Ch.10 "Mild Mannered Enemies"
The day was going better than Hermione had expected it to go, she found her Transfigurations test easier than she thought it would be, all her grades were higher than average, she was in a great mood and most of all, Draco Malfoy loved her. For the first time, she felt loved; another person, not as a friend, but . . . as something more, loved her. And she loved him back. And her love for Draco was very strong, so strong indeed that it consumed her whole body and she knew deep down in her heart that he loved her the same way.
At lunch, Hermione sat with her three best friends, Harry, Ron, and Ginny. They chatted about random things, Harry and Ron somehow always brought the subject back to either girls, or quidditch. From what Ginny and Hermione could gather from Harry and Ron's ramblings, they both had their eye on a certain Hufflepuff with 'watermelons, and a killer arse' as Ron put it. Ginny and Hermione just looked at each other with a mix of confusion and disgust at the remark. However, Harry just high fived Ron and nodded in agreement, grinning ear to ear. Men Hermione thought such pervs.
"You know" Ginny whispered to Hermione "I have no problem with you and Malfoy, and I know that the boys are trying to deal with it . . . why don't they just all try to be friends?"
"Are you kidding?" Hermione whispered back "Ron and Harry would never go for that"
"I know but, it would make things a lot easier"
"True" Hermione said
"What is?" asked Harry.
"That you two need to make nice with Malfoy" Ginny sighed.
"No" Ron said firmly "I'm not going to talk to . . . him"
"Ron, just listen" Hermione cut in "it would make everything so much easier, I can't bare the fact of you two being mortal enemies with my beau"
"Hermione honestly! Would you listen to yourself," Harry said calmly but firmly ((?)) "This is Malfoy we are talking about . . ."
"Harry we already discussed this, remember?" Hermione sighed, leaned her elbows on the table, and cupped her head in her hands.
"Yes I do, I'm just saying, you know as well as anyone who goes to this school that you will never get me and Ron to get along with Malfoy"
"No" Hermione said quietly and got up from the table "but I can try" and with that she walked away to her dorm.
Ginny sighed and looked at her brother and his best friend, shaking her head.
"What now?" Ron asked annoyed.
"Will you two just get over yourselves? Honestly! You do not have to be big men all the time with big egos and . . . you both are so conceited! Just give it a try please! For Hermione" she replied impatiently and walked away up to Gryffindor tower.
Ron looked at Harry, Harry looked at Ron. Ron looked down at his half-eaten lunch, pondered for a minute then looked at Harry again, who was looking at the floor.
"What do you say?" Ron asked.
"I say, even though Hermione is our best friend, and we do hate this prat and want to kill that bastard, Ginny was right"
"Yea . . ." Ron sighed. He paused and looked at Harry confused "Am I conceded?" he asked
"Ron, I have no idea, I don't even know what the bloody word means" Harry sighed "but I can tell you this, it's probably not a compliment"
"Damn" Ron said in a quick whisper "Oh well" he continued simply
~*~*~
"Please Draco!"
"No"
"Please!"
"No Hermione!"
"Why?"
"Because"
"Because why?"
"Hermione! Just . . . get off it please"
"No, why wont you?"
"Because it goes against everything I . . . believe in" Draco said quickly and tore his eyes away from the puppy face Hermione was making.
"You won't do it for me?" Hermione asked in a baby voice.
Draco sighed "all right, but if they start acting like assholes, I'm out of there!"
"I knew you would understand!" Hermione said excitedly and kissed Draco softly on the cheek.
"Yea, yea, yea" Draco trailed off "so what's in it for me?"
"If all goes well, and you're a polite, good boy, you will see," Hermione whispered into his ear.
~*~*~
It was Hogsmead weekend, Hermione and Draco were going together and Ron and Harry were going alone, again, they were not too much into the whole date- to-Hogsmead thing anymore. Hook-ups were just fine for them. Ginny was going to tag along with Harry and Ron, well actually truth be told, Ron, and even Harry were getting more protective over her, and didn't want Ginny running about with her little friends to go meet up with a group of guys they didn't know. So overall, Ginny was more . . . forced, into going with the two boys than anything.
