Silver Eyes (restless sleep)
By tearsofher
Disclaimer: ahhh.. No! I don't own Hermione or Draco ! Nooo!! Haha.. but, on the bright side, I own the oh-so-lovely plot.. (frown) the downside; I own Nickolas Gottery.. ahh.. I bet he's a pretty nice guy underneath the tough guy act.. yeah.. wait, maybe.. okay, no.
Chapter Nine: Secrets
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author's note: I know in the end of last chapter, Draco was already sleeping, and then the morning and etc.. But in this chap, it's still the same day that Draco confessed his love for her. So, just wanted to let you know, so you wont get confused. Enjoy! And review, please.
Hermione reached the girl's dormitories, after kissing Draco one last time. She blushed furiously once again, as she remembered the feel of his lips against hers, his tongue massaging hers.. She licked her lips, the taste of him still on her lips. She sighed happily; grinning like a maniac as she collapsed on her bed. She felt like life couldn't be any better, no, not at all. Draco Malfoy had confessed his love for her; he had said the words that she thought she would hear only in her dreams, or, not even in her dreams. Just in her daydreams. She closed her eyes, still grinning. If Harry and Ron could just see her now. But then suddenly, she felt her heart sink. She couldn't tell them just yet. She wasn't sure about how'd they'd react. They hated Draco, as far as hate could go. She couldn't just go up to them and tell them that she had fallen in love with the boy who had tormented them all these years, and who was Harry's arch enemy. And still was. She groaned; they were going to find out, someway, somehow. But of course, she'd tell them.. She would, she'd just have to see Draco in secret, just until they cooled down about that whole 'Draco calling her a mudblood and made her cry' thing. If they ever could. But she knew, if she asked them to just accept that she was in love with Draco, and he was in love with her, that was a lot to ask for, even a brave and big-hearted boy like Harry. Ron would get pissed; but it seemed like Harry was the one with the temper now, especially when involved with cases that involved her. She sighed again, and opened her eyes; the room had gotten darker, the shadows bigger and looming around her. She looked around, as she sat up. The rest of the girls were supposed to be here already. Then she looked at the clock, and her eyes widened in realization.
" Oh no!" she said, as she bolted up and ran out of the dormitories. She ran out into the corridors, and stopped in front of the Great Hall, gasping in air. In fifteen minutes dinner would end. Finally, when she had stopped panting, she went inside, slightly flushed. She met Draco's eyes as she headed towards the Gryffindor table, and he was grinning widely, as she was before. His eyes were twinkling lively, as she never seen before. She grinned at him; she totally understood what he was feeling. But she looked away, as she took a seat next to Ron, who was still stuffing his face.
" 'Ere 'ave ya been, 'ermione?" he asked, his mouth full. Hermione tried to swallow back her giggles, as she eagerly filled her plate. Harry was looking at her; curious.
" Yeah, where have you been? We were looking for you, library-"
" I-uh, lost track of time," she said, taking fast bites of mashed potato. Ron swallowed, looking suspiciously at his friend.
" Is there something you want to tell us, hermione?" he asked, leaning in close. Hermione laughed, nervously. She shoved him away.
" Yeah, leave me alone so I could eat, Ron," she smiled. He grinned, his blue eyes glittering. How he had missed times like this between him and his friends.
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Harry and Ron had hurried off before she could finish her food, saying something about their essay for Potions. Hermione laughed, looking at their running figures as they went out the doors. She gulped down her pumpkin juice, and let her gaze trail to the Slytherin table, meeting Draco's eyes. He smirked at her, seductively. And Hermione couldn';t help but think that was dead sexy. She was kind of getting used to the flips her stomach did everytime she saw Draco, or was near him. But it awfully hard, and it was going to take an awfully long time, mind you. 'Meet me in the hallway after dinner,' he mouthed to her. She nodded, still smiling.
