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A/N: omg i am soooooooooooooo sorry for not updating in a loooooooooooong time...i've been sooooooo busy with school, and plays, and work...and soo much...but i miss updating and hearing from you guys, so here's a new update...hope you like it! (Sorry guys...i have no time for personal thank yous!)
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Harry grabbed his glasses and snuck down to the common room. It was just after three in the morning and Harry sat alone on a couch, wondering what to do. He didn't want to tell Dumbledore, only to get sent back to Occulmency lessons with Snape. He decided on telling Ron first, then maybe Hermione, then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Hermione was the first to wake that morning, going through her morning routines without a care in the world. Draco always woke up an hour after she did, so just before leaving, she stopped by his room to wake him up. She opened the door quietly and peeked her head inside. There he lay, shirtless, scrambled in his sheets, his chest rising up and down so peacefully. She entered the room smiling.
"Draco," she whispered edging closer to his bed. He twitched, but did not wake.
"Draco," she repeated, this time close to his ear. His eyes remained closed, but his lips formed a smile. She knew he was awake so she got up to leave. He grabbed her from behind and pulled her back to his bed.
"And where do you think you're going?" He mumbled, kissing her neck. She giggled as she played with his hair.
"School," she answered, "And that's where you're going too."
"Really?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He began to tickle her and laughed watching her squeel and squirm. She managed to roll away from him, but he just moved next to her, resting on his elbows as he placed his face above hers. She found herself gazing into those silver eyes. The same silver eyes she once loathed, but now lusted for. His eyes were the key to his soul and Hermione found a new sense of feeling each time she looked into them.
Draco kissed her softly at first then deepened the kiss as his tongue thrashed inside her cheeks. He kissed her again and again, his hands clumsily finding the buttons of her uniform. He didn't take her top off, but merely moved his kiss down to caress her. His tender kiss left small kisses down her neck to her chest, then stopped at his favourite place; her stomack. When he looked up at her, she motioned for him to come back up. Once there, Hermione began kissing him again, but pulled back, placing a gentle finger on his lips. She wanted to continue as much as he did.
"Not now," she whispered. He glanced up at the clock, realizing he was going to be late. He jumped out of bed, and kissed Hermione on the cheek before rushing to the bathroom. Hermione buttoned up her top and with her books, she headed down to the Great Hall.
"Oy Hermione!" Ron greeted, his mouth half full with bread.
"Morning Ron," she shook her head, smiling at him.
"Where's Harry?" She asked, looking around for him.
"Went back to the tower. Said he forgot something," Ron managed to say in between chews.
"So how come you're late? You're usually down here way before Harry and I?"
"I woke up late," she lied. Ron feigned shoch as he pretended to choke.
"What? Hermione Granger? Woke up late? A first in Hogwarts history! Someone call the presses!"
Hermione laughed at what a goof he was and sat herself next to him for breakfast. Harry came in and sat down moments later.
"Harry! Are you alright?" Hermione asked, seeing the dark circles under his eyes.
"Didn't sleep well," Harry grumbled as he picked up a slice of toast.
"What happened?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing."
"Harry," Hermione said. She watched him close his eyes and breath in slowly.
"It was just a bad dream," he answered. Ron and Hermione looked at each other, their eyes filled with concern.
"What kind of bad dream Harry?" Hermione pushed on.
"It was nothing okay?" Harry said in his "that's final" tone. Hermione and Ron stayed worried as the day progressed, watching Harry trudge through classes. At the end of the day, Ron promised Hermione that he'd talk to Harry.
"Harry, what's going on?" Ron said as the two entered their room after classes.
"I don't think it was a normal dream Ron," Harry started. Ron understood what he meant, but let Harry continue.
"I was Voldemort again," Harry watched as Ron twitched slightly at the name.
"They're plotting something," Harry said, leaving out most of the details.
"What are they planning?" Ron whispered, somewhat afraid of the answer.
"I don't know," Harry said, "But Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"Whatever you do, DON'T tell Hermione."
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Ron met Hermione an hour later in the front entrance.
"Did you talk to him?" Hermione asked. Ron nodded.
"He just said that he dreamed about You-Know-Who and all the things he's done to Harry in the past."
"So why couldn't Harry tell us at breakfast?"
"Erm...because the dream was still vivid in his mind. he hadn't gotten over it yet," Ron lied.
"But he's okay now?"
"Yeah," Ron hated lying to her.
~~~
March ended and April flew by as all the NEWT classes kept every student busy with work. Even Quidditch was tough to schedule with everyone having their noses in their books.
Hermione sat in the common room with Draco by her side, when her owl flew in with a letter. She opened it and read quietly, Draco studying her expression.
