Questions, Answers : CONTRADICTION
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One-Shot (up to two at the most) Pairing : DracoXHermione Setting : 7th year at Hogwarts
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***last time on QA : C***
"Have your ideas of me changed in any way?"
"Well, yeah"
"So?"
"Before, I found you as nothing but a scum. I never really wanted to care but come 5th year, I somehow felt compassion for you. . . even if I have this thing against Death Eaters and your father, I felt sorry that you have to lose your father that way. I didn't want to feel the loss you had. Since then, I've tried not to spat at you anymore but being the intolerable git that you are, you've pushed me to my limit every so often so I end up blowing my resolve"
Silence. The silence that won over them was longer than expected. They wanted the silence to deafen them. Draco drew his eyes into Hermione's beautiful auburn ones.
"God Hermione. . ." Draco paused. "You're simply beautiful. . ."
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Silence once again filled the room where they were. Hermione more than wanted to drown in it. It couldn't be that bad. . . Draco was actually telling her the truth. . . or was it the truth at all?
"I just felt what I should have despite the fact that we've grown up thinking we're enemies. There's nothing else to that really." Hermione tried to defend herself. In truth, her nerves were shaking inside. Draco Malfoy, the known god to women at Hogwarts was actually telling her she was beautiful. . . Hermione never heard Draco use that term before. He always coined the word 'sexy' to women he wanted to get laid with, but never beautiful.
"Do you believe me?" asked Draco as Hermione shot him a questioning look.
"What?"
"Do you believe me when I told you were beautiful?"
"I, uhh--- It's hard to."
"Believe me."
"Draco, I'm really sorry but I wish you'd just shut your goddamn mouth. I'm getting uncomfortable."
Uncomfortable that Hermione really was. Tinge of red adorned her cheeks and she couldn't look back into Draco's eyes.
"My apologies but it wasn't my intention to embarrass you or anything. Really. . ."
"Oh God Ron. . . I think the snogging part will come soon. . ." said Harry as he nudged Ron at the side.
"Must agree. . . this is worse than I imagined."
Hermione sighed. "So, let's just talk about something else a'ryt?"
"Okay."
Silence.
Silence.
And more silence.
"Draco---" ~ "Hermione---"
They both spoke at the same time. Hermione initiated. "Draco, hear me out first will you?"
"Okay."
"I'm really sorry for what I've done before. You know, I've grown out of hating you, if I really hated you. I just disliked you calling me a --- a MUDBLOOD. I guess that's all. And yeah, for being that snobby person that you are. I couldn't really blame you. You were raised to be like that. You're pretty well-off so I guess it has to be that way with you purebloods. . ."
"Okay." Draco couldn't say anything more than a single word. He was actually formulating something sensible in his mind after he just admitted to Hermione that she was actually beautiful in his eyes.
//Fight it Draco. You can't make her know!// . . . //Why can't I? She has the right to know. Besides, we agreed to be civil already so I guess it's high time that she knows what I truly feel about her// . . . //TRULY FEEL, DRACO?!// . . . //Uh, well. . .yeah. . .it's not like you don't know about it// . . . //You're father's gonna kill you for this// . . . //He can't kill me. He's dead// . . . //Oh yeah, I forgot// . . . //So now I don't have a reason to hold it all back then, now do I?// . . . //Oh you're so dead with the other Slytherins if they knew!// . . . //I don't care. They work under my command anyway. They're gonna accept this// . . . //Poor boy, I can't convince you now. You seemed fixed to do it// . . . //Hah. Fixed to do that and more, for your information// . . . //I can't believe this//
"I don't know now if you really got what I said, did you Draco?" asked Hermione who stared at Draco in disbelief. He was simply saying the same words over and over, seemingly not paying any attention to her.
"I got it Hermione. I'm just feeling it. . . this can't be right."
"What THIS?"
"This. . . that you and I are here alone talking as if nothing happened before. . .it doesn't do any justice to what hell I've put you through. I couldn't feel it anymore. . . there's no hate, no disgust. This can't be right." Draco shook his head a few times, seemingly his mind was in a daze after what he's put up with and the two voices in his mind constantly arguing inside his head.