+++++++++++ Hermione walked through the dark corridors. Shje saw a lean, lanky figure leaning aginst the wall just a couple yards away. Even in the dark, she knew when Draco's smile or smirk was directed at her. When she got close enough, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. She knew one thing; she would never get tired of Draco and his kisses. It wasn't something you could get used to, anyway. He was a blasted great kisser. They pulled back, as he nuzzled his nose on hers, touching her soft skin. He held her tightly to him; and she didn't mind, she liked being so close to Draco. So close she could feel his heart beating, so close she could smell the soap he used when he bathed. He stroked her tresses, running his hand through them, savoring his time with her. He kissed her again, this time more lightly. When they pulled back, he stared into her eyes, still visible and clear though it was dark.
" God, I missed you," he said, grinning. Hermione laughed lightly, her soft laughter ringing in his ears.
" Draco, we only saw each other a couple of hours ago," she grinned. But she knew the feeling; she had missed him terribly too. He smirked at her again, and she brought him closer and kissed him.
After kissing for an amount of time that they were satisfied (neither of them were, believe me) they said their good nights.
" Good night, Draco," she whispered, as he stroked her cheek, his fingers leaving a pleasant tingling sensation on her skin.
" Good night, Hermione," he whispered back to her, giving her one last soft kiss on her lips. " Meet me at the tree by the lake tomorrow morning, after breakfast," he grinned. And they both parted their ways, each looking back one last time, only to see the retreating back of the other. Hermione still had that giddy smile on her face as she entered the dormitories. Lavender noticed, and she sat on Hermione's bed, asking.
" What's up with that smile on your face, Hermione?" she grinned. Hermione laughed, as she changed into her pajamas.
" I don't think it's the right time to tell you, Lavender," she said, as she out away her clothes. Lavender frowned at her friend. But then she sighed, and shrugged.
" Fine, but you know I always find out, one way or another, right?" Hermione smiled at her friend.
" How could I forget?" And with that she pushed her friend away, so she could get to bed. Hermione smiled as she snuggled in her warm sheets. She couldn't wait to see Draco tomorrow. She closed her eyes, and she drifted off; the best sleep she's had in months.
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Hermione got up; a smile dawned on her face as she realized her agenda for today. This was the last day of the weekend before they had school again.. And she decided to make the best of it. She went to the bathroom and bathed, got dressed in a light pink shirt and black skirt, and headed down for breakfast. She ate, but hardly anything, since her stomach was still doing those blasted flips, and she couldn't get any food down, without fearing of throwing it back up again. Draco had this affect on her, and it was driving her mad. Ron was cracking jokes about Snape again, and Harry was just laughing along, not joining in, though. But she noticed Harry's eyes on her, constantly. It bothered her, but not too much. She knew that he was worried about her, and she couldn't blame him. She had to admit she was acting quite odd, lately, not to mention she had been feeling odd. She let her eyes travel to the Slytherin table, and they met Draco's again. She laughed; was he always watching her? He grinned at her, and she saw that twinkle again. She had never seen him like this before; just yesterday and today. He looked happy, very happy. Even satisfied, content. It made her happy to know that she made him happy, that was a major change, considering how he had been the years before. Finally, she finished up and breakfast, told Harry and Ron she would be in the library, studying (she felt bad about lying to them, she really did, but she really wanted to be with Draco. And knowing if she had told the truth, or even mentioning that Draco would be with her, even a mile near her, they wouldn't let her go. Without their supervision. She was tired of being treated like a child, like she was so fragile. She could take care of herself.) She walked out of the Great Hall; Draco had left when she was busy explaining herself to Harry and Ron.
She walked out into the open grounds, and she felt a breeze fly past her, feeling it comb through her hair. She felt that same grin come back as she came closer and closer, she saw a figure standing, leaning against the trunk of the tree, watching her. As she came closer and closer, she recognized those silver eyes, and that famous smirk. He looked really good; dead sexy, she even thought. He was wearing a fit black shirt, that showed his muscles formed from quidditch, and dark pants. His dark outfit made him seem whiter, like a ghost, even. But she couldn't help but think that he looked better this way, without his robes covering him. Hermione had never been interested in a guy for his appearance, or even thought about it. But with Draco.. Draco seemed to have everything, so she thought. She came closer, until they were only an inch apart.