Dear Hermione,
How are you doing? I'm sorry I haven't written in awhile, but I've been very busy in the office, and I suspect you ahve been too, with your graduation just around the corner. So how is school there? Any new problems with that Head Boy? If he's giving you trouble, I'm always here! Your mother told me about you planning to find your own place in that world. Have you found anything that you like yet? Your mother seems to be doing bery well, I've talked to her at the office a few times, and she says she loves sitting by the beach at night. Well, I hope you enjoy your last few months at Hogwarts.
Love,
Dad
She smiled folding the letter up. Draco saw the smile, knowing that everything was okay. He lightly kissed her exposed shoulders, then looked up at her.
"Everything's okay?" He asked, already knowing the answer.
"Everything's perfect," she answered, kissing him gently.
"That was my father. He just wanted to say hi and see how everything is going. He wants me to tell him if I have any problems with you though," she grinned. He looked at her, both puzzled and shocked.
"He knows about us?" He cocked his head to one side. She giggled, "No, but he knows you're the Head Boy and that we never really got along."
"Oh," he said, his eyes filled with mischief.
"What?" She asked, recognizing that look.
"Nothing," he said innocently, once again kissing her shoulders, then moving to her lips. His fingers found her waist, tracing her soft figure.
"Are you having any problems with me?" He teased, pulling his lips from hers. She moved her lips to his ear.
"What do you think?" She murmured, undoing his top. She wore a very seductive look on her face, and he stood up, taking his shirt off anf leaving it on the couch. He turned to Hermione and lifted her up, his muscles bulging out of his arms and chest. She giggled as she grabbed hold of his neck. He carried her to his bedroom, placing her gently on his bed.
"Mmm," Hermione hummed, "I like where this is going."
Draco took off her shirt, then slid her skirt off slowly. She lay alone on the bed, wearing nothing but the moonlight thata bathed the room. He unbuckled his own pants and lay on top of her, kissing her firmly as he continued to pull in and out of her.
[You touch me in places deep in my heart
Imagination runs wild in the dark
Babe I surrender only to you
I can't remember how it feels to be blue.]
"I'll love you always and forever Hermione," Draco murmured, holding her naked body close.
"Forever?" Hermione breathed, cuddling into his chest.
"Forever after the sunset," Draco said.
"Promise?" She looked up at him, staring deep into his silver eyes.
"Promise," he said without hesitation.
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well i hope yoo enjoyed that...still soooooooo much thatz about to happen *gasp* i mean...harry's got those dreams again! that can't be a good sign! review if you want to read more!!! luv y'all! Ciao!
-Baby T
A/N: omg i am soooooooooooooo sorry for not updating in a loooooooooooong time...i've been sooooooo busy with school, and plays, and work...and soo much...but i miss updating and hearing from you guys, so here's a new update...hope you like it! (Sorry guys...i have no time for personal thank yous!)
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Harry grabbed his glasses and snuck down to the common room. It was just after three in the morning and Harry sat alone on a couch, wondering what to do. He didn't want to tell Dumbledore, only to get sent back to Occulmency lessons with Snape. He decided on telling Ron first, then maybe Hermione, then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Hermione was the first to wake that morning, going through her morning routines without a care in the world. Draco always woke up an hour after she did, so just before leaving, she stopped by his room to wake him up. She opened the door quietly and peeked her head inside. There he lay, shirtless, scrambled in his sheets, his chest rising up and down so peacefully. She entered the room smiling.
"Draco," she whispered edging closer to his bed. He twitched, but did not wake.
"Draco," she repeated, this time close to his ear. His eyes remained closed, but his lips formed a smile. She knew he was awake so she got up to leave. He grabbed her from behind and pulled her back to his bed.
"And where do you think you're going?" He mumbled, kissing her neck. She giggled as she played with his hair.
"School," she answered, "And that's where you're going too."
"Really?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He began to tickle her and laughed watching her squeel and squirm. She managed to roll away from him, but he just moved next to her, resting on his elbows as he placed his face above hers. She found herself gazing into those silver eyes. The same silver eyes she once loathed, but now lusted for. His eyes were the key to his soul and Hermione found a new sense of feeling each time she looked into them.
Draco kissed her softly at first then deepened the kiss as his tongue thrashed inside her cheeks. He kissed her again and again, his hands clumsily finding the buttons of her uniform. He didn't take her top off, but merely moved his kiss down to caress her. His tender kiss left small kisses down her neck to her chest, then stopped at his favourite place; her stomack. When he looked up at her, she motioned for him to come back up. Once there, Hermione began kissing him again, but pulled back, placing a gentle finger on his lips. She wanted to continue as much as he did.
"Not now," she whispered. He glanced up at the clock, realizing he was going to be late. He jumped out of bed, and kissed Hermione on the cheek before rushing to the bathroom. Hermione buttoned up her top and with her books, she headed down to the Great Hall.
"Oy Hermione!" Ron greeted, his mouth half full with bread.
"Morning Ron," she shook her head, smiling at him.
