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Hermione's POV
A tawny brown old flew through the open window and interrupted our heated snogging session. I hurriedly smoothed my hair and fumbled to open the letter. "What now??" Draco asked roughly. I put up a hand to silence him. "Shush." I said as my eyes scanned the words.
Dear Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger,
I hope this letter does not come at a bad time, but I seem to have a knack for interrupting important, er.. events, should I say? I just wanted to inform you that both of you will be leaving in precisely a week, at 12:00 PM, Saturday afternoon. I trust you to be ready by then for me to greet you. We will be traveling back to Hogwarts by floo powder. I hope you have not become attached to anything in your current lives because you will probably not see them again for a very long time. Also, since this is your last day, I am allowing you to use small magic that DOES NOT AFFECT MUGGLE LIVES. I know what you did during Christmas. That is all, thank you.
-Headmaster Dumbledore
"I know what you did during Christmas." I thought to myself. That sounds like some kind of threat. But if he wanted to watch our business even when we snogged, that was his business. I couldn't help it if he acted like some crazed, demented stalker. Draco read the letter from behind my shoulder.
"So.. we're leaving soon." He said breaking the tense silence.
"Mmhmm.." I murmured staring at the blank TV screen.
"What do you think it'll be like when we get back to Hogwarts?" Draco asked me, idly playing with one of my spiraling locks.
"Well for one thing, the Gryffindors will have heart attacks, the Slytherins will DIE from having heart attacks, the Ravenclaws will analyze the situation and then have a heart attack, and of course, the Hufflepuffs won't notice a thing." I stated calmly.
"Pessismistic, eh?" He asked raising his eyebrows.
"Hey, I'm not the one who asked." I shrugged.
"What do you think Potter and the Weasels will say?"
"Well AFTER the exchange of juvenile name calling, Harry will hex you to death, Ron, being the irrational one, will probably take a knife and try to kill you the muggle way, since he doesn't know the Avada. Ginny will probably survey the whole thing with interest until she gets bored and then ask me how far I went with you."
"And people think I have problems." He shook his head.
I got up and stretched. "Anyways, enough of all this chatting. Let's go see what's in the refrigerator. He looked at me strangely. "But you just ate breakfast!"
I smirked. "Never underestimate the power of pastrami." I flipped my hair and smoothly walked away into the kitchen.
Draco's POV
I flipped through the channels and settled on watching football. Hermione came down and plopped beside me with her giant pastrami sandwich. "We're watching football?" She asked looking horribly bored.
I shrugged. "What do you want to watch?"
"HBO. Let's watch Charlie's Angels." She grinned as she stole the remote control from my hand and switched the channel. I settled back and surveyed the new movie with interest. Hot girls, tight clothes, not bad actuall to tell you the truth. "That Cameron girl really does well in that white bikini." I murmured mostly to myself. Hermione smacked me on the arm. "What?" I asked, bewildered.
"Males." She sighed and turned back to the movie. This film lasted two hours and by the end, I was staring interestedly at the screen, with Hermione losing interest going to surf the 'internet' on her 'computer,' as she said. It's not like I enjoyed the plot, which I didn't understand at all, it was the hot girls who really did peace to my mind. At the end, Hermione came back in and surveyed me. I was staring closely and trying to memorize the curvy shapes of each female's bodies. She shook her head and walked back out. I got up and walked to the kitchen when it was done.
"Liked the movie?" Hermione asked without taking her eyes off the screen.
"Yep." I answered simply. "What are you doing?" There were tiny screens popping up. There were also names, it seemed like. Theboywholived was one, and Crookshankshairball was another.
"It's called instant messaging. You type in words for someone to read at the other side of the Internet connection. Right now, I'm talking to Harry." She explained. I was confused, but didn't bother to go in-depth.
"I'm guessing that Theboywholived is Potter." She nodded. "Then where did you get Crookshankshairball?" I asked.
"It was your idea actually, if you want the credit." She glared mockingly at me. I suddenly remembered calling her that in the beginning of the year on the train.
I laughed. "Yes.. yes, I know. I was an ass back then."
"Back then was not so long ago. It was probably me who changed you for the better." She declared smugly.
I stayed silent and read the messages they were forwarding back and forth.
Hermione's POV
THEBOYWHOLIVED: So.. your coming back in a week.
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: I know! I can't wait to see you and Ron again. (I heard Draco snort, so I elbowed him in the stomach.)
THEBOYWHOLIVED: We miss you.. but I don't know about Draco. No offense, but if you want my opinion, he's a piece of shit. (I shrugged. He had the freedom of his opinion.)