" Hi," she smiled, her arms folded against her chest. " Hi," he said, his eyes glittering, his mouth curved into a handsome smile. Suddenly she stepped towards him, covering the space between them, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. Their bodies pressed together, and she wrapped her hands on the nape of his neck. He grinned down at her, and she smiled back at him.
" I couldn't stop smiling since yesterday," he said to her, lightly laughing. She could almost feel her heart melting at his ringing but pleasant laughter. "You're not the only one," she said to him. " I think this bloody smile's going to be plastered on my face until next month." He smiled and leaned down, so that his lips were touching hers. " Next year," he said against her lips, and then kissed her. Hermione smiled and kissed him back, leaning against him, pressing his back against the tree's trunk. He kissed her passionately; there was no doubt he had wanted to feel her lips against his again, ever since they parted yesterday. He missed her so much in so little time that he thought it was almost ridiculous. But now he understood what Todd had meant, why he looked at her with such adoring and love filled eyes. When you were in love, that was all you could do. Draco pressed her against him more closely, sending electricity to surge through his veins, and in his mind all his thoughts were fuzzy. All he could do was concentrate at the beautiful girl that was in his arms. Draco deepened the kiss, and Hermione felt like her mind was all in a rush, a frenzy. Her fingers were buzzing, sparks and flashes crackling throughout her body. It was almost amazing that Draco had this effect on her. Finally they ended the kiss, both out of breath. But Hermione leaned her head against her shoulder, and Draco propped his chin on her head, closing his eyes. A breeze passed, and Draco felt the wind ruffle his silk like hair. It had been at least twenty-four hours since he had confessed his love for her, and she had confirmed her feelings for him too; of course, not with words, but by the way she had responded to his kiss. And the look in her eyes, as he had pulled back. She didn't need to tell him she was in love with him; he wasn't dense. So, it had been almost a day, and Draco still couldn't believe he was here, with Hermione Granger. The beautiful Gryffindor girl he had fallen in love with.
Hermione sat down on the emerald grass, Draco's arms around her. Draco had his back against the tree, and he just couldn't believe how light Hermione was. The scent of her invaded his nose, and he could almost feel himself get lightheaded; in a good way, of course. Everything about her had this strange effect on him, her laugh, her voice, the way she smelled. Hermione laid her hands on Draco's, which were on her stomach, holding her close. The thought of telling her two best friends still brought weight to her heart, bringing it down. She stared out at the sky; the clouds were white swirls, and the sun wasn't nearly as bright. Hermione bit her lip.
"When-" she stopped, taking the time to carefully choose her words.
" What is it?" he asked her.
" I just can't figure out.. How I'm supposed to tell Harry and Ron," she said, worry in her voice. Hermione felt Draco sigh.
" Potter and Weasley. Can't we just NOT tell them?" he asked, a bit of sarcasm in his voice. Though he would do anything for Hermione, he knew it was impossible to be on 'friendly' terms or even 'okay' terms with Potter and Weasley. But he knew that they meant a lot to her, and.. Well, he just didn't know. Even thinking about those two boys made him feel. Well, irritated and annoyed. And especially now that he had seen Potter getting too close to Hermione.. He couldn't help but feel angry and maybe a little jealous towards that.. Potter was really close to her, and it bugged him. But now as he realized that, maybe he had always been jealous of Hermione's and Harry's close friendship.. Maybe that was why he had always bugged them about it. Although, not long before he had fallen for Hermione, he had teased Potter about her, and their 'relationship' and Draco could almost swear that there was a blush spreading through his cheeks. This bugged Draco even more.
" Draco, we have to tell them. Well, me, anyway. I don't think they're going to hesitate before they beat you to bloody pulp if you come up and tell them that you're with me," she said.
" Well, that's comforting," he drawled. Hermione sighed.
" If only.. I know they won't understand. They never have, even with Krum. Ron and Harry are too over protective whenever I'm in a relationship, even when I only cheer them on when they go after a girl. Like Harry when he liked Cho Chang."