Hermione made arrangements so that she and Draco could meet up with Harry, Ron and Ginny at The Three Broomsticks, there, Hermione hoped that they could at least try, or even pretend to get along. She really didn't like the conflict around her, it was very nerve-racking.
The day at Hogsmead was going great so far, Draco and Hermione walked through the streets holding hands and talking about things like stuff they normally did over the summer and their families and occasionally, what they wanted to do for a living after Hogwarts. It was almost time to meet up with Ron, Ginny and Harry, and Hermione wanted to get to The Three Broomsticks early, so that they could at least get a table or something.
"Where are they? They are at least . . . five minutes late" Draco huffed and leaned back in his chair.
"Love, be patient, you know neither Harry nor Ron is ever on time" Hermione sighed and gently pushed back a lock of Draco's hair that was covering his eye.
"Yea, but that Virginia Weasley isn't ever late, is she?"
"Are you kidding?" Hermione laughed, "Ginny is always late, between the three of them, I really don't know who is worse"
Five minutes passed before Harry, Ron, and Ginny came in and sat down out of breath.
"What is the matter with you?" Hermione asked the three
"We ran . . . all . . . the way . . . here" Ginny panted and took a sip of Hermione's butterbeer.
"Potter . . . Weasley" Draco nodded to the two boys.
"Malfoy" they replied at the same time.
"And . . . Ginny, is it? that's what I heard Hermione call you"
"Yea, Ginny" Ginny replied and nodded.
"Funny, I thought it was . . . Virginia" Draco smirked.
"Its called a nick name Malfoy" Ron said sternly "you should know . . . Ferret Boy"
"Weasley! I thought I told you time and time again, don't call me that!" Draco fumed. Hermione grabbed his hand under the table and squeezed it. Draco relaxed and slouched back in his seat.
"What are you going to do about it Malfoy?" Harry retorted.
"Honestly!" Hermione said looking at the three boys sternly. Harry, Ron, and Draco felt as if they were about an inch tall as Hermione scolded them. "I can't believe you three! Can't you get along for five seconds? This is retarded! You are acting like . . . like, three year olds! I thought we could have a nice, quiet lunch and everyone could at least pretend to get along and be nice but, I guess I was asking for a bit too much."
"Sorry" they all mumbled to Hermione.
"Now" Hermione sighed, "can we please have a civilized conversation?"
There was a long awkward silence. Draco was drumming his fingers on the table, Harry became very interested in the floor, and Ron just sat back in his seat crossed-arms over his chest, staring at Hermione and Draco.
"Okay" Ginny said loudly "This is ridiculous!" she could not bare the awkwardness any longer "Harry, umm. . . longest relationship?"
"What?" Harry asked
"How long was your longest relationship, or shall I say, how short?"
"I don't know . . . umm . . . lets say, three weeks" Harry sighed.
"Ron?" Hermione asked "What about you?"
"Three and a half" he said blankly.
"That's not possible" Draco sighed and shook his head "there are seven days in a week"
"Yea" Ron said "I dumped her in the middle of a Wednesday"
Draco rolled his eyes "How about you Ginny?"
"Longest was . . . six months"
"Six months?!" Ron exclaimed "With whom? When? Why didn't I know?"
"Give her a rest Ron" Hermione said "she is sixteen"
"If you must know, it was with Dean . . . . last year" she sighed "best six months of my life"
Draco laughed; he was then only one who got it, the others just sat in confusion.
"What is so funny?" Harry asked
"Nothing" Draco said, trying not to laugh. He became very interested in the ceiling and pressed his lips together to try and contain himself "it's just that you three are the only ones who didn't realize"
"Realize what?" Ron asked Ginny.
"I don't know" Ginny said innocently and smiled.
"Good lord" Hermione gasped. She got it.
