I want to break up with him so he doesn't get to attached."
"Then why did you agree to go out with him in the first place?"
"I thought we would be perfect, he's everything I need."
"But is he everything you want?"
Hermione turned red. "Well....I....uh...."
Draco's POV
Hearing Hermione say that, Draco had felt his heart skip a beat. So, the "perfect" couple had problems too.
For the rest of the night, Draco and Hermione talked, telling each other about problems in their lives, debating about whether or not Dumbledore's beard is real, and truly seeing the other person for the first time.
"Did you know that I once fell off that flight of stairs in the west wing?"
[Laughing]
"I never had real friends. That's why I was always so despicable to you, Potter, and Weasley. I was jealous of the friendship you guys shared."
"What? You are an awesome person! If people get to know you well enough.. "
Draco snickered, "Yea. You are probably the closest to a friend that I have."
Hermione looked surprised. "Me?"
"Yep. Sad, huh?"
"I'd like to be your friend, if you will let me."
"Sure. Friends."
Time went by faster than a flying snitch as they shared stories and thoughts. It was almost one in the morning when they finally ran out of things to talk about.
"I think we missed dinner," Draco sighed as his stomach grumbled.
"Wow, 1 AM already." Hermione glanced at the grandfather clock in the corner of the common room. "Well, I'm going to bed."
"Night, Hermione."
"G'night."
Draco sighed. He was on cloud nine, after spending a whole night talking to the person he loved. He changed into his pajamas and fell asleep, thinking of Hermione. *Friends, eh? Good start. *
Hermione's POV
*Draco is such a sweet guy, and such a wonderful conversationalist. All that "tough guy behavior" is just an act. Friends. That's a good start. *
Hermione made up her mind. She had fallen for with Draco sometime in the two months they had shared the dorm, but she didn't want to hurt Harry. She had to break up with Harry, and soon, but when?
Harry's POV
Harry was full of questions: What could Hermione possibly be doing? Did she love him? She still hadn't answered his question about why she had defended Malfoy.
Now with Ron gone, Harry had no one to confide in. He had to keep all his feelings bottled up inside, and it was killing him. *Maybe I should keep a diary, it might help me get my feelings straight. * With that, Harry grabbed a stack of parchment and started writing...
Dear Diary, I don't know what is going on. I thought Hermione and I were going to be the perfect couple. I feel like she hasn't been telling me things. She never laughs when she is around me the way she used to..