Draco's eyebrow rose. " Potter liked that seeker girl? Now that was unexpected," he said. " Oh, and with Krum, never liked him either. Seemed like a blasted airhead to me, with his wealth and all.. Never expected you to fall for the type."
Hermione felt a smile tug on her lips. " It was just a little school girl crush. But do I hear a little jealousy in your voice, Draco Malfoy?" she turned and looked at Draco, grinning. Draco smiled. " A little? No. Try gallons." Hermione laughed, and Draco pulled her in for another kiss. Draco ran his hands through her silky hair; something he had always wanted to do. The sky became a lazy yellow, and Hermione pulled back, her hair messy and her lips swollen. She laughed, trying to imagaine how ridiculous she looked. Draco couldn't help but laugh either; but not at her. It just amazed him that he couldn't even last a whole hour without wanting to kiss her.
Hemione walked towards Hogwarts, he hand in Draco's.
" We can't.. Do anything in public, not until I tell them," she said. Draco stayed silent, but nodded.
" I don't want to get killed before having a first date with you, do I now?" Hermione smiled. " Of course you don't. Especially when you're going to be going out with such a fun and exicitint person as me." Draco smiled, faintly.
Hermione stayed silent for a few moments. " Draco.. What about you? I mean.. I understand if you just want to see each other in secret, you know, not wanting anybody else to know." Draco heard the sadness in her voice. He squeezed her hand. He looked at her, and she was looking down at her feet. He stopped, and tilted her chin up with his hand, raising her gaze to his. " I don't care what anyone thinks about us, or what they say. I don't care, let them say what they want to say. As long as I'm with you." Hermione smiled, her eyes glimmering in the sunlight. But then she looked down, and Draco dropped his hand drop by his side again.
" I'll tell Harry and Ron today. Tonight."
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Ahh! What will Ron say? What will Harry say? I'll keep you in suspense.. but, will Harry beat the pulp out of Draco.. and, what ever happened to Nickolas, The bloody bastard!? Next chapter coming soon.. I want to say thank you to my faithful reviewers. Thank you! You make me happy!
-tearsofher
By tearsofher
Disclaimer: ahhh.. No! I don't own Hermione or Draco ! Nooo!! Haha.. but, on the bright side, I own the oh-so-lovely plot.. (frown) the downside; I own Nickolas Gottery.. ahh.. I bet he's a pretty nice guy underneath the tough guy act.. yeah.. wait, maybe.. okay, no.
Chapter Nine: Secrets
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author's note: I know in the end of last chapter, Draco was already sleeping, and then the morning and etc.. But in this chap, it's still the same day that Draco confessed his love for her. So, just wanted to let you know, so you wont get confused. Enjoy! And review, please.
Hermione reached the girl's dormitories, after kissing Draco one last time. She blushed furiously once again, as she remembered the feel of his lips against hers, his tongue massaging hers.. She licked her lips, the taste of him still on her lips. She sighed happily; grinning like a maniac as she collapsed on her bed. She felt like life couldn't be any better, no, not at all. Draco Malfoy had confessed his love for her; he had said the words that she thought she would hear only in her dreams, or, not even in her dreams. Just in her daydreams. She closed her eyes, still grinning. If Harry and Ron could just see her now. But then suddenly, she felt her heart sink. She couldn't tell them just yet. She wasn't sure about how'd they'd react. They hated Draco, as far as hate could go. She couldn't just go up to them and tell them that she had fallen in love with the boy who had tormented them all these years, and who was Harry's arch enemy. And still was. She groaned; they were going to find out, someway, somehow. But of course, she'd tell them.. She would, she'd just have to see Draco in secret, just until they cooled down about that whole 'Draco calling her a mudblood and made her cry' thing. If they ever could. But she knew, if she asked them to just accept that she was in love with Draco, and he was in love with her, that was a lot to ask for, even a brave and big-hearted boy like Harry. Ron would get pissed; but it seemed like Harry was the one with the temper now, especially when involved with cases that involved her. She sighed again, and opened her eyes; the room had gotten darker, the shadows bigger and looming around her. She looked around, as she sat up. The rest of the girls were supposed to be here already. Then she looked at the clock, and her eyes widened in realization.
