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I want to apologize for the long delay in the previous chapter because my computer had a virus.. SUCKS! Lol, anyways.. I want to thank all my reviewers for all these compliments because now people are saying I'm being way too conceited. (Or should I hate you?) Lol.. Enough of this and let's get on with the story!
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Hermione's POV
"As you can see, that I'm right, aren't I?" Anna said in more like a statement than a question. I sighed reluctantly and nodded. I had to admit, that this whole taking a stroll in the middle of the night WAS fun, if you wanted to put it lightly. Surprisingly, it was a warm night; with a slightly cold chill passing through now and then. I felt rebellious. Proud of myself that I had come out of my bookworm shell. I skipped ahead to Larissa and Evan and hooked my arms with theirs. "I take it that you finally changed your mind about this?" Evan asked with a raised eyebrow at my excited smile. I laughed and continued on.
"Love is a fine thing. Find out if it plays a part in your future. Let Madame Valisessa read you palm for only five dollars per person, fifteen dollars for a group of five or more. Open twenty-four hours." Larissa chimed as her eyes scanned the rotting wood sign that hung crookedly across a circular, red entrance. I heard Anna sigh loudly and say, "No Larissa! Not another one! Your practically obsessed with these fortune tellers, already!" She argued, already knowing what Larissa was about to say.
"But, Annaa.." She whined.
"You know, they're only anorexic old ladies who dress themselves in cheap gauzy fabric and wear oversized glasses."
Wow, I was impressed. She managed to describe Trelawney perfectly.
"Evan?" She asked hopefully, turning her begging eyes to our soft old friend.
He looked torn for a second, and then turned to Anna. "Anna?" He asked suggestively. She gave him a look.
"Oh c'mon, I can't help it. You know how I mold like cookie dough." He defended himself. I giggled lightly at his descriptions. Draco, in the back, scowled at all the attention I was paying Evan.
Anna rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in obvious defeat. "Fine, let's go in. But I'm not paying."
"I will!" The voice came from Larissa.
We stepped inside, and at once, the moldy stench of aging wooden furniture hit me. The enclosed quarters were dimly lit with huge fat black candles. "She's going to burn this place down one day." Anna whispered to me. I smiled humorously. The tiny bell on top of the door tinkled as we closed it. "Welcome!" A deep voice said, much like a male's. My eyebrows nearly hit my hairline as I glanced at the owner of the voice. She looked exactly like how Anna described her. Creepy.
After all the payments and introductions were done, Larissa was the first one to sit down to get her fortune read. Madame Valisessa bent over her palm as if the future was held in the palm of her hand. Which she believed it was, obviously. I idly played with a lock of my hair as the 'Madame' made "hmm.." sounds. Draco tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up. "Yes?" I asked quietly, not wanting to interrupt the Madame's rhythmic humming.
"How fake do you think she is?" He asked grinning, ever so devilishly. And sexy. Oh how very, very sexy. I mentally smacked myself as I let my mind wander. I unconsciously rubbed my cheek. "As fake as Trelawney." I responded instantly. He laughed quietly. Suddenly, the fortuneteller interrupted our nice chat. "Next." She stated calmly. Anna pushed Evan up and out of his seat. "This is what you get for agreeing with the ditz." He made a face at her but grudgingly got up and plopped down across from the fortuneteller. Larissa pushed her playfully to the side for calling her a ditz, but I could tell that they were just playing around.
I caught pieces of his fortune being told. It was something about seeing a long life with a wife and about twenty kids to look forward to. I shook my head at the fortuneteller's eccentric, outlandish ways. He was scowling when he got back to his seat. I leaned over and whispered, "Use birth control. It helps." He laughed; we were all in a good mood despite Larissa's urging to get our palm's read.
I was pushed up next. I sat down in the plush armchair with burnt marks, probably from cigarette butts. I stuck out my palm, and hoped to get this over with soon. "Ahh.." She said knowingly. I rolled my eyes. She probably didn't know anything. A high school dropout, she probably was. "I see.. I see.." If she went to school, she probably would've learned proper speech, also instead of stuttering like that. "I see a blonde person in your future." She traced the lines on my palm. All this was doing was tickling my hand.
