FYI: Him and He are Draco and The Eyes are Draco's eyes.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
She opens her eyes and looks around her. The familiar pattern of the red and gold on her bed curtains are about her, blocking her from the world's view. She closes her eyes and tries to recall every detail of their encounter together. The way his hand touched her cheek, how smooth his skin felt to her touch, the way his lips felt on hers. Yet in recalling it all she must remember what happened afterwards.
*Flashback*
She runs across the Hogwarts grounds trying to get back to the common room before anyone sees her. Her name is called. "Hermione!". It is louder this time. She stops and turns to see her supposed boyfriend running after her. She sighs knowing she will have to explain her wet clothes and hair and also where she has been.
"Hermione where were you and why are you all wet?" Ron demands. She doesn't answer. It isn't any of his business.
"Hermione answer me!" He says worriedly. He gently takes her shoulders forcing her to look at him.
"I was outside." She says. Not wanting him to touch her.
"In the rain? Why were you out there? It's rain for god sakes! You know how dangerous storms here are!"
"I went inside eventually Ron. I came back when it got clear." She's tired she wants nothing more than to put on her warm pajamas and sleep. Sleep and dream of Him. Ron puts his robe of the shivering frame of the one he loves and leads her to the common room. There she takes a warm bath and dresses for bed, missing Him.
*End Flashback*
She gets up and dresses, runs a brush through her silky mane and walks out the door to breakfast.
She arrives late, most people all already there. She feels two pairs of eyes upon her. Both love her and only one has those affections returned. She sits between Ginny and Harry, still feeling one set of eyes on her back. Ron greets her cheerily and leans over the table to kiss her cheek. The Eyes bore into her. She wishes she could stare into them but knows she must keep up her act a little longer. She finishes her breakfast and stands, Ron and The Eyes follow. Ron walks her to class and hugs her goodbye. She wishes it was Him.
They break apart and she walks into the cold dungeon room that is Professor Snape's classroom. She sits in the back, watching her fellow students file in. Her breath catches He has walked in. She prays He will it by her. Nearly cries when he does not. Snape is talking, telling them of potion that is not difficult to make yet deadly when not done properly. She yawns, knowing she will get it right he always does.
Snape puts the instructions on the board and she walks to the Supply closet. She barely touches the first ingredient when she feels a warm hand on hers. She turns her head slightly and immediately her lips are caught in another's. They are warm and familiar and all too soon it ends. He gathers what he needs and is soon gone and alas, she is alone again with her own ingredients.
She finishes her potion and walks out the door to her next class, Astronomy. Ron will be there but so will Harry, Neville and Lavender. Halfway to the Astronomy Tower she is stopped. She turns to see blue eyes looking into hers. Draco cups her face and kisses her. Long and loving not short and sweet this time. His tongue invades her mouth as she wraps her arms around his neck. His hands grasp her waist and pull her closer. He breaks the kiss to trail kisses down her jaw line to her neck and throat. She moans at the touch of his lips caressing her soft skin. She closes her eyes in sheer bliss and forgets everything around them. His lips again capture hers in another delightful kiss. He pulls away too soon and strokes her hair, promising they will continue this when the time is right. She nods sadly and kisses him lightly in the lips. Parting is such sweet sorrow.
She reaches the Tower just in time and sits with Lavender. Ron and Harry are across the room. Ron waves and she smiles. She is happy, He still cares. The class ends as does the rest of the day. She walks with her friends to the library to do homework. She parts from them as she always does to get away from their incessant chatter. The only partially solitary spot in the room is near Him and his friends. She walks over and sits as far away from them as she can. She knows he cannot show his feelings for her when they are around. She buries her head in a book, his eyes upon her delicate frame. It is nearly 9 when she finishes her homework. Most have gone, yet he is still there waiting for her. She closes her books and rubs her tired eyes. She gathers her things and stands, he follows. She slings her bag over a shoulder and turns to him smiling. He smiles back and takes her hand. Together they walk to were they must part for the night. A quick kiss and the sweet sorrow of their parting again ensues.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
She opens her eyes and looks around her. The familiar pattern of the red and gold on her bed curtains are about her, blocking her from the world's view. She closes her eyes and tries to recall every detail of their encounter together. The way his hand touched her cheek, how smooth his skin felt to her touch, the way his lips felt on hers. Yet in recalling it all she must remember what happened afterwards.