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: You DO know that he's standing right behind me.
THEBOYWHOLIVED: HOLY SHIZNIT! HERMIONE! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE!! DO WANT TO KNOW HOW HARD HE PUSHES WHEN WE PLAY QUIDDITCH???
Draco smirked nastily. Despite the insult, I could tell he enjoyed being feared of.
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: No worries, I'll be sure to tell little Drakey not to touch you.
THEBOYWHOLIVED: LOL, you do that. But I have to go now. There's something going on in the common room and I hope it doesn't involve the twins and their new and patented Arglasive charms..
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: Bye.
I shut off my laptop and turned around to see Draco looking terribly affronted. "What?? Drakey?? Hermione!! I'll be the laughing stock of the entire school!" He cried.
I smiled lightly and patted his cheek as if he was a little child and walked outside into the almost-warm February air. I sat on the cold steps, my favorite place to think and indulged myself into my worries. Hogwarts was a school of witchcraft and wizardry, but it was also a school of prejudices against other houses. I loved Draco, I really did. But would our peers shun us? Would they react as rash as Ron, or as accepting as Harry? It was something that could drive you insane if you tried to think of all the possibilities. Suddenly, I realized how attached I had become to my new friends. Dumbledore was right, I really shouldn't have become so attached, and now I couldn't see them again in a long time. I got up and walked back inside heading towards the telephone to call Anna and Larissa.
Draco's POV
Jeezus Christ, and I thought the wonder trio was bad. Now, three giggling teenage girls were shrieking in laughter now and then, up in Hermione's room. This was totally interrupting the football game.
Hermione's POV
"Soo.. is Evan a good kisser?" Larissa asked casually. I stared at her, abashed.
"Riss!!" I cried.
She shrugged nonchalantly. "I always wondered, after all, he has those GORGEOUS blue eyes." We all collapsed laughing with me, lying on my bed, Anna straddling a chair, and Larissa curled up in my beanbag chair. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. "Come in." I called from my place.
Draco poked his blonde head in. "May I join you?" He asked giving us one of trademark smirks. Anna shrugged. "Your choice." He came in and lay on top of me.
"So.. what are we talking about?" He asked.
"Oh, you know, the usual. Kissing.. Guys.." Anna trailed off.
"Well.. talk!" He said.
"Fine. You want to know who's the BEST kisser in English class?" Larissa asked, giving all of us a wicked smile.
"Travis Kessler." Anna automatically replied. I couldn't help but nod. "I would love to run my hands through those curls.." I continued wistfully.
Draco looked at me. "I would think that straight blonde locks are MUCH better. At least your hands won't get tangled in them and never escape." He cried indignantly. I coughed and pointedly looked at my hair. He looked at my spiraling locks. "Ooh.. right.. forget I said anything."
Anna changed the topic. "So.. what about Johnny Depp?"
"He's sexy."
"HE'S FOURTY!" I shrieked, shocked. We all collapsed laughing except for Draco.
"I honestly can't find the comedy in that." He yawned dramatically.
"Fine. Then what do you want to talk about?" Larissa asked questioningly.
"Pamela Anderson and her implants."
Draco's POV:
"HEY! THAT'S NOT FAIR! YOU'RE THE ONES WHO ASKED ME!" I cried indignantly as they pushed me out of their room. I stomped downstairs and headed towards the living room to telephone Evan and call him over. These girls were infuriating. I needed a male by my side even if he had kissed Hermione, even though it was an accident. I had to give him some credit though, if it weren't for him, Hermione would've still considered me as only a 'friend.'
In fifteen minutes, Evan and I were planning ways to get the girls back. "I think, that we should put on their bras and imitate them." He said.
I shook my head. "It would be funny, but we would damage our pride in the process."
"Point taken."
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me. I smirked evilly. "Listen here.." I continued as I leaned close to him.
Hermione's POV
We got up and stretched and headed downstairs to get a snack when I noticed something was out of place. It was all.. quiet. Where were the cheers of Draco betting on football teams? They seemed to think the same thing, because they stopped at the foot of the stairs. "I sense.. disturbance." There was Larissa again with her strange notion of thinking she had a sixth sense. Suddenly, I noticed a flash of blonde hair disappear under the stairs and a tiny thin rope leading up to the ceiling. If I hadn't seen Draco, I would've never noticed the almost invisible rope. I looked up and saw a bucket of water hanging right above the fifth step. I silently pointed towards it.
"What now?" Anna whispered to us.
"Why don't we jump over the railing on top of Draco and scare the living daylights out of him?" I offered mildly.