Harry and Ron sat in confusion, then all of a sudden, Ron's head snapped up and he looked at Ginny.
"Virginia!" he said sternly. Ginny slouched down in her chair, she knew she was in trouble, Ron never called her that.
"Yes . . . Ronny?" she asked.
"You never told me" he said "why?"
"Relax Weasley, she didn't tell you because you are a guy and her brother no doubt. It's like telling your mother what you are really up to around Hogwarts" Draco said off handedly.
"Sorry Ginny" Ron said quietly.
"So Potter tell me" Draco began "I heard a rumor that you have yet a new love interest . . . care to share"
"No" Harry stated quickly.
"Draco, don't get into it" Hermione sighed.
"Yea" Ginny said, "All me and Hermione know is that she has 'watermelons and a killer arse' as Ron put it"
"Not her" Harry said quietly. "someone else"
"I'll find out Potter, you know I will" Draco said quietly "even though I have a pretty good idea" he finished and looked across the table to Ginny. Harry shook his head no. "Sure" Draco trailed off.
"Okay Malfoy, longest relationship?" Ron cut in.
"Never had on until now." he said simply. Hermione smiled at Draco and grabbed his hand again under the table and gently squeezed it "and I love my girlfriend" he smiled.
"If you really meant that with all your heart Draco" Ron began "you better not hurt her"
Hermione smiled at Ron. He called him Draco, for that first time. It worked.
"Yea" Harry agreed "Don't say it if you don't mean it"
"I mean it," Draco said.
Hermione hugged Draco tightly and whispered. "I love you too" in his ear "Thank you so much"
~*~*~
Draco looked in the mirror of the bathroom in deep concentration. During his deep concentration, he realized he needed to shave and there might be a pimple on his forehead bloody hell Draco thought. He touched the red dot on his forehead but it came off in his hand what is glitter doing on my face? He thought at least it's not a pimple he sighed to himself.
He lathered up some hot shaving cream onto his face and began to scrape the old-fashioned single bladed razor his mother gave him last Christmas up his cheek.
Hermione came into the bathroom in a large green fluffy robe with a silver dragon embroidered on the back. She sat on the counter and watched Draco as he continued shaving. Draco didn't keep eyes off of the mirror.
"That mine?" he asked not looking at Hermione.
"Yea" she sighed. Draco smirked into the mirror.
"Didn't you get one?"
"Yea" she sighed again "I dint know that you shave"
"Of course I shave" Draco said, "I'm seventeen, almost a man" he smirked.
"Even the oldest men are still children" Hermione smiled.
"Cute" Draco replied.
Draco finished up and wiped his face with the towel Hermione had given him. "So, what do you think?" he asked. Hermione put her hand gently on Draco's cheek, ran her fingers down, and smiled.
"I don't know," she said slowly.
She pulled him close to her and kissed down his cheek to the edge of the back of his jaw ((Nearest to ear I guess)) and playfully nibbled on it. Draco had to hold on to the counter top. Hermione found his weak spot. "Yea, good job" she whispered close to his ear and licked her lips making her tongue barely graze the lobe of his ear.
Draco took her hand in his "Your cold" he said in a husky voice.
"Why do you think I'm wearing your robe?" Hermione smiled "mine in under yours"
Draco looked down and saw that indeed her robe was under his, a sliver of scarlet red was poking out from under the emerald green. Draco grinned evilly at Hermione "want me to warm you up?" he asked.
"I'm afraid that if I take off my robes, I might turn into a human Popsicle" Hermione smiled "How can you stand here in only your pajama pants?" she asked with her eyebrows raised.
"Its because I'm so hot already, I don't need to be warmed up" he smiled. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Oh okay . . . then I guess that . . . I don't either, I mean I was going to say sure, let's go warm up together. But, since you are just soo hot and you don't need warming up then . . . I guess I will just have to go to bed . . . by myself" and with that she left Draco standing in the bathroom very angry at himself for saying that he didn't need it. Grr he thought.
