(A/N: I'm so glad you liked the last chapters! Yay! Thanks a million for
all who reviewed!)
(A/N: So I don't know what was going on...apparently all of these scenes that are like vital to the plot got cut off....hmm...well I know this is weird but I'm still adding them in...so hope this doesn't desperately confuse you all...sorry bout all this! Luv Haystack)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER FOURTEEN: REALIZATIONS
It had been two weeks since Draco had last talked to Hermione and it was killing him. Every meal Draco would watch Hermione from his spot at the Slytherin table. He longed to be near her, talk to her, yet he wouldn't admit it to himself. Draco Malfoy could not be falling in love with Granger, a muggle born. It was just unheard of, what would his father think? He knew what his father would do; he would punish Draco, and probably kill Hermione. Draco knew that his father would never kill him, though he could do things just as bad because Draco was his heir, and special to Voldemort and his plan. The thought made Draco shudder. He hated his father.
Why couldn't he have had a normal childhood with different parents? But the more he thought about it, he realized that his mother was a good mother. But nonetheless his childhood was filled with nightmares and horrors that would make even a grown adult break down. Draco was determined though to put the past behind him. His thoughts were broken as he felt a hand on his shoulder
"Dracie Poo, it's been so long since we've talked. You always change your seat, and sometimes I can't find you." Pansy Parkinson exclaimed in that high-pitched voice she had. Draco did change his seat every day for two reasons. One to get a better few of Granger and second to get away from Pansy.
"Leave me alone Pansy," he said as he removed her hand from his shoulder.
"Oh Dracie you're so funny!" She giggled but unfortunately as always, it turned into a snort that made her seem even more like the Pug she was. While Pansy was snorting away on his left he looked over to the Gryffindor table. Scar face was sitting opposite Hermione with his arm around Ginny Weasley. Draco practically chocked on his pumpkin juice. Since when had Potter and Weasel's little sister become a couple?
"Hey Pansy!" Draco said
"What is it Dracie?"
"Fill me in on Potter and Weasley's little sister"
"Oh! That is the newest gossip! How did you know?" She asked making her voice even higher, if that was humanly possible. Draco motioned towards the Gryffindor table
"Oh, you're so clever!" Pansy shrieked, as Draco rolled his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. "Well apparently Ginny Weasley has liked Potter since like forever, even though she's gone out with other guys. Anyways, Potter has liked her on and off since second year but of course never asked her out, seeing as her older brother is his best friend."
"Well how did that happen?" Draco asked, once again motioning towards Potter with his arm around Ginny
Pansy giggled, "Ron found out and was of course very violent at first but then eventually started liking the idea cause he knew Harry would never hurt Ginny or anything. So then Harry asked her out during the summer and they've been together ever since." She concluded the story.
"Well what about Weasley?" Draco asked
"Oh well *I* think that he likes Granger but the other girls have me convinced that he likes Lavender Brown"
He couldn't like Hermione! They're just friends! A new feeling Draco had known only towards Potter during Quidditch surged. A voice in the back of his head told him that it was jealousy, but like I've said before, Malfoy Pride interjected logic. You're not going out with Hermione, She's not your girlfriend! Draco reminded himself and he sighed. He had to talk to Hermione, even if she had established that stupid rule.
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It had been two weeks since Hermione Granger had talked to Draco. Just as she suspected, it was quite easy to avoid him.
Hermione had been hopeful that if she no longer saw him, then his eyes would sees to plague her dreams but unfortunately the dreams only got worse.
Part of her longed to see him again... just to talk to him. He'd seemed so different and Hermione missed him, they're conversations had always been interesting and here was someone in all of Hogwarts who understood the fresh pain of loosing a parent, though Draco's situation was much different from hers.
She had talked to Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, and Harry about, you know, not having any parents but it somehow wasn't the same. Luna assured her that not having a mother was hard at times but that it got better, Neville said that it wasn't as bad if she had someone like his Gran who could take her in, but Harry seemed to understand the most. Their situations were similar, Voldemort and his followers had killed off both of their parents and both Harry and Hermione didn't have a family member willing to take them in with open arms. But Harry had never known his parents, which was a good and a bad thing. Hermione's pain was much worse since she'd known her parents for sixteen years. Hermione greatly appreciated everything everyone said, but somehow it didn't help.
She would watch him during Potions, his silver/blonde hair in front of her and it was all Hermione could do, not to run her hands through it. Sometimes, though not very often, their eyes would meet and Hermione's heart would suddenly beat faster but it never lasted more than a few seconds.
Hermione would mentally slap herself for suggesting to Draco about not seeing one another but what was done was done and it probably was for the better. Ron and Harry no longer suspected anything and hopefully they would never find out about that night. She was yanked out of her thoughts though as Ron was waving his hands in front of her face.
