Chapter 22: Soft Side
Hermione spent a good half an hour in the shower that morning and used up one bottle of soap on her, crying in between. 'I can't believe I let myself get carried away like that,' she thought weeping. She was crying for the sake of it, because she felt dirty.
"I have to go see McGonagall," Hermione said out loud suddenly remembering the information Draco had given her last night. She got dressed and walked downstairs. He wasn't there yet. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to her bag.
"Gotcha," a deep throaty voice said from behind her as two very familiar arms slipped around her waist and a recognizable tongue flicked out to meet her neck. She shrieked in surprise and jumped away from him.
"What? Didn't you enjoy last night?" he said wiggling his eyebrows. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I've had better," she said unconcernedly and walked out of the room to Draco's surprise.
"Excuse me?" he said behind her. He had followed her out of the common room.
"You heard. Don't judge a book by its cover Malfoy. You'll never discover the secrets insides," she whispered the last bit right in his ear, her warm breath tickling his neck.
"Yes, well at least I've had you now Granger. A couple more to go and then I've cleaned out the female population of the school," he said smirking.
"Tell someone who cares Malfoy," Hermione spat, secretly pissed off. She walked away from him to McGonagall's office.
"Why hello Ms Granger. Is there anything I can do for you?" McGonagall said looking up from her work.
"No, actually, there is something I can do for you," she said sitting in a chair and relaying last night's information to her.
Draco meanwhile sat in his own room talking to a paperclip. "I slept with the mudblood last night, and I know you are thinking I'm disgusting for touching such a dirty creature, but she actually wasn't that bad. Now before you come storming here listen to this. She talked in her sleep about the Order." Draco paused. Should he tell his father about her secret or not?
"Well, what did she say?" a muffled voice came from the clip.
"She said, um, that they are recruiting new members now, all different kinds of people, even one's with no experience. Apparently they have plans for some big army," he lied.
"Very good work son. It's most unfortunate to come in the vicinity of that thing though. I will arrange a... lets say a nasty accident for her" he said with a hint of excitement.
"No," Draco said quickly. "You cannot harm the mudblood! Do you not see how vital she is to our plans? There is still so much information I can get out of her," he said sweating slightly.
"Very well, but if you ever need a hand, you know who to call." That's all he said.
'Why did I stick up for that little brat. At least she'd be out of my hair if she was dead' he thought.
Just at that second Hermione walked back into the common room. 'Perfect,' Draco thought smiling and muttered a spell. He then walked down to the common room and confronted her.
"Why did you jump all over me like that last night Granger?" Malfoy sneered.
Hermione looked shocked. "Me! Jumped on you! You're the one that pulled me back in here and on the couch!" she yelled.
"Yeah, I got caught up in the heat of the moment. But I wasn't the one that invited you to my bed was I? I think that went the other way around," he said.
Hermione turned red. "So what. I needed something to get my mind off work and you were easily accessible," she said smiling at her cunningness.
"So anyways. Was I a good shag Granger? I have to be honest, you weren't absolutely clumsy as I thought you would be," he said probing her to go on.
"Malfoy, just don't speak to me. I want to forget what happened last night," she said sighing and running a hand through her hair. Draco muttered a charm under his breath and his wand glowed a slight red quickly.
Hermione turned and began to walk off slowly and tiredly, stopping only to pick up her coffee.
Draco walked behind her and pressed his body into hers inhaling the scent of her hair. His arms snaked around her slim figure and held her tight against him.
"How about you forget about schoolwork again tonight," he said huskily in her ear. Hermione knees went soft and the coffee mug slipped dangerously in her fingers.
"No. I really need to get some work done. Just go Draco. Leave me be," she said quietly her eyes slightly drooping.
"You want me. I can tell," he whispered softly. Hermione's eyes were getting heavier and heavier by the minute. His scent was driving her crazy.
"What are you doing to me?" she whispered faintly before the coffee spilt from her hand and on the floor, staining the plush carpet surrounding her.
Draco pulled her upright and swept her up into his arms easily. He then carried her to the couch. After he had laid her there, he looked at her peaceful sleeping form. He ran a hand down her soft face and through hair. Before he could stop himself he bent down and kissed her tenderly and softly on the lips. Then he pulled away, a strange sensation of absolute happiness filling him. "It will never be," he said angrily before pulling a vial out of his pocket and shoving the contents down her throat.
He looked at his watch. Ten minutes to go. He sat on the couch and pulled her up to him so he was sitting on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her torso and let her head lie in the crook of his shoulder. She unconsciously smiled and hugged him back loosely.
Ten minutes later Hermione woke with a start to find Draco sitting in a chair opposite her wearing a smirk.
"Morning sunshine," he smirked.
A/N: I just imagined a gay Draco then using a gay voice. How weird! I know there are heaps of fanfics out there with a gay Draco, but it doesn't feel right to me. Sorry to anyone that's a Draco slash fan! Ooh, and Thanx so so so much for the awesome reviews!