"What could be right then? Isn't living together like this better than having to scoff at each other at any chance we've got?"
"Yeah, but I miss those times. . . it's like everything's washed away in just one look at you. . ."
At that, Hermione's eyes darted to Draco's and she saw such sincerity that she thought was never existent in Draco's systems.
"Draco, please. . . I told you that---"
"I know."
Draco stood from his seat and walked towards the window where everything was lush and serene. He wandered his eyes around as far as his eyes could reach. "I'll miss this school, as stupid as that would seem to sound. It's just different here. You know well that I should have been studying in Durmstrang way before. . . I'm lucky I didn't. I never wanted to grow up like my father. It sickens me even at the mere thought really."
Hermione got up and walked towards Draco's side. She too looked out the windows and sighed heavily. Yes, she's definitely going to miss school as well. It should be worse for her than Draco's since she's gone through hell and back in that school and she survived. It was more of home to her than the Granger's residence.
"Harry, I don't want to look. . .", claimed Ron who covered his eyes.
"Come on Ron, as if you haven't seen two people snog!" replied Harry who was also disgusted at the thought.
Some other students were already fixed on the screen. . . some were lovestruck. . . some were jealous. It was odd that way. Only Dumbledore had a fixed grin on his lips.
"I'm gonna miss Hogwarts too. I've practically grown here. . . changed. . . this is more like home."
Draco swiftly directed his hand backwards towards Hermione's hand and held it close. "I'm gonna miss our petty fights."
Hermione blushed. She wanted to pull her hand away but she was strengthless. Hermione was being manipulated by Draco's natural spell. "Yeah."
"I like the way you look whenever you'd steam up mad. You look cute." Draco was talking with still her back at Hermione. Hermione, who was only inches diagonally behind him blushed even more, if that was possible.
"Draco, please---"
"I know Hermione, no need telling me a second or third time. I just--- I just know it would be best to make it known to you that I had other feelings for you other than disgust."
Trembling unsurely, Hermione asked, "And what's that?"
"I like you Hermione. . . isn't it too obvious now?"
Silence. "Not really."
"I expected that. I haven't grown out of being too discreet with my emotions."
"Well I reckon you holding my hand is not too discreet. . ."
Draco shook out of his trance. Instead of letting go of Hermione's hand, Draco looked back at his beautiful schoolmate. "Don't make me stop now."
"You aren't doing anything. You confuse me."
"Let's start all over again."
Hermione's eyes almost jolted out of her skull at those words. "WHAT?"
"Let's start the snapping session again. "
Hermione sighed. She thought it was something else. But wasn't it that they were actually starting all over again at that moment already? "All right. You start."
Draco let go of Hermione's hand and stood still in front of her. "Do you believe me now?"
"What should I believe in?'
"That I like you?"
"No. Why would I?"
"Perhaps I'm telling the truth?"
"If this is the truth, why did you have to stall too long?"
"I was unsure of myself and why, do you like me too?"
"Why would I?"
"Because you've grown out of hating me even before I did?"
"What if I told you I do?"
Hermione was still blushing. Draco was smiling even more.
"Would you allow me to kiss you?"
"Why should I?"
"Because you want it too?"
"What if I don't?"
"I'm sure you do, now don't you?"
Hermione's didn't reply anymore as Draco leant in far faster than she could imagine. Their lips were almost in contact when Hermione put her firm palms over Draco's chest. "NO."
"Isn't that an exclamatory sentence I heard?"
Draco's smirked. His famous sexy smirk. He wasn't getting any farther away from Hermione's flushed face.
"I guess it was. You win."
Hermione walked away and back to her seat. She sulked there. Draco simply stared.
"Why do you have to stop me?"
"Because I know it isn't right."
"WHAT IS NOT RIGHT HERMIONE?"
Hermione sat straight at the shock of Draco raising his voice at her.
"This. . . you treating me as if you can get me easily like any of your whores."
"Hermione, it's not like that and who told you that it is?"
"My mind told me so."
"What does your heart tell you?" Draco's voice became less harsh.
Silence. Tears fell from Hermione's eyes.
"What Hermione? What does your heart tell you?" asked Draco once more though he held his voice back.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"It tells me I feel the same way too."