"Where's Harry?" She asked, looking around for him.
"Went back to the tower. Said he forgot something," Ron managed to say in between chews.
"So how come you're late? You're usually down here way before Harry and I?"
"I woke up late," she lied. Ron feigned shoch as he pretended to choke.
"What? Hermione Granger? Woke up late? A first in Hogwarts history! Someone call the presses!"
Hermione laughed at what a goof he was and sat herself next to him for breakfast. Harry came in and sat down moments later.
"Harry! Are you alright?" Hermione asked, seeing the dark circles under his eyes.
"Didn't sleep well," Harry grumbled as he picked up a slice of toast.
"What happened?" Hermione asked.
"Nothing."
"Harry," Hermione said. She watched him close his eyes and breath in slowly.
"It was just a bad dream," he answered. Ron and Hermione looked at each other, their eyes filled with concern.
"What kind of bad dream Harry?" Hermione pushed on.
"It was nothing okay?" Harry said in his "that's final" tone. Hermione and Ron stayed worried as the day progressed, watching Harry trudge through classes. At the end of the day, Ron promised Hermione that he'd talk to Harry.
"Harry, what's going on?" Ron said as the two entered their room after classes.
"I don't think it was a normal dream Ron," Harry started. Ron understood what he meant, but let Harry continue.
"I was Voldemort again," Harry watched as Ron twitched slightly at the name.
"They're plotting something," Harry said, leaving out most of the details.
"What are they planning?" Ron whispered, somewhat afraid of the answer.
"I don't know," Harry said, "But Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"Whatever you do, DON'T tell Hermione."
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Ron met Hermione an hour later in the front entrance.
"Did you talk to him?" Hermione asked. Ron nodded.
"He just said that he dreamed about You-Know-Who and all the things he's done to Harry in the past."
"So why couldn't Harry tell us at breakfast?"
"Erm...because the dream was still vivid in his mind. he hadn't gotten over it yet," Ron lied.
"But he's okay now?"
"Yeah," Ron hated lying to her.
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March ended and April flew by as all the NEWT classes kept every student busy with work. Even Quidditch was tough to schedule with everyone having their noses in their books.
Hermione sat in the common room with Draco by her side, when her owl flew in with a letter. She opened it and read quietly, Draco studying her expression.
Dear Hermione,
How are you doing? I'm sorry I haven't written in awhile, but I've been very busy in the office, and I suspect you ahve been too, with your graduation just around the corner. So how is school there? Any new problems with that Head Boy? If he's giving you trouble, I'm always here! Your mother told me about you planning to find your own place in that world. Have you found anything that you like yet? Your mother seems to be doing bery well, I've talked to her at the office a few times, and she says she loves sitting by the beach at night. Well, I hope you enjoy your last few months at Hogwarts.
Love,
Dad
She smiled folding the letter up. Draco saw the smile, knowing that everything was okay. He lightly kissed her exposed shoulders, then looked up at her.
"Everything's okay?" He asked, already knowing the answer.
"Everything's perfect," she answered, kissing him gently.
"That was my father. He just wanted to say hi and see how everything is going. He wants me to tell him if I have any problems with you though," she grinned. He looked at her, both puzzled and shocked.
"He knows about us?" He cocked his head to one side. She giggled, "No, but he knows you're the Head Boy and that we never really got along."
"Oh," he said, his eyes filled with mischief.
"What?" She asked, recognizing that look.
"Nothing," he said innocently, once again kissing her shoulders, then moving to her lips. His fingers found her waist, tracing her soft figure.
"Are you having any problems with me?" He teased, pulling his lips from hers. She moved her lips to his ear.
"What do you think?" She murmured, undoing his top. She wore a very seductive look on her face, and he stood up, taking his shirt off anf leaving it on the couch. He turned to Hermione and lifted her up, his muscles bulging out of his arms and chest. She giggled as she grabbed hold of his neck. He carried her to his bedroom, placing her gently on his bed.
"Mmm," Hermione hummed, "I like where this is going."
Draco took off her shirt, then slid her skirt off slowly. She lay alone on the bed, wearing nothing but the moonlight thata bathed the room. He unbuckled his own pants and lay on top of her, kissing her firmly as he continued to pull in and out of her.
[You touch me in places deep in my heart
Imagination runs wild in the dark
Babe I surrender only to you
I can't remember how it feels to be blue.]
"I'll love you always and forever Hermione," Draco murmured, holding her naked body close.
"Forever?" Hermione breathed, cuddling into his chest.
"Forever after the sunset," Draco said.
"Promise?" She looked up at him, staring deep into his silver eyes.
"Promise," he said without hesitation.
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well i hope yoo enjoyed that...still soooooooo much thatz about to happen *gasp* i mean...harry's got those dreams again! that can't be a good sign! review if you want to read more!!! luv y'all! Ciao!
-Baby T