Hermione got to her bedroom and snuggled under the covers. I will give him about . . . five minutes she said to himself. Meanwhile, Draco was standing outside her bedroom door; considering whether he should go inside or not. He paced outside of the door and grunted a few times making him sound rather like an ape. Five minutes later, he cracked open the door.
He saw a rather large lump on the left side of the bed she is still wearing those damn robes he said to himself. Draco walked without a sound to her bed and got in with out a sound. He reached to move the hair out of her face.
"Getting in some ones bed without them knowing, or asking, could very well be a crime Draco Malfoy," said Hermione's muffled voice. Draco jumped back to the other side of the bed and sighed heavily.
"You scared the shit out of me," he said blankly.
"I know," said Hermione's muffled voice again. She turned over and smiled at Draco.
"I got a little cold" he grinned.
"Want your robe?" she asked.
"No" he replied slowly.
Hermione sat up in bed and took the robes off her to reveal a black silk pajama set of pants that were defiantly too long for her and oversized silk button up shirt.
"Are you going to wear everything of mine?" Draco grinned.
"Maybe" she smirked and looked down at the pants Draco was wearing.
"Actually, that would be me wearing you" he smirked back.
"Good point" Hermione said thoughtfully.
Draco leaned in and kissed Hermione softly, but passionately. He brushed his lips against hers and brought her down with him so that they were lying side by side. He ran his hand down her side and pulled her leg over his hip.
"Draco" Hermione said between a kiss. He slid his hand up the back of her top and caressed her soft milky skin.
"Yes love?" he panted.
"Can we?" Hermione began "can we cuddle first?"
"Draco smiled softly "Course love" he said and enclosed his arms around Hermione and held her close. The sweet smell of her hair filled his senses and made him sigh heavily. He was holding a true angel. She was perfect in almost every way. Hermione rested her head in the crook of Draco's neck and nuzzled against his chest.
"I could stay like this forever," Hermione whispered.
"Me too" Draco whispered back.
Soon Hermione and Draco fell asleep, both forgetting to get back on what they started. Nevertheless, they were happy, no, more than just happy falling asleep in each other's arms. Hermione could not think of one place she would rather be than in his strong arms, to keep her safe and warm. And Draco never wanted to let his angel go. He wanted to hold her forever.
~*~*~
The next morning, Hermione went down to the bathroom and decided it would be best to take a bath, because she was not totally liking the hair that day. She left her room silently, not disturbing Draco and his soft, quiet slumber, breathing heavy so it sounded much like quiet snoring.
She slipped into the hot bath and sat on the step, leaning back and relaxing, letting all her troubles soak away. Hermione closed her eyes and opened them rather abruptedly when she heard the door shut.
"Draco?" Hermione asked cautiously.
She heard footsteps on the cold, wet tile.
"Hello? Draco, it that you?" she asked again, peering through the thick steam.
Someone stepped into the bath.
Suddenly, Draco sprung out of the water, right in front of Hermione, making her let out an ear-piercing scream.
"Draco Malfoy!" she gasped.
"Yes pet?" he asked back, holding his trembling girlfriend.
"You scared the living shit out of me" she panted.
"I had to get you back" he said.
"You know" Hermione began, gliding her fingers down Draco's sculpted chest "you never warmed me up last night" she said, fingers gliding down his ripped abs and down to his inner thigh. Draco shifted his weight and smirked at Hermione.
"Yes, I know" he grinned and leaned Hermione against the side of the bath. He kissed her softly, teasingly . . . Hermione parted her lips and let Draco's tongue have its way with hers, massing against each other. Hermione groaned in the back of her throat.
Draco glided his fingers through Hermione's silky wet hair, down her back and lifted her up onto the edge of the bath. Hermione held his face in her hands and kissed him deep and hard, wanting more. He lifted himself out of the bath and crawled on top of Hermione, laying her on the cold tile.
Hermione looked into his soft gray blue eyes and nodded her head that she was ready.
~*~*~
A/N: yes, a little long, I would say, please review review! Tell me what you thought! I need to hear!