"Along with this mysterious blonde person, I see.. I see.. Attraction." She replied smoothly. Oh no, ya think? "And.. And.." She gasped, and dramatically laid an arm across her forehead. "Oh no.. I'm growing weaker.. My senses.. Fogging up.." Hey, at least she wasn't a bad actor. "I'm very sorry m'dear, but it seems like my vision has been blurred by unknown forces. I hope you have a nice day." She ended abruptly, and ushered me back out.
Anna and Draco came and went. They seemed to appear with the same faces as Evan and I had come out with. We finally exited into the cool night air. "So.. What were your fortunes?" Anna asked us casually.
"It seems like I am either going to become attracted to Draco once again.." Draco looked up interestedly. "Or.. I will turn into a homosexual and fall in love with Larissa." This time Larissa looked up interestedly.
"You think YOURS is bad, SHE seems to think that in the future, I won't be able to stop shagging." Evan added sourly.
"I'm going to become a prostitute when I grow up." Anna contributed. I looked up briefly. "Well, she SAID that my occupation would concern naked men and thongs." She put her head in her hands in embarrassment.
"That's not as bad as mine. Can you believe it? She said that I should never buy a farm or else I'll get nightmares of purple dinosaurs." Draco told us rolling his eyes. "Crazy old coot." How familiar was that saying?
"Well I can see why all of you are all complaining." Larissa finally replied snootily. "You don't believe in the natural AURA of your physical and mental state of mind." She said. "I do, and I got a GOOD fortune. I'm going to get into Oxford." She smiled triumphantly at us.
Anna frowned at her. "But you didn't even APPLY to Oxford."
She shrugged and dismissed the obstacle with a wave of her hand. Evan hurriedly changed the subject. "Let's go somewhere else. How about the tea shop right around the corner?" He suggested.
We nodded and were off walking under bright lights that were shaded by tall branching trees. Finally, we were settled and almost lulled to sleep by the warm drinks and incense of tea bags, but were shaken awake by a honking car. I had no idea that still cars ran at three thirty in the morning. "I think its time for us to go." I said glancing at my pastel pink watch, as our cups were cleared. They all seemed to agree, so we trudged up to the nearest bus stop and waited patiently for the next bus to come.
At last, we were home and tiptoed quietly up the stairs. Anna's mom didn't wake at all to check on us. How ignorant could you get? We snuggled into our sleeping bag covers and drifted off into a comforting lazy sleep. Little did I know that Draco had put his hand on my curls and whispered, "Goodnight."
The Next Morning
We woke up at one o'clock in the afternoon. I had never slept that late in my life and I was freaking out. "Oh my god! What if this affects my sleeping schedule? It might alter my whole studying period and make me sleepy in the morning!!" To put in a simpler light, I was a nervous wreck. All they did was laugh at me as we sat on the dining room table. We were in no danger of being overheard by Anna's mom because she was at the grocery store buying some eggs.
"Relax, Hermione. It's called letting loose once in a while." Larissa said smiling kindly at me. I sighed and picked at my waffles, but let it go. I would let it go, ONCE.
We went home after that. I gave Anna and Larissa a hug and kiss on the cheek, goodbye. And, of course, who could forget my other best friend Evan? But when I started to give him a kiss, he accidentally turned his head, and all of a sudden we were kissing right smack in the middle in Anna's living room, with astonished eyes staring at us. It was a nice kiss, although with no feeling from either of us. I quickly broke apart, blushing a deep crimson. "I-I'm so, so sorry! It was pure accidental! I didn't mean for THAT to happen!" I explained as he laughed, being a good sport about it.
"No problem, it never happened." How fortunate was I to have such a kind and forgiving friend? I smiled gratefully at him and gave him a hug, with my face still tinged a shade of pink. I waved goodbye to them and got into the car, with Draco in the driver's seat. I was so wrapped up in my embarrassed thoughts that I didn't even notice that he was turning a shade of white anger and jealousy. It was until we got into the house did I see that we had not spoken the entire ride, and that he nearly broke the front door of it's hinges when he slammed it closed. "What the bloody hell is eating you??" I asked, eyes wide.
He glared almost hatefully at me. "You.. Kissed.. HIM." I could sense that green jealousy bubbling madly inside of him.
I folded my arms exasperatedly. "It was an ACCIDENT. And why do you care in the first place??" I asked, emphasizing the point.
"WHY DO I CARE??? BECAUSE IT'S THE WAY THE WORLD TURNS!!" He exploded. I had no idea where he got that.
"What are you talking about???" I shrieked.
