Chapter five: Stolen Kisses, and consciousness regained.
Hermione was slowly regaining consciousness. It was six days before she woke up and when she'd woken up, she was nauseous. Her stomach turned with hunger, her head throbbed, and her legs were immobile. She felt like she was about to vomit and her pain kept her conscious. Beside her, Draco lay uncovered, his fingers entwined with hers, and was taking slow, shallow breaths. His heart was pounding, including the same way Hermione was feeling, only ten times worse. In Hermione's days of unconsciousness, something terrible had happened. Draco wanted to stand, but he couldn't. All he could do was look over at Hermione.
"Draco..." Hermione's voice whispered, her throat dry.
"Hermione." Draco whispered back, his gray eyes staring over at her.
"What happened? You look hurt..." Hermione's voice cracked. Her gaze was on the wounds and deep scars on his left arm, her brown eyes holding a look that Draco had never seen before.
"It's nothing... Some idiotic wizards attacked last night and almost killed my parents and yours... I protected you while you were unconscious. That's why I'm hurt." Draco said, his voice sad.
Maybe because her pain had subsided or she was resisting the agony, Hermione turned towards Draco and kissed him; on the lips. Hermione hadn't realized how short a period of time it had taken her. Draco was kissing her back, full of hunger to taste her lips and maybe more. She was a bit exited, but she'd been kissing Draco out of gratitude and sympathy. Draco wasn't about to waste him only chance with Hermione without anyone interrupting and ran his tongue on Hermione's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Hermione, who had obviously never though her first kiss would go this far, parted her lips, allowing him entrance. Draco ran his tongue across her teeth, exploring her mouth. After a few moments, the two broke apart, taking deep breaths, both staring surprised and pleased looks at eachother. ( A/n: Hermione was surprised and Draco was pleased. Need I say more? )
"Draco..." Hermione whispered, breathless.
"Hermione..." Draco whispered back, his gray eyes watching her every movement.
"Why did you... How..." But Draco put his hand to her mouth, silencing her flow of words.
"Because-" There was a loud banging sound, interrupting him.
Bang! Dong! Dong! Bang! Bang!
"It sounds like the noise Ron's new owl makes when flying." Hermione said through Draco's fingers, the sarcastic tone of her voice cutting the air like a knife.
"It dongs, too? It sounds like a gong." Draco said in undertone, twirling a loose strange of Hermione's hair with between his pale fingers.
"Oh, I'm so sorry I forgot the donging sounds." Hermione said sarcastically, "I didn't know either that gongs existed in England."
"I'm pretty sure you didn't forget you were immobilized." Those pessimistic words were hardly out of Draco's mouth when Hermione was up and walking.
"Now that I can go..." She said in undertone, walking towards the door.
Draco climbed off of the bed, running when his feet touched the floor. When he'd gotten to her, he grabbed the wrist of the hand she was about to open the door with; the left one. When she'd tried the other hand, he grabbed that wrist, too. He then flung her around roughly to face him. His sleep-tousled hair was sticking upward, his gray eyes watching her struggle against him. He leaned down until his face and hers were mere inches apart from eachother, and whispered, "Don't you dare leave without me."
Hermione stared up defiantly up at him. A frown was on her lips. "I've already shown my gratitude." She stated plainly.
"But I haven't shown mine." Draco said breathily and let go of her wrists, watching her walk towards the door again.
"Come on, Malfoy..." Hermione muttered, opening the door, beckoning him with her hand.
"Let's go, Granger..." Draco took the hand that was beckoning him and walked with her up the stairs, just as old school enemies, lovers, and foes.
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A/n: DAMN! Hello my lovely reviewers. I had to do this simple fifth installment FOUR times. A stupid tattle-teller caught me in Math and then again in Social Studies. Then, she even caught me in Science! ARGH! I'm so sorry if this displeases you all... Also, I just remembered I put that Malfoy's Dad was still is Askaban. It was a TYPO!! I'm so ashamed. I hate the kissing scene, too, because it's just horrible... Though the banging sounds reminded me of another story, I'm done. I'll be adding much more, but since I was interrupted, I'll leave you here until tomorrow.
Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to be 40, I'm not...
Genre: Romance/Angst/Humor
The critical reviewer: I always had trouble with Grammar. Always. Thank you for the help! I don't know if I added enough detail, what do you think? I'm glad I mixed humor with romance and angst. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it isn't. I suppose this time it was in between... That advice you gave me in Grammar, I wanted to know, was these correct?:
"Maybe." Hermione said, not looking up from her book. /Right?/
"Just kidding." Hermione said jokingly. /Wrong?/
Your help was very useful, though my vocabulary is very limited. I tried some of the stuff you'd suggested... Also, do you have any clue how to do italics in text? I've tried doing this with italics and none of those spaces, but the text doesn't let me.
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~piedermort~: If you think that's funny, you should read my InuYasha story.
Thanks to awwwwww and piedermort for sticking to this story! I'm glad it's good.
