The Dragon's Heart: Chapter 11
By: Teenlaunch
When Draco woke up the next day he found Hermione sitting on the couch, already dressed, busy writing on a piece of parchment that was spread over her lap. "What in the world are you doing up so early?"
"Writing," she muttered.
"I'm not that stupid."
"Could have fooled me," Hermione mumbled, while hiding her face so that he didn't see her smile.
"I resent that." Hermione snorted. "What are you writing?"
"A letter to my mother."
"Why are you writing to her, to tell her about me?"
"She already knows about you. Why would she want to hear about you again?"
"I resent that too."
"Will you stop saying that?"
"What if I don't want to?"
"I'm already mad at my mom; don't make me mad at you."
"Sorry. Can I see the letter?"
"Why?"
"I just want to see it."
"Alright, here," Hermione handed him the letter as she got up and went to her room. Here is the message it foreclosed:
Dear Mother,
I was very happy to get your gift. Thank you! I wonder if you knew that I would meet the most wonderful guy there. (Draco smiled) I guess you've had a lot of fun communicating with Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy over the years while you knew what was going through my head every day. Yes, I have put the pieces together and I'm not happy with you. I should have read that letter when I found it last year. You know, the one that said: to: M.G. and from: N.M. I knew you would remember.
Tell me one thing; I don't think you kept it from me because Mrs. Narcissa told you we shouldn't know. I want to know why you didn't tell me, the real reason. Were you scared, were you unsure about my choice, or were you just being overly protective? You told me you hated when your mother was overly protective, how she didn't let you stay out until midnight like your friends got to. You did the same thing to me that she did to you. I just want a decent answer. I'll see you later.
Your daughter,
Hermione
P.S. - Oh, you won't believe what Professor McGonagall helped me do! She taught me to-
"Draco, don't read the P.S.! Please!" Hermione came sprinting into the room. Her face pale, she snatched the letter away from him.
"Hey, come on, give it back! I was almost finished!" Draco tried to get it back, but failed. "Why can't I read the P.S.?"
"Because, I promised Professor McGonagall I wouldn't tell anyone." Hermione turned her back to him.
"Hermione, what are you hiding now?"
"I'm not hiding anything," she mumbled as she walked to the window.
"Yes, you are." Draco walked over to her and his arms encircled her waist. "Tell me, please?" He saw her bite her lip, the way she always did when she was thinking.
"I don't know what to do. In a way you already know my little secret."
"What?"
"I guess I'll have to show you.again," Hermione said as Draco let her go. "You've seen me once. I guess it can't hurt for you to see me again." Draco just watched her as she laid the letter on a table with her back still to him.
She turned toward him and he jumped when he saw that his eyes had turned yellow. She gave him a small smile before closing her eyes and beginning to shrink. Draco watched in amazement as Hermione transformed into a cat right in front of his eyes. She looked up at him and then turned her head away in shame. Draco gazed at her openmouthed as she transformed back into a human.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," she mumbled. "Professor McGonagall told me not to say a word."
"It's alright," Draco said jerking out of his daze. "You did the right thing. Hey, wait," he said as he walked over to her and lifted her head to where she was looking him straight in the eye. "It was you! You were the cat that scared me half to death that night in the dungeons!"
"Busted." Hermione smiled. Draco's eyes flashed and she started backing away from him.
"Oh no you don't. You're not getting away that easily," Draco said playfully as he started advancing on her.
"Eep!" Hermione turned and started running toward her room. She transformed quickly as Draco continued to chase her. He chased her into her room and around the room once before she dove beneath her bed.
"No fair." Draco whined as he got down to his hands and knees to look under the bed. He got up and sat with his back against her bed. "I don't like this." Just then Hermione leapt form the top of her bed onto the top of Draco's head. "Hey!" She jumped down in front of him and ran out the door. "I don't think so."
Hermione ran down the stairs, transforming quickly. She looked around for a hiding place. The only one she could find was under a blanket on the couch, and she took it. Draco came thundering down the steps and then he stopped. He scanned the room and finally found Hermione. He smiled as he crept over to her.
"Hm.I wonder where she could be." Draco stopped beside the open side of the couch. He quickly stooped down and started tickling her mercilessly.
"Stop!" Hermione gasped. Draco sat down next to her squirming form, his hands never stopping their attack. The blanket over Hermione's face fell down as Draco answered her.
"Not until you tell me that I win!"
"Fine! You win! You win!" Hermione gasped for air as he stopped his assault.
"One more little catch," Draco said. "I want a prize," he said mischievously.
"Or what?" Hermione asked, uncomfortably aware that his hands were on her hips, ready to be put back into action
"Or I'll quadruple the size of my prize. Come to think of it, I just might do that now." He leaned down and pressed his lips against Hermione's softly. Their soft, innocent kiss quickly developed into a heated makeout session. Unbeknownst to the two teenagers inside their dorm a heated argument was taking place right outside their door.
"Sir Cadogan, I demand that you let me enter! I must make sure that they are not killing each other!" McGonagall raged.
"My Lady, I promise you that they are both fine! Besides, the noises have stopped completely!" Sir Cadogan fumed. "You have also told me that you do not know the password. I can not let you in!"
"I am Deputy Headmistress! I have the authority here! You will let me in if you do not want the Headmaster involved in this!"
"Alright, alright! Just leave Dumbledore out of this!" Sir Cadogan swung forward.
"Thank you," McGonagall said. She entered the Heads' dorm, but didn't hear Cadogan muttering to himself.
"Might have torn my canvas to shreds if I had told her what they were really up to. Poor woman, might go into a frenzy."
Okay, I am officially weird. What am I talking bout?! I've always been like that! Anyway, the next chapters are really weird. Thanks for reading!