"Then why won't you show it?"
"Is snogging all you know to express how you feel?"
Silence. That hit Draco on one spot. But wasn't it a kiss that tells it all?
"No. But it can't be words either. Hermione, you know that I'm still confused at the moment. I can't figure out how come this all happened like this. But I know back then there was this certain attraction I had for you."
"Physical attraction", Hermione pointed out.
"Yes but there are still more reasons why I do like you. . . it's just not that. I'm not trying to have you spend a night with me. I'm trying to make you believe that once and for all that I do love you. . ."
Silence. "I thought you just liked me?"
"But now my heart dictates me that I don't."
Tears went down Hermione's cheeks. How could Draco change his mind so fast? He was actually like a girl having her PMS or a roller-coaster ride at amusement parks.
"Make up your mind Draco. I don't want to leave this room being more confused than you already are. I want to know what you truly feel. Not just something that your heart dictates you. . . I want to know what you think is right. . . what you think is wrong but still is acceptable. . . Draco, just tell me. Who are you?"
Silence. Draco heaved a heavy sigh. "I'm just Draco."
Hermione looked at her wristwatch and saw that it was only ten minutes that had passed. She can't possibly put up with Draco and his emotions. He was too unpredictable, too driven, that she couldn't catch up anymore. She hated not being in control and not knowing things as they exactly are.
"Who are you to me?"
"I'm just Draco."
"Who am I to you?"
Silence. "You're someone who's given me the reason to live when things got all hard for me. You're that constant reminder that I'm just anybody else. You're that archrival who challenged me of your capabilities. Hermione, could it be enough that I'd tell you you're my everything?"
Silence.
Students were gasping and whispering to each other. Ron had already hidden himself under the table. Harry was close to doing the same.
"What if I told you that you're nothing to me?" Hermione asked blankly.
"WHAT?"
"Draco, you make yourself believe that you do love me when you're all baffled. What you don't know is that I'm more than perplexed at you and your emotions. Maybe you should talk to me when you're stable."
"Hermione, maybe I'm overly puzzled now but one thing will remain in me. I'm just pushed to rush things here. I know I wouldn't see you again tomorrow or the days after and I want to get it through you that I am for real. . . and this feeling I have for you is real. . .do you understand?"
"Yes and I fear too much I wouldn't be able to do just that. I don't know yet if I love you too. I don't want to break your heart Draco. I want to be sure of my emotions before I tell you anything else. Yes, I like you but I don't know if there's something else."
"You don't know if there's something else or you're just afraid of jumping into something you know that you want?"
"I don't know."
Draco walked to Hermione's place and pulled her up. He stared straight into Hermione's eyes. "What can you see Hermione? Can you see me lying to you?"
Hermione shook her head. "No."
"My mind's made up."
"I know."
"Why won't you make your decision now?"
"I don't know how. I'm--- I don't know! Draco, stop it! Stop pushing me to go beyond what I can do at the moment because you've bombarded me with so many things and do you actually expect me to process all that in a second?"
"Well at least make your mind up if you love me too!"
Hermione was washed with fear. Draco was being his old self again. As Draco saw Hermione's reaction, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry. I'm being irrational."
Silence. "Draco, help me figure this out. I can't do it alone. . ." said Hermione with her voice still trembling in fear that Draco was still up with his rage.
Draco led his way up and leant towards Hermione. Their lips were inches away and at that time, Hermione didn't stop him. She closed her eyes gently and breathed in the man she knew she wanted but feared the consequences of.
At last, their lips were in contact, soft lips touching each other. Draco shut his eyes and he felt nothing else like it. He went really gentle on Hermione's virgin lips not like the way he kissed other girls. He felt like Hermione was a fragile crystal that will easily break. . . and he knew well to go slow on her.
Caringly, Draco's hand traveled on Hermione's back, gently caressing it while pulling Hermione closer to her. Hermione complied with her hand soon resting themselves on Draco's cheek and neck.
Draco tasted Hermione's sweet lips with his soft tongue and he liked the way Hermione tasted. He grew hungrier for the lips that he was kissing. His tongue moving at the tip of Hermione's moist lips.
