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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter though I wish I did.
~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER TEN: A SECRET
It was 8:30 and the Potion's classroom had never looked so good. At least Draco and Hermione thought so. The floors shined, there was not a speck of dust in the entire classroom, and everything was polished, so that light bounced off them like a mirror. Draco and Hermione sat down completely exhausted.
"Wow, I've never seen the room look so good" Hermione exclaimed.
"I agree" Draco said as he looked at Hermione. "You know, I think that's first time that we've ever agreed on something." He said, eyes twinkling. Hermione thought about it.
"I guess your right. Funny huh?"
"Very" said Draco, the twinkle in his eyes glowing brighter. Hermione couldn't stand it any longer. I don't understand it. How can someone change like that?
"Draco," Hermione began but paused remembered her mistake. "Uh Malfoy" she said quickly "look, I've been wondering, you're.you're so. different. You've changed but I don't get it. How could you be calling me a mudblood one year and having a nice conversation with me the next? It contradicts itself and doesn't make sense. What happened?"
Hermione watched his face fall and wondered if she had done the right thing speaking her mind like that. He rose and started slowly pacing. Hermione watched, entranced.
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Well what now Draco huh? You can't tell her, she wouldn't understand. Draco thought, pacing. But he stopped and looked at her face. Her chocolate brown eyes, curious but understanding, hair up in a messy bun with strands framing her face. Oh but she would. She would understand the pain of loosing a mother. Draco thought. He spun around and grabbed her wrists, sharply.
"Look, all these years you have to believe me, that it wasn't me." Hermione's eyes widened with surprise and confusion.
"Malfoy, you're not making any sense," Hermione said "what happened?" she inquired once again, more sternly than before. Obviously it was something big, and Hermione was just more curious by the minute.
Draco realized that he would have to tell her. He couldn't get out of this.
"It's my father. He.my mother died." Draco said. I can't tell her everything, not right now. Hermione's eyes filled with tears and to Draco's surprise, understanding.
"Draco, I'm so sorry" She said, looking up at him. Hermione stood and walked over to him. "I completely understand." Hermione walked over to Draco and stood barely a foot away.
What is happening? He thought. Draco was caught completely off guard. Without warning, Hermione put her arms over Draco's shoulders and pulled him into a hug. He awkwardly put his hands around her waist, unsure what to do. After only about 10 seconds she pulled away, but Draco still had his hands on Hermione's waist.
"Guess we have something in common now huh?" He said
"Yea, I guess we do." Hermione said as she smiled weakly, entranced by his eyes.
Draco looked at the girl in his arms, who was busy staring into his eyes. God she's beautiful. And without even thinking Draco leaned his head inwards. Hermione's eyes fluttered, startled, but she too leaned her head towards Draco's and in that blissful second, pale lips met crimson ones. Hermione's arms wrapped around Draco's neck, and the world seemed to be perfect. If fireworks could have exploded they would have. But unfortunately in all stories good things don't last forever and it was at that moment, the clock chimed Nine O'clock. Hermione pulled away, watching a hurt expression form on his face, muttered an "I have to go", and left.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter though I wish I did.
~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER TEN: A SECRET
It was 8:30 and the Potion's classroom had never looked so good. At least Draco and Hermione thought so. The floors shined, there was not a speck of dust in the entire classroom, and everything was polished, so that light bounced off them like a mirror. Draco and Hermione sat down completely exhausted.
"Wow, I've never seen the room look so good" Hermione exclaimed.
"I agree" Draco said as he looked at Hermione. "You know, I think that's first time that we've ever agreed on something." He said, eyes twinkling. Hermione thought about it.
"I guess your right. Funny huh?"
"Very" said Draco, the twinkle in his eyes glowing brighter. Hermione couldn't stand it any longer. I don't understand it. How can someone change like that?
"Draco," Hermione began but paused remembered her mistake. "Uh Malfoy" she said quickly "look, I've been wondering, you're.you're so. different. You've changed but I don't get it. How could you be calling me a mudblood one year and having a nice conversation with me the next? It contradicts itself and doesn't make sense. What happened?"
Hermione watched his face fall and wondered if she had done the right thing speaking her mind like that. He rose and started slowly pacing. Hermione watched, entranced.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well what now Draco huh? You can't tell her, she wouldn't understand. Draco thought, pacing. But he stopped and looked at her face. Her chocolate brown eyes, curious but understanding, hair up in a messy bun with strands framing her face. Oh but she would. She would understand the pain of loosing a mother. Draco thought. He spun around and grabbed her wrists, sharply.
"Look, all these years you have to believe me, that it wasn't me." Hermione's eyes widened with surprise and confusion.
"Malfoy, you're not making any sense," Hermione said "what happened?" she inquired once again, more sternly than before. Obviously it was something big, and Hermione was just more curious by the minute.
Draco realized that he would have to tell her. He couldn't get out of this.
"It's my father. He.my mother died." Draco said. I can't tell her everything, not right now. Hermione's eyes filled with tears and to Draco's surprise, understanding.
"Draco, I'm so sorry" She said, looking up at him. Hermione stood and walked over to him. "I completely understand." Hermione walked over to Draco and stood barely a foot away.
What is happening? He thought. Draco was caught completely off guard. Without warning, Hermione put her arms over Draco's shoulders and pulled him into a hug. He awkwardly put his hands around her waist, unsure what to do. After only about 10 seconds she pulled away, but Draco still had his hands on Hermione's waist.
"Guess we have something in common now huh?" He said
"Yea, I guess we do." Hermione said as she smiled weakly, entranced by his eyes.
Draco looked at the girl in his arms, who was busy staring into his eyes. God she's beautiful. And without even thinking Draco leaned his head inwards. Hermione's eyes fluttered, startled, but she too leaned her head towards Draco's and in that blissful second, pale lips met crimson ones. Hermione's arms wrapped around Draco's neck, and the world seemed to be perfect. If fireworks could have exploded they would have. But unfortunately in all stories good things don't last forever and it was at that moment, the clock chimed Nine O'clock. Hermione pulled away, watching a hurt expression form on his face, muttered an "I have to go", and left.