A/N: One reviewer said that Draco was also under the Imperius curse. He
isn't, this is his true self.
Chapter 20: Fire and Ice
"Welcome to the second Quidditch match of this year. Today it's Slytherin versus Ravenclaw!" Dean Thomas the new commentator announced. Hermione, Harry and Ron were sitting in the stands near to the front. Usually Hermione wouldn't come along with Harry and Ron, but she was feeling bored today so convinced Ginny to come with her as well. Harry was watching very intently with a piece of parchment and quill in his hand. Ron was also looking closely getting ready to relay information to Harry. "You know Ginny, you should be helping us seeing as you're on our team," Harry said without taking his eyes of the pitch. Ginny rolled her eyes and looked at Hermione. "I thought there was some fun involved in quidditch," she laughed. "Shh," Ron hissed even though there were about 100 screaming fans behind them. The players walked out onto the field. Hermione saw Draco walked out and her heart skipped a beat. 'What the hell?! Did I just swoon because of Malfoy!' Hermione thought disgusted. "The quaffle is released and it's Goyle with the quaffle, ah, no, he's dropped it into the arms of Reds. She is charging down the field, and she scores! That's ten points to Ravenclaw!" Dean boomed. "So anyways, what been going on in your life Hermione," Ginny said trying to make conversation. "Um, not much, studying and stuff you know. Oh, but we'll be organising a school party soon. It's been approved by McGonagall," she said, "And why am I hearing about this now!" Ginny said excitedly. "Oh, um, I thought of it yesterday," said Hermione missing the sarcasm. "Well, what's the theme going to be? You have to have a theme," Ginny said. "I don't know." "We could make it a summer theme and everyone can come in beach gear," she said. "Um, it's winter Ginny," Hermione said exasperatedly. "Oh yeah. Well then it could be in a winter theme!" Ginny squealed. "I saw this gorgeous coat in Hogsmede the other day and..." "Winter as a theme is too basic. You need something more specific," Hermione said thinking about the party now herself. "Um, it could be a fairytale theme," Ginny tried. "No. I think I know what I'm going to make it. The best theme that will suit everyone is come dressed in whatever you feel like," Hermione finally said. "So what. No theme?" Ginny asked. "No. The theme is whatever each person wants it to be," she said smiling at her genius. "That's actually not a bad idea," Ginny said pondering what to wear. "Well then, who are you going to go with?" she asked Hermione. "I don't know yet. Probably no one. I'll just go by myself. It's more fun that way," she said smiling. This was a lie and she knew it. 'Who would want to go with me anyway. If I asked Seamus then he might go with me out of pity,' Hermione thought feeling more and more depressed by the second. "Who are you going to ask," Hermione asked Ginny. "Oh, I don't know," she said. "I know,' Hermione smiled. "Harry," she said quietly. "No, he'd never go with me," Ginny said. "You'll never know unless you try. This is his last year here you know," Hermione said. "You know what. You are right. When you get confirmation of the party, tell me and I'll ask him that night," she said confidently. "And Malfoy catches the snitch. Slytherin win, 170 to 80!" Dean suddenly yelled. The cheering from the Slytherin supporters drowned out any other words exchanged between Ginny and Hermione.
Draco walked into the common room looking extremely tired but elated. "You look happy," Hermione said making her presence acknowledged. "I wonder why," he said sarcastically. Hermione hmphed and went back to reading her book. It was strange talking to Draco like this after their strange yet oddly passionate encounters together. "Why are you still up," he asked settling himself in the chair beside her. "Because I feel like it. Do I have a bedtime or something now," she scoffed. "No need to get your knickers in a twist. I'm just asking," Draco said. Hermione turned and looked at him. "Why did you kiss me in the classroom the other day," she said. This had been bothering her for a while now but she had chosen to ignore it. "I don't know and I don't want to talk about it," he said grumpily. "I don't care if you don't want to talk about it because I do," she said. "It's not a concern. I know you want me to fawn over you like you do over me, but it's never going to happen," he said smirking. "I'm being serious here," Hermione said neutrally. "So am I," he snapped back. "Now if you don't mind, I need my rest. I actually put in some effort to look good, unlike you," he said looking her up and down. Hermione's mouth opened in an 'o'. "That was harsh," she said quietly. "Sarcasm Granger. Learn it," he said rolling his eyes. He suddenly remembered Hermione's position to take away his leadership. Hermione knew he wasn't being sarcastic but shrugged it off. "I still want an answer to my question. I can categorize that incident as sexual harassment you know," she said. "No you can't, because if I remember correctly, I wasn't on my own," he said. Hermione bit her lip. It was true. She had kissed him back. She couldn't deny it any longer. Being in Draco's presence was driving her insane. She wanted to kiss him and hold him, yet slap him and curse him at the same time. It was a love hate thing. "You know, the way you're going on about this, it almost seems you want more," he said almost laughing. 