Just as when they were both enjoying it, Hermione kindly pulled away. She slowly opened her eyes to see Draco's already wide and alert.
"I, I---" Stuttered Hermione.
"You what?"
"I know now. . ."
"What~~~"
"I won't tell."
Hermione plunged in for another kiss and kissed deeper and with more passion. She was getting into the moment and Draco was getting turned on by Hermione's indecisiveness and sheer stubbornness.
A loud noise came from the door and the two woke up from their trance. Without moving an inch away from each other, they waited for someone to get in through the open door but there was no one. When they did pull away, Hermione smiled and said, "It's over."
Draco sighed. He initiated going out and Hermione followed her short.
Back at the Great hall, everyone was eagerly waiting for the couple to get back. Harry had pulled Ron out from under the table and put him into place. Dumbledore was waiting eagerly too. He was smiling endlessly.
The moment that Hermione and Draco came into view, everyone was silent.
Dumbledore stood from his seat and asked, "So, who wins?"
"Granger" ~ "Malfoy"
The students tried to suppress their giggles.
"Odd as it is, but I would like to tell all of you that this isn't exactly part of our tradition here at Hogwarts. We planned on this so that it you two could have more uses for the institution being civil to each other and I assume you've settled your arguments already, have you?"
Both nodded.
"Mr. Malfoy? What do you reckon?"
"I say that Granger won. She was the first one to find out that it wasn't exactly part of tradition. She knew it."
"Is that the only reason by why you concluded your decision?"
"Yes Sir. As much as I tried to keep up with the rules, it was all worth nothing since it was nothing. It was simply nothing."
Draco looked at Snape's direction with a look of discontent in his eyes. He sighed heavily. It was hard for him to swallow his pride in front of the whole student body who knew that he knew not of the word "humble". (A/N : the whole school knows, as a matter-of-fact that he knows the word) He was still also hanging with Hermione's answer. He didn't want to take the kiss as a yes. Draco was just helping her figure out what she felt for him only that Hermione didn't tell.
"Ms. Granger?", asked Dumbledore.
Hermione looked at Draco's expression. She assumed that he was still down with her not telling what she truly felt or at least, tell him that she didn't like him at all.
"Well, I say that Malfoy won."
"And why do you say that?"
"He tried to keep up with the rules and it wasn't a matter of knowing it was for NOTHING. It was abiding with the rules and keeping the game going."
"Nothing else?"
"And yeah, there's one more thing. . ."
Draco hadn't gathered the courage to look at Hermione. He was too embarrassed that he was able to capture her in a kiss and get nothing in return.
"What is it?" the old headmaster asked.
"Malfoy actually won my heart. . .""
Draco looked at Hermione at once and stared in disbelief. "I did?"
"Um, yeah. . ." Hermione stated as she blushed again.
Draco grabbed her hand and pulled her to him easily. He locked Hermione in another passionate kiss in front of all the people at the hall.
Everyone stood and cheered on as the top students who grew up to know less than really hating each other. They pulled away and watched the crowd cheer for them.
Back at the Slytherin table, Pansy was knocking Crabbe and Goyle out who didn't stop from playing jokes on her on what a loser she was.
On the other side, the Gryffindor side, Harry watched smiling contentedly that his friend found her love at once. Ron, on the other hand, had his chin resting on his palms. "I knew it! I knew it!", Ron said as he sulked on the outcome of the snapping session.
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haha. I think I'll have a laugh with you pervy people who were expecting for the steamy scenes. Well you see, I saw it improper for Hermione and Draco to be getting down at it on the first time they knew they loved each other, right? Considering Hermione's attitude, even if she loved Draco, she knows better to wait for that right time. Well for Draco, knowing that he's a sex god, knew well to differentiate lust and love and so saw it improper to get down with it even he was aroused the first time they locked lips.
Haha. Done with this. On to the next fics! I don't know what pair will be next for this "Question, Answers" Series. I was thinking more of a HermioneXSnape shipping. What do you reckon? Tell me about it and what you want me to do next. And no, I'm not going to attempt doing anymore DracoXNarcissa fic. I don't want to be banned for one week on ffnet, nor would I want to be forever banned for having two fics with "Improper" content.
