Love's Game
~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 3 Pilfer
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Harry's eyes almost shot out of the sockets of his eyes. He couldn't imagine the great albino being someone who was in the sense, gay. He knew well that he wasn't the type to go to the shower for an hour or so just to have a milk bath or add some more minutes to put on some concealer on his face. He thought that it was impossible.
"Tell me you're kidding Hermione. Malfoy could never be gay. We all know that he's been having sexual affairs with women here and outside so how could it be that someone like him is actually GAY? Not that I don't like them but Malfoy isn't just the type. It's near impossible"
Hermione shook her head morosely. "Believe it Harry. Try as I did to convince him not to feel like that, he disapproved. You now, I know Malfoy's stubborn and all but not stubborn in that. I felt so crushed the moment he told me that WE WERE NOT OF THE SAME BLOOD and all those terms that he used so as to make it through me that we could not just go out"
"But come on Hermione, girls here had been blabbing about their affairs with the ferret. If they are THAT many, then it must be true"
"I guess that there are just as many delusional in this school they think they've something with him only because they like Malfoy but that only happens in their dreams I guess. If I had long been like this and I was just a mere schoolmate, I'd probably invent stories as well"
Hermione sniffed a few more times as she wiped her tears away.
"Mione, don't feel that bad. There are still others who are deserving of you. It just shows that you two are not meant to be"
"Being the known Bookworm around here, I'm dead positive that everyone knows me as a man, Harry. I'm not a girl to anyone"
Harry shook his head twice. He smiled and said, "You are Mione. You are a girl to me"
"Oh don't round me up Harry. I clearly remember Yule Ball at 4th year. If you weren't desperate looking for a date, you wouldn't have chosen me and asked me to it"
"Well that was before you know. Besides, it was good we even considered you to be our date!"
Hermione teasingly punched Harry at his arm. "Harry!"
Hermione smiled at last.
"See, you look better when you smile I was just teasing you"
"Yeah yeah. You always do that"
"So, what do you say about a late night at Hogsmeade with the Weasleys?"
It was Hermione's time to tease. "Oh come one Harry! You and your lame excuse to be with Ginny! Why won't you consider courting her already? I mean, you do look good together and somehow she'd been indebted to you since you saved her at the chamber---"
"Don't tell me that she's indebted to me. It was nothing. If you were in my place, you would've done the same"
"But you see dear, Ginny liked you for eternity. She's been talking about you even before she entered Hogwarts, Ron told me. And Ron also said he wants to stay out of the house during vacation as Ginny has nothing else to talk about but you"
"But Mione, it's not that I don't like her because I do. She's a sweet girl and she's been a good friend ever since but you see, I don't deserve that kind of attention. I wouldn't be able to give her that"
Hermione's lips formed a pout, then a sheepish grin. "Awww. . . how sweet of the famous Harry Potter to admit his flaws"
"Oh come on Hermione! You know that I know that I'm not perfect!"
"Yeah, yeah I know Harry. No need to tell me a hundredth time"
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It was almost evening, when Harry decided to do something with Hermione's predicament. They've practically grown together and he saw how they all changed and transferred in all aspects. And for an odd change, Hermione Granger, the unbeaten intellectual of Hogwarts School of Wizard and Wizardry had had a great crush---and lo, to Draco Malfoy, the almost- physically-perfect Slytherin Quidditch Team Captain and Seeker a.k.a the White Ferret.
Harry was too occupied being bothered by seeing Hermione cry. It wasn't often that Hermione did that. For one, Harry last saw Hermione cry back in their 5th year and that was already a year or so ago. He knew that Hermione was a very strong girl and that she wouldn't cry over anything shallow. And just then, his friend was sulking over the fact that she had a crush, who didn't want to allow anything in between them other than being acquaintances.
There he was, yards away from the Quidditch field. Harry saw that Draco was sitting at one corner where he was checking on his broomstick.
Quite nervous as he was, Harry took courage to stand before the school heartthrob. Harry immediately saw that the bloke was indeed good-looking. Pity for his friend, the albino was someone she couldn't take as a boyfriend.
Draco's gray eyes shifted from his broomstick to Harry. He gave Harry a raised brow. "Here to spat at me?"