He put his head in his hands and shook his head. What was going on with that boy?
"That kiss with Brittany was an accident and look where it led to." He answered.
"What??" What kind of sense was he mumbling about?? He was contradicting himself, and I couldn't piece his sentences into one idea.
"Hermione! Don't you understand??? I've been trying to tell you for the past two months!!" He cried, anguished.
"What is going on with you?!?!?" I yelled, very frustrated.
"YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT GOING ON WITH ME???! YOU WANT TO KNOW??!! FINE! I AM STILL VERY MUCH MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!!!! GODDAMIT, DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND??!! I AM OBSSESSED WITH YOU, DAY AND NIGHT!!!!" Okay.. so that took me a bit by surprise. Understatement, that nearly blew me out of the water.
He lowered his tone and sat down next to me on the couch. He ran a hand roughly through his hair. "Hermione.. I love you!! I fuckin love you!! I can bet that this obsession is definitely not healthy. Do you not understand??? I want you back in my life!!!" Despite his vulgar words, I could tell he was being very sincere. By now, his face was so close to mine, I could make out his eyelashes and freckles. I nearly collapsed laughing. Draco had FRECKLES???
I squashed the thought for a moment. "Draco.." I whispered pleadingly. "We're over with! We established that two months ago! You have to accept it!" I couldn't get my eyes to meet his.
"I can't accept it.. I just can't." This time he leaned into my ear and whispered that thought so close, that I could feel his lips lightly brush my ear. I shivered unconsciously. It was impossible to escape because for some reason, we had acquired the awkward position of me, in-between him and the wall, and Draco leaning over me like some crazed murderer.
And it was like a perfect fairy tale kiss except that there were no glass slippers or puffy, sparkling dresses. It was passionate and hungry with desire, and yet it was soft and loving. To sum it all up, it was perfect. I ran my fingers through his light blonde hair. I could feel his grasp around my waist get tighter, and his arms touch the bare skin of my waist because of my stubborn shirt that kept inching up. The kiss intensified and he dragged me down with him on top of the couch.
He wasn't allowed to beguile me like that, but I let it slide this time. Only because I was enjoying it.
A/N: Review please with a cherry on top.
I want to apologize for the long delay in the previous chapter because my computer had a virus.. SUCKS! Lol, anyways.. I want to thank all my reviewers for all these compliments because now people are saying I'm being way too conceited. (Or should I hate you?) Lol.. Enough of this and let's get on with the story!
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Hermione's POV
"As you can see, that I'm right, aren't I?" Anna said in more like a statement than a question. I sighed reluctantly and nodded. I had to admit, that this whole taking a stroll in the middle of the night WAS fun, if you wanted to put it lightly. Surprisingly, it was a warm night; with a slightly cold chill passing through now and then. I felt rebellious. Proud of myself that I had come out of my bookworm shell. I skipped ahead to Larissa and Evan and hooked my arms with theirs. "I take it that you finally changed your mind about this?" Evan asked with a raised eyebrow at my excited smile. I laughed and continued on.
"Love is a fine thing. Find out if it plays a part in your future. Let Madame Valisessa read you palm for only five dollars per person, fifteen dollars for a group of five or more. Open twenty-four hours." Larissa chimed as her eyes scanned the rotting wood sign that hung crookedly across a circular, red entrance. I heard Anna sigh loudly and say, "No Larissa! Not another one! Your practically obsessed with these fortune tellers, already!" She argued, already knowing what Larissa was about to say.
"But, Annaa.." She whined.
"You know, they're only anorexic old ladies who dress themselves in cheap gauzy fabric and wear oversized glasses."
Wow, I was impressed. She managed to describe Trelawney perfectly.
"Evan?" She asked hopefully, turning her begging eyes to our soft old friend.
He looked torn for a second, and then turned to Anna. "Anna?" He asked suggestively. She gave him a look.
"Oh c'mon, I can't help it. You know how I mold like cookie dough." He defended himself. I giggled lightly at his descriptions. Draco, in the back, scowled at all the attention I was paying Evan.
Anna rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in obvious defeat. "Fine, let's go in. But I'm not paying."
"I will!" The voice came from Larissa.