Larissa shrugged. "Sure, as long as I don't have to get my new dress wet." We silently agreed on the count of three we would jump.
"AAAAEEEYYYEEEAAAA!!!!!!" We gave unladylike, barbaric war cries as we swung over the top and landed on the two shocked boys. "OOF!" They groaned as we sat on their stomachs.
"Evan?" I asked him from under me.
"Yeah.. it's me. I just wanted to help Draco get back at you guys but if I had known THIS was my fate.." He led out breathlessly. What awkward positions we had acquired. I was splayed out on Evan's stomach and Anna was sitting on Draco's leg, with Larissa right in the middle.
"Gods! What do you people eat???" Draco groaned as Anna slid off his lap. "I'm going to be sore for weeks!"
"Your telling me.." Evan said as he put a hand over his stomach where I had landed.
"Well, WE'RE not the uncivilized ones who planned to drench us with water!" Anna cried out earnestly.
"No, you're the uncivilized banshees who planned to murder us by squashing us to death!" Evan shot back playfully. We laughed. Okay, so maybe only us girls laughed and the rest tried to smile without wincing.
"C'mon, up you go." I helped Draco up, which was a very hard task. And he thought WE were heavy.
Finally, all this was put aside and our friends went back to their warm, cozy homes. I lay on the couch in the arms of Draco. "Jeez, you didn't have to go ambush us like the mafia." Draco said, breaking the peaceful silence. I looked at him pointedly. "Well the only other choice was to get soaked, which was not on our top ten lists to do." I answered back smoothly. He smiled at me.
"Well..?" He asked.
I looked at him in confusion. "Well, what?"
"I'm waiting for an apology."
"YOU should be apologizing to ME for planning to give me hypothermia!" I scoffed back at him.
He shrugged, "Fine." That caught me off guard. He wasn't one to relent so easily. My questions were answered when he pressed his lips on mine sending me into sweet ecstasy. I buried my head into his chest and breathed in his spicy, intoxicating scent. I savored the feeling of being wrapped in his protecting embrace. I finally confirmed it. No matter what happened, even if it was playing tricks on each other or Brittany, nothing could break us apart. Nothing.
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Hermione's POV
A tawny brown old flew through the open window and interrupted our heated snogging session. I hurriedly smoothed my hair and fumbled to open the letter. "What now??" Draco asked roughly. I put up a hand to silence him. "Shush." I said as my eyes scanned the words.
Dear Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger,
I hope this letter does not come at a bad time, but I seem to have a knack for interrupting important, er.. events, should I say? I just wanted to inform you that both of you will be leaving in precisely a week, at 12:00 PM, Saturday afternoon. I trust you to be ready by then for me to greet you. We will be traveling back to Hogwarts by floo powder. I hope you have not become attached to anything in your current lives because you will probably not see them again for a very long time. Also, since this is your last day, I am allowing you to use small magic that DOES NOT AFFECT MUGGLE LIVES. I know what you did during Christmas. That is all, thank you.
-Headmaster Dumbledore
"I know what you did during Christmas." I thought to myself. That sounds like some kind of threat. But if he wanted to watch our business even when we snogged, that was his business. I couldn't help it if he acted like some crazed, demented stalker. Draco read the letter from behind my shoulder.
"So.. we're leaving soon." He said breaking the tense silence.
"Mmhmm.." I murmured staring at the blank TV screen.
"What do you think it'll be like when we get back to Hogwarts?" Draco asked me, idly playing with one of my spiraling locks.
"Well for one thing, the Gryffindors will have heart attacks, the Slytherins will DIE from having heart attacks, the Ravenclaws will analyze the situation and then have a heart attack, and of course, the Hufflepuffs won't notice a thing." I stated calmly.
"Pessismistic, eh?" He asked raising his eyebrows.
"Hey, I'm not the one who asked." I shrugged.
"What do you think Potter and the Weasels will say?"
"Well AFTER the exchange of juvenile name calling, Harry will hex you to death, Ron, being the irrational one, will probably take a knife and try to kill you the muggle way, since he doesn't know the Avada. Ginny will probably survey the whole thing with interest until she gets bored and then ask me how far I went with you."
"And people think I have problems." He shook his head.
I got up and stretched. "Anyways, enough of all this chatting. Let's go see what's in the refrigerator. He looked at me strangely. "But you just ate breakfast!"
I smirked. "Never underestimate the power of pastrami." I flipped my hair and smoothly walked away into the kitchen.
Draco's POV
I flipped through the channels and settled on watching football. Hermione came down and plopped beside me with her giant pastrami sandwich. "We're watching football?" She asked looking horribly bored.