"Not quite. It's about Hermione"
Draco snorted. "Thought so. And what about your girlfriend?"
"She's not my girlfriend Malfoy. Just so you know, she likes you and it hurt her that she knew that you know---that you were. . ."
"Gay? Oh come on Potter, if we're gonna talk about that again, I'd say we're gonna waste our time. I've told Granger that it's impossible that anything go in between us. I can't force myself to change for her. . . Not for someone who used to be my enemy"
Harry remained his cool. He saw Hermione's point. . . and Draco's. But for his friend, he knew well to help. "But, you could at least go out with her. No commitments, no nothing. Just go out, enjoy yourselves on a date"
"A DATE? Potter, you must be kidding!"
Harry wanted to strangle Draco at the neck but didn't. "Malfoy, if you want to stay on the Dueling Club, you better straighten things out. Some of the members had been asking me if you were a real you-know-what and I didn't give the benefit of an answer. Prove them wrong, or otherwise mislead them. I heard that a lot of the male students are having second thoughts with being a member of the club because of you. They don't want someone like you to be in the club"
At last, Draco woke to his senses. "What? They're going to take me out of the club or are they going to get out of it?"
"Either way Malfoy. If I were you, I'll take Hermione out even if it means nothing. At least, the students would think that you ARE straight and we wouldn't lose students to compete with other wizarding schools when the time comes"
"Why are you doing this Potter? You wouldn't help me"
Harry shook his head. "Malfoy, I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this for Hermione. I don't want her to get hurt. So I beg you, for Hermione's sake and yours as well, take my word for once. This may be the first and last thing I'm going to ask from you aside from stay away from our sight"
Draco sighed. He didn't want to get out of the Dueling Club. Neither was it a good idea that his father knew that he was someone that Lucius would certainly dislike. But for him, it was all normal. Being one was normal. But ruining the reputation he long built was not. He made a name for himself even without the help of his family's fame and wealth for his looks alone was certainly something to talk about. "I'd think about it. But I don't give you my word but I'll try"
"Very well. Hermione and I along with the Weasleys are going to Hogsmeade tonight. What we do is, I'll mislead Hermione through the village and there you'd come out of nowhere. Just keep sure that the moment my company and I gets out of Hogwarts, you have your eyes on us so that you would be sure that you'll see Hermione when she's LOST. Well from there, by chance that you two do find each other before she finds me, you could ask her on a date"
"I don't know how you talked me into this Potter but I guess this would be the best for now. I don't want my father to hear anything about this"
Harry nodded. "Yeah, you and your blood reputation" Harry felt himself seething in irritation but remained cool. "By the way Malfoy, I'm just wondering how come there are a lot of rumors about you getting laid with almost all the girls here? Any of it true?"
"Ah, well, let's just say that I've tried to date women before"
Harry nodded. He wasn't really feeling like he wanted to talk to Draco any longer. Besides, they were still enemies. He was just asking a favor for Hermione's sake. "We'll be out around 6. See you at Hogsmeade then, er, I mean, you meet Hermione there"
Draco nodded as he clutched tight onto the shaft of his Nimbus. "Potter, I was wondering as well how come you haven't asked Granger out for a date"
Harry was taken aback. But then, he replied promptly. "Uh, well Malfoy, I can't"
Harry turned around and started to walk away. He was almost about 20 yards away when Draco yelled.
"Potter! Why can't you?"
Harry turned his head around and said faintly, "Because she's a good friend that's why. I can't afford to lose her in something like that. . ." He went back to tracing his steps back to the castle.
Draco watched from afar and saw with his own eyes, true love that was winning over Harry. . . a perfect love---unselfish, all-giving and always willing to sacrifice.
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Nighttime came and Draco got well-dressed. He was running around his room searching around for something.
He went over to one corner, over to his desk, and to another corner. Draco didn't even know what he was looking for. And so he decided to run inside his bathroom and saw what he was looking for---
"Ah. . . You're just perfect Draco", he said to himself.
He just found the mirror.
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Ron was beside Hermione when they walked past Zonko's. Harry was waiting for the right time that they would be able to mislead Hermione. He actually talked to the Weasleys about his plan and they agreed to be his apprentices.