We stepped inside, and at once, the moldy stench of aging wooden furniture hit me. The enclosed quarters were dimly lit with huge fat black candles. "She's going to burn this place down one day." Anna whispered to me. I smiled humorously. The tiny bell on top of the door tinkled as we closed it. "Welcome!" A deep voice said, much like a male's. My eyebrows nearly hit my hairline as I glanced at the owner of the voice. She looked exactly like how Anna described her. Creepy.
After all the payments and introductions were done, Larissa was the first one to sit down to get her fortune read. Madame Valisessa bent over her palm as if the future was held in the palm of her hand. Which she believed it was, obviously. I idly played with a lock of my hair as the 'Madame' made "hmm.." sounds. Draco tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up. "Yes?" I asked quietly, not wanting to interrupt the Madame's rhythmic humming.
"How fake do you think she is?" He asked grinning, ever so devilishly. And sexy. Oh how very, very sexy. I mentally smacked myself as I let my mind wander. I unconsciously rubbed my cheek. "As fake as Trelawney." I responded instantly. He laughed quietly. Suddenly, the fortuneteller interrupted our nice chat. "Next." She stated calmly. Anna pushed Evan up and out of his seat. "This is what you get for agreeing with the ditz." He made a face at her but grudgingly got up and plopped down across from the fortuneteller. Larissa pushed her playfully to the side for calling her a ditz, but I could tell that they were just playing around.
I caught pieces of his fortune being told. It was something about seeing a long life with a wife and about twenty kids to look forward to. I shook my head at the fortuneteller's eccentric, outlandish ways. He was scowling when he got back to his seat. I leaned over and whispered, "Use birth control. It helps." He laughed; we were all in a good mood despite Larissa's urging to get our palm's read.
I was pushed up next. I sat down in the plush armchair with burnt marks, probably from cigarette butts. I stuck out my palm, and hoped to get this over with soon. "Ahh.." She said knowingly. I rolled my eyes. She probably didn't know anything. A high school dropout, she probably was. "I see.. I see.." If she went to school, she probably would've learned proper speech, also instead of stuttering like that. "I see a blonde person in your future." She traced the lines on my palm. All this was doing was tickling my hand.
"Along with this mysterious blonde person, I see.. I see.. Attraction." She replied smoothly. Oh no, ya think? "And.. And.." She gasped, and dramatically laid an arm across her forehead. "Oh no.. I'm growing weaker.. My senses.. Fogging up.." Hey, at least she wasn't a bad actor. "I'm very sorry m'dear, but it seems like my vision has been blurred by unknown forces. I hope you have a nice day." She ended abruptly, and ushered me back out.
Anna and Draco came and went. They seemed to appear with the same faces as Evan and I had come out with. We finally exited into the cool night air. "So.. What were your fortunes?" Anna asked us casually.
"It seems like I am either going to become attracted to Draco once again.." Draco looked up interestedly. "Or.. I will turn into a homosexual and fall in love with Larissa." This time Larissa looked up interestedly.
"You think YOURS is bad, SHE seems to think that in the future, I won't be able to stop shagging." Evan added sourly.
"I'm going to become a prostitute when I grow up." Anna contributed. I looked up briefly. "Well, she SAID that my occupation would concern naked men and thongs." She put her head in her hands in embarrassment.
"That's not as bad as mine. Can you believe it? She said that I should never buy a farm or else I'll get nightmares of purple dinosaurs." Draco told us rolling his eyes. "Crazy old coot." How familiar was that saying?
"Well I can see why all of you are all complaining." Larissa finally replied snootily. "You don't believe in the natural AURA of your physical and mental state of mind." She said. "I do, and I got a GOOD fortune. I'm going to get into Oxford." She smiled triumphantly at us.
Anna frowned at her. "But you didn't even APPLY to Oxford."
She shrugged and dismissed the obstacle with a wave of her hand. Evan hurriedly changed the subject. "Let's go somewhere else. How about the tea shop right around the corner?" He suggested.
We nodded and were off walking under bright lights that were shaded by tall branching trees. Finally, we were settled and almost lulled to sleep by the warm drinks and incense of tea bags, but were shaken awake by a honking car. I had no idea that still cars ran at three thirty in the morning. "I think its time for us to go." I said glancing at my pastel pink watch, as our cups were cleared. They all seemed to agree, so we trudged up to the nearest bus stop and waited patiently for the next bus to come.
At last, we were home and tiptoed quietly up the stairs. Anna's mom didn't wake at all to check on us. How ignorant could you get? We snuggled into our sleeping bag covers and drifted off into a comforting lazy sleep. Little did I know that Draco had put his hand on my curls and whispered, "Goodnight."