" Oh no!" she said, as she bolted up and ran out of the dormitories. She ran out into the corridors, and stopped in front of the Great Hall, gasping in air. In fifteen minutes dinner would end. Finally, when she had stopped panting, she went inside, slightly flushed. She met Draco's eyes as she headed towards the Gryffindor table, and he was grinning widely, as she was before. His eyes were twinkling lively, as she never seen before. She grinned at him; she totally understood what he was feeling. But she looked away, as she took a seat next to Ron, who was still stuffing his face.
" 'Ere 'ave ya been, 'ermione?" he asked, his mouth full. Hermione tried to swallow back her giggles, as she eagerly filled her plate. Harry was looking at her; curious.
" Yeah, where have you been? We were looking for you, library-"
" I-uh, lost track of time," she said, taking fast bites of mashed potato. Ron swallowed, looking suspiciously at his friend.
" Is there something you want to tell us, hermione?" he asked, leaning in close. Hermione laughed, nervously. She shoved him away.
" Yeah, leave me alone so I could eat, Ron," she smiled. He grinned, his blue eyes glittering. How he had missed times like this between him and his friends.
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Harry and Ron had hurried off before she could finish her food, saying something about their essay for Potions. Hermione laughed, looking at their running figures as they went out the doors. She gulped down her pumpkin juice, and let her gaze trail to the Slytherin table, meeting Draco's eyes. He smirked at her, seductively. And Hermione couldn';t help but think that was dead sexy. She was kind of getting used to the flips her stomach did everytime she saw Draco, or was near him. But it awfully hard, and it was going to take an awfully long time, mind you. 'Meet me in the hallway after dinner,' he mouthed to her. She nodded, still smiling.
+++++++++++ Hermione walked through the dark corridors. Shje saw a lean, lanky figure leaning aginst the wall just a couple yards away. Even in the dark, she knew when Draco's smile or smirk was directed at her. When she got close enough, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. She knew one thing; she would never get tired of Draco and his kisses. It wasn't something you could get used to, anyway. He was a blasted great kisser. They pulled back, as he nuzzled his nose on hers, touching her soft skin. He held her tightly to him; and she didn't mind, she liked being so close to Draco. So close she could feel his heart beating, so close she could smell the soap he used when he bathed. He stroked her tresses, running his hand through them, savoring his time with her. He kissed her again, this time more lightly. When they pulled back, he stared into her eyes, still visible and clear though it was dark.
" God, I missed you," he said, grinning. Hermione laughed lightly, her soft laughter ringing in his ears.
" Draco, we only saw each other a couple of hours ago," she grinned. But she knew the feeling; she had missed him terribly too. He smirked at her again, and she brought him closer and kissed him.
After kissing for an amount of time that they were satisfied (neither of them were, believe me) they said their good nights.
" Good night, Draco," she whispered, as he stroked her cheek, his fingers leaving a pleasant tingling sensation on her skin.
" Good night, Hermione," he whispered back to her, giving her one last soft kiss on her lips. " Meet me at the tree by the lake tomorrow morning, after breakfast," he grinned. And they both parted their ways, each looking back one last time, only to see the retreating back of the other. Hermione still had that giddy smile on her face as she entered the dormitories. Lavender noticed, and she sat on Hermione's bed, asking.
" What's up with that smile on your face, Hermione?" she grinned. Hermione laughed, as she changed into her pajamas.
" I don't think it's the right time to tell you, Lavender," she said, as she out away her clothes. Lavender frowned at her friend. But then she sighed, and shrugged.
" Fine, but you know I always find out, one way or another, right?" Hermione smiled at her friend.
" How could I forget?" And with that she pushed her friend away, so she could get to bed. Hermione smiled as she snuggled in her warm sheets. She couldn't wait to see Draco tomorrow. She closed her eyes, and she drifted off; the best sleep she's had in months.