Minutes had already passed and they didn't know how to lose Hermione. Harry was getting nervous that Draco could have been getting tired following them around and could have went back to Hogwarts. OR DID MALFOY COME AFTER THEM AT ALL?
Ron let Ginny walk alongside Hermione. He nudged Harry at the side of his stomach and whispered, "Oi Harry, here's a dungbomb. Got one spare from my stuff. If we are lucky enough, this could explode and people here will cause panic and from there we could lose Hermione. What do you say?"
"Have you told Ginny?" inquired Harry nervously. There was a great possibility that their plan wouldn't work out.
"Yeah, she knows already"
"Okay how about now?"
Ron and Harry looked around if there were enough people to eat Hermione through the crowd.
"Now?" asked Ron.
"Now"
Ron aimed the culprit hard onto the ground. There was a great explosion and an awful stench and smoke that filled the area. Ron tried to see through the smoke where Ginny was and as his sister's red hair glistened through the moonlight, he immediately grabbed her out so as not to give Hermione the chance to grab Ginny's cloak through the mob.
There was coughing and people were screaming at the terrible odor that the dungbomb created. The smoke started to subside and Hermione saw that she was alone---without her friends.
"Where are they?" asked Hermione to herself as she was coughing terribly at the foul smell.
"Come", someone told her as the stranger grabbed her by her wrist.
Through the smoke, Hermione tried to look who it was. "Who are you? Where are you taking me?"
After a few more stores that were affected by Ron's successful commotion, Hermione immediately recognized the man who was pulling her away from the crowd. "Malfoy? Where are we going?"
Draco didn't reply. He didn't even stop to drag Hermione through the crowd.
"Malfoy? Where are we headed? If you aren't going to tell me, you might as well let go of my hand"
Draco stopped and glared at Hermione. "I'm not letting you go"
"What? Is this some kind of joke? To tell you honestly Malfoy, I don't have time for this. I have to find my friends!"
"Why won't you look where you at right now", said Draco in a blank voice.
Hermione looked at the establishment in front of them. It was the famous Italian restaurant at Hogsmeade. She at once raised a questioning brow at Draco. "Malfoy?"
"To answer your tons of questions, first, I am Draco Malfoy. Second, I've taken you here. Third, this is not some joke and lastly, we're here for a dinner"
Before Hermione could even reply, Draco grabbed Hermione by her wrist again and Hermione didn't know well to struggle as she was caught at awe.
From behind the stalls along the street, Harry, Ginny, and Ron went out to the clear. Ron and Ginny heaved a sigh of relief.
Harry, on the other hand, felt his heart hurt in a twinge. "Let's go. It's getting late", mouthed Harry, wishing that his friends didn't hear his voice break.
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After explaining to Hermione why Draco had decided to go out with her, without mentioning that it was all Harry's plan, Hermione felt her ego sink low yet again. Draco wasn't there by his own will, but by his decision to keep his good name, if you could call it that.
"See, if we're lucky, someone from Hogwarts might see us together here and I could clear my name of the rumor"
"Using me is not the way I envisioned it to be Draco. You see, even more suspicions will arise the fact that WE are together, you know, being enemies and all. . ."
"It's just the way world works Granger. Sometimes you have to be smarter than everyone else"
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Draco and Hermione's eyes blinked from the blinding light that caught them. Draco was first to see who it was.
"Creevy? What are you doing may I ask?" inquired Draco as he put his arrogant façade.
"Um, I thought I could get a photo of you two together. Are you two together? Hermione, what about Harry? I thought there was something between you two?"
Hermione's eyes grew wide in shock. "What? You thought that Harry and I are together? No! I don't like him the least---at least as a friend I do but nothing like that Colin!"
"So, are you and Malfoy dating?"
Draco immediately darted Colin a piercing death glare. Then he smirked. "You could call it that"
Hermione's eyes even grew wider. She wasn't able to retort. She couldn't complain. On literal terms, she was DATING her crush. . . she was dating Draco Malfoy.