The day was going better than Hermione had expected it to go, she found her Transfigurations test easier than she thought it would be, all her grades were higher than average, she was in a great mood and most of all, Draco Malfoy loved her. For the first time, she felt loved; another person, not as a friend, but . . . as something more, loved her. And she loved him back. And her love for Draco was very strong, so strong indeed that it consumed her whole body and she knew deep down in her heart that he loved her the same way.
At lunch, Hermione sat with her three best friends, Harry, Ron, and Ginny. They chatted about random things, Harry and Ron somehow always brought the subject back to either girls, or quidditch. From what Ginny and Hermione could gather from Harry and Ron's ramblings, they both had their eye on a certain Hufflepuff with 'watermelons, and a killer arse' as Ron put it. Ginny and Hermione just looked at each other with a mix of confusion and disgust at the remark. However, Harry just high fived Ron and nodded in agreement, grinning ear to ear. Men Hermione thought such pervs.
"You know" Ginny whispered to Hermione "I have no problem with you and Malfoy, and I know that the boys are trying to deal with it . . . why don't they just all try to be friends?"
"Are you kidding?" Hermione whispered back "Ron and Harry would never go for that"
"I know but, it would make things a lot easier"
"True" Hermione said
"What is?" asked Harry.
"That you two need to make nice with Malfoy" Ginny sighed.
"No" Ron said firmly "I'm not going to talk to . . . him"
"Ron, just listen" Hermione cut in "it would make everything so much easier, I can't bare the fact of you two being mortal enemies with my beau"
"Hermione honestly! Would you listen to yourself," Harry said calmly but firmly ((?)) "This is Malfoy we are talking about . . ."
"Harry we already discussed this, remember?" Hermione sighed, leaned her elbows on the table, and cupped her head in her hands.
"Yes I do, I'm just saying, you know as well as anyone who goes to this school that you will never get me and Ron to get along with Malfoy"
"No" Hermione said quietly and got up from the table "but I can try" and with that she walked away to her dorm.
Ginny sighed and looked at her brother and his best friend, shaking her head.
"What now?" Ron asked annoyed.
"Will you two just get over yourselves? Honestly! You do not have to be big men all the time with big egos and . . . you both are so conceited! Just give it a try please! For Hermione" she replied impatiently and walked away up to Gryffindor tower.
Ron looked at Harry, Harry looked at Ron. Ron looked down at his half-eaten lunch, pondered for a minute then looked at Harry again, who was looking at the floor.
"What do you say?" Ron asked.
"I say, even though Hermione is our best friend, and we do hate this prat and want to kill that bastard, Ginny was right"
"Yea . . ." Ron sighed. He paused and looked at Harry confused "Am I conceded?" he asked
"Ron, I have no idea, I don't even know what the bloody word means" Harry sighed "but I can tell you this, it's probably not a compliment"
"Damn" Ron said in a quick whisper "Oh well" he continued simply
~*~*~
"Please Draco!"
"No"
"Please!"
"No Hermione!"
"Why?"
"Because"
"Because why?"
"Hermione! Just . . . get off it please"
"No, why wont you?"
"Because it goes against everything I . . . believe in" Draco said quickly and tore his eyes away from the puppy face Hermione was making.
"You won't do it for me?" Hermione asked in a baby voice.
Draco sighed "all right, but if they start acting like assholes, I'm out of there!"
"I knew you would understand!" Hermione said excitedly and kissed Draco softly on the cheek.
"Yea, yea, yea" Draco trailed off "so what's in it for me?"
"If all goes well, and you're a polite, good boy, you will see," Hermione whispered into his ear.
~*~*~
It was Hogsmead weekend, Hermione and Draco were going together and Ron and Harry were going alone, again, they were not too much into the whole date- to-Hogsmead thing anymore. Hook-ups were just fine for them. Ginny was going to tag along with Harry and Ron, well actually truth be told, Ron, and even Harry were getting more protective over her, and didn't want Ginny running about with her little friends to go meet up with a group of guys they didn't know. So overall, Ginny was more . . . forced, into going with the two boys than anything.