I shrugged. "What do you want to watch?"
"HBO. Let's watch Charlie's Angels." She grinned as she stole the remote control from my hand and switched the channel. I settled back and surveyed the new movie with interest. Hot girls, tight clothes, not bad actuall to tell you the truth. "That Cameron girl really does well in that white bikini." I murmured mostly to myself. Hermione smacked me on the arm. "What?" I asked, bewildered.
"Males." She sighed and turned back to the movie. This film lasted two hours and by the end, I was staring interestedly at the screen, with Hermione losing interest going to surf the 'internet' on her 'computer,' as she said. It's not like I enjoyed the plot, which I didn't understand at all, it was the hot girls who really did peace to my mind. At the end, Hermione came back in and surveyed me. I was staring closely and trying to memorize the curvy shapes of each female's bodies. She shook her head and walked back out. I got up and walked to the kitchen when it was done.
"Liked the movie?" Hermione asked without taking her eyes off the screen.
"Yep." I answered simply. "What are you doing?" There were tiny screens popping up. There were also names, it seemed like. Theboywholived was one, and Crookshankshairball was another.
"It's called instant messaging. You type in words for someone to read at the other side of the Internet connection. Right now, I'm talking to Harry." She explained. I was confused, but didn't bother to go in-depth.
"I'm guessing that Theboywholived is Potter." She nodded. "Then where did you get Crookshankshairball?" I asked.
"It was your idea actually, if you want the credit." She glared mockingly at me. I suddenly remembered calling her that in the beginning of the year on the train.
I laughed. "Yes.. yes, I know. I was an ass back then."
"Back then was not so long ago. It was probably me who changed you for the better." She declared smugly.
I stayed silent and read the messages they were forwarding back and forth.
Hermione's POV
THEBOYWHOLIVED: So.. your coming back in a week.
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: I know! I can't wait to see you and Ron again. (I heard Draco snort, so I elbowed him in the stomach.)
THEBOYWHOLIVED: We miss you.. but I don't know about Draco. No offense, but if you want my opinion, he's a piece of shit. (I shrugged. He had the freedom of his opinion.)
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: You DO know that he's standing right behind me.
THEBOYWHOLIVED: HOLY SHIZNIT! HERMIONE! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE!! DO WANT TO KNOW HOW HARD HE PUSHES WHEN WE PLAY QUIDDITCH???
Draco smirked nastily. Despite the insult, I could tell he enjoyed being feared of.
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: No worries, I'll be sure to tell little Drakey not to touch you.
THEBOYWHOLIVED: LOL, you do that. But I have to go now. There's something going on in the common room and I hope it doesn't involve the twins and their new and patented Arglasive charms..
CROOKSHANKSHAIRBALL: Bye.
I shut off my laptop and turned around to see Draco looking terribly affronted. "What?? Drakey?? Hermione!! I'll be the laughing stock of the entire school!" He cried.
I smiled lightly and patted his cheek as if he was a little child and walked outside into the almost-warm February air. I sat on the cold steps, my favorite place to think and indulged myself into my worries. Hogwarts was a school of witchcraft and wizardry, but it was also a school of prejudices against other houses. I loved Draco, I really did. But would our peers shun us? Would they react as rash as Ron, or as accepting as Harry? It was something that could drive you insane if you tried to think of all the possibilities. Suddenly, I realized how attached I had become to my new friends. Dumbledore was right, I really shouldn't have become so attached, and now I couldn't see them again in a long time. I got up and walked back inside heading towards the telephone to call Anna and Larissa.
Draco's POV
Jeezus Christ, and I thought the wonder trio was bad. Now, three giggling teenage girls were shrieking in laughter now and then, up in Hermione's room. This was totally interrupting the football game.
Hermione's POV
"Soo.. is Evan a good kisser?" Larissa asked casually. I stared at her, abashed.
"Riss!!" I cried.
She shrugged nonchalantly. "I always wondered, after all, he has those GORGEOUS blue eyes." We all collapsed laughing with me, lying on my bed, Anna straddling a chair, and Larissa curled up in my beanbag chair. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. "Come in." I called from my place.
Draco poked his blonde head in. "May I join you?" He asked giving us one of trademark smirks. Anna shrugged. "Your choice." He came in and lay on top of me.
"So.. what are we talking about?" He asked.
"Oh, you know, the usual. Kissing.. Guys.." Anna trailed off.
"Well.. talk!" He said.
"Fine. You want to know who's the BEST kisser in English class?" Larissa asked, giving all of us a wicked smile.