"Omigod! I'm sorry Hermione, I didn't know you two are civil, um, this civil I mean. I'm sorry Malfoy. I'm going to run off before something happens to me here. . ." uttered Colin as he feared the handsome-looking Slytherin in front of him. He hurriedly crawled away and as soon as he got out, Draco and Hermione saw that Colin jump up and down with the camera clutched in his embrace, probably most anxious to have the pictures developed and reproduced.
Draco's stare shifted to Hermione. "See, easy does it. Just what I needed"
"So, you told him we ARE dating"
"Yeah, just for the lack of better terms, I used the word dating. But so you see, it couldn't get anywhere beyond that. We are just going out. I coined an American term to emphasize the idea that you and I are out for a dinner. Dating, going out, doesn't make any difference"
"See, you could stomach with the thought that we are together"
"Oh come on Granger! We are out here together but we aren't together in the sense that we are supposed to be mutua. It doesn't work that way. Our vibes are of the same wavelength"
Hermione let out a heavy sigh. She looked pitifully into Draco's eyes. "Draco, I'm not going to give up. I can change you"
Draco let out a laugh. "I'm amazed by how much of a true Gryffindor you are. But you can never change me Granger, I refuse to"
Hermione turned her head away to hide her face. She acted as if she was looking for any sign of Creevy around again, but in truth she just had to let her tear fall. She wiped it at once and faced Draco. "Let's eat"
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Later in the night, Draco and Hermione haven't recognized what time it was. They were both touched with alcohol and were losing control of their conscious.
"Uh, Hermione, I reckon we should leave. The professors might be worried", slurred Draco at his words.
"It's early Draco. . . besides I want to cherish the moment that we are together here"
Hermione's eyes were already shut and her head fell onto her arms crossed in front of her over the table. Draco shook her awake and getting a bit annoyed of Draco's nagging, Hermione raised her head and looked at Draco dreamily. It was in fact another one of Hermione's occasional times that she'd drink but it was her first time to get drunk. "You're beautiful Draco. . . why do you have to be who you are?", queried Hermione groggily. Her systems were shutting down.
Draco stared into Hermione's eyes as well. He stared at Hermione's cute little nose. He stared at Hermione's thin red lips. Draco found himself staring at the beauty in front of him---the beautiful creature who was dying to be with him. . . his first time to appreciate what real beauty Hermione had that he just ignored all those time.
"You're beautiful too Hermione. . ." replied Draco as his eyes were failing him.
Surprisingly, Draoc was able to gather enough strength to move. . .
He leaned closer to Hermione and aimed for the thin red lips that were long expecting for his kiss. . .
An inch more and their lips were almost touching. . .
And at last, their lips were in contact and Draco craved more of the soft lips that met his. He danced his tongue over Hermione's lips. . .
And then it struck him.
Draco pulled away at once and Hermione was awakened. Draco was about to puke his guts out. He ran away from Hermione towards the bathroom. "I'm feeling sick", was all Draco managed to say.
Hermione followed Draco to the bathroom even if she was tipsy. "What's wrong Draco? Did the alcohol get to your stomach bad?"
Hermione waited for a reply. Draco was already inside the bathroom and Hermione sworn she heard Draco groan and puke his guts out.
"Stay away!" yelled Draco from inside the restroom.
"Draco, I'm taking you back to Hogwarts. I think you're sick"
"Go away! Go back to Hogwarts alone!"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Just go away bitch! Walk away and head to Hogwarts. I don't need your help!"
"What's the problem Draco? Alcohol intolerant?" asked Hermione worriedly. She could still hear Draco throwing up bad.
"No Hermione! It's you"
Fully awake, Hermione's tears flowed freely over her cold-stricken cheeks and she broke down at the foot of the door of the male's restroom.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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Ther's third chappie after a while! I'm sorry of im updating really slow. I've been bombarded with schoolwork and try as I might to start with anything here, I don't have the time. Anyway, hopefully, I do get the time soon. Christmas vacation is nearing and I'd probably add chapters to all of my fics. Luckily, I'd be able to lift the status of my fics that are ON HIATUS.
So guys, hope you enjoyed this one. This is just the start of it. I'll try to add lemon scenes soon. But with the present situation in the story, I reckon it's impossible to have Hermione and Draco do the DEED as Draco threw up by the mere fact that he kissed Hermione.
Lalala. . .