Hermione made arrangements so that she and Draco could meet up with Harry, Ron and Ginny at The Three Broomsticks, there, Hermione hoped that they could at least try, or even pretend to get along. She really didn't like the conflict around her, it was very nerve-racking.
The day at Hogsmead was going great so far, Draco and Hermione walked through the streets holding hands and talking about things like stuff they normally did over the summer and their families and occasionally, what they wanted to do for a living after Hogwarts. It was almost time to meet up with Ron, Ginny and Harry, and Hermione wanted to get to The Three Broomsticks early, so that they could at least get a table or something.
"Where are they? They are at least . . . five minutes late" Draco huffed and leaned back in his chair.
"Love, be patient, you know neither Harry nor Ron is ever on time" Hermione sighed and gently pushed back a lock of Draco's hair that was covering his eye.
"Yea, but that Virginia Weasley isn't ever late, is she?"
"Are you kidding?" Hermione laughed, "Ginny is always late, between the three of them, I really don't know who is worse"
Five minutes passed before Harry, Ron, and Ginny came in and sat down out of breath.
"What is the matter with you?" Hermione asked the three
"We ran . . . all . . . the way . . . here" Ginny panted and took a sip of Hermione's butterbeer.
"Potter . . . Weasley" Draco nodded to the two boys.
"Malfoy" they replied at the same time.
"And . . . Ginny, is it? that's what I heard Hermione call you"
"Yea, Ginny" Ginny replied and nodded.
"Funny, I thought it was . . . Virginia" Draco smirked.
"Its called a nick name Malfoy" Ron said sternly "you should know . . . Ferret Boy"
"Weasley! I thought I told you time and time again, don't call me that!" Draco fumed. Hermione grabbed his hand under the table and squeezed it. Draco relaxed and slouched back in his seat.
"What are you going to do about it Malfoy?" Harry retorted.
"Honestly!" Hermione said looking at the three boys sternly. Harry, Ron, and Draco felt as if they were about an inch tall as Hermione scolded them. "I can't believe you three! Can't you get along for five seconds? This is retarded! You are acting like . . . like, three year olds! I thought we could have a nice, quiet lunch and everyone could at least pretend to get along and be nice but, I guess I was asking for a bit too much."
"Sorry" they all mumbled to Hermione.
"Now" Hermione sighed, "can we please have a civilized conversation?"
There was a long awkward silence. Draco was drumming his fingers on the table, Harry became very interested in the floor, and Ron just sat back in his seat crossed-arms over his chest, staring at Hermione and Draco.
"Okay" Ginny said loudly "This is ridiculous!" she could not bare the awkwardness any longer "Harry, umm. . . longest relationship?"
"What?" Harry asked
"How long was your longest relationship, or shall I say, how short?"
"I don't know . . . umm . . . lets say, three weeks" Harry sighed.
"Ron?" Hermione asked "What about you?"
"Three and a half" he said blankly.
"That's not possible" Draco sighed and shook his head "there are seven days in a week"
"Yea" Ron said "I dumped her in the middle of a Wednesday"
Draco rolled his eyes "How about you Ginny?"
"Longest was . . . six months"
"Six months?!" Ron exclaimed "With whom? When? Why didn't I know?"
"Give her a rest Ron" Hermione said "she is sixteen"
"If you must know, it was with Dean . . . . last year" she sighed "best six months of my life"
Draco laughed; he was then only one who got it, the others just sat in confusion.
"What is so funny?" Harry asked
"Nothing" Draco said, trying not to laugh. He became very interested in the ceiling and pressed his lips together to try and contain himself "it's just that you three are the only ones who didn't realize"
"Realize what?" Ron asked Ginny.
"I don't know" Ginny said innocently and smiled.
"Good lord" Hermione gasped. She got it.
