(A/N: Thanks sooooo much to all who reviewed!! You all keep me going! Hope
you all like this chapter! ~Haystack8190)
Disclaimer: Sometimes I wish I had a creative mind, to create something as good as Harry Potter. But unfortunately I don't.
And on with the story..
~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER ELEVEN: THOUGHTS
What the Bloody Hell did I just do???!!!!!! Hermione screamed at herself as she was making her way back to Gryffindor tower.
I.I kissed Draco Malfoy!!! I'm just another one of those pathetic girls who got caught up in the presence of Malfoy! How could I?!
But her heart seemed to be telling her something else.
He's different. He's kind and caring and just misunderstood all these years. His mother is dead just like yours. You understand one another. *You* hugged him in the first place and you kissed him back, and you know what? You liked it!
But Hermione Granger could not just accept that.
What if it was just a moment where he longed for a friend and I just happened to be there? He'll tease about it forever and tell Ron and Harry just to see them squirm. Harry and Ron!! Good God, if they found out, what would they think? And besides that, they'd kill Draco before he even muttered a word!
Hermione felt bad about lying to her best friends but knew it was necessary. And that was it, once Hermione Granger put her mind to something, it happened. By this time, Hermione had climbed through the portrait hole to the Gryffindor common room.
"Hey Hermione!" Ron yelled from the other side of the room, where he was playing Wizard chess with Harry. "How was it?"
"It was alright. Kind of boring." She replied as she sunk into a chair.
Yea sure, really boring, I * only* hugged and then kissed Draco Malfoy.
"Hi, Harry"
"Hey Hermione. Do you want to join? If you do, join my team, Ron's got me again." He motioned to the board.
"Nah, its okay"
"What did Snape have you do?" Harry asked
"Mop the floor, shine, and dust" She said wearily "with no magic of course"
"Too bad." Ron said, voice full with pity, focus returning to the game. Hermione stared into the glowing embers of the fire thinking about what had occurred only minutes ago.
"You okay 'Mione?" Harry asked, concerned.
"Yea I'm fine, just tired that's all. I'm going to head up to bed, I'll see you two in the morning," She said as she kissed the both of them on the cheek and headed up to her room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco watched her pull away from him hastily as the clock chimed.
"I've got to go," she said quickly not meeting his gaze. Hermione then ran out of the room leaving Draco speechless.
What just happened???!!! I kissed Granger!!! What in the world was I thinking? She's probably going to tell the Wonder boys and. good God they'll have my head. Why do I have to be such an idiot? Why, when we were finally on speaking terms, did I have to go and mess up everything?!
Draco thought these and many other self conscious thoughts for probably more than 15 minutes when he finally realized that he should get to bed for class tomorrow.
Class! We still have to work on that potion together! Blimey, this just keeps getting worse! Draco made his way to the Slytherin common room and eventually to his dormitory where his dreams were plagued with a pair of gorgeous brown eyes that belonged to a certain Gryffindor.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
She was avoiding him. That was certain, and Draco Malfoy expected it. It wasn't like Granger to admit her mistakes like that. And what had happened last night *was a mistake.
Expecting Weasley and Potter to kill him at first sight, Draco slipped quietly into the Great Hall and sat in front enormous Crabbe and Goyle, attempting to hide himself from the two. Not that Draco Malfoy was afraid, he would fight to the death, either that of Weasley and Potter or his own, sometimes the Malfoy pride was a bad thing to possess.
But the funny thing was that it didn't come. The Trio was sitting in the center of the Gryffindor table, as well as the center of attention, laughing about something Seamus had said. Ron with his arm around Hermione seemed perfectly happy without a care in the world. Draco knew he didn't need to worry about Potter. If Ron wasn't mad then Harry certainly wouldn't be.
Ron had always been more protective of Hermione, though both were constantly hovering around her as if she was an eleven-year-old girl instead of a sixteen-year-old woman.
Hermione seemed to glow around the Gryffindors, especially her best friends. The sunlight pouring in from the nearby window seemed to hit her face perfectly and reflect back, making Hermione look radiant and quite like an angel, laughing, with her brown curls falling freely in her face. No wonder Ron and Harry were attracted to her.
But Draco Malfoy was not the only person in the great hall looking at Hermione. Everyone besides Ron, Harry, and herself knew that quite a few blokes lusted after the Gryffindor. And everyone, minus the Slytherins, very much respected her. Ravenclaw admired her for her brains and Hufflepuff for her kindness. Gryffindor liked her because she was one of them and Slytherin despised her because she *was a Gryffindor.
Breakfast was over, and it was off to Potions. Draco watched the Gryffindor's say good-bye and the Trio exit towards the Potion's classroom. He followed, though many steps behind.