'Maybe I do,' Hermione thought. She snuck a glance and studied his features. His hair was slicked back as usual, but there were bits falling out here and there. His arms were toned and shaped judging by his jumper and he had abs to die for. 'Who can blame me. I'm a woman, and I like what I see,' Hermione smirked at the thought. "Thinking about me again," Draco said looking at her. "Yeah, actually I am," she said smiling genuinely. She leaned towards him and quickly pulled his head towards her before he could comprehend what was going on. She kissed him fiercely waiting for him to respond. Finally Draco pushed his tongue into her mouth and pulled her over to his chair. She sat on his lap and toyed with his hair with one hand, the other hand feeling every defined muscle in his chest. Soon their fiery kiss turned into a slow and passionate one. She wrapped her arms around him and felt him hold her tighter. Hermione pulled away and got one breath of air in before Draco pulled her lips onto his again. She smiled, thinking how blissful she felt at the moment. 'Hang on. I'm kissing Malfoy! Intentionally!' Hermione's brain screamed but she ignored it. 'She's not great, but she isn't that bad either. Why I'm kissing her, I don't know,' Draco thought and dug his tongue deeper into her mouth. She moaned and continued to kiss him. Finally they stopped. "I don't know what just happened," Hermione said blushing and getting up. "I do. You threw yourself at me! It's your fault," he said. "Yeah I know. But you didn't pull away either!" she said indignantly. "I tried but then I..." Draco began. "Then you what? Pulled me back when I broke it?" she said. Draco looked at her speechless for a minute. ' I could say something really horrible now, or I can say something pissy and kiss her again,' he thought. His heart screamed out to take the second choice. "I thought I was kissing someone else," he said, knowing he'd said the wrong thing straight away. "You are a bastard," Hermione said venomously before running to her room. Draco slapped himself. "I'm a dickhead," he said out loud and then walked slowly up to his room.
'What is the matter with me?! How can I let that stupid little mud... mud,' "I can't even say the friggen name now," he said aloud. Draco was sitting in the bath thinking things over. (A/N: that is a delicious picture YUM!!)
Meanwhile Hermione was sitting in her own bath thinking about him. 'I wonder if he really meant it. Maybe his stupid ego got in the way. That can't be true though because his ego is always in the way,' Hermione got out and got dressed. She walked into the common room cautiously but luckily he wasn't there. She walked out the door and breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey Hermione. What's with the long face?" Daphne said walking up to her. "Nothing much. Just a tough night. Hang on. It's like 3 in the morning! Why are you out of bed?" Hermione asked placing her hands on her hips. "Um well, I was just visiting," she stammered a bright red glow appearing on her face. "Oh," Hermione said catching on. "Right, well next time at least make Ron walk you back to your common room," Hermione said. "Yeah sure. You're not going to give me detention or anything are you?" she asked meekly. "No. Anyway, I'll walk with you back to your common room," Hermione offered. "Yeah, cool. Why are you up this late anyway?" Daphne asked. "Oh, I just needed to get out of the common room. Malfoy was being an ass," she said quietly. "Right. So did you see the quidditch match today?" she asked changing the topic. "Yeah I did in fact. We didn't see you though," she said. "Harry and Ron didn't want me to sit with them in case I saw some of their tactics," she said rolling her eyes. Hermione also sighed. "Boys," they said exasperatedly together and then laughed. "Well, this is my stop," Daphne said. A large painting of an artist stood over them. "Ok, I guess I'll see you later," Hermione said and walked back to her own common room. She stepped in to discover that once again it was empty. Hermione had just picked up her book when Draco's door opened. She stopped in her tracks and held her breath. He looked at her in silence. "Look, I didn't really mean what I said before," Draco said at the same time Hermione said, "it was a complete mistake kissing you and I overreacted." They both stopped mid-sentence. "You go first," Hermione whispered. "I said I didn't mean what I said before. It was a slip of the tongue, and well, I shouldn't have said it," he said walking closer and closer to Hermione. "What do you mean," she said quietly. He was only a couple of inches away from her. "I think I like you Granger," he said before sweeping her into his arms and kissing her passionately. Finally he pulled apart. Hermione had not responded at all or made any movement. "Don't you dare think that I'm going to fall head over heels for you just because you kissed me. I'm not like the other girls that go for, assets," she said quietly and without as much animosity as she had hoped for. She pulled out of his embrace and walked to her room, leaving Draco to pick up his emotions.
A/N: She's so mean! But can you blame her after everything Draco's done? Well, the next chapter will be soon hopefully. Until then kiddies.
