Chapter 26: Amendments
Hermione ran up to her room after her fierce kiss with Draco and placed a cool towel over her bruised and cut lip. She felt a few tears slip down her face and kidded herself that it was just the pain. She didn't know what Draco was talking about in his room, but she knew he wasn't dating her out of his own will.
The next week passed with Hermione and Draco seeing very little of each other. Hermione was avoiding him and doing a very good job of it. Several times she was on the verge of telling Harry and Ron, but then thought better of it. It was a Friday afternoon and Hermione hurried into the common room in order to reach her room before Draco came in.
"In a rush huh?" Draco asked. He had just emerged from his stairs.
"Um, yeah. I have an extra assignment I have to hand into McGonagall. You know, for extra credit," she said keeping her cool.
"Oh, ok. When's it due," he asked innocently.
"On Monday."
"That's good then. We can spend the night together. It's been ages since we did something together," he said walking over to her.
Hermione took a few steps back. Um, I really have a lot of work to do," she said, trying and succeeding in keeping the fear out of her voice.
"You can take a break one night can't you?" he said now wrapping his arms around her and nibbling at her neck.
"Please Malfoy. I really don't feel like it tonight," she said urgently.
Draco froze and let her go. "What's going on? You never call me Malfoy and you've been avoiding me for the past week."
"It's nothing ok."
"Yes it is. It's pissing me off Hermione. Or should I call you Granger?" he spat.
Hermione winced slightly when he referred to her by her last name "well, it's just that I heard you talking to someone last week and it sounds like you are going out with me for an alternative reason. And when you kissed me last week, it hurt and it wasn't like usual. So I suggest YOU tell me what's going on," she said getting angrier. Hermione was on the verge of tears but wouldn't let them fall.
"How do you know I was talking about you? Did I ever say Hermione in the conversation?"
"No but I distinctly heard you talk about our fight and the word 'mudblood' was mentioned." She spat out the word mudblood and was pleased to see Draco shudder very slightly when she said it.
"You are not the only muggleborn in the school and what did you want me to tell them? That I actually have feelings for you?" he said angrily then looked scared at her.
Her face grew steadily red. "YOU WERE USING ME! YOU WERE USING ME TO GET INFORMATION! YOU BASTARD!!" she screamed, ignoring the fact he had declared his feelings for him.
"Oh, yeah, and like you haven't" Draco scoffed.
"No, actually I haven't! Even I wouldn't go so low! I'd have rather you get any information out of me by force than this way Draco," she said quietly. "And you haven't gained any information as it is."
"Yes well, it started out like that, but now I really like you," Draco said earnestly.
"I'm sorry, but I don't believe you."
"You don't believe me, or you don't want to believe me because you know you're feeling the same thing as me," he said. "I'm in love with you."
Hermione let the tears she had been holding back fall. "I could never love you Draco. We are nothing alike, and I can't trust you," she said sadly as the tears continued to flow down her face.
Draco moved towards her as if to hug her but Hermione backed away.
"No. this ends now. This is my final year and I don't need someone like you to ruin it for me," she said and walked into her room. Draco who knew her password went after her and stopped at the door. "Bon bon" he said and waited for the door to open. It didn't budge. He tried again and still it didn't move.
"I've changed the password Draco. Please leave," Hermione said to him through the door.
"I need to talk to you. I'm in bloody love with you after all." He heard her mutter a silencing charm. He punched the door hard and then left. Draco stormed out of the castle not caring who saw him. His first stop was the hidden magical nightclub. He entered and sat at the bar ordering himself a very strong firewhisky.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have check you age," the young witch behind the counter said. Draco nodded irritably and felt a light pass over him.
"Happy" now can I have my drink," he snapped. The witch glared at him and then fetched him a drink.
"That'll be fifteen..."
"Just add it to my tab," he said angrily and downed the drink. "And keep them coming," he said as his eyes watered from the intensity of the drink.
Meanwhile in Hogwarts Hermione was in the common room reading a book. She had seen Draco go and knew he was off to get pissed. She looked around and saw that his door was slightly ajar. She had never had the chance to look around his room before. Before she could think of the consequences Hermione climbed the stairs and entered his room. It looked identical to hers except there were different colours and the décor was more masculine. She looked on his desk. There was nothing there except paper. She then looked to his bed.
Hermione walked over and sat on it. She then lay down and wrapped her arms around the pillow. She did not expect however to find a sharp cold object. Hermione cursed and took the pillow off. Her hand was bleeding and she saw why. There was a perfectly made very sharp knife lying there. There was also a small box. She would have thought Draco kept the knife for protection apart from the red stains all over it, as if it had been cleaned of blood so many times, it wouldn't come out any more.
She then opened the intricate little box next to it. The inside was a soft velvet cushioning and on it lay a paperclip. Hermione crinkled her brow in confusion. A paperclip? Kept as if it were a precious diamond? "Strange", she muttered.
"Draco? Is that you? Repeat yourself, I couldn't hear you," a voice came out of the paperclip. "Draco? Who is this?" the voice spat. It sounded very familiar.
Hermione the quick thinker she was