"Travis Kessler." Anna automatically replied. I couldn't help but nod. "I would love to run my hands through those curls.." I continued wistfully.
Draco looked at me. "I would think that straight blonde locks are MUCH better. At least your hands won't get tangled in them and never escape." He cried indignantly. I coughed and pointedly looked at my hair. He looked at my spiraling locks. "Ooh.. right.. forget I said anything."
Anna changed the topic. "So.. what about Johnny Depp?"
"He's sexy."
"HE'S FOURTY!" I shrieked, shocked. We all collapsed laughing except for Draco.
"I honestly can't find the comedy in that." He yawned dramatically.
"Fine. Then what do you want to talk about?" Larissa asked questioningly.
"Pamela Anderson and her implants."
Draco's POV:
"HEY! THAT'S NOT FAIR! YOU'RE THE ONES WHO ASKED ME!" I cried indignantly as they pushed me out of their room. I stomped downstairs and headed towards the living room to telephone Evan and call him over. These girls were infuriating. I needed a male by my side even if he had kissed Hermione, even though it was an accident. I had to give him some credit though, if it weren't for him, Hermione would've still considered me as only a 'friend.'
In fifteen minutes, Evan and I were planning ways to get the girls back. "I think, that we should put on their bras and imitate them." He said.
I shook my head. "It would be funny, but we would damage our pride in the process."
"Point taken."
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me. I smirked evilly. "Listen here.." I continued as I leaned close to him.
Hermione's POV
We got up and stretched and headed downstairs to get a snack when I noticed something was out of place. It was all.. quiet. Where were the cheers of Draco betting on football teams? They seemed to think the same thing, because they stopped at the foot of the stairs. "I sense.. disturbance." There was Larissa again with her strange notion of thinking she had a sixth sense. Suddenly, I noticed a flash of blonde hair disappear under the stairs and a tiny thin rope leading up to the ceiling. If I hadn't seen Draco, I would've never noticed the almost invisible rope. I looked up and saw a bucket of water hanging right above the fifth step. I silently pointed towards it.
"What now?" Anna whispered to us.
"Why don't we jump over the railing on top of Draco and scare the living daylights out of him?" I offered mildly.
Larissa shrugged. "Sure, as long as I don't have to get my new dress wet." We silently agreed on the count of three we would jump.
"AAAAEEEYYYEEEAAAA!!!!!!" We gave unladylike, barbaric war cries as we swung over the top and landed on the two shocked boys. "OOF!" They groaned as we sat on their stomachs.
"Evan?" I asked him from under me.
"Yeah.. it's me. I just wanted to help Draco get back at you guys but if I had known THIS was my fate.." He led out breathlessly. What awkward positions we had acquired. I was splayed out on Evan's stomach and Anna was sitting on Draco's leg, with Larissa right in the middle.
"Gods! What do you people eat???" Draco groaned as Anna slid off his lap. "I'm going to be sore for weeks!"
"Your telling me.." Evan said as he put a hand over his stomach where I had landed.
"Well, WE'RE not the uncivilized ones who planned to drench us with water!" Anna cried out earnestly.
"No, you're the uncivilized banshees who planned to murder us by squashing us to death!" Evan shot back playfully. We laughed. Okay, so maybe only us girls laughed and the rest tried to smile without wincing.
"C'mon, up you go." I helped Draco up, which was a very hard task. And he thought WE were heavy.
Finally, all this was put aside and our friends went back to their warm, cozy homes. I lay on the couch in the arms of Draco. "Jeez, you didn't have to go ambush us like the mafia." Draco said, breaking the peaceful silence. I looked at him pointedly. "Well the only other choice was to get soaked, which was not on our top ten lists to do." I answered back smoothly. He smiled at me.
"Well..?" He asked.
I looked at him in confusion. "Well, what?"
"I'm waiting for an apology."
"YOU should be apologizing to ME for planning to give me hypothermia!" I scoffed back at him.
He shrugged, "Fine." That caught me off guard. He wasn't one to relent so easily. My questions were answered when he pressed his lips on mine sending me into sweet ecstasy. I buried my head into his chest and breathed in his spicy, intoxicating scent. I savored the feeling of being wrapped in his protecting embrace. I finally confirmed it. No matter what happened, even if it was playing tricks on each other or Brittany, nothing could break us apart. Nothing.
A/N: *Smacks Self* BAD STEPHANIE! Lol, I'm horrible, I took so long to update! Yes.. yes I know that this chapter was uneventful put I had to put SOMETHING to fill in the gap before the next one. Anyways, review please with CHOCOLATE SPRINKLES!! Lol..