The Next Morning
We woke up at one o'clock in the afternoon. I had never slept that late in my life and I was freaking out. "Oh my god! What if this affects my sleeping schedule? It might alter my whole studying period and make me sleepy in the morning!!" To put in a simpler light, I was a nervous wreck. All they did was laugh at me as we sat on the dining room table. We were in no danger of being overheard by Anna's mom because she was at the grocery store buying some eggs.
"Relax, Hermione. It's called letting loose once in a while." Larissa said smiling kindly at me. I sighed and picked at my waffles, but let it go. I would let it go, ONCE.
We went home after that. I gave Anna and Larissa a hug and kiss on the cheek, goodbye. And, of course, who could forget my other best friend Evan? But when I started to give him a kiss, he accidentally turned his head, and all of a sudden we were kissing right smack in the middle in Anna's living room, with astonished eyes staring at us. It was a nice kiss, although with no feeling from either of us. I quickly broke apart, blushing a deep crimson. "I-I'm so, so sorry! It was pure accidental! I didn't mean for THAT to happen!" I explained as he laughed, being a good sport about it.
"No problem, it never happened." How fortunate was I to have such a kind and forgiving friend? I smiled gratefully at him and gave him a hug, with my face still tinged a shade of pink. I waved goodbye to them and got into the car, with Draco in the driver's seat. I was so wrapped up in my embarrassed thoughts that I didn't even notice that he was turning a shade of white anger and jealousy. It was until we got into the house did I see that we had not spoken the entire ride, and that he nearly broke the front door of it's hinges when he slammed it closed. "What the bloody hell is eating you??" I asked, eyes wide.
He glared almost hatefully at me. "You.. Kissed.. HIM." I could sense that green jealousy bubbling madly inside of him.
I folded my arms exasperatedly. "It was an ACCIDENT. And why do you care in the first place??" I asked, emphasizing the point.
"WHY DO I CARE??? BECAUSE IT'S THE WAY THE WORLD TURNS!!" He exploded. I had no idea where he got that.
"What are you talking about???" I shrieked.
He put his head in his hands and shook his head. What was going on with that boy?
"That kiss with Brittany was an accident and look where it led to." He answered.
"What??" What kind of sense was he mumbling about?? He was contradicting himself, and I couldn't piece his sentences into one idea.
"Hermione! Don't you understand??? I've been trying to tell you for the past two months!!" He cried, anguished.
"What is going on with you?!?!?" I yelled, very frustrated.
"YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT GOING ON WITH ME???! YOU WANT TO KNOW??!! FINE! I AM STILL VERY MUCH MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!!!! GODDAMIT, DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND??!! I AM OBSSESSED WITH YOU, DAY AND NIGHT!!!!" Okay.. so that took me a bit by surprise. Understatement, that nearly blew me out of the water.
He lowered his tone and sat down next to me on the couch. He ran a hand roughly through his hair. "Hermione.. I love you!! I fuckin love you!! I can bet that this obsession is definitely not healthy. Do you not understand??? I want you back in my life!!!" Despite his vulgar words, I could tell he was being very sincere. By now, his face was so close to mine, I could make out his eyelashes and freckles. I nearly collapsed laughing. Draco had FRECKLES???
I squashed the thought for a moment. "Draco.." I whispered pleadingly. "We're over with! We established that two months ago! You have to accept it!" I couldn't get my eyes to meet his.
"I can't accept it.. I just can't." This time he leaned into my ear and whispered that thought so close, that I could feel his lips lightly brush my ear. I shivered unconsciously. It was impossible to escape because for some reason, we had acquired the awkward position of me, in-between him and the wall, and Draco leaning over me like some crazed murderer.
And it was like a perfect fairy tale kiss except that there were no glass slippers or puffy, sparkling dresses. It was passionate and hungry with desire, and yet it was soft and loving. To sum it all up, it was perfect. I ran my fingers through his light blonde hair. I could feel his grasp around my waist get tighter, and his arms touch the bare skin of my waist because of my stubborn shirt that kept inching up. The kiss intensified and he dragged me down with him on top of the couch.
He wasn't allowed to beguile me like that, but I let it slide this time. Only because I was enjoying it.
A/N: Review please with a cherry on top.