"Mione! C'mon we're going to be late for Care of Magical Creatures!" Ron said as he pulled on her arm
"Oh I'm sorry, I'm still not done with my breakfast, here, you go ahead and I'll catch up with you!" She said as she began hurriedly eating. The others exited leaving Hermione to scarf down a glass of juice before she ran out of the Great Hall, heading towards the doors that lead out to the Hogwarts grounds and bump into no one other than Draco.
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Hermione's books went everywhere and she quickly started gathering them up.
"Hurrying to class then are we?" Draco said, with a smirk as he helped Hermione gather her things.
"I...uh...yea I'm late" she muttered. She looks so cute when she's stressed he thought.
"Look Hermione," Hermione looked up at the sound of her name "I think we need to talk" he said
"Can this wait until another time Draco? I'm probably going to be late for class as it is" She said with a sigh
"No it can't, seeing as you won't speak to me" Draco said probably harsher than he would have liked
"Look Draco--"
"No, look Hermione, I.....I've missed you" He said almost sheepishly
Hermione dropped what she was doing and stood up. Not wanting to hear her response he continued, "I've missed talking with you and......god I've missed everything about you." He said, looking into her eyes, full of hope. Draco's heart was beating widely in his chest.
"Really?" She asked, her eyes brimming with hope and with tears that were threatening to fall.
"You have no idea, Hermione" Draco said softly as he took a step closer to her.
"Draco, I've missed you too," Hermione said, silently crying now.
"Shh" Draco said as he put a finger to her lips before slowly putting his mouth to hers.
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Hermione's arms came up to Draco's neck and deepened the kiss. She ran her fingers through his soft, silky hair, like the many times before she had wanted to.
A voice inside her head told her that this was the exact reason she had avoid Malfoy for the past two weeks, she was afraid of falling for him. It was logical and made sense: if she didn't see the bloke, then she couldn't fall for him! But there, kissing Draco, all logic seemed to be lost.
But the thought of Harry and Ron abruptly threw her off cloud nine. She pulled away, almost violently and once again watched Draco try to hide his hurt expression that Hermione could easily see through.
"What is it?" Draco asked urgently
"Merlin! I just remembered that I have class! I'm probably twenty minutes late!" she exclaimed. Hermione quickly gathered her things and headed towards the door.
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Draco smiled. Only Hermione would think of class at a time like this! The more Draco thought, the more he loved everything about Hermione, all the way up to how she looked when she was stressed.
"Bye Draco" she said quickly
"Good-bye Hermione." Draco responded. He watched Hermione leave and then headed towards the Slytherin common room with a spring in his step and a smile on his lips.
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(A/N: Sorry for such a short chapter! I'll update really soon!!)
(A/N: So I don't know what was going on...apparently all of these scenes that are like vital to the plot got cut off....hmm...well I know this is weird but I'm still adding them in...so hope this doesn't desperately confuse you all...sorry bout all this! Luv Haystack)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER FOURTEEN: REALIZATIONS
It had been two weeks since Draco had last talked to Hermione and it was killing him. Every meal Draco would watch Hermione from his spot at the Slytherin table. He longed to be near her, talk to her, yet he wouldn't admit it to himself. Draco Malfoy could not be falling in love with Granger, a muggle born. It was just unheard of, what would his father think? He knew what his father would do; he would punish Draco, and probably kill Hermione. Draco knew that his father would never kill him, though he could do things just as bad because Draco was his heir, and special to Voldemort and his plan. The thought made Draco shudder. He hated his father.
Why couldn't he have had a normal childhood with different parents? But the more he thought about it, he realized that his mother was a good mother. But nonetheless his childhood was filled with nightmares and horrors that would make even a grown adult break down. Draco was determined though to put the past behind him. His thoughts were broken as he felt a hand on his shoulder
"Dracie Poo, it's been so long since we've talked. You always change your seat, and sometimes I can't find you." Pansy Parkinson exclaimed in that high-pitched voice she had. Draco did change his seat every day for two reasons. One to get a better few of Granger and second to get away from Pansy.
"Leave me alone Pansy," he said as he removed her hand from his shoulder.
"Oh Dracie you're so funny!" She giggled but unfortunately as always, it turned into a snort that made her seem even more like the Pug she was. While Pansy was snorting away on his left he looked over to the Gryffindor table. Scar face was sitting opposite Hermione with his arm around Ginny Weasley. Draco practically chocked on his pumpkin juice. Since when had Potter and Weasel's little sister become a couple?
"Hey Pansy!" Draco said
"What is it Dracie?"
"Fill me in on Potter and Weasley's little sister"
"Oh! That is the newest gossip! How did you know?" She asked making her voice even higher, if that was humanly possible. Draco motioned towards the Gryffindor table
"Oh, you're so clever!" Pansy shrieked, as Draco rolled his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. "Well apparently Ginny Weasley has liked Potter since like forever, even though she's gone out with other guys. Anyways, Potter has liked her on and off since second year but of course never asked her out, seeing as her older brother is his best friend."