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Take care y'all!
Chapter 3 Pilfer
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Harry's eyes almost shot out of the sockets of his eyes. He couldn't imagine the great albino being someone who was in the sense, gay. He knew well that he wasn't the type to go to the shower for an hour or so just to have a milk bath or add some more minutes to put on some concealer on his face. He thought that it was impossible.
"Tell me you're kidding Hermione. Malfoy could never be gay. We all know that he's been having sexual affairs with women here and outside so how could it be that someone like him is actually GAY? Not that I don't like them but Malfoy isn't just the type. It's near impossible"
Hermione shook her head morosely. "Believe it Harry. Try as I did to convince him not to feel like that, he disapproved. You now, I know Malfoy's stubborn and all but not stubborn in that. I felt so crushed the moment he told me that WE WERE NOT OF THE SAME BLOOD and all those terms that he used so as to make it through me that we could not just go out"
"But come on Hermione, girls here had been blabbing about their affairs with the ferret. If they are THAT many, then it must be true"
"I guess that there are just as many delusional in this school they think they've something with him only because they like Malfoy but that only happens in their dreams I guess. If I had long been like this and I was just a mere schoolmate, I'd probably invent stories as well"
Hermione sniffed a few more times as she wiped her tears away.
"Mione, don't feel that bad. There are still others who are deserving of you. It just shows that you two are not meant to be"
"Being the known Bookworm around here, I'm dead positive that everyone knows me as a man, Harry. I'm not a girl to anyone"
Harry shook his head twice. He smiled and said, "You are Mione. You are a girl to me"
"Oh don't round me up Harry. I clearly remember Yule Ball at 4th year. If you weren't desperate looking for a date, you wouldn't have chosen me and asked me to it"
"Well that was before you know. Besides, it was good we even considered you to be our date!"
Hermione teasingly punched Harry at his arm. "Harry!"
Hermione smiled at last.
"See, you look better when you smile I was just teasing you"
"Yeah yeah. You always do that"
"So, what do you say about a late night at Hogsmeade with the Weasleys?"
It was Hermione's time to tease. "Oh come one Harry! You and your lame excuse to be with Ginny! Why won't you consider courting her already? I mean, you do look good together and somehow she'd been indebted to you since you saved her at the chamber---"
"Don't tell me that she's indebted to me. It was nothing. If you were in my place, you would've done the same"
"But you see dear, Ginny liked you for eternity. She's been talking about you even before she entered Hogwarts, Ron told me. And Ron also said he wants to stay out of the house during vacation as Ginny has nothing else to talk about but you"
"But Mione, it's not that I don't like her because I do. She's a sweet girl and she's been a good friend ever since but you see, I don't deserve that kind of attention. I wouldn't be able to give her that"
Hermione's lips formed a pout, then a sheepish grin. "Awww. . . how sweet of the famous Harry Potter to admit his flaws"
"Oh come on Hermione! You know that I know that I'm not perfect!"
"Yeah, yeah I know Harry. No need to tell me a hundredth time"
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It was almost evening, when Harry decided to do something with Hermione's predicament. They've practically grown together and he saw how they all changed and transferred in all aspects. And for an odd change, Hermione Granger, the unbeaten intellectual of Hogwarts School of Wizard and Wizardry had had a great crush---and lo, to Draco Malfoy, the almost- physically-perfect Slytherin Quidditch Team Captain and Seeker a.k.a the White Ferret.
Harry was too occupied being bothered by seeing Hermione cry. It wasn't often that Hermione did that. For one, Harry last saw Hermione cry back in their 5th year and that was already a year or so ago. He knew that Hermione was a very strong girl and that she wouldn't cry over anything shallow. And just then, his friend was sulking over the fact that she had a crush, who didn't want to allow anything in between them other than being acquaintances.
There he was, yards away from the Quidditch field. Harry saw that Draco was sitting at one corner where he was checking on his broomstick.
Quite nervous as he was, Harry took courage to stand before the school heartthrob. Harry immediately saw that the bloke was indeed good-looking. Pity for his friend, the albino was someone she couldn't take as a boyfriend.
Draco's gray eyes shifted from his broomstick to Harry. He gave Harry a raised brow. "Here to spat at me?"