Chapter 20: Fire and Ice
"Welcome to the second Quidditch match of this year. Today it's Slytherin versus Ravenclaw!" Dean Thomas the new commentator announced. Hermione, Harry and Ron were sitting in the stands near to the front. Usually Hermione wouldn't come along with Harry and Ron, but she was feeling bored today so convinced Ginny to come with her as well. Harry was watching very intently with a piece of parchment and quill in his hand. Ron was also looking closely getting ready to relay information to Harry. "You know Ginny, you should be helping us seeing as you're on our team," Harry said without taking his eyes of the pitch. Ginny rolled her eyes and looked at Hermione. "I thought there was some fun involved in quidditch," she laughed. "Shh," Ron hissed even though there were about 100 screaming fans behind them. The players walked out onto the field. Hermione saw Draco walked out and her heart skipped a beat. 'What the hell?! Did I just swoon because of Malfoy!' Hermione thought disgusted. "The quaffle is released and it's Goyle with the quaffle, ah, no, he's dropped it into the arms of Reds. She is charging down the field, and she scores! That's ten points to Ravenclaw!" Dean boomed. "So anyways, what been going on in your life Hermione," Ginny said trying to make conversation. "Um, not much, studying and stuff you know. Oh, but we'll be organising a school party soon. It's been approved by McGonagall," she said, "And why am I hearing about this now!" Ginny said excitedly. "Oh, um, I thought of it yesterday," said Hermione missing the sarcasm. "Well, what's the theme going to be? You have to have a theme," Ginny said. "I don't know." "We could make it a summer theme and everyone can come in beach gear," she said. "Um, it's winter Ginny," Hermione said exasperatedly. "Oh yeah. Well then it could be in a winter theme!" Ginny squealed. "I saw this gorgeous coat in Hogsmede the other day and..." "Winter as a theme is too basic. You need something more specific," Hermione said thinking about the party now herself. "Um, it could be a fairytale theme," Ginny tried. "No. I think I know what I'm going to make it. The best theme that will suit everyone is come dressed in whatever you feel like," Hermione finally said. "So what. No theme?" Ginny asked. "No. The theme is whatever each person wants it to be," she said smiling at her genius. "That's actually not a bad idea," Ginny said pondering what to wear. "Well then, who are you going to go with?" she asked Hermione. "I don't know yet. Probably no one. I'll just go by myself. It's more fun that way," she said smiling. This was a lie and she knew it. 'Who would want to go with me anyway. If I asked Seamus then he might go with me out of pity,' Hermione thought feeling more and more depressed by the second. "Who are you going to ask," Hermione asked Ginny. "Oh, I don't know," she said. "I know,' Hermione smiled. "Harry," she said quietly. "No, he'd never go with me," Ginny said. "You'll never know unless you try. This is his last year here you know," Hermione said. "You know what. You are right. When you get confirmation of the party, tell me and I'll ask him that night," she said confidently. "And Malfoy catches the snitch. Slytherin win, 170 to 80!" Dean suddenly yelled. The cheering from the Slytherin supporters drowned out any other words exchanged between Ginny and Hermione.
Draco walked into the common room looking extremely tired but elated. "You look happy," Hermione said making her presence acknowledged. "I wonder why," he said sarcastically. Hermione hmphed and went back to reading her book. It was strange talking to Draco like this after their strange yet oddly passionate encounters together. "Why are you still up," he asked settling himself in the chair beside her. "Because I feel like it. Do I have a bedtime or something now," she scoffed. "No need to get your knickers in a twist. I'm just asking," Draco said. Hermione turned and looked at him. "Why did you kiss me in the classroom the other day," she said. This had been bothering her for a while now but she had chosen to ignore it. "I don't know and I don't want to talk about it," he said grumpily. "I don't care if you don't want to talk about it because I do," she said. "It's not a concern. I know you want me to fawn over you like you do over me, but it's never going to happen," he said smirking. "I'm being serious here," Hermione said neutrally. "So am I," he snapped back. "Now if you don't mind, I need my rest. I actually put in some effort to look good, unlike you," he said looking her up and down. Hermione's mouth opened in an 'o'. "That was harsh," she said quietly. "Sarcasm Granger. Learn it," he said rolling his eyes. He suddenly remembered Hermione's position to take away his leadership. Hermione knew he wasn't being sarcastic but shrugged it off. "I still want an answer to my question. I can categorize that incident as sexual harassment you know," she said. "No you can't, because if I remember correctly, I wasn't on my own," he said. Hermione bit her lip. It was true. She had kissed him back. She couldn't deny it any longer. Being in Draco's presence was driving her insane. She wanted to kiss him and hold him, yet slap him and curse him at the same time. It was a love hate thing. "You know, the way you're going on about this, it almost seems you want more," he said almost laughing. 