Hermione spent a good half an hour in the shower that morning and used up one bottle of soap on her, crying in between. 'I can't believe I let myself get carried away like that,' she thought weeping. She was crying for the sake of it, because she felt dirty.
"I have to go see McGonagall," Hermione said out loud suddenly remembering the information Draco had given her last night. She got dressed and walked downstairs. He wasn't there yet. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to her bag.
"Gotcha," a deep throaty voice said from behind her as two very familiar arms slipped around her waist and a recognizable tongue flicked out to meet her neck. She shrieked in surprise and jumped away from him.
"What? Didn't you enjoy last night?" he said wiggling his eyebrows. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I've had better," she said unconcernedly and walked out of the room to Draco's surprise.
"Excuse me?" he said behind her. He had followed her out of the common room.
"You heard. Don't judge a book by its cover Malfoy. You'll never discover the secrets insides," she whispered the last bit right in his ear, her warm breath tickling his neck.
"Yes, well at least I've had you now Granger. A couple more to go and then I've cleaned out the female population of the school," he said smirking.
"Tell someone who cares Malfoy," Hermione spat, secretly pissed off. She walked away from him to McGonagall's office.
"Why hello Ms Granger. Is there anything I can do for you?" McGonagall said looking up from her work.
"No, actually, there is something I can do for you," she said sitting in a chair and relaying last night's information to her.
Draco meanwhile sat in his own room talking to a paperclip. "I slept with the mudblood last night, and I know you are thinking I'm disgusting for touching such a dirty creature, but she actually wasn't that bad. Now before you come storming here listen to this. She talked in her sleep about the Order." Draco paused. Should he tell his father about her secret or not?
"Well, what did she say?" a muffled voice came from the clip.
"She said, um, that they are recruiting new members now, all different kinds of people, even one's with no experience. Apparently they have plans for some big army," he lied.
"Very good work son. It's most unfortunate to come in the vicinity of that thing though. I will arrange a... lets say a nasty accident for her" he said with a hint of excitement.
"No," Draco said quickly. "You cannot harm the mudblood! Do you not see how vital she is to our plans? There is still so much information I can get out of her," he said sweating slightly.
"Very well, but if you ever need a hand, you know who to call." That's all he said.
'Why did I stick up for that little brat. At least she'd be out of my hair if she was dead' he thought.
Just at that second Hermione walked back into the common room. 'Perfect,' Draco thought smiling and muttered a spell. He then walked down to the common room and confronted her.
"Why did you jump all over me like that last night Granger?" Malfoy sneered.
Hermione looked shocked. "Me! Jumped on you! You're the one that pulled me back in here and on the couch!" she yelled.
"Yeah, I got caught up in the heat of the moment. But I wasn't the one that invited you to my bed was I? I think that went the other way around," he said.
Hermione turned red. "So what. I needed something to get my mind off work and you were easily accessible," she said smiling at her cunningness.
"So anyways. Was I a good shag Granger? I have to be honest, you weren't absolutely clumsy as I thought you would be," he said probing her to go on.
"Malfoy, just don't speak to me. I want to forget what happened last night," she said sighing and running a hand through her hair. Draco muttered a charm under his breath and his wand glowed a slight red quickly.
Hermione turned and began to walk off slowly and tiredly, stopping only to pick up her coffee.
Draco walked behind her and pressed his body into hers inhaling the scent of her hair. His arms snaked around her slim figure and held her tight against him.
"How about you forget about schoolwork again tonight," he said huskily in her ear. Hermione knees went soft and the coffee mug slipped dangerously in her fingers.
"No. I really need to get some work done. Just go Draco. Leave me be," she said quietly her eyes slightly drooping.
"You want me. I can tell," he whispered softly. Hermione's eyes were getting heavier and heavier by the minute. His scent was driving her crazy.
"What are you doing to me?" she whispered faintly before the coffee spilt from her hand and on the floor, staining the plush carpet surrounding her.
Draco pulled her upright and swept her up into his arms easily. He then carried her to the couch. After he had laid her there, he looked at her peaceful sleeping form. He ran a hand down her soft face and through hair. Before he could stop himself he bent down and kissed her tenderly and softly on the lips. Then he pulled away, a strange sensation of absolute happiness filling him. "It will never be," he said angrily before pulling a vial out of his pocket and shoving the contents down her throat.
He looked at his watch. Ten minutes to go. He sat on the couch and pulled her up to him so he was sitting on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her torso and let her head lie in the crook of his shoulder. She unconsciously smiled and hugged him back loosely.
Ten minutes later Hermione woke with a start to find Draco sitting in a chair opposite her wearing a smirk.
"Morning sunshine," he smirked.
A/N: I just imagined a gay Draco then using a gay voice. How weird! I know there are heaps of fanfics out there with a gay Draco, but it doesn't feel right to me. Sorry to anyone that's a Draco slash fan! Ooh, and Thanx so so so much for the awesome reviews!