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One-Shot (up to two at the most) Pairing : DracoXHermione Setting : 7th year at Hogwarts
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***last time on QA : C***
"Have your ideas of me changed in any way?"
"Well, yeah"
"So?"
"Before, I found you as nothing but a scum. I never really wanted to care but come 5th year, I somehow felt compassion for you. . . even if I have this thing against Death Eaters and your father, I felt sorry that you have to lose your father that way. I didn't want to feel the loss you had. Since then, I've tried not to spat at you anymore but being the intolerable git that you are, you've pushed me to my limit every so often so I end up blowing my resolve"
Silence. The silence that won over them was longer than expected. They wanted the silence to deafen them. Draco drew his eyes into Hermione's beautiful auburn ones.
"God Hermione. . ." Draco paused. "You're simply beautiful. . ."
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Silence once again filled the room where they were. Hermione more than wanted to drown in it. It couldn't be that bad. . . Draco was actually telling her the truth. . . or was it the truth at all?
"I just felt what I should have despite the fact that we've grown up thinking we're enemies. There's nothing else to that really." Hermione tried to defend herself. In truth, her nerves were shaking inside. Draco Malfoy, the known god to women at Hogwarts was actually telling her she was beautiful. . . Hermione never heard Draco use that term before. He always coined the word 'sexy' to women he wanted to get laid with, but never beautiful.
"Do you believe me?" asked Draco as Hermione shot him a questioning look.
"What?"
"Do you believe me when I told you were beautiful?"
"I, uhh--- It's hard to."
"Believe me."
"Draco, I'm really sorry but I wish you'd just shut your goddamn mouth. I'm getting uncomfortable."
Uncomfortable that Hermione really was. Tinge of red adorned her cheeks and she couldn't look back into Draco's eyes.
"My apologies but it wasn't my intention to embarrass you or anything. Really. . ."
"Oh God Ron. . . I think the snogging part will come soon. . ." said Harry as he nudged Ron at the side.
"Must agree. . . this is worse than I imagined."
Hermione sighed. "So, let's just talk about something else a'ryt?"
"Okay."
Silence.
Silence.
And more silence.
"Draco---" ~ "Hermione---"
They both spoke at the same time. Hermione initiated. "Draco, hear me out first will you?"
"Okay."
"I'm really sorry for what I've done before. You know, I've grown out of hating you, if I really hated you. I just disliked you calling me a --- a MUDBLOOD. I guess that's all. And yeah, for being that snobby person that you are. I couldn't really blame you. You were raised to be like that. You're pretty well-off so I guess it has to be that way with you purebloods. . ."
"Okay." Draco couldn't say anything more than a single word. He was actually formulating something sensible in his mind after he just admitted to Hermione that she was actually beautiful in his eyes.
//Fight it Draco. You can't make her know!// . . . //Why can't I? She has the right to know. Besides, we agreed to be civil already so I guess it's high time that she knows what I truly feel about her// . . . //TRULY FEEL, DRACO?!// . . . //Uh, well. . .yeah. . .it's not like you don't know about it// . . . //You're father's gonna kill you for this// . . . //He can't kill me. He's dead// . . . //Oh yeah, I forgot// . . . //So now I don't have a reason to hold it all back then, now do I?// . . . //Oh you're so dead with the other Slytherins if they knew!// . . . //I don't care. They work under my command anyway. They're gonna accept this// . . . //Poor boy, I can't convince you now. You seemed fixed to do it// . . . //Hah. Fixed to do that and more, for your information// . . . //I can't believe this//
"I don't know now if you really got what I said, did you Draco?" asked Hermione who stared at Draco in disbelief. He was simply saying the same words over and over, seemingly not paying any attention to her.
"I got it Hermione. I'm just feeling it. . . this can't be right."
"What THIS?"
"This. . . that you and I are here alone talking as if nothing happened before. . .it doesn't do any justice to what hell I've put you through. I couldn't feel it anymore. . . there's no hate, no disgust. This can't be right." Draco shook his head a few times, seemingly his mind was in a daze after what he's put up with and the two voices in his mind constantly arguing inside his head.
