Rain of Tears
Chapter 8
Asking a Mudblood
Hermione lay on her bed, her eye's closed, her thoughts on Draco. She couldn't believe what had happened. Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Hermione had become friends with Pureblood, Slytherin, Draco Malfoy; she just couldn't believe it.
Hermione awoke with a knock on her bedroom door. She checked her watch; it was 9:30 in the morning. She groaned and lay back down. "Hermione. Hermione get up. We have potions in 30 minutes." She groaned and covered her ears with her pillow trying to shut Draco's wake up calls out.
Draco realizing he wasn't having any effect on her walked in her room. "Hermione" he said shaking her. "Come on don't be lazy your going to miss your potions class."
"I don't care," said Hermione from under her pillow.
"Yes you do. Come on, get up."
"Alright, alright" said Hermione as she pulled the pillow from her head and rubbed her eyes. Draco walked out to let her get dressed.
Hermione walked out 15 minutes later dressed in her Hogwarts robes her hair in a lose bun. Hermione and Draco walked to potions together being careful so that no one could see them together. During Potions they split up so none would suspect anything. But every now and then they would catch each other's eyes.
Draco had just left potions and was walking to the library when he noticed a large group of people crowded in one corner talking excitedly among them selves.
Draco began making his way through the crowd to find a poster hanging on the wall, reading: Christmas Ball Christmas Night 8:00. He thought of whom he should ask to go with him. He knew that he could ask any girl in the school and they all would say yes. He began eliminating girls as he made his way to the Head common room. Parkinson was the first to go and then following her was Hannah, Ginny, and Lavender.
Suddenly an image of a girl he hadn't thought about popped in his head. Hermione. Yes, she would be perfect. It would also be the perfect day to show their unity.
Hermione walked into the Head common room. Draco was seated in an armchair by the fire. "Hey" said Hermione as she slouched onto an armchair next to his. "Oh, what a terrible day."
"Why what happened?" asked Draco curiously.
"Nothing, that's why!" said Hermione angrily. Draco, got up from his armchair and began massaging Hermione's back. "Oh that feels good," said Hermione closing her eyes in order to relax more. "Where did you learn how to do such good massages?"
"My mother taught me." Said Draco.
He kept on thinking of how to ask her but every time he opened his mouth to say something he would lose his courage.
"I'm going down to dinner. Thanks for the massage," said Hermione after a couple of minutes, and she left the Head common room leaving Draco alone.
Draco threw himself onto the armchair where he had been. Why didn't he ask her? Now she would go down to the great hall and someone else would ask her and he would have to go by him self or with some one else he thought.
He got up from the armchair and went to his room he stared at the mirror as he said, "Hermione I was wondering if you would come with me to the Christmas Ball? Hermione you're going with me to the Christmas Ball." He tried many different ways of how he could ask her but after not liking any he laid on his head and let his thoughts wonder off.
Later on Hermione entered Draco's room. She was now wearing no cloak and her shirt wasn't tucked in any more. Draco sat up as she sat beside him. "Why didn't you go to dinner?" asked Hermione. Draco Shrugged. "Did you here there having a Christmas Ball this year." Draco looked at her at these words. She had mentioned the Ball it was the perfect opportunity.
"Hermione."
"Ya, Draco?" Said Hermione. Draco turned from her and took a deep breath in. He was nervous out of his wits. If it had been any other girl he wouldn't have cared. However for some reason, with Hermione it was different.
"Um...never mind" he said. Hermione then lay on his bed stretching her arms reviling her belly button. Draco turned away. He felt as if he was being tempted.
He closed his eyes again and took another deep breath. He had to ask her he thought. It was now or never. "Hermione" he began. "Um...I...I...I want...I wanted..." he looked at his hand he was shaking. " to...to ask...you...if...if you would...go to the...the ball with me.
Hermione sat up, looked up at Draco, and smiled. "Why is Mr.-I'm-So- Powerful-I-Get-Everything-I-Want so afraid to ask a Mudblood to the ball."
Draco shrugged. "Your not you know."
"Not what?" Asked Hermione.
"A Mudblood" said Draco.
Hermione was shocked and she smiled at these words, and said "I'd love to go to the Ball with you."
AN: Thank you all how reviewed I hope you liked the
Last chapter I personally loved writing that one and I hope you liked this one as well. Please R&R.