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Hermione got up; a smile dawned on her face as she realized her agenda for today. This was the last day of the weekend before they had school again.. And she decided to make the best of it. She went to the bathroom and bathed, got dressed in a light pink shirt and black skirt, and headed down for breakfast. She ate, but hardly anything, since her stomach was still doing those blasted flips, and she couldn't get any food down, without fearing of throwing it back up again. Draco had this affect on her, and it was driving her mad. Ron was cracking jokes about Snape again, and Harry was just laughing along, not joining in, though. But she noticed Harry's eyes on her, constantly. It bothered her, but not too much. She knew that he was worried about her, and she couldn't blame him. She had to admit she was acting quite odd, lately, not to mention she had been feeling odd. She let her eyes travel to the Slytherin table, and they met Draco's again. She laughed; was he always watching her? He grinned at her, and she saw that twinkle again. She had never seen him like this before; just yesterday and today. He looked happy, very happy. Even satisfied, content. It made her happy to know that she made him happy, that was a major change, considering how he had been the years before. Finally, she finished up and breakfast, told Harry and Ron she would be in the library, studying (she felt bad about lying to them, she really did, but she really wanted to be with Draco. And knowing if she had told the truth, or even mentioning that Draco would be with her, even a mile near her, they wouldn't let her go. Without their supervision. She was tired of being treated like a child, like she was so fragile. She could take care of herself.) She walked out of the Great Hall; Draco had left when she was busy explaining herself to Harry and Ron.
She walked out into the open grounds, and she felt a breeze fly past her, feeling it comb through her hair. She felt that same grin come back as she came closer and closer, she saw a figure standing, leaning against the trunk of the tree, watching her. As she came closer and closer, she recognized those silver eyes, and that famous smirk. He looked really good; dead sexy, she even thought. He was wearing a fit black shirt, that showed his muscles formed from quidditch, and dark pants. His dark outfit made him seem whiter, like a ghost, even. But she couldn't help but think that he looked better this way, without his robes covering him. Hermione had never been interested in a guy for his appearance, or even thought about it. But with Draco.. Draco seemed to have everything, so she thought. She came closer, until they were only an inch apart.
" Hi," she smiled, her arms folded against her chest. " Hi," he said, his eyes glittering, his mouth curved into a handsome smile. Suddenly she stepped towards him, covering the space between them, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. Their bodies pressed together, and she wrapped her hands on the nape of his neck. He grinned down at her, and she smiled back at him.
" I couldn't stop smiling since yesterday," he said to her, lightly laughing. She could almost feel her heart melting at his ringing but pleasant laughter. "You're not the only one," she said to him. " I think this bloody smile's going to be plastered on my face until next month." He smiled and leaned down, so that his lips were touching hers. " Next year," he said against her lips, and then kissed her. Hermione smiled and kissed him back, leaning against him, pressing his back against the tree's trunk. He kissed her passionately; there was no doubt he had wanted to feel her lips against his again, ever since they parted yesterday. He missed her so much in so little time that he thought it was almost ridiculous. But now he understood what Todd had meant, why he looked at her with such adoring and love filled eyes. When you were in love, that was all you could do. Draco pressed her against him more closely, sending electricity to surge through his veins, and in his mind all his thoughts were fuzzy. All he could do was concentrate at the beautiful girl that was in his arms. Draco deepened the kiss, and Hermione felt like her mind was all in a rush, a frenzy. Her fingers were buzzing, sparks and flashes crackling throughout her body. It was almost amazing that Draco had this effect on her. Finally they ended the kiss, both out of breath. But Hermione leaned her head against her shoulder, and Draco propped his chin on her head, closing his eyes. A breeze passed, and Draco felt the wind ruffle his silk like hair. It had been at least twenty-four hours since he had confessed his love for her, and she had confirmed her feelings for him too; of course, not with words, but by the way she had responded to his kiss. And the look in her eyes, as he had pulled back. She didn't need to tell him she was in love with him; he wasn't dense. So, it had been almost a day, and Draco still couldn't believe he was here, with Hermione Granger. The beautiful Gryffindor girl he had fallen in love with.