"What could be right then? Isn't living together like this better than having to scoff at each other at any chance we've got?"
"Yeah, but I miss those times. . . it's like everything's washed away in just one look at you. . ."
At that, Hermione's eyes darted to Draco's and she saw such sincerity that she thought was never existent in Draco's systems.
"Draco, please. . . I told you that---"
"I know."
Draco stood from his seat and walked towards the window where everything was lush and serene. He wandered his eyes around as far as his eyes could reach. "I'll miss this school, as stupid as that would seem to sound. It's just different here. You know well that I should have been studying in Durmstrang way before. . . I'm lucky I didn't. I never wanted to grow up like my father. It sickens me even at the mere thought really."
Hermione got up and walked towards Draco's side. She too looked out the windows and sighed heavily. Yes, she's definitely going to miss school as well. It should be worse for her than Draco's since she's gone through hell and back in that school and she survived. It was more of home to her than the Granger's residence.
"Harry, I don't want to look. . .", claimed Ron who covered his eyes.
"Come on Ron, as if you haven't seen two people snog!" replied Harry who was also disgusted at the thought.
Some other students were already fixed on the screen. . . some were lovestruck. . . some were jealous. It was odd that way. Only Dumbledore had a fixed grin on his lips.
"I'm gonna miss Hogwarts too. I've practically grown here. . . changed. . . this is more like home."
Draco swiftly directed his hand backwards towards Hermione's hand and held it close. "I'm gonna miss our petty fights."
Hermione blushed. She wanted to pull her hand away but she was strengthless. Hermione was being manipulated by Draco's natural spell. "Yeah."
"I like the way you look whenever you'd steam up mad. You look cute." Draco was talking with still her back at Hermione. Hermione, who was only inches diagonally behind him blushed even more, if that was possible.
"Draco, please---"
"I know Hermione, no need telling me a second or third time. I just--- I just know it would be best to make it known to you that I had other feelings for you other than disgust."
Trembling unsurely, Hermione asked, "And what's that?"
"I like you Hermione. . . isn't it too obvious now?"
Silence. "Not really."
"I expected that. I haven't grown out of being too discreet with my emotions."
"Well I reckon you holding my hand is not too discreet. . ."
Draco shook out of his trance. Instead of letting go of Hermione's hand, Draco looked back at his beautiful schoolmate. "Don't make me stop now."
"You aren't doing anything. You confuse me."
"Let's start all over again."
Hermione's eyes almost jolted out of her skull at those words. "WHAT?"
"Let's start the snapping session again. "
Hermione sighed. She thought it was something else. But wasn't it that they were actually starting all over again at that moment already? "All right. You start."
Draco let go of Hermione's hand and stood still in front of her. "Do you believe me now?"
"What should I believe in?'
"That I like you?"
"No. Why would I?"
"Perhaps I'm telling the truth?"
"If this is the truth, why did you have to stall too long?"
"I was unsure of myself and why, do you like me too?"
"Why would I?"
"Because you've grown out of hating me even before I did?"
"What if I told you I do?"
Hermione was still blushing. Draco was smiling even more.
"Would you allow me to kiss you?"
"Why should I?"
"Because you want it too?"
"What if I don't?"
"I'm sure you do, now don't you?"
Hermione's didn't reply anymore as Draco leant in far faster than she could imagine. Their lips were almost in contact when Hermione put her firm palms over Draco's chest. "NO."
"Isn't that an exclamatory sentence I heard?"
Draco's smirked. His famous sexy smirk. He wasn't getting any farther away from Hermione's flushed face.
"I guess it was. You win."
Hermione walked away and back to her seat. She sulked there. Draco simply stared.
"Why do you have to stop me?"
"Because I know it isn't right."
"WHAT IS NOT RIGHT HERMIONE?"
Hermione sat straight at the shock of Draco raising his voice at her.
"This. . . you treating me as if you can get me easily like any of your whores."
"Hermione, it's not like that and who told you that it is?"
"My mind told me so."
"What does your heart tell you?" Draco's voice became less harsh.
Silence. Tears fell from Hermione's eyes.
"What Hermione? What does your heart tell you?" asked Draco once more though he held his voice back.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"It tells me I feel the same way too."