'Maybe I do,' Hermione thought. She snuck a glance and studied his features. His hair was slicked back as usual, but there were bits falling out here and there. His arms were toned and shaped judging by his jumper and he had abs to die for. 'Who can blame me. I'm a woman, and I like what I see,' Hermione smirked at the thought. "Thinking about me again," Draco said looking at her. "Yeah, actually I am," she said smiling genuinely. She leaned towards him and quickly pulled his head towards her before he could comprehend what was going on. She kissed him fiercely waiting for him to respond. Finally Draco pushed his tongue into her mouth and pulled her over to his chair. She sat on his lap and toyed with his hair with one hand, the other hand feeling every defined muscle in his chest. Soon their fiery kiss turned into a slow and passionate one. She wrapped her arms around him and felt him hold her tighter. Hermione pulled away and got one breath of air in before Draco pulled her lips onto his again. She smiled, thinking how blissful she felt at the moment. 'Hang on. I'm kissing Malfoy! Intentionally!' Hermione's brain screamed but she ignored it. 'She's not great, but she isn't that bad either. Why I'm kissing her, I don't know,' Draco thought and dug his tongue deeper into her mouth. She moaned and continued to kiss him. Finally they stopped. "I don't know what just happened," Hermione said blushing and getting up. "I do. You threw yourself at me! It's your fault," he said. "Yeah I know. But you didn't pull away either!" she said indignantly. "I tried but then I..." Draco began. "Then you what? Pulled me back when I broke it?" she said. Draco looked at her speechless for a minute. ' I could say something really horrible now, or I can say something pissy and kiss her again,' he thought. His heart screamed out to take the second choice. "I thought I was kissing someone else," he said, knowing he'd said the wrong thing straight away. "You are a bastard," Hermione said venomously before running to her room. Draco slapped himself. "I'm a dickhead," he said out loud and then walked slowly up to his room.
'What is the matter with me?! How can I let that stupid little mud... mud,' "I can't even say the friggen name now," he said aloud. Draco was sitting in the bath thinking things over. (A/N: that is a delicious picture YUM!!)
Meanwhile Hermione was sitting in her own bath thinking about him. 'I wonder if he really meant it. Maybe his stupid ego got in the way. That can't be true though because his ego is always in the way,' Hermione got out and got dressed. She walked into the common room cautiously but luckily he wasn't there. She walked out the door and breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey Hermione. What's with the long face?" Daphne said walking up to her. "Nothing much. Just a tough night. Hang on. It's like 3 in the morning! Why are you out of bed?" Hermione asked placing her hands on her hips. "Um well, I was just visiting," she stammered a bright red glow appearing on her face. "Oh," Hermione said catching on. "Right, well next time at least make Ron walk you back to your common room," Hermione said. "Yeah sure. You're not going to give me detention or anything are you?" she asked meekly. "No. Anyway, I'll walk with you back to your common room," Hermione offered. "Yeah, cool. Why are you up this late anyway?" Daphne asked. "Oh, I just needed to get out of the common room. Malfoy was being an ass," she said quietly. "Right. So did you see the quidditch match today?" she asked changing the topic. "Yeah I did in fact. We didn't see you though," she said. "Harry and Ron didn't want me to sit with them in case I saw some of their tactics," she said rolling her eyes. Hermione also sighed. "Boys," they said exasperatedly together and then laughed. "Well, this is my stop," Daphne said. A large painting of an artist stood over them. "Ok, I guess I'll see you later," Hermione said and walked back to her own common room. She stepped in to discover that once again it was empty. Hermione had just picked up her book when Draco's door opened. She stopped in her tracks and held her breath. He looked at her in silence. "Look, I didn't really mean what I said before," Draco said at the same time Hermione said, "it was a complete mistake kissing you and I overreacted." They both stopped mid-sentence. "You go first," Hermione whispered. "I said I didn't mean what I said before. It was a slip of the tongue, and well, I shouldn't have said it," he said walking closer and closer to Hermione. "What do you mean," she said quietly. He was only a couple of inches away from her. "I think I like you Granger," he said before sweeping her into his arms and kissing her passionately. Finally he pulled apart. Hermione had not responded at all or made any movement. "Don't you dare think that I'm going to fall head over heels for you just because you kissed me. I'm not like the other girls that go for, assets," she said quietly and without as much animosity as she had hoped for. She pulled out of his embrace and walked to her room, leaving Draco to pick up his emotions.
A/N: She's so mean! But can you blame her after everything Draco's done? Well, the next chapter will be soon hopefully. Until then kiddies.