Chapter 10
Hermione was alone on her way to the Great Hall the morning after the Draco incident. The night before she had hardly gotten any sleep thinking about him. She still didn't know what was going on. Having an actual relationship with Draco seemed too weird to her. She had only barely stopped hating him, and she wasn't sure if she had meant it when she that she LOVED him. Like, yes, but love was a whole different concept.
The thing was, Hermione KNEW that she had some sort of feelings for Draco, she had even admitted it to him. She was just finding it hard admitting it to herself because of all of the trouble it would cause in her life. For one thing, how would Harry and Ron react? Not very well was her guess, and she treasured their friendship very much. Secondly, what about Draco's father? She didn't particularly want to anger him...
After entering the Great Hall and reaching the Gryffindor table, Hermione greeted Ron and Harry with a much too cheerful smile.
"Er, Hermione, why so happy? Did you get your charms test back early or something?" Ron asked sarcastically, sliding over to make room for her at the table.
"No, I'm not especially happy," she replied, realizing that she had put on too much of an act of contentedness. She sat down and began to fill her plate with breakfast items. Harry, sitting on the other side of the table, was staring at her. Harry could almost always see through her, but she hoped he wouldn't ask any questions just now.
'Well,' she thought to herself, 'obviously I won't be able to think about Draco right now. I hope he doesn't want to talk yet...'
She glanced over at the Slytherin table and caught sight of him sitting at the far end. He was talking to another Slytherin boy who was neither Crabbe nor Goyle. He didn't seem to notice her, so she turned back to her food and began to eat.
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When they entered Herbology, Harry made an obvious effort to stand next to Hermione. 'Great,' Hermione thought, 'Here come the questions.'
Just as she had expected, Harry leaned close to her and whispered, "Hermione, what's up?" Hermione sighed and put on a confused look, pretending not to know what he was talking about. Harry continued to look at her, though, and merely said, "Fine, but we're going to talk later."
Hermione nodded, knowing that she wouldn't be able to trick him into thinking she was all right, but she worried about what she would say to him when he began to ask questions. Obviously she couldn't tell him about Draco, at least not yet. Not until she had figured everything out. With that, she again began to think about Draco.
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Hermione was on her way to Arithmancy alone after lunch when she was suddenly yanked around a corner by someone's hand. The someone turned out to be Draco. During the whole morning Hermione had been thinking, and luckily she had finally come to a conclusion. Draco looked at her expectedly and quietly said, "Well, I don't mean to rush you. I was just wondering if you'd..." "Thought about it any more?" Hermione cut him off.
He nodded and stared silently at her. Hermione hoped she was ready to tell him her answer. She didn't feel as if she'd thought it through enough. But for once, she felt that she should just follow her instinct which was...
"Draco, obviously I have feelings for you as I've already admitted, and I think I could forgive you. It might be a difficult situation, but I'm willing to go through it."
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A/N: Er, ya. I don't know if that flowed very well. Actually I don't know if the last three chapter flowed very well. Sorry if they didn't x.x but there have been long gaps in between the time I'm writing each of them. O Boy, I have finals this week so I won't be updating most likely. Thanks to my reviewers!!! You guys make me want to keep writing this story, lol. ^^
Hermione was alone on her way to the Great Hall the morning after the Draco incident. The night before she had hardly gotten any sleep thinking about him. She still didn't know what was going on. Having an actual relationship with Draco seemed too weird to her. She had only barely stopped hating him, and she wasn't sure if she had meant it when she that she LOVED him. Like, yes, but love was a whole different concept.
The thing was, Hermione KNEW that she had some sort of feelings for Draco, she had even admitted it to him. She was just finding it hard admitting it to herself because of all of the trouble it would cause in her life. For one thing, how would Harry and Ron react? Not very well was her guess, and she treasured their friendship very much. Secondly, what about Draco's father? She didn't particularly want to anger him...
After entering the Great Hall and reaching the Gryffindor table, Hermione greeted Ron and Harry with a much too cheerful smile.
"Er, Hermione, why so happy? Did you get your charms test back early or something?" Ron asked sarcastically, sliding over to make room for her at the table.
"No, I'm not especially happy," she replied, realizing that she had put on too much of an act of contentedness. She sat down and began to fill her plate with breakfast items. Harry, sitting on the other side of the table, was staring at her. Harry could almost always see through her, but she hoped he wouldn't ask any questions just now.
'Well,' she thought to herself, 'obviously I won't be able to think about Draco right now. I hope he doesn't want to talk yet...'
She glanced over at the Slytherin table and caught sight of him sitting at the far end. He was talking to another Slytherin boy who was neither Crabbe nor Goyle. He didn't seem to notice her, so she turned back to her food and began to eat.
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When they entered Herbology, Harry made an obvious effort to stand next to Hermione. 'Great,' Hermione thought, 'Here come the questions.'
Just as she had expected, Harry leaned close to her and whispered, "Hermione, what's up?" Hermione sighed and put on a confused look, pretending not to know what he was talking about. Harry continued to look at her, though, and merely said, "Fine, but we're going to talk later."
Hermione nodded, knowing that she wouldn't be able to trick him into thinking she was all right, but she worried about what she would say to him when he began to ask questions. Obviously she couldn't tell him about Draco, at least not yet. Not until she had figured everything out. With that, she again began to think about Draco.
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Hermione was on her way to Arithmancy alone after lunch when she was suddenly yanked around a corner by someone's hand. The someone turned out to be Draco. During the whole morning Hermione had been thinking, and luckily she had finally come to a conclusion. Draco looked at her expectedly and quietly said, "Well, I don't mean to rush you. I was just wondering if you'd..." "Thought about it any more?" Hermione cut him off.
He nodded and stared silently at her. Hermione hoped she was ready to tell him her answer. She didn't feel as if she'd thought it through enough. But for once, she felt that she should just follow her instinct which was...
"Draco, obviously I have feelings for you as I've already admitted, and I think I could forgive you. It might be a difficult situation, but I'm willing to go through it."
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A/N: Er, ya. I don't know if that flowed very well. Actually I don't know if the last three chapter flowed very well. Sorry if they didn't x.x but there have been long gaps in between the time I'm writing each of them. O Boy, I have finals this week so I won't be updating most likely. Thanks to my reviewers!!! You guys make me want to keep writing this story, lol. ^^