A/N: LOOK! I'm UPDATING! Ok, jeez, that took awhile. I wonder if anyone is
still going to read this story because it took so long to update 0_-. Well,
thanks to those of you who read on! Er, sorry if this chapter seems... out
of the flow of the others or something. It's because it's been a bit since
the last chapter.
Chapter 11
Hermione was hurrying to Arithmancy after a short snogging session with Draco. She knew that she was at least ten minutes late, and hoped the teacher wouldn't be too angry. She reached the door to the classroom and slowly entered.
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It was dinner time in the Great Hall, and Hermione sat with Ron and Harry at the Gryffindor table. Harry kept giving her meaningful glances, which she was trying her best to ignore. Ron, on the other hand, seemed to notice nothing out of the ordinary.
"Hey, Hermione, could I copy your astrology chart tonight? I've got LOADS of other work to do and it would really help..." he said, looking hopefully at her. Hermione just sighed and shook her head, "Ron, how will you LEARN anything if I do all of your work for you?" Ron grumbled and went back to his shepherd's pie.
Hermione chanced a glance over at the Slytherin table. Draco was sitting calmly eating pudding, not talking to anyone, but looking very thoughtful. She smiled, thinking about earlier that day. She had never even considered that Draco could be so kind and gentle... the way that he had acted since he confessed his feelings was completely out of character. She turned back to her dinner, thinking about how wonderful Draco now seemed.
Suddenly a wave of panic shot through her as she thought about Draco. 'I'd forgotten about the consequences...' she realized, 'I'll eventually have to tell Ron and Harry. And Draco's father... I don't even know what's going to happen with him.' As suddenly as the panic came, it left. 'We're in this together, and as long as we love each other, nothing else matters,' she defiantly told herself.
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The trio had already gone back to the Gryffindor common room and were sitting around the usual table doing homework. Ron kept yawning, and after finally falling asleep over his History of Magic essay and being poked awake by Harry, he went up to bed. This left Harry and Hermione alone for the first time since Harry had said he wanted to talk to her.
"So... Hermione. You've seemed... it seems like something's been bothering you?" Harry began, looking down at his Potions homework, apparently trying to sound non-chalant.
"What makes you think that, Harry?" Hermione replied, trying to conjure up an excuse so that she wouldn't have to tell him about Draco... yet.
"Come on, Hermione. You know I can see right through your facade."
Hermione sighed at him, and then slowly said, "I've just had... something on my mind. Nothing for you to worry about."
Harry looked discontent, but didn't say anything more about it for the next fifteen minutes, during which he finished his essay. After packing up his stuff, he too went up to bed, leaving Hermione practically alone in the common room.
'I really wish I could see Draco right now,' she thought, as the last few stragglers went up to their dormitories. She looked at her watch and saw that it was past midnight. Defiantly looking around the common room, she quickly stuffed her belongings into her bag and headed towards the exit. As she left, she realized that she had no idea where the Slytherin common room was.
'Well, that's awfully stupid of me,' she concluded, turning around to find the picture of the Fat Lady closed and void of an inhabitant.
'Where has the Fat Lady gone?' Hermione thought in a panic, 'She's never been gone when Harry, Ron, and I have come back late before!' She looked around and saw that there was nobody in sight.
Without any way of returning to her dormitory, Hermione decided to go wake a teacher and tell them that she had gone to the toilet and when she came back, the Fat Lady was gone. However, halfway down the second staircase, she ran into somebody who was neither a teacher nor Filch.
It was Draco Malfoy.
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A/N: O boy! LOL, ok I thought the ending was kind of cheesy, but o well. Maybe not... tell me whatcha think. Just remember that I wrote this at one in the morning on a saturday night after having gotten no sleep during the week (stupid school hours -_-). Ah, anyway, not sure when I'll be updating next, but I really do plan on finishing this story! At least, I know where I'd go with the next chapter, which is a first. Well, thanks for reading, and please review ^^.
Chapter 11
Hermione was hurrying to Arithmancy after a short snogging session with Draco. She knew that she was at least ten minutes late, and hoped the teacher wouldn't be too angry. She reached the door to the classroom and slowly entered.
**************************************
It was dinner time in the Great Hall, and Hermione sat with Ron and Harry at the Gryffindor table. Harry kept giving her meaningful glances, which she was trying her best to ignore. Ron, on the other hand, seemed to notice nothing out of the ordinary.
"Hey, Hermione, could I copy your astrology chart tonight? I've got LOADS of other work to do and it would really help..." he said, looking hopefully at her. Hermione just sighed and shook her head, "Ron, how will you LEARN anything if I do all of your work for you?" Ron grumbled and went back to his shepherd's pie.
Hermione chanced a glance over at the Slytherin table. Draco was sitting calmly eating pudding, not talking to anyone, but looking very thoughtful. She smiled, thinking about earlier that day. She had never even considered that Draco could be so kind and gentle... the way that he had acted since he confessed his feelings was completely out of character. She turned back to her dinner, thinking about how wonderful Draco now seemed.
Suddenly a wave of panic shot through her as she thought about Draco. 'I'd forgotten about the consequences...' she realized, 'I'll eventually have to tell Ron and Harry. And Draco's father... I don't even know what's going to happen with him.' As suddenly as the panic came, it left. 'We're in this together, and as long as we love each other, nothing else matters,' she defiantly told herself.
*****************************************
The trio had already gone back to the Gryffindor common room and were sitting around the usual table doing homework. Ron kept yawning, and after finally falling asleep over his History of Magic essay and being poked awake by Harry, he went up to bed. This left Harry and Hermione alone for the first time since Harry had said he wanted to talk to her.
"So... Hermione. You've seemed... it seems like something's been bothering you?" Harry began, looking down at his Potions homework, apparently trying to sound non-chalant.
"What makes you think that, Harry?" Hermione replied, trying to conjure up an excuse so that she wouldn't have to tell him about Draco... yet.
"Come on, Hermione. You know I can see right through your facade."
Hermione sighed at him, and then slowly said, "I've just had... something on my mind. Nothing for you to worry about."
Harry looked discontent, but didn't say anything more about it for the next fifteen minutes, during which he finished his essay. After packing up his stuff, he too went up to bed, leaving Hermione practically alone in the common room.
'I really wish I could see Draco right now,' she thought, as the last few stragglers went up to their dormitories. She looked at her watch and saw that it was past midnight. Defiantly looking around the common room, she quickly stuffed her belongings into her bag and headed towards the exit. As she left, she realized that she had no idea where the Slytherin common room was.
'Well, that's awfully stupid of me,' she concluded, turning around to find the picture of the Fat Lady closed and void of an inhabitant.
'Where has the Fat Lady gone?' Hermione thought in a panic, 'She's never been gone when Harry, Ron, and I have come back late before!' She looked around and saw that there was nobody in sight.
Without any way of returning to her dormitory, Hermione decided to go wake a teacher and tell them that she had gone to the toilet and when she came back, the Fat Lady was gone. However, halfway down the second staircase, she ran into somebody who was neither a teacher nor Filch.
It was Draco Malfoy.
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A/N: O boy! LOL, ok I thought the ending was kind of cheesy, but o well. Maybe not... tell me whatcha think. Just remember that I wrote this at one in the morning on a saturday night after having gotten no sleep during the week (stupid school hours -_-). Ah, anyway, not sure when I'll be updating next, but I really do plan on finishing this story! At least, I know where I'd go with the next chapter, which is a first. Well, thanks for reading, and please review ^^.