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Chapter 6
Yesterday the most amazing thing happened. Hermione and I kissed. And it wasn't just your normal peck type of kiss, it was a deep, lingering, meaningful type of kiss; which, I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed. She is so beautiful, I almost stopped breathing when she leant over, I could smell her hair as it fell against my face, it smelt like cinnamon and apple. Then, and I still think that I'm imagined it, she told me that she loved me too. I think that at that point I did stop breathing, I was so happy.
Anyway, we kissed again, for ages, and then I walked her to the dining hall, because it was time for the evening meal. Then we kissed again when we said goodbye, and I walked away elated. I couldn't even eat a thing, and my behaviour must have been noticeable, because even Crabbe and Goyle noticed that something was different.
After dinner Pansy came up to me in the common room, and I was in such a good mood that I didn't even tell her to go away. She started to babble incessantly, which I replied to be nodding my head occasionally. She suddenly looked pleased, and I wondered what I had agreed to.
"So you will then?"
"Huh? What? I'm sorry, I didn't get that last bit."
"I said, will you come with me to the next Hogsmeade visit?"
"What! No, I don't think so."
Pansy's face crumpled. "You were agreeing to everything that I said. Why did you change you mind?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear what you were saying. What were you saying?"
I was saying that we should go out together sometime, and you agreed, so I asked if you wanted to go together on the next Hogsmeade weekend."
"Oh right, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention; I've got other things on my mind. I can't go with you anyway, I'm going with Hermi- erm, someone else."
"Who? Hermione, is that who you was going to say? Oh my God, Draco! What's possessed you? That bushy haired, freakish, little SWOT!!!" Her voice reached a crescendo. "I can't believe that you would do this to me! You knew, you knew because I told you. Why did you do this to me? You can't be that heartless! If you didn't like me you could have just said, you didn't need to degrade me by going with HER!!!" She spat out the final few words with a venom that I've never heard her use before, and it shocked me into action.
"What do you mean, her? Hermione- because she has got a name you know- Hermione is a nice person, and just because you think that she is a freak, it doesn't mean that I mirror your feelings towards her at all. I happen to think that she's an amazing person, and don't think for one moment that I would go with her just to upset you. Why would I waste my time doing that? You shouldn't flatter yourself so much, Pansy. Especially thinking that someone as uncaring and weird as you would have so much as a chance with me!" I spat with equal venom. I couldn't believe how much she had insulted Hermione, and it had really annoyed me.
"Weird? Me? And you're going to Hogsmeade with Hermione! If anything, you're the weird one, and as for Hermione, words cannot describe the height of her strangeness. She is weirdness itself!" She stood up moodily and started to walk towards the girls' dorm. Suddenly she turned around and stared at me questioningly.
"Do you fancy her?" She asked incredulously.
I raised my chin and stared at her defiantly. "Yes I do, and for your information, we happen to be dating." I looked at her directly. "See, I told you that someone like you wouldn't have a chance."
She snorted. "Obviously not. In fact, I'm counting my blessings, seeing as I was lucky enough to escape someone as warped as you. Don't get me wrong; I would have jumped at the chance readily enough, before I found out that you only go only go for freaks. But," she looked at me with an evil glint in her eyes. "What would your father say to you going out with a mudblood?" She grinned triumphantly, and folded her arms expectantly, waiting for the inevitable answer to her question.
"I know what my father would say, and frankly, I don't really give a shit. I hate him, and as far as I'm concerned he isn't my father. The only member of my family that I remotely like at all is my mother, and even she doesn't care for me that much. The only person that has made me truly happy in a long time is Hermione, and I'm not about to give her up: not for my father; not for you; and not for anybody else."
Her expression softened, and she took a small step towards me. "In that case I'm sorry for doubting you. If you're as unhappy as you say you are, and she brings you that much joy, then I hope you're happy together. And I think you're right by the way, about your father. He needs to be stood up to by somebody, he's starting to get big-headed." She turned around with a small smile and walked up to the girls' dormitory.