"Not quite. It's about Hermione"
Draco snorted. "Thought so. And what about your girlfriend?"
"She's not my girlfriend Malfoy. Just so you know, she likes you and it hurt her that she knew that you know---that you were. . ."
"Gay? Oh come on Potter, if we're gonna talk about that again, I'd say we're gonna waste our time. I've told Granger that it's impossible that anything go in between us. I can't force myself to change for her. . . Not for someone who used to be my enemy"
Harry remained his cool. He saw Hermione's point. . . and Draco's. But for his friend, he knew well to help. "But, you could at least go out with her. No commitments, no nothing. Just go out, enjoy yourselves on a date"
"A DATE? Potter, you must be kidding!"
Harry wanted to strangle Draco at the neck but didn't. "Malfoy, if you want to stay on the Dueling Club, you better straighten things out. Some of the members had been asking me if you were a real you-know-what and I didn't give the benefit of an answer. Prove them wrong, or otherwise mislead them. I heard that a lot of the male students are having second thoughts with being a member of the club because of you. They don't want someone like you to be in the club"
At last, Draco woke to his senses. "What? They're going to take me out of the club or are they going to get out of it?"
"Either way Malfoy. If I were you, I'll take Hermione out even if it means nothing. At least, the students would think that you ARE straight and we wouldn't lose students to compete with other wizarding schools when the time comes"
"Why are you doing this Potter? You wouldn't help me"
Harry shook his head. "Malfoy, I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this for Hermione. I don't want her to get hurt. So I beg you, for Hermione's sake and yours as well, take my word for once. This may be the first and last thing I'm going to ask from you aside from stay away from our sight"
Draco sighed. He didn't want to get out of the Dueling Club. Neither was it a good idea that his father knew that he was someone that Lucius would certainly dislike. But for him, it was all normal. Being one was normal. But ruining the reputation he long built was not. He made a name for himself even without the help of his family's fame and wealth for his looks alone was certainly something to talk about. "I'd think about it. But I don't give you my word but I'll try"
"Very well. Hermione and I along with the Weasleys are going to Hogsmeade tonight. What we do is, I'll mislead Hermione through the village and there you'd come out of nowhere. Just keep sure that the moment my company and I gets out of Hogwarts, you have your eyes on us so that you would be sure that you'll see Hermione when she's LOST. Well from there, by chance that you two do find each other before she finds me, you could ask her on a date"
"I don't know how you talked me into this Potter but I guess this would be the best for now. I don't want my father to hear anything about this"
Harry nodded. "Yeah, you and your blood reputation" Harry felt himself seething in irritation but remained cool. "By the way Malfoy, I'm just wondering how come there are a lot of rumors about you getting laid with almost all the girls here? Any of it true?"
"Ah, well, let's just say that I've tried to date women before"
Harry nodded. He wasn't really feeling like he wanted to talk to Draco any longer. Besides, they were still enemies. He was just asking a favor for Hermione's sake. "We'll be out around 6. See you at Hogsmeade then, er, I mean, you meet Hermione there"
Draco nodded as he clutched tight onto the shaft of his Nimbus. "Potter, I was wondering as well how come you haven't asked Granger out for a date"
Harry was taken aback. But then, he replied promptly. "Uh, well Malfoy, I can't"
Harry turned around and started to walk away. He was almost about 20 yards away when Draco yelled.
"Potter! Why can't you?"
Harry turned his head around and said faintly, "Because she's a good friend that's why. I can't afford to lose her in something like that. . ." He went back to tracing his steps back to the castle.
Draco watched from afar and saw with his own eyes, true love that was winning over Harry. . . a perfect love---unselfish, all-giving and always willing to sacrifice.
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Nighttime came and Draco got well-dressed. He was running around his room searching around for something.
He went over to one corner, over to his desk, and to another corner. Draco didn't even know what he was looking for. And so he decided to run inside his bathroom and saw what he was looking for---
"Ah. . . You're just perfect Draco", he said to himself.
He just found the mirror.
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Ron was beside Hermione when they walked past Zonko's. Harry was waiting for the right time that they would be able to mislead Hermione. He actually talked to the Weasleys about his plan and they agreed to be his apprentices.
