Disclaimer: I own nothing except the poem, which should be quite obvious by
now, as I've been saying that the whole time!
A/N: I'm going to see if I can write a whole chapter in one setting, even if it isn't long or very good. I'm considering changing the rating to R because my pervy mind can get carried away sometimes. This is from Draco's POV, by the way. Anyway, read and enjoy!
A/N 2: I'm so sorry all my chapters are short! I promise to try to write longer ones, I know that most people prefer to have a longer chapter! I just run out of ideas for the chapter before I finish it! Anyways, this one will be longer, I promise!
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Chapter Six: What a Dream!
I woke up in a sweat, remembering every detail of my dream. It was the ultimate fantasy that couldn't come true. I sighed and mentally shook myself. I was probably the only guy in Hogwarts who could find Hermione Granger sexy. I groaned as I remembered the dream. The thought of Hermione vulnerable like that made me want her more than ever-in every way.
~*~Flashback to dream~*~ I saw her, wandering around campus, wondering what she was doing, what she was thinking. I decided that I wanted to scare her a bit, and tell her exactly how I felt for her. Oddly, I felt calm about this; as if I knew she wasn't going to reject me. I felt that there was no way she could reject me. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around my waist, holding her. I leaned in and smelled her sweet perfume and whispered in her ear. "Hermione, I love you. The very thought of you entrances me, and all I want is for us to be together, in every way possible." I felt her body shiver, and was turned on by this. All I wanted at the moment was her. I turned her around, took her in my arms once more, and kissed her. I felt her kiss me back, and was somewhat surprised and relieved. Apparently there was a part of me accepting the possibility of doubt. We pulled out of the kiss, she held me close, and whispered in my ear "Draco, I love you too." ~*~End Flashback~*~
I thought of how her lips felt on mine; of how they seemed made just for me to kiss. There had been electricity in even that made up kiss; electricity that didn't belong to enemies, but to two predestined lovers.
I then wondered if Hermione and I really were meant to be together. There couldn't be any way we would ever get along; we were too different. If we were to go steady or be in a relationship at all, we would always bicker and fight. I knew it was useless to wish for her, and even more useless to love her, but somehow I couldn't help it. I couldn't help thinking of her sweet smile and even sweeter laugh. I couldn't help thinking about her chestnut hair and eyes. I couldn't help thinking of the sexy way she swung her hips ever so slightly when she walked. I couldn't help admitting I was madly in love with her, but wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
Being in love with her felt right, and at the same it felt so wrong. It seemed to give me a purpose in life, to give me something worth more than anything I could buy in a store. Yet, at the same time, it went against everything I was taught from the time I could repeat what I was told. I was always taught that Muggle-born witches and wizards were filth, and a general waste of education.
Hermione, however, changed my thoughts completely, even though she didn't know it. I no longer thought of her, or any other Muggle-born, as trash. There was no way, that Hermione, the most beautiful and most perfect girl I had ever known could be trash just because of her parentage. It didn't work that way. Unfortunately, Hermione thought I was trash. I just knew she did.
I sighed and decided it was about time for me to get my lazy bum out of bed. After pulling on my robes and grabbing my bag I headed up to the Great Hall, dodging Pansy on my way out of the common room. I sat down in my customary spot, facing the Gryffindor table, and proceeded to pretend to eat breakfast while really staring at Hermione.
I don't know what attracted me to her in the first place. She had bushy, brown hair that she had somehow managed to tame and darken to a chestnut since our first year. She didn't have much of a figure when we first met, and still didn't seem to have much of one, unless her robes were hiding them. Her eyes were still the same, dark brown, but they had always been her best feature. They lit up when she laughed, or when she was talking to Harry and Ron, and turned fiery whenever she shot insults at me. Somehow, over the years, her eyes had lost some of that fire, and had softened, as if she was never really mad at me. This had always puzzled me.
As I was sitting in class, I was remembering the dream, and took out a piece of parchment paper, and wrote this:
Hidden in my dreams
I can find what I seek
I can have what I want
But the only thing I want is you
I want you
Here,
Now,
Forever
So tell me you'll be mine
And let me hold you in my arms
Feel your soft skin, all your curves
Say that you'll be mine
And then I shall rejoice
For I shall have all I really want
After finishing this, I got to work on my real assignment: a paper on the dangers of using love potions. When the bell rang and Professor Snape released us from class, I gladly went to my dorm, and wrote down my new poem in a notebook. I had gotten into this habit lately of keeping all my poems together so that I had a collection of them. I hoped that someday, after Hermione and I were together, that I could show her all the poems I had written over the years. I knew it was a bit sappy and unrealistic to hope we would ever get together, but I knew that I wouldn't . . . couldn't be happy until I had her in my arms.