I sighed and rolled up my parchment, stuffing it into my bag. I got up and walked out of the common room, closing the door behind me. I walked down to the grounds, my legs unconsciously walking me to the point where Hermione and I had kissed earlier today. The moon was shining brightly, and it's silvery-blue tones were being reflected on the still surface of the lake. I was pleasantly surprised to see Hermione standing there; and the moonlight enhanced her perfect features. It lit up her hair, and each curl was coloured with a halo of pure white light.
I walked up to her and circled her waist with my arms. She turned her head to see who it was, and I kissed her lightly on the lips. She smiled gently and turned back to look at the water. I nuzzled her neck, then sighed deeply.
"What's wrong, Draco?"
"Nothing, it's just something that someone said to me."
"Who, and what was said?"
"Pansy, she found out that we were dating...What did you tense up for?"
"Nothing, it's just, are we going out then?"
"Yes, if you want to that is."
"Oh, of course I do Draco. In fact, that's the best suggestion that I've ever heard." I grinned. "So tell me what she said."
"She found out that we were dating, and then asked me what my father would think about my going out with a Gryffindor and a mudblood." Hermione gasped, and I felt her tense up in my arms. I held her tightly, hoping that my presence would be sufficient enough to comfort her.
"She didn't?" Hermione asked, sounding hurt.
"Yes, unfortunately she did. So I told her that I didn't care, because I no longer acknowledge him as my father, and I also told her that you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and no-one is ever going to take you away- least of all my father. After that she was ok about it, and she basically wished me good luck because I deserve it."
"But how did she find out in the first place?" Hermione's hand flew to her mouth. "Oh my God Draco, She didn't see us did she?"
"No! It wasn't that at all. She wanted to go to the next Hogsmeade weekend with me."
Hermione giggled. "So she fancies you?"
"Fancied. Did do. She doesn't anymore. That's why I told her I was going with you, so that I don't have to go with her. That would have been so dire, I would have come home wanting to commit suicide."
Hermione turned around laughing, and put her arms around my neck. After hugging tightly and drawing strength from each other for a few minutes, we pulled apart and started kissing urgently.
"Hermione!!! OH MY GOD!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" Oops! It was Ron.
Chapter 6
Yesterday the most amazing thing happened. Hermione and I kissed. And it wasn't just your normal peck type of kiss, it was a deep, lingering, meaningful type of kiss; which, I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed. She is so beautiful, I almost stopped breathing when she leant over, I could smell her hair as it fell against my face, it smelt like cinnamon and apple. Then, and I still think that I'm imagined it, she told me that she loved me too. I think that at that point I did stop breathing, I was so happy.
Anyway, we kissed again, for ages, and then I walked her to the dining hall, because it was time for the evening meal. Then we kissed again when we said goodbye, and I walked away elated. I couldn't even eat a thing, and my behaviour must have been noticeable, because even Crabbe and Goyle noticed that something was different.
After dinner Pansy came up to me in the common room, and I was in such a good mood that I didn't even tell her to go away. She started to babble incessantly, which I replied to be nodding my head occasionally. She suddenly looked pleased, and I wondered what I had agreed to.
"So you will then?"
"Huh? What? I'm sorry, I didn't get that last bit."
"I said, will you come with me to the next Hogsmeade visit?"
"What! No, I don't think so."
Pansy's face crumpled. "You were agreeing to everything that I said. Why did you change you mind?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear what you were saying. What were you saying?"
I was saying that we should go out together sometime, and you agreed, so I asked if you wanted to go together on the next Hogsmeade weekend."
"Oh right, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention; I've got other things on my mind. I can't go with you anyway, I'm going with Hermi- erm, someone else."
"Who? Hermione, is that who you was going to say? Oh my God, Draco! What's possessed you? That bushy haired, freakish, little SWOT!!!" Her voice reached a crescendo. "I can't believe that you would do this to me! You knew, you knew because I told you. Why did you do this to me? You can't be that heartless! If you didn't like me you could have just said, you didn't need to degrade me by going with HER!!!" She spat out the final few words with a venom that I've never heard her use before, and it shocked me into action.