"Then why won't you show it?"
"Is snogging all you know to express how you feel?"
Silence. That hit Draco on one spot. But wasn't it a kiss that tells it all?
"No. But it can't be words either. Hermione, you know that I'm still confused at the moment. I can't figure out how come this all happened like this. But I know back then there was this certain attraction I had for you."
"Physical attraction", Hermione pointed out.
"Yes but there are still more reasons why I do like you. . . it's just not that. I'm not trying to have you spend a night with me. I'm trying to make you believe that once and for all that I do love you. . ."
Silence. "I thought you just liked me?"
"But now my heart dictates me that I don't."
Tears went down Hermione's cheeks. How could Draco change his mind so fast? He was actually like a girl having her PMS or a roller-coaster ride at amusement parks.
"Make up your mind Draco. I don't want to leave this room being more confused than you already are. I want to know what you truly feel. Not just something that your heart dictates you. . . I want to know what you think is right. . . what you think is wrong but still is acceptable. . . Draco, just tell me. Who are you?"
Silence. Draco heaved a heavy sigh. "I'm just Draco."
Hermione looked at her wristwatch and saw that it was only ten minutes that had passed. She can't possibly put up with Draco and his emotions. He was too unpredictable, too driven, that she couldn't catch up anymore. She hated not being in control and not knowing things as they exactly are.
"Who are you to me?"
"I'm just Draco."
"Who am I to you?"
Silence. "You're someone who's given me the reason to live when things got all hard for me. You're that constant reminder that I'm just anybody else. You're that archrival who challenged me of your capabilities. Hermione, could it be enough that I'd tell you you're my everything?"
Silence.
Students were gasping and whispering to each other. Ron had already hidden himself under the table. Harry was close to doing the same.
"What if I told you that you're nothing to me?" Hermione asked blankly.
"WHAT?"
"Draco, you make yourself believe that you do love me when you're all baffled. What you don't know is that I'm more than perplexed at you and your emotions. Maybe you should talk to me when you're stable."
"Hermione, maybe I'm overly puzzled now but one thing will remain in me. I'm just pushed to rush things here. I know I wouldn't see you again tomorrow or the days after and I want to get it through you that I am for real. . . and this feeling I have for you is real. . .do you understand?"
"Yes and I fear too much I wouldn't be able to do just that. I don't know yet if I love you too. I don't want to break your heart Draco. I want to be sure of my emotions before I tell you anything else. Yes, I like you but I don't know if there's something else."
"You don't know if there's something else or you're just afraid of jumping into something you know that you want?"
"I don't know."
Draco walked to Hermione's place and pulled her up. He stared straight into Hermione's eyes. "What can you see Hermione? Can you see me lying to you?"
Hermione shook her head. "No."
"My mind's made up."
"I know."
"Why won't you make your decision now?"
"I don't know how. I'm--- I don't know! Draco, stop it! Stop pushing me to go beyond what I can do at the moment because you've bombarded me with so many things and do you actually expect me to process all that in a second?"
"Well at least make your mind up if you love me too!"
Hermione was washed with fear. Draco was being his old self again. As Draco saw Hermione's reaction, he lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry. I'm being irrational."
Silence. "Draco, help me figure this out. I can't do it alone. . ." said Hermione with her voice still trembling in fear that Draco was still up with his rage.
Draco led his way up and leant towards Hermione. Their lips were inches away and at that time, Hermione didn't stop him. She closed her eyes gently and breathed in the man she knew she wanted but feared the consequences of.
At last, their lips were in contact, soft lips touching each other. Draco shut his eyes and he felt nothing else like it. He went really gentle on Hermione's virgin lips not like the way he kissed other girls. He felt like Hermione was a fragile crystal that will easily break. . . and he knew well to go slow on her.
Caringly, Draco's hand traveled on Hermione's back, gently caressing it while pulling Hermione closer to her. Hermione complied with her hand soon resting themselves on Draco's cheek and neck.
Draco tasted Hermione's sweet lips with his soft tongue and he liked the way Hermione tasted. He grew hungrier for the lips that he was kissing. His tongue moving at the tip of Hermione's moist lips.