Hermione sat down on the emerald grass, Draco's arms around her. Draco had his back against the tree, and he just couldn't believe how light Hermione was. The scent of her invaded his nose, and he could almost feel himself get lightheaded; in a good way, of course. Everything about her had this strange effect on him, her laugh, her voice, the way she smelled. Hermione laid her hands on Draco's, which were on her stomach, holding her close. The thought of telling her two best friends still brought weight to her heart, bringing it down. She stared out at the sky; the clouds were white swirls, and the sun wasn't nearly as bright. Hermione bit her lip.
"When-" she stopped, taking the time to carefully choose her words.
" What is it?" he asked her.
" I just can't figure out.. How I'm supposed to tell Harry and Ron," she said, worry in her voice. Hermione felt Draco sigh.
" Potter and Weasley. Can't we just NOT tell them?" he asked, a bit of sarcasm in his voice. Though he would do anything for Hermione, he knew it was impossible to be on 'friendly' terms or even 'okay' terms with Potter and Weasley. But he knew that they meant a lot to her, and.. Well, he just didn't know. Even thinking about those two boys made him feel. Well, irritated and annoyed. And especially now that he had seen Potter getting too close to Hermione.. He couldn't help but feel angry and maybe a little jealous towards that.. Potter was really close to her, and it bugged him. But now as he realized that, maybe he had always been jealous of Hermione's and Harry's close friendship.. Maybe that was why he had always bugged them about it. Although, not long before he had fallen for Hermione, he had teased Potter about her, and their 'relationship' and Draco could almost swear that there was a blush spreading through his cheeks. This bugged Draco even more.
" Draco, we have to tell them. Well, me, anyway. I don't think they're going to hesitate before they beat you to bloody pulp if you come up and tell them that you're with me," she said.
" Well, that's comforting," he drawled. Hermione sighed.
" If only.. I know they won't understand. They never have, even with Krum. Ron and Harry are too over protective whenever I'm in a relationship, even when I only cheer them on when they go after a girl. Like Harry when he liked Cho Chang."
Draco's eyebrow rose. " Potter liked that seeker girl? Now that was unexpected," he said. " Oh, and with Krum, never liked him either. Seemed like a blasted airhead to me, with his wealth and all.. Never expected you to fall for the type."
Hermione felt a smile tug on her lips. " It was just a little school girl crush. But do I hear a little jealousy in your voice, Draco Malfoy?" she turned and looked at Draco, grinning. Draco smiled. " A little? No. Try gallons." Hermione laughed, and Draco pulled her in for another kiss. Draco ran his hands through her silky hair; something he had always wanted to do. The sky became a lazy yellow, and Hermione pulled back, her hair messy and her lips swollen. She laughed, trying to imagaine how ridiculous she looked. Draco couldn't help but laugh either; but not at her. It just amazed him that he couldn't even last a whole hour without wanting to kiss her.
Hemione walked towards Hogwarts, he hand in Draco's.
" We can't.. Do anything in public, not until I tell them," she said. Draco stayed silent, but nodded.
" I don't want to get killed before having a first date with you, do I now?" Hermione smiled. " Of course you don't. Especially when you're going to be going out with such a fun and exicitint person as me." Draco smiled, faintly.
Hermione stayed silent for a few moments. " Draco.. What about you? I mean.. I understand if you just want to see each other in secret, you know, not wanting anybody else to know." Draco heard the sadness in her voice. He squeezed her hand. He looked at her, and she was looking down at her feet. He stopped, and tilted her chin up with his hand, raising her gaze to his. " I don't care what anyone thinks about us, or what they say. I don't care, let them say what they want to say. As long as I'm with you." Hermione smiled, her eyes glimmering in the sunlight. But then she looked down, and Draco dropped his hand drop by his side again.
" I'll tell Harry and Ron today. Tonight."
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Ahh! What will Ron say? What will Harry say? I'll keep you in suspense.. but, will Harry beat the pulp out of Draco.. and, what ever happened to Nickolas, The bloody bastard!? Next chapter coming soon.. I want to say thank you to my faithful reviewers. Thank you! You make me happy!
-tearsofher