After writing down my poem, I got to work on my assignment. I wanted to finish it quickly, because the last thing I wanted was to be forced to think about love more than I already had to.
I decided, after finishing the paper I could either head to the library, or go flying on my Nimbus. I decided to go flying. I loved the rush and excitement of taking off, and the rush of doing a successful dive. Lately I had taken to testing my limits; seeing how far down I could dive before I had to pull up without panicking. It was a great stress reducer.
So I headed out to the pitch, only to find Potter, Weasley and Hermione there. I subconsciously rubbed the scars on my arm, something I had never done before. I quickly took my hand away and yelled out to the three of them. "What are you three doing out here?" I was too distracted to think of something witty to say. They seemed to have noticed I wasn't my usual self; at least, Hermione did, because as I started to walk off the pitch in humiliation, she followed me. "Malfoy . . . Draco, what is wrong? Something is obviously wrong, because not only could you come up with some stupid witty comment about us, but I also saw you rubbing your arm. What was that about?"
Instead of answering her, I continued on my way to the castle. She just followed me, continuing to try to get some answers out of me. "Draco, I can tell something is wrong. Don't try to act like there isn't. You aren't acting like yourself. I just-"
"Just what, Hermione? Just want to help me? It's too late to help me. It's your fault I'm like this to begin with. I'm like this because I . . ."
"You what, Draco?"
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A/N: I'm leaving this a cliffie, cuz I can . . . lol. Sorry it took me so long to update, btw! I lost my floppy this story is on, and it took me forever and then some to find it, and then I just couldn't come up with anything to write. So please, please keep reading. I can't wait to write the next chapter . . . lol. I may even start on it now. And I don't even know if this chapter is longer than any of the others, but it feels like it is. Many, many apologies if it isn't!
A/N 2: I just wanted to say thank you to all who reviewed! It makes my day when I see that you guys have reviewed on my story! I never expected so many people to like it, so I am totally shocked when I get reviews! Oh, and rumplekitty16, of course you can print it!! I'm so happy!! Thank you to all my reviewers!! *hugs all her reviewers*
A/N: I'm going to see if I can write a whole chapter in one setting, even if it isn't long or very good. I'm considering changing the rating to R because my pervy mind can get carried away sometimes. This is from Draco's POV, by the way. Anyway, read and enjoy!
A/N 2: I'm so sorry all my chapters are short! I promise to try to write longer ones, I know that most people prefer to have a longer chapter! I just run out of ideas for the chapter before I finish it! Anyways, this one will be longer, I promise!
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Chapter Six: What a Dream!
I woke up in a sweat, remembering every detail of my dream. It was the ultimate fantasy that couldn't come true. I sighed and mentally shook myself. I was probably the only guy in Hogwarts who could find Hermione Granger sexy. I groaned as I remembered the dream. The thought of Hermione vulnerable like that made me want her more than ever-in every way.
~*~Flashback to dream~*~ I saw her, wandering around campus, wondering what she was doing, what she was thinking. I decided that I wanted to scare her a bit, and tell her exactly how I felt for her. Oddly, I felt calm about this; as if I knew she wasn't going to reject me. I felt that there was no way she could reject me. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around my waist, holding her. I leaned in and smelled her sweet perfume and whispered in her ear. "Hermione, I love you. The very thought of you entrances me, and all I want is for us to be together, in every way possible." I felt her body shiver, and was turned on by this. All I wanted at the moment was her. I turned her around, took her in my arms once more, and kissed her. I felt her kiss me back, and was somewhat surprised and relieved. Apparently there was a part of me accepting the possibility of doubt. We pulled out of the kiss, she held me close, and whispered in my ear "Draco, I love you too." ~*~End Flashback~*~
I thought of how her lips felt on mine; of how they seemed made just for me to kiss. There had been electricity in even that made up kiss; electricity that didn't belong to enemies, but to two predestined lovers.