Minutes had already passed and they didn't know how to lose Hermione. Harry was getting nervous that Draco could have been getting tired following them around and could have went back to Hogwarts. OR DID MALFOY COME AFTER THEM AT ALL?
Ron let Ginny walk alongside Hermione. He nudged Harry at the side of his stomach and whispered, "Oi Harry, here's a dungbomb. Got one spare from my stuff. If we are lucky enough, this could explode and people here will cause panic and from there we could lose Hermione. What do you say?"
"Have you told Ginny?" inquired Harry nervously. There was a great possibility that their plan wouldn't work out.
"Yeah, she knows already"
"Okay how about now?"
Ron and Harry looked around if there were enough people to eat Hermione through the crowd.
"Now?" asked Ron.
"Now"
Ron aimed the culprit hard onto the ground. There was a great explosion and an awful stench and smoke that filled the area. Ron tried to see through the smoke where Ginny was and as his sister's red hair glistened through the moonlight, he immediately grabbed her out so as not to give Hermione the chance to grab Ginny's cloak through the mob.
There was coughing and people were screaming at the terrible odor that the dungbomb created. The smoke started to subside and Hermione saw that she was alone---without her friends.
"Where are they?" asked Hermione to herself as she was coughing terribly at the foul smell.
"Come", someone told her as the stranger grabbed her by her wrist.
Through the smoke, Hermione tried to look who it was. "Who are you? Where are you taking me?"
After a few more stores that were affected by Ron's successful commotion, Hermione immediately recognized the man who was pulling her away from the crowd. "Malfoy? Where are we going?"
Draco didn't reply. He didn't even stop to drag Hermione through the crowd.
"Malfoy? Where are we headed? If you aren't going to tell me, you might as well let go of my hand"
Draco stopped and glared at Hermione. "I'm not letting you go"
"What? Is this some kind of joke? To tell you honestly Malfoy, I don't have time for this. I have to find my friends!"
"Why won't you look where you at right now", said Draco in a blank voice.
Hermione looked at the establishment in front of them. It was the famous Italian restaurant at Hogsmeade. She at once raised a questioning brow at Draco. "Malfoy?"
"To answer your tons of questions, first, I am Draco Malfoy. Second, I've taken you here. Third, this is not some joke and lastly, we're here for a dinner"
Before Hermione could even reply, Draco grabbed Hermione by her wrist again and Hermione didn't know well to struggle as she was caught at awe.
From behind the stalls along the street, Harry, Ginny, and Ron went out to the clear. Ron and Ginny heaved a sigh of relief.
Harry, on the other hand, felt his heart hurt in a twinge. "Let's go. It's getting late", mouthed Harry, wishing that his friends didn't hear his voice break.
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After explaining to Hermione why Draco had decided to go out with her, without mentioning that it was all Harry's plan, Hermione felt her ego sink low yet again. Draco wasn't there by his own will, but by his decision to keep his good name, if you could call it that.
"See, if we're lucky, someone from Hogwarts might see us together here and I could clear my name of the rumor"
"Using me is not the way I envisioned it to be Draco. You see, even more suspicions will arise the fact that WE are together, you know, being enemies and all. . ."
"It's just the way world works Granger. Sometimes you have to be smarter than everyone else"
*CLICK!*
Draco and Hermione's eyes blinked from the blinding light that caught them. Draco was first to see who it was.
"Creevy? What are you doing may I ask?" inquired Draco as he put his arrogant façade.
"Um, I thought I could get a photo of you two together. Are you two together? Hermione, what about Harry? I thought there was something between you two?"
Hermione's eyes grew wide in shock. "What? You thought that Harry and I are together? No! I don't like him the least---at least as a friend I do but nothing like that Colin!"
"So, are you and Malfoy dating?"
Draco immediately darted Colin a piercing death glare. Then he smirked. "You could call it that"
Hermione's eyes even grew wider. She wasn't able to retort. She couldn't complain. On literal terms, she was DATING her crush. . . she was dating Draco Malfoy.