Chapter 8
Asking a Mudblood
Hermione lay on her bed, her eye's closed, her thoughts on Draco. She couldn't believe what had happened. Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Hermione had become friends with Pureblood, Slytherin, Draco Malfoy; she just couldn't believe it.
Hermione awoke with a knock on her bedroom door. She checked her watch; it was 9:30 in the morning. She groaned and lay back down. "Hermione. Hermione get up. We have potions in 30 minutes." She groaned and covered her ears with her pillow trying to shut Draco's wake up calls out.
Draco realizing he wasn't having any effect on her walked in her room. "Hermione" he said shaking her. "Come on don't be lazy your going to miss your potions class."
"I don't care," said Hermione from under her pillow.
"Yes you do. Come on, get up."
"Alright, alright" said Hermione as she pulled the pillow from her head and rubbed her eyes. Draco walked out to let her get dressed.
Hermione walked out 15 minutes later dressed in her Hogwarts robes her hair in a lose bun. Hermione and Draco walked to potions together being careful so that no one could see them together. During Potions they split up so none would suspect anything. But every now and then they would catch each other's eyes.
Draco had just left potions and was walking to the library when he noticed a large group of people crowded in one corner talking excitedly among them selves.
Draco began making his way through the crowd to find a poster hanging on the wall, reading: Christmas Ball Christmas Night 8:00. He thought of whom he should ask to go with him. He knew that he could ask any girl in the school and they all would say yes. He began eliminating girls as he made his way to the Head common room. Parkinson was the first to go and then following her was Hannah, Ginny, and Lavender.
Suddenly an image of a girl he hadn't thought about popped in his head. Hermione. Yes, she would be perfect. It would also be the perfect day to show their unity.
Hermione walked into the Head common room. Draco was seated in an armchair by the fire. "Hey" said Hermione as she slouched onto an armchair next to his. "Oh, what a terrible day."
"Why what happened?" asked Draco curiously.
"Nothing, that's why!" said Hermione angrily. Draco, got up from his armchair and began massaging Hermione's back. "Oh that feels good," said Hermione closing her eyes in order to relax more. "Where did you learn how to do such good massages?"
"My mother taught me." Said Draco.
He kept on thinking of how to ask her but every time he opened his mouth to say something he would lose his courage.
"I'm going down to dinner. Thanks for the massage," said Hermione after a couple of minutes, and she left the Head common room leaving Draco alone.
Draco threw himself onto the armchair where he had been. Why didn't he ask her? Now she would go down to the great hall and someone else would ask her and he would have to go by him self or with some one else he thought.
He got up from the armchair and went to his room he stared at the mirror as he said, "Hermione I was wondering if you would come with me to the Christmas Ball? Hermione you're going with me to the Christmas Ball." He tried many different ways of how he could ask her but after not liking any he laid on his head and let his thoughts wonder off.
Later on Hermione entered Draco's room. She was now wearing no cloak and her shirt wasn't tucked in any more. Draco sat up as she sat beside him. "Why didn't you go to dinner?" asked Hermione. Draco Shrugged. "Did you here there having a Christmas Ball this year." Draco looked at her at these words. She had mentioned the Ball it was the perfect opportunity.
"Hermione."
"Ya, Draco?" Said Hermione. Draco turned from her and took a deep breath in. He was nervous out of his wits. If it had been any other girl he wouldn't have cared. However for some reason, with Hermione it was different.
"Um...never mind" he said. Hermione then lay on his bed stretching her arms reviling her belly button. Draco turned away. He felt as if he was being tempted.
He closed his eyes again and took another deep breath. He had to ask her he thought. It was now or never. "Hermione" he began. "Um...I...I...I want...I wanted..." he looked at his hand he was shaking. " to...to ask...you...if...if you would...go to the...the ball with me.
Hermione sat up, looked up at Draco, and smiled. "Why is Mr.-I'm-So- Powerful-I-Get-Everything-I-Want so afraid to ask a Mudblood to the ball."
Draco shrugged. "Your not you know."
"Not what?" Asked Hermione.
"A Mudblood" said Draco.
Hermione was shocked and she smiled at these words, and said "I'd love to go to the Ball with you."
AN: Thank you all how reviewed I hope you liked the
Last chapter I personally loved writing that one and I hope you liked this one as well. Please R&R.