"What do you mean, her? Hermione- because she has got a name you know- Hermione is a nice person, and just because you think that she is a freak, it doesn't mean that I mirror your feelings towards her at all. I happen to think that she's an amazing person, and don't think for one moment that I would go with her just to upset you. Why would I waste my time doing that? You shouldn't flatter yourself so much, Pansy. Especially thinking that someone as uncaring and weird as you would have so much as a chance with me!" I spat with equal venom. I couldn't believe how much she had insulted Hermione, and it had really annoyed me.
"Weird? Me? And you're going to Hogsmeade with Hermione! If anything, you're the weird one, and as for Hermione, words cannot describe the height of her strangeness. She is weirdness itself!" She stood up moodily and started to walk towards the girls' dorm. Suddenly she turned around and stared at me questioningly.
"Do you fancy her?" She asked incredulously.
I raised my chin and stared at her defiantly. "Yes I do, and for your information, we happen to be dating." I looked at her directly. "See, I told you that someone like you wouldn't have a chance."
She snorted. "Obviously not. In fact, I'm counting my blessings, seeing as I was lucky enough to escape someone as warped as you. Don't get me wrong; I would have jumped at the chance readily enough, before I found out that you only go only go for freaks. But," she looked at me with an evil glint in her eyes. "What would your father say to you going out with a mudblood?" She grinned triumphantly, and folded her arms expectantly, waiting for the inevitable answer to her question.
"I know what my father would say, and frankly, I don't really give a shit. I hate him, and as far as I'm concerned he isn't my father. The only member of my family that I remotely like at all is my mother, and even she doesn't care for me that much. The only person that has made me truly happy in a long time is Hermione, and I'm not about to give her up: not for my father; not for you; and not for anybody else."
Her expression softened, and she took a small step towards me. "In that case I'm sorry for doubting you. If you're as unhappy as you say you are, and she brings you that much joy, then I hope you're happy together. And I think you're right by the way, about your father. He needs to be stood up to by somebody, he's starting to get big-headed." She turned around with a small smile and walked up to the girls' dormitory.
I sighed and rolled up my parchment, stuffing it into my bag. I got up and walked out of the common room, closing the door behind me. I walked down to the grounds, my legs unconsciously walking me to the point where Hermione and I had kissed earlier today. The moon was shining brightly, and it's silvery-blue tones were being reflected on the still surface of the lake. I was pleasantly surprised to see Hermione standing there; and the moonlight enhanced her perfect features. It lit up her hair, and each curl was coloured with a halo of pure white light.
I walked up to her and circled her waist with my arms. She turned her head to see who it was, and I kissed her lightly on the lips. She smiled gently and turned back to look at the water. I nuzzled her neck, then sighed deeply.
"What's wrong, Draco?"
"Nothing, it's just something that someone said to me."
"Who, and what was said?"
"Pansy, she found out that we were dating...What did you tense up for?"
"Nothing, it's just, are we going out then?"
"Yes, if you want to that is."
"Oh, of course I do Draco. In fact, that's the best suggestion that I've ever heard." I grinned. "So tell me what she said."
"She found out that we were dating, and then asked me what my father would think about my going out with a Gryffindor and a mudblood." Hermione gasped, and I felt her tense up in my arms. I held her tightly, hoping that my presence would be sufficient enough to comfort her.
"She didn't?" Hermione asked, sounding hurt.
"Yes, unfortunately she did. So I told her that I didn't care, because I no longer acknowledge him as my father, and I also told her that you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and no-one is ever going to take you away- least of all my father. After that she was ok about it, and she basically wished me good luck because I deserve it."
"But how did she find out in the first place?" Hermione's hand flew to her mouth. "Oh my God Draco, She didn't see us did she?"
"No! It wasn't that at all. She wanted to go to the next Hogsmeade weekend with me."
Hermione giggled. "So she fancies you?"
"Fancied. Did do. She doesn't anymore. That's why I told her I was going with you, so that I don't have to go with her. That would have been so dire, I would have come home wanting to commit suicide."
Hermione turned around laughing, and put her arms around my neck. After hugging tightly and drawing strength from each other for a few minutes, we pulled apart and started kissing urgently.
"Hermione!!! OH MY GOD!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" Oops! It was Ron.