"Omigod! I'm sorry Hermione, I didn't know you two are civil, um, this civil I mean. I'm sorry Malfoy. I'm going to run off before something happens to me here. . ." uttered Colin as he feared the handsome-looking Slytherin in front of him. He hurriedly crawled away and as soon as he got out, Draco and Hermione saw that Colin jump up and down with the camera clutched in his embrace, probably most anxious to have the pictures developed and reproduced.
Draco's stare shifted to Hermione. "See, easy does it. Just what I needed"
"So, you told him we ARE dating"
"Yeah, just for the lack of better terms, I used the word dating. But so you see, it couldn't get anywhere beyond that. We are just going out. I coined an American term to emphasize the idea that you and I are out for a dinner. Dating, going out, doesn't make any difference"
"See, you could stomach with the thought that we are together"
"Oh come on Granger! We are out here together but we aren't together in the sense that we are supposed to be mutua. It doesn't work that way. Our vibes are of the same wavelength"
Hermione let out a heavy sigh. She looked pitifully into Draco's eyes. "Draco, I'm not going to give up. I can change you"
Draco let out a laugh. "I'm amazed by how much of a true Gryffindor you are. But you can never change me Granger, I refuse to"
Hermione turned her head away to hide her face. She acted as if she was looking for any sign of Creevy around again, but in truth she just had to let her tear fall. She wiped it at once and faced Draco. "Let's eat"
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Later in the night, Draco and Hermione haven't recognized what time it was. They were both touched with alcohol and were losing control of their conscious.
"Uh, Hermione, I reckon we should leave. The professors might be worried", slurred Draco at his words.
"It's early Draco. . . besides I want to cherish the moment that we are together here"
Hermione's eyes were already shut and her head fell onto her arms crossed in front of her over the table. Draco shook her awake and getting a bit annoyed of Draco's nagging, Hermione raised her head and looked at Draco dreamily. It was in fact another one of Hermione's occasional times that she'd drink but it was her first time to get drunk. "You're beautiful Draco. . . why do you have to be who you are?", queried Hermione groggily. Her systems were shutting down.
Draco stared into Hermione's eyes as well. He stared at Hermione's cute little nose. He stared at Hermione's thin red lips. Draco found himself staring at the beauty in front of him---the beautiful creature who was dying to be with him. . . his first time to appreciate what real beauty Hermione had that he just ignored all those time.
"You're beautiful too Hermione. . ." replied Draco as his eyes were failing him.
Surprisingly, Draoc was able to gather enough strength to move. . .
He leaned closer to Hermione and aimed for the thin red lips that were long expecting for his kiss. . .
An inch more and their lips were almost touching. . .
And at last, their lips were in contact and Draco craved more of the soft lips that met his. He danced his tongue over Hermione's lips. . .
And then it struck him.
Draco pulled away at once and Hermione was awakened. Draco was about to puke his guts out. He ran away from Hermione towards the bathroom. "I'm feeling sick", was all Draco managed to say.
Hermione followed Draco to the bathroom even if she was tipsy. "What's wrong Draco? Did the alcohol get to your stomach bad?"
Hermione waited for a reply. Draco was already inside the bathroom and Hermione sworn she heard Draco groan and puke his guts out.
"Stay away!" yelled Draco from inside the restroom.
"Draco, I'm taking you back to Hogwarts. I think you're sick"
"Go away! Go back to Hogwarts alone!"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Just go away bitch! Walk away and head to Hogwarts. I don't need your help!"
"What's the problem Draco? Alcohol intolerant?" asked Hermione worriedly. She could still hear Draco throwing up bad.
"No Hermione! It's you"
Fully awake, Hermione's tears flowed freely over her cold-stricken cheeks and she broke down at the foot of the door of the male's restroom.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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Ther's third chappie after a while! I'm sorry of im updating really slow. I've been bombarded with schoolwork and try as I might to start with anything here, I don't have the time. Anyway, hopefully, I do get the time soon. Christmas vacation is nearing and I'd probably add chapters to all of my fics. Luckily, I'd be able to lift the status of my fics that are ON HIATUS.
So guys, hope you enjoyed this one. This is just the start of it. I'll try to add lemon scenes soon. But with the present situation in the story, I reckon it's impossible to have Hermione and Draco do the DEED as Draco threw up by the mere fact that he kissed Hermione.
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