Hermione was slowly regaining consciousness. It was six days before she woke up and when she'd woken up, she was nauseous. Her stomach turned with hunger, her head throbbed, and her legs were immobile. She felt like she was about to vomit and her pain kept her conscious. Beside her, Draco lay uncovered, his fingers entwined with hers, and was taking slow, shallow breaths. His heart was pounding, including the same way Hermione was feeling, only ten times worse. In Hermione's days of unconsciousness, something terrible had happened. Draco wanted to stand, but he couldn't. All he could do was look over at Hermione.
"Draco..." Hermione's voice whispered, her throat dry.
"Hermione." Draco whispered back, his gray eyes staring over at her.
"What happened? You look hurt..." Hermione's voice cracked. Her gaze was on the wounds and deep scars on his left arm, her brown eyes holding a look that Draco had never seen before.
"It's nothing... Some idiotic wizards attacked last night and almost killed my parents and yours... I protected you while you were unconscious. That's why I'm hurt." Draco said, his voice sad.
Maybe because her pain had subsided or she was resisting the agony, Hermione turned towards Draco and kissed him; on the lips. Hermione hadn't realized how short a period of time it had taken her. Draco was kissing her back, full of hunger to taste her lips and maybe more. She was a bit exited, but she'd been kissing Draco out of gratitude and sympathy. Draco wasn't about to waste him only chance with Hermione without anyone interrupting and ran his tongue on Hermione's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Hermione, who had obviously never though her first kiss would go this far, parted her lips, allowing him entrance. Draco ran his tongue across her teeth, exploring her mouth. After a few moments, the two broke apart, taking deep breaths, both staring surprised and pleased looks at eachother. ( A/n: Hermione was surprised and Draco was pleased. Need I say more? )
"Draco..." Hermione whispered, breathless.
"Hermione..." Draco whispered back, his gray eyes watching her every movement.
"Why did you... How..." But Draco put his hand to her mouth, silencing her flow of words.
"Because-" There was a loud banging sound, interrupting him.
Bang! Dong! Dong! Bang! Bang!
"It sounds like the noise Ron's new owl makes when flying." Hermione said through Draco's fingers, the sarcastic tone of her voice cutting the air like a knife.
"It dongs, too? It sounds like a gong." Draco said in undertone, twirling a loose strange of Hermione's hair with between his pale fingers.
"Oh, I'm so sorry I forgot the donging sounds." Hermione said sarcastically, "I didn't know either that gongs existed in England."
"I'm pretty sure you didn't forget you were immobilized." Those pessimistic words were hardly out of Draco's mouth when Hermione was up and walking.
"Now that I can go..." She said in undertone, walking towards the door.
Draco climbed off of the bed, running when his feet touched the floor. When he'd gotten to her, he grabbed the wrist of the hand she was about to open the door with; the left one. When she'd tried the other hand, he grabbed that wrist, too. He then flung her around roughly to face him. His sleep-tousled hair was sticking upward, his gray eyes watching her struggle against him. He leaned down until his face and hers were mere inches apart from eachother, and whispered, "Don't you dare leave without me."
Hermione stared up defiantly up at him. A frown was on her lips. "I've already shown my gratitude." She stated plainly.
"But I haven't shown mine." Draco said breathily and let go of her wrists, watching her walk towards the door again.
"Come on, Malfoy..." Hermione muttered, opening the door, beckoning him with her hand.
"Let's go, Granger..." Draco took the hand that was beckoning him and walked with her up the stairs, just as old school enemies, lovers, and foes.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A/n: DAMN! Hello my lovely reviewers. I had to do this simple fifth installment FOUR times. A stupid tattle-teller caught me in Math and then again in Social Studies. Then, she even caught me in Science! ARGH! I'm so sorry if this displeases you all... Also, I just remembered I put that Malfoy's Dad was still is Askaban. It was a TYPO!! I'm so ashamed. I hate the kissing scene, too, because it's just horrible... Though the banging sounds reminded me of another story, I'm done. I'll be adding much more, but since I was interrupted, I'll leave you here until tomorrow.
Disclaimer: As much as I'd love to be 40, I'm not...
Genre: Romance/Angst/Humor
The critical reviewer: I always had trouble with Grammar. Always. Thank you for the help! I don't know if I added enough detail, what do you think? I'm glad I mixed humor with romance and angst. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it isn't. I suppose this time it was in between... That advice you gave me in Grammar, I wanted to know, was these correct?:
"Maybe." Hermione said, not looking up from her book. /Right?/
"Just kidding." Hermione said jokingly. /Wrong?/
Your help was very useful, though my vocabulary is very limited. I tried some of the stuff you'd suggested... Also, do you have any clue how to do italics in text? I've tried doing this with italics and none of those spaces, but the text doesn't let me.
awwwwwww: You liked updated stories? I feel special.
~piedermort~: If you think that's funny, you should read my InuYasha story.
Thanks to awwwwww and piedermort for sticking to this story! I'm glad it's good.