I then wondered if Hermione and I really were meant to be together. There couldn't be any way we would ever get along; we were too different. If we were to go steady or be in a relationship at all, we would always bicker and fight. I knew it was useless to wish for her, and even more useless to love her, but somehow I couldn't help it. I couldn't help thinking of her sweet smile and even sweeter laugh. I couldn't help thinking about her chestnut hair and eyes. I couldn't help thinking of the sexy way she swung her hips ever so slightly when she walked. I couldn't help admitting I was madly in love with her, but wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
Being in love with her felt right, and at the same it felt so wrong. It seemed to give me a purpose in life, to give me something worth more than anything I could buy in a store. Yet, at the same time, it went against everything I was taught from the time I could repeat what I was told. I was always taught that Muggle-born witches and wizards were filth, and a general waste of education.
Hermione, however, changed my thoughts completely, even though she didn't know it. I no longer thought of her, or any other Muggle-born, as trash. There was no way, that Hermione, the most beautiful and most perfect girl I had ever known could be trash just because of her parentage. It didn't work that way. Unfortunately, Hermione thought I was trash. I just knew she did.
I sighed and decided it was about time for me to get my lazy bum out of bed. After pulling on my robes and grabbing my bag I headed up to the Great Hall, dodging Pansy on my way out of the common room. I sat down in my customary spot, facing the Gryffindor table, and proceeded to pretend to eat breakfast while really staring at Hermione.
I don't know what attracted me to her in the first place. She had bushy, brown hair that she had somehow managed to tame and darken to a chestnut since our first year. She didn't have much of a figure when we first met, and still didn't seem to have much of one, unless her robes were hiding them. Her eyes were still the same, dark brown, but they had always been her best feature. They lit up when she laughed, or when she was talking to Harry and Ron, and turned fiery whenever she shot insults at me. Somehow, over the years, her eyes had lost some of that fire, and had softened, as if she was never really mad at me. This had always puzzled me.
As I was sitting in class, I was remembering the dream, and took out a piece of parchment paper, and wrote this:
Hidden in my dreams
I can find what I seek
I can have what I want
But the only thing I want is you
I want you
Here,
Now,
Forever
So tell me you'll be mine
And let me hold you in my arms
Feel your soft skin, all your curves
Say that you'll be mine
And then I shall rejoice
For I shall have all I really want
After finishing this, I got to work on my real assignment: a paper on the dangers of using love potions. When the bell rang and Professor Snape released us from class, I gladly went to my dorm, and wrote down my new poem in a notebook. I had gotten into this habit lately of keeping all my poems together so that I had a collection of them. I hoped that someday, after Hermione and I were together, that I could show her all the poems I had written over the years. I knew it was a bit sappy and unrealistic to hope we would ever get together, but I knew that I wouldn't . . . couldn't be happy until I had her in my arms.
After writing down my poem, I got to work on my assignment. I wanted to finish it quickly, because the last thing I wanted was to be forced to think about love more than I already had to.
I decided, after finishing the paper I could either head to the library, or go flying on my Nimbus. I decided to go flying. I loved the rush and excitement of taking off, and the rush of doing a successful dive. Lately I had taken to testing my limits; seeing how far down I could dive before I had to pull up without panicking. It was a great stress reducer.
So I headed out to the pitch, only to find Potter, Weasley and Hermione there. I subconsciously rubbed the scars on my arm, something I had never done before. I quickly took my hand away and yelled out to the three of them. "What are you three doing out here?" I was too distracted to think of something witty to say. They seemed to have noticed I wasn't my usual self; at least, Hermione did, because as I started to walk off the pitch in humiliation, she followed me. "Malfoy . . . Draco, what is wrong? Something is obviously wrong, because not only could you come up with some stupid witty comment about us, but I also saw you rubbing your arm. What was that about?"
Instead of answering her, I continued on my way to the castle. She just followed me, continuing to try to get some answers out of me. "Draco, I can tell something is wrong. Don't try to act like there isn't. You aren't acting like yourself. I just-"
"Just what, Hermione? Just want to help me? It's too late to help me. It's your fault I'm like this to begin with. I'm like this because I . . ."
"You what, Draco?"
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A/N: I'm leaving this a cliffie, cuz I can . . . lol. Sorry it took me so long to update, btw! I lost my floppy this story is on, and it took me forever and then some to find it, and then I just couldn't come up with anything to write. So please, please keep reading. I can't wait to write the next chapter . . . lol. I may even start on it now. And I don't even know if this chapter is longer than any of the others, but it feels like it is. Many, many apologies if it isn't!
A/N 2: I just wanted to say thank you to all who reviewed! It makes my day when I see that you guys have reviewed on my story! I never expected so many people to like it, so I am totally shocked when I get reviews! Oh, and rumplekitty16, of course you can print it!! I'm so happy!! Thank you to all my reviewers!! *hugs all her reviewers*