Just as when they were both enjoying it, Hermione kindly pulled away. She slowly opened her eyes to see Draco's already wide and alert.
"I, I---" Stuttered Hermione.
"You what?"
"I know now. . ."
"What~~~"
"I won't tell."
Hermione plunged in for another kiss and kissed deeper and with more passion. She was getting into the moment and Draco was getting turned on by Hermione's indecisiveness and sheer stubbornness.
A loud noise came from the door and the two woke up from their trance. Without moving an inch away from each other, they waited for someone to get in through the open door but there was no one. When they did pull away, Hermione smiled and said, "It's over."
Draco sighed. He initiated going out and Hermione followed her short.
Back at the Great hall, everyone was eagerly waiting for the couple to get back. Harry had pulled Ron out from under the table and put him into place. Dumbledore was waiting eagerly too. He was smiling endlessly.
The moment that Hermione and Draco came into view, everyone was silent.
Dumbledore stood from his seat and asked, "So, who wins?"
"Granger" ~ "Malfoy"
The students tried to suppress their giggles.
"Odd as it is, but I would like to tell all of you that this isn't exactly part of our tradition here at Hogwarts. We planned on this so that it you two could have more uses for the institution being civil to each other and I assume you've settled your arguments already, have you?"
Both nodded.
"Mr. Malfoy? What do you reckon?"
"I say that Granger won. She was the first one to find out that it wasn't exactly part of tradition. She knew it."
"Is that the only reason by why you concluded your decision?"
"Yes Sir. As much as I tried to keep up with the rules, it was all worth nothing since it was nothing. It was simply nothing."
Draco looked at Snape's direction with a look of discontent in his eyes. He sighed heavily. It was hard for him to swallow his pride in front of the whole student body who knew that he knew not of the word "humble". (A/N : the whole school knows, as a matter-of-fact that he knows the word) He was still also hanging with Hermione's answer. He didn't want to take the kiss as a yes. Draco was just helping her figure out what she felt for him only that Hermione didn't tell.
"Ms. Granger?", asked Dumbledore.
Hermione looked at Draco's expression. She assumed that he was still down with her not telling what she truly felt or at least, tell him that she didn't like him at all.
"Well, I say that Malfoy won."
"And why do you say that?"
"He tried to keep up with the rules and it wasn't a matter of knowing it was for NOTHING. It was abiding with the rules and keeping the game going."
"Nothing else?"
"And yeah, there's one more thing. . ."
Draco hadn't gathered the courage to look at Hermione. He was too embarrassed that he was able to capture her in a kiss and get nothing in return.
"What is it?" the old headmaster asked.
"Malfoy actually won my heart. . .""
Draco looked at Hermione at once and stared in disbelief. "I did?"
"Um, yeah. . ." Hermione stated as she blushed again.
Draco grabbed her hand and pulled her to him easily. He locked Hermione in another passionate kiss in front of all the people at the hall.
Everyone stood and cheered on as the top students who grew up to know less than really hating each other. They pulled away and watched the crowd cheer for them.
Back at the Slytherin table, Pansy was knocking Crabbe and Goyle out who didn't stop from playing jokes on her on what a loser she was.
On the other side, the Gryffindor side, Harry watched smiling contentedly that his friend found her love at once. Ron, on the other hand, had his chin resting on his palms. "I knew it! I knew it!", Ron said as he sulked on the outcome of the snapping session.
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~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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haha. I think I'll have a laugh with you pervy people who were expecting for the steamy scenes. Well you see, I saw it improper for Hermione and Draco to be getting down at it on the first time they knew they loved each other, right? Considering Hermione's attitude, even if she loved Draco, she knows better to wait for that right time. Well for Draco, knowing that he's a sex god, knew well to differentiate lust and love and so saw it improper to get down with it even he was aroused the first time they locked lips.
Haha. Done with this. On to the next fics! I don't know what pair will be next for this "Question, Answers" Series. I was thinking more of a HermioneXSnape shipping. What do you reckon? Tell me about it and what you want me to do next. And no, I'm not going to attempt doing anymore DracoXNarcissa fic. I don't want to be banned for one week on ffnet, nor would I want to be forever banned for having two fics with "Improper" content.
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