"Well how did that happen?" Draco asked, once again motioning towards Potter with his arm around Ginny
Pansy giggled, "Ron found out and was of course very violent at first but then eventually started liking the idea cause he knew Harry would never hurt Ginny or anything. So then Harry asked her out during the summer and they've been together ever since." She concluded the story.
"Well what about Weasley?" Draco asked
"Oh well *I* think that he likes Granger but the other girls have me convinced that he likes Lavender Brown"
He couldn't like Hermione! They're just friends! A new feeling Draco had known only towards Potter during Quidditch surged. A voice in the back of his head told him that it was jealousy, but like I've said before, Malfoy Pride interjected logic. You're not going out with Hermione, She's not your girlfriend! Draco reminded himself and he sighed. He had to talk to Hermione, even if she had established that stupid rule.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
It had been two weeks since Hermione Granger had talked to Draco. Just as she suspected, it was quite easy to avoid him.
Hermione had been hopeful that if she no longer saw him, then his eyes would sees to plague her dreams but unfortunately the dreams only got worse.
Part of her longed to see him again... just to talk to him. He'd seemed so different and Hermione missed him, they're conversations had always been interesting and here was someone in all of Hogwarts who understood the fresh pain of loosing a parent, though Draco's situation was much different from hers.
She had talked to Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, and Harry about, you know, not having any parents but it somehow wasn't the same. Luna assured her that not having a mother was hard at times but that it got better, Neville said that it wasn't as bad if she had someone like his Gran who could take her in, but Harry seemed to understand the most. Their situations were similar, Voldemort and his followers had killed off both of their parents and both Harry and Hermione didn't have a family member willing to take them in with open arms. But Harry had never known his parents, which was a good and a bad thing. Hermione's pain was much worse since she'd known her parents for sixteen years. Hermione greatly appreciated everything everyone said, but somehow it didn't help.
She would watch him during Potions, his silver/blonde hair in front of her and it was all Hermione could do, not to run her hands through it. Sometimes, though not very often, their eyes would meet and Hermione's heart would suddenly beat faster but it never lasted more than a few seconds.
Hermione would mentally slap herself for suggesting to Draco about not seeing one another but what was done was done and it probably was for the better. Ron and Harry no longer suspected anything and hopefully they would never find out about that night. She was yanked out of her thoughts though as Ron was waving his hands in front of her face.
"Mione! C'mon we're going to be late for Care of Magical Creatures!" Ron said as he pulled on her arm
"Oh I'm sorry, I'm still not done with my breakfast, here, you go ahead and I'll catch up with you!" She said as she began hurriedly eating. The others exited leaving Hermione to scarf down a glass of juice before she ran out of the Great Hall, heading towards the doors that lead out to the Hogwarts grounds and bump into no one other than Draco.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione's books went everywhere and she quickly started gathering them up.
"Hurrying to class then are we?" Draco said, with a smirk as he helped Hermione gather her things.
"I...uh...yea I'm late" she muttered. She looks so cute when she's stressed he thought.
"Look Hermione," Hermione looked up at the sound of her name "I think we need to talk" he said
"Can this wait until another time Draco? I'm probably going to be late for class as it is" She said with a sigh
"No it can't, seeing as you won't speak to me" Draco said probably harsher than he would have liked
"Look Draco--"
"No, look Hermione, I.....I've missed you" He said almost sheepishly
Hermione dropped what she was doing and stood up. Not wanting to hear her response he continued, "I've missed talking with you and......god I've missed everything about you." He said, looking into her eyes, full of hope. Draco's heart was beating widely in his chest.
"Really?" She asked, her eyes brimming with hope and with tears that were threatening to fall.
"You have no idea, Hermione" Draco said softly as he took a step closer to her.
"Draco, I've missed you too," Hermione said, silently crying now.
"Shh" Draco said as he put a finger to her lips before slowly putting his mouth to hers.
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Hermione's arms came up to Draco's neck and deepened the kiss. She ran her fingers through his soft, silky hair, like the many times before she had wanted to.
A voice inside her head told her that this was the exact reason she had avoid Malfoy for the past two weeks, she was afraid of falling for him. It was logical and made sense: if she didn't see the bloke, then she couldn't fall for him! But there, kissing Draco, all logic seemed to be lost.
But the thought of Harry and Ron abruptly threw her off cloud nine. She pulled away, almost violently and once again watched Draco try to hide his hurt expression that Hermione could easily see through.
"What is it?" Draco asked urgently
"Merlin! I just remembered that I have class! I'm probably twenty minutes late!" she exclaimed. Hermione quickly gathered her things and headed towards the door.
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Draco smiled. Only Hermione would think of class at a time like this! The more Draco thought, the more he loved everything about Hermione, all the way up to how she looked when she was stressed.
"Bye Draco" she said quickly
"Good-bye Hermione." Draco responded. He watched Hermione leave and then headed towards the Slytherin common room with a spring in his step and a smile on his lips.
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(A/N: Sorry for such a short chapter! I'll update really soon!!)