*Flashback*
She runs across the Hogwarts grounds trying to get back to the common room before anyone sees her. Her name is called. "Hermione!". It is louder this time. She stops and turns to see her supposed boyfriend running after her. She sighs knowing she will have to explain her wet clothes and hair and also where she has been.
"Hermione where were you and why are you all wet?" Ron demands. She doesn't answer. It isn't any of his business.
"Hermione answer me!" He says worriedly. He gently takes her shoulders forcing her to look at him.
"I was outside." She says. Not wanting him to touch her.
"In the rain? Why were you out there? It's rain for god sakes! You know how dangerous storms here are!"
"I went inside eventually Ron. I came back when it got clear." She's tired she wants nothing more than to put on her warm pajamas and sleep. Sleep and dream of Him. Ron puts his robe of the shivering frame of the one he loves and leads her to the common room. There she takes a warm bath and dresses for bed, missing Him.
*End Flashback*
She gets up and dresses, runs a brush through her silky mane and walks out the door to breakfast.
She arrives late, most people all already there. She feels two pairs of eyes upon her. Both love her and only one has those affections returned. She sits between Ginny and Harry, still feeling one set of eyes on her back. Ron greets her cheerily and leans over the table to kiss her cheek. The Eyes bore into her. She wishes she could stare into them but knows she must keep up her act a little longer. She finishes her breakfast and stands, Ron and The Eyes follow. Ron walks her to class and hugs her goodbye. She wishes it was Him.
They break apart and she walks into the cold dungeon room that is Professor Snape's classroom. She sits in the back, watching her fellow students file in. Her breath catches He has walked in. She prays He will it by her. Nearly cries when he does not. Snape is talking, telling them of potion that is not difficult to make yet deadly when not done properly. She yawns, knowing she will get it right he always does.
Snape puts the instructions on the board and she walks to the Supply closet. She barely touches the first ingredient when she feels a warm hand on hers. She turns her head slightly and immediately her lips are caught in another's. They are warm and familiar and all too soon it ends. He gathers what he needs and is soon gone and alas, she is alone again with her own ingredients.
She finishes her potion and walks out the door to her next class, Astronomy. Ron will be there but so will Harry, Neville and Lavender. Halfway to the Astronomy Tower she is stopped. She turns to see blue eyes looking into hers. Draco cups her face and kisses her. Long and loving not short and sweet this time. His tongue invades her mouth as she wraps her arms around his neck. His hands grasp her waist and pull her closer. He breaks the kiss to trail kisses down her jaw line to her neck and throat. She moans at the touch of his lips caressing her soft skin. She closes her eyes in sheer bliss and forgets everything around them. His lips again capture hers in another delightful kiss. He pulls away too soon and strokes her hair, promising they will continue this when the time is right. She nods sadly and kisses him lightly in the lips. Parting is such sweet sorrow.
She reaches the Tower just in time and sits with Lavender. Ron and Harry are across the room. Ron waves and she smiles. She is happy, He still cares. The class ends as does the rest of the day. She walks with her friends to the library to do homework. She parts from them as she always does to get away from their incessant chatter. The only partially solitary spot in the room is near Him and his friends. She walks over and sits as far away from them as she can. She knows he cannot show his feelings for her when they are around. She buries her head in a book, his eyes upon her delicate frame. It is nearly 9 when she finishes her homework. Most have gone, yet he is still there waiting for her. She closes her books and rubs her tired eyes. She gathers her things and stands, he follows. She slings her bag over a shoulder and turns to him smiling. He smiles back and takes her hand. Together they walk to were they must part for the night. A quick kiss and the sweet sorrow of their parting again ensues.