~Teenlaunch~
When Draco woke up the next day he found Hermione sitting on the couch, already dressed, busy writing on a piece of parchment that was spread over her lap. "What in the world are you doing up so early?"
"Writing," she muttered.
"I'm not that stupid."
"Could have fooled me," Hermione mumbled, while hiding her face so that he didn't see her smile.
"I resent that." Hermione snorted. "What are you writing?"
"A letter to my mother."
"Why are you writing to her, to tell her about me?"
"She already knows about you. Why would she want to hear about you again?"
"I resent that too."
"Will you stop saying that?"
"What if I don't want to?"
"I'm already mad at my mom; don't make me mad at you."
"Sorry. Can I see the letter?"
"Why?"
"I just want to see it."
"Alright, here," Hermione handed him the letter as she got up and went to her room. Here is the message it foreclosed:
Dear Mother,
I was very happy to get your gift. Thank you! I wonder if you knew that I would meet the most wonderful guy there. (Draco smiled) I guess you've had a lot of fun communicating with Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy over the years while you knew what was going through my head every day. Yes, I have put the pieces together and I'm not happy with you. I should have read that letter when I found it last year. You know, the one that said: to: M.G. and from: N.M. I knew you would remember.
Tell me one thing; I don't think you kept it from me because Mrs. Narcissa told you we shouldn't know. I want to know why you didn't tell me, the real reason. Were you scared, were you unsure about my choice, or were you just being overly protective? You told me you hated when your mother was overly protective, how she didn't let you stay out until midnight like your friends got to. You did the same thing to me that she did to you. I just want a decent answer. I'll see you later.
Your daughter,
Hermione
P.S. - Oh, you won't believe what Professor McGonagall helped me do! She taught me to-
"Draco, don't read the P.S.! Please!" Hermione came sprinting into the room. Her face pale, she snatched the letter away from him.
"Hey, come on, give it back! I was almost finished!" Draco tried to get it back, but failed. "Why can't I read the P.S.?"
"Because, I promised Professor McGonagall I wouldn't tell anyone." Hermione turned her back to him.
"Hermione, what are you hiding now?"
"I'm not hiding anything," she mumbled as she walked to the window.
"Yes, you are." Draco walked over to her and his arms encircled her waist. "Tell me, please?" He saw her bite her lip, the way she always did when she was thinking.
"I don't know what to do. In a way you already know my little secret."
"What?"
"I guess I'll have to show you.again," Hermione said as Draco let her go. "You've seen me once. I guess it can't hurt for you to see me again." Draco just watched her as she laid the letter on a table with her back still to him.
She turned toward him and he jumped when he saw that his eyes had turned yellow. She gave him a small smile before closing her eyes and beginning to shrink. Draco watched in amazement as Hermione transformed into a cat right in front of his eyes. She looked up at him and then turned her head away in shame. Draco gazed at her openmouthed as she transformed back into a human.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," she mumbled. "Professor McGonagall told me not to say a word."
"It's alright," Draco said jerking out of his daze. "You did the right thing. Hey, wait," he said as he walked over to her and lifted her head to where she was looking him straight in the eye. "It was you! You were the cat that scared me half to death that night in the dungeons!"
"Busted." Hermione smiled. Draco's eyes flashed and she started backing away from him.
"Oh no you don't. You're not getting away that easily," Draco said playfully as he started advancing on her.
"Eep!" Hermione turned and started running toward her room. She transformed quickly as Draco continued to chase her. He chased her into her room and around the room once before she dove beneath her bed.
"No fair." Draco whined as he got down to his hands and knees to look under the bed. He got up and sat with his back against her bed. "I don't like this." Just then Hermione leapt form the top of her bed onto the top of Draco's head. "Hey!" She jumped down in front of him and ran out the door. "I don't think so."
Hermione ran down the stairs, transforming quickly. She looked around for a hiding place. The only one she could find was under a blanket on the couch, and she took it. Draco came thundering down the steps and then he stopped. He scanned the room and finally found Hermione. He smiled as he crept over to her.
"Hm.I wonder where she could be." Draco stopped beside the open side of the couch. He quickly stooped down and started tickling her mercilessly.
"Stop!" Hermione gasped. Draco sat down next to her squirming form, his hands never stopping their attack. The blanket over Hermione's face fell down as Draco answered her.
"Not until you tell me that I win!"
"Fine! You win! You win!" Hermione gasped for air as he stopped his assault.
"One more little catch," Draco said. "I want a prize," he said mischievously.
"Or what?" Hermione asked, uncomfortably aware that his hands were on her hips, ready to be put back into action
"Or I'll quadruple the size of my prize. Come to think of it, I just might do that now." He leaned down and pressed his lips against Hermione's softly. Their soft, innocent kiss quickly developed into a heated makeout session. Unbeknownst to the two teenagers inside their dorm a heated argument was taking place right outside their door.
"Sir Cadogan, I demand that you let me enter! I must make sure that they are not killing each other!" McGonagall raged.
"My Lady, I promise you that they are both fine! Besides, the noises have stopped completely!" Sir Cadogan fumed. "You have also told me that you do not know the password. I can not let you in!"
"I am Deputy Headmistress! I have the authority here! You will let me in if you do not want the Headmaster involved in this!"
"Alright, alright! Just leave Dumbledore out of this!" Sir Cadogan swung forward.
"Thank you," McGonagall said. She entered the Heads' dorm, but didn't hear Cadogan muttering to himself.
"Might have torn my canvas to shreds if I had told her what they were really up to. Poor woman, might go into a frenzy."
Okay, I am officially weird. What am I talking bout?! I've always been like that! Anyway, the next chapters are really weird. Thanks for reading!
~Teenlaunch~