Disclaimer: Sometimes I wish I had a creative mind, to create something as good as Harry Potter. But unfortunately I don't.
And on with the story..
~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER ELEVEN: THOUGHTS
What the Bloody Hell did I just do???!!!!!! Hermione screamed at herself as she was making her way back to Gryffindor tower.
I.I kissed Draco Malfoy!!! I'm just another one of those pathetic girls who got caught up in the presence of Malfoy! How could I?!
But her heart seemed to be telling her something else.
He's different. He's kind and caring and just misunderstood all these years. His mother is dead just like yours. You understand one another. *You* hugged him in the first place and you kissed him back, and you know what? You liked it!
But Hermione Granger could not just accept that.
What if it was just a moment where he longed for a friend and I just happened to be there? He'll tease about it forever and tell Ron and Harry just to see them squirm. Harry and Ron!! Good God, if they found out, what would they think? And besides that, they'd kill Draco before he even muttered a word!
Hermione felt bad about lying to her best friends but knew it was necessary. And that was it, once Hermione Granger put her mind to something, it happened. By this time, Hermione had climbed through the portrait hole to the Gryffindor common room.
"Hey Hermione!" Ron yelled from the other side of the room, where he was playing Wizard chess with Harry. "How was it?"
"It was alright. Kind of boring." She replied as she sunk into a chair.
Yea sure, really boring, I * only* hugged and then kissed Draco Malfoy.
"Hi, Harry"
"Hey Hermione. Do you want to join? If you do, join my team, Ron's got me again." He motioned to the board.
"Nah, its okay"
"What did Snape have you do?" Harry asked
"Mop the floor, shine, and dust" She said wearily "with no magic of course"
"Too bad." Ron said, voice full with pity, focus returning to the game. Hermione stared into the glowing embers of the fire thinking about what had occurred only minutes ago.
"You okay 'Mione?" Harry asked, concerned.
"Yea I'm fine, just tired that's all. I'm going to head up to bed, I'll see you two in the morning," She said as she kissed the both of them on the cheek and headed up to her room.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco watched her pull away from him hastily as the clock chimed.
"I've got to go," she said quickly not meeting his gaze. Hermione then ran out of the room leaving Draco speechless.
What just happened???!!! I kissed Granger!!! What in the world was I thinking? She's probably going to tell the Wonder boys and. good God they'll have my head. Why do I have to be such an idiot? Why, when we were finally on speaking terms, did I have to go and mess up everything?!
Draco thought these and many other self conscious thoughts for probably more than 15 minutes when he finally realized that he should get to bed for class tomorrow.
Class! We still have to work on that potion together! Blimey, this just keeps getting worse! Draco made his way to the Slytherin common room and eventually to his dormitory where his dreams were plagued with a pair of gorgeous brown eyes that belonged to a certain Gryffindor.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
She was avoiding him. That was certain, and Draco Malfoy expected it. It wasn't like Granger to admit her mistakes like that. And what had happened last night *was a mistake.
Expecting Weasley and Potter to kill him at first sight, Draco slipped quietly into the Great Hall and sat in front enormous Crabbe and Goyle, attempting to hide himself from the two. Not that Draco Malfoy was afraid, he would fight to the death, either that of Weasley and Potter or his own, sometimes the Malfoy pride was a bad thing to possess.
But the funny thing was that it didn't come. The Trio was sitting in the center of the Gryffindor table, as well as the center of attention, laughing about something Seamus had said. Ron with his arm around Hermione seemed perfectly happy without a care in the world. Draco knew he didn't need to worry about Potter. If Ron wasn't mad then Harry certainly wouldn't be.
Ron had always been more protective of Hermione, though both were constantly hovering around her as if she was an eleven-year-old girl instead of a sixteen-year-old woman.
Hermione seemed to glow around the Gryffindors, especially her best friends. The sunlight pouring in from the nearby window seemed to hit her face perfectly and reflect back, making Hermione look radiant and quite like an angel, laughing, with her brown curls falling freely in her face. No wonder Ron and Harry were attracted to her.
But Draco Malfoy was not the only person in the great hall looking at Hermione. Everyone besides Ron, Harry, and herself knew that quite a few blokes lusted after the Gryffindor. And everyone, minus the Slytherins, very much respected her. Ravenclaw admired her for her brains and Hufflepuff for her kindness. Gryffindor liked her because she was one of them and Slytherin despised her because she *was a Gryffindor.
Breakfast was over, and it was off to Potions. Draco watched the Gryffindor's say good-bye and the Trio exit towards the Potion's classroom. He followed, though many steps behind.