Harry and Ron sat in confusion, then all of a sudden, Ron's head snapped up and he looked at Ginny.
"Virginia!" he said sternly. Ginny slouched down in her chair, she knew she was in trouble, Ron never called her that.
"Yes . . . Ronny?" she asked.
"You never told me" he said "why?"
"Relax Weasley, she didn't tell you because you are a guy and her brother no doubt. It's like telling your mother what you are really up to around Hogwarts" Draco said off handedly.
"Sorry Ginny" Ron said quietly.
"So Potter tell me" Draco began "I heard a rumor that you have yet a new love interest . . . care to share"
"No" Harry stated quickly.
"Draco, don't get into it" Hermione sighed.
"Yea" Ginny said, "All me and Hermione know is that she has 'watermelons and a killer arse' as Ron put it"
"Not her" Harry said quietly. "someone else"
"I'll find out Potter, you know I will" Draco said quietly "even though I have a pretty good idea" he finished and looked across the table to Ginny. Harry shook his head no. "Sure" Draco trailed off.
"Okay Malfoy, longest relationship?" Ron cut in.
"Never had on until now." he said simply. Hermione smiled at Draco and grabbed his hand again under the table and gently squeezed it "and I love my girlfriend" he smiled.
"If you really meant that with all your heart Draco" Ron began "you better not hurt her"
Hermione smiled at Ron. He called him Draco, for that first time. It worked.
"Yea" Harry agreed "Don't say it if you don't mean it"
"I mean it," Draco said.
Hermione hugged Draco tightly and whispered. "I love you too" in his ear "Thank you so much"
~*~*~
Draco looked in the mirror of the bathroom in deep concentration. During his deep concentration, he realized he needed to shave and there might be a pimple on his forehead bloody hell Draco thought. He touched the red dot on his forehead but it came off in his hand what is glitter doing on my face? He thought at least it's not a pimple he sighed to himself.
He lathered up some hot shaving cream onto his face and began to scrape the old-fashioned single bladed razor his mother gave him last Christmas up his cheek.
Hermione came into the bathroom in a large green fluffy robe with a silver dragon embroidered on the back. She sat on the counter and watched Draco as he continued shaving. Draco didn't keep eyes off of the mirror.
"That mine?" he asked not looking at Hermione.
"Yea" she sighed. Draco smirked into the mirror.
"Didn't you get one?"
"Yea" she sighed again "I dint know that you shave"
"Of course I shave" Draco said, "I'm seventeen, almost a man" he smirked.
"Even the oldest men are still children" Hermione smiled.
"Cute" Draco replied.
Draco finished up and wiped his face with the towel Hermione had given him. "So, what do you think?" he asked. Hermione put her hand gently on Draco's cheek, ran her fingers down, and smiled.
"I don't know," she said slowly.
She pulled him close to her and kissed down his cheek to the edge of the back of his jaw ((Nearest to ear I guess)) and playfully nibbled on it. Draco had to hold on to the counter top. Hermione found his weak spot. "Yea, good job" she whispered close to his ear and licked her lips making her tongue barely graze the lobe of his ear.
Draco took her hand in his "Your cold" he said in a husky voice.
"Why do you think I'm wearing your robe?" Hermione smiled "mine in under yours"
Draco looked down and saw that indeed her robe was under his, a sliver of scarlet red was poking out from under the emerald green. Draco grinned evilly at Hermione "want me to warm you up?" he asked.
"I'm afraid that if I take off my robes, I might turn into a human Popsicle" Hermione smiled "How can you stand here in only your pajama pants?" she asked with her eyebrows raised.
"Its because I'm so hot already, I don't need to be warmed up" he smiled. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Oh okay . . . then I guess that . . . I don't either, I mean I was going to say sure, let's go warm up together. But, since you are just soo hot and you don't need warming up then . . . I guess I will just have to go to bed . . . by myself" and with that she left Draco standing in the bathroom very angry at himself for saying that he didn't need it. Grr he thought.
Hermione got to her bedroom and snuggled under the covers. I will give him about . . . five minutes she said to himself. Meanwhile, Draco was standing outside her bedroom door; considering whether he should go inside or not. He paced outside of the door and grunted a few times making him sound rather like an ape. Five minutes later, he cracked open the door.
He saw a rather large lump on the left side of the bed she is still wearing those damn robes he said to himself. Draco walked without a sound to her bed and got in with out a sound. He reached to move the hair out of her face.
"Getting in some ones bed without them knowing, or asking, could very well be a crime Draco Malfoy," said Hermione's muffled voice. Draco jumped back to the other side of the bed and sighed heavily.
"You scared the shit out of me," he said blankly.
"I know," said Hermione's muffled voice again. She turned over and smiled at Draco.
"I got a little cold" he grinned.
"Want your robe?" she asked.
"No" he replied slowly.
Hermione sat up in bed and took the robes off her to reveal a black silk pajama set of pants that were defiantly too long for her and oversized silk button up shirt.
"Are you going to wear everything of mine?" Draco grinned.
"Maybe" she smirked and looked down at the pants Draco was wearing.
"Actually, that would be me wearing you" he smirked back.
"Good point" Hermione said thoughtfully.
Draco leaned in and kissed Hermione softly, but passionately. He brushed his lips against hers and brought her down with him so that they were lying side by side. He ran his hand down her side and pulled her leg over his hip.
"Draco" Hermione said between a kiss. He slid his hand up the back of her top and caressed her soft milky skin.
"Yes love?" he panted.
"Can we?" Hermione began "can we cuddle first?"
"Draco smiled softly "Course love" he said and enclosed his arms around Hermione and held her close. The sweet smell of her hair filled his senses and made him sigh heavily. He was holding a true angel. She was perfect in almost every way. Hermione rested her head in the crook of Draco's neck and nuzzled against his chest.
"I could stay like this forever," Hermione whispered.
"Me too" Draco whispered back.
Soon Hermione and Draco fell asleep, both forgetting to get back on what they started. Nevertheless, they were happy, no, more than just happy falling asleep in each other's arms. Hermione could not think of one place she would rather be than in his strong arms, to keep her safe and warm. And Draco never wanted to let his angel go. He wanted to hold her forever.
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The next morning, Hermione went down to the bathroom and decided it would be best to take a bath, because she was not totally liking the hair that day. She left her room silently, not disturbing Draco and his soft, quiet slumber, breathing heavy so it sounded much like quiet snoring.
She slipped into the hot bath and sat on the step, leaning back and relaxing, letting all her troubles soak away. Hermione closed her eyes and opened them rather abruptedly when she heard the door shut.
"Draco?" Hermione asked cautiously.
She heard footsteps on the cold, wet tile.
"Hello? Draco, it that you?" she asked again, peering through the thick steam.
Someone stepped into the bath.
Suddenly, Draco sprung out of the water, right in front of Hermione, making her let out an ear-piercing scream.
"Draco Malfoy!" she gasped.
"Yes pet?" he asked back, holding his trembling girlfriend.
"You scared the living shit out of me" she panted.
"I had to get you back" he said.
"You know" Hermione began, gliding her fingers down Draco's sculpted chest "you never warmed me up last night" she said, fingers gliding down his ripped abs and down to his inner thigh. Draco shifted his weight and smirked at Hermione.
"Yes, I know" he grinned and leaned Hermione against the side of the bath. He kissed her softly, teasingly . . . Hermione parted her lips and let Draco's tongue have its way with hers, massing against each other. Hermione groaned in the back of her throat.
Draco glided his fingers through Hermione's silky wet hair, down her back and lifted her up onto the edge of the bath. Hermione held his face in her hands and kissed him deep and hard, wanting more. He lifted himself out of the bath and crawled on top of Hermione, laying her on the cold tile.
Hermione looked into his soft gray blue eyes and nodded her head that she was ready.
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A/N: yes, a little long, I would say, please review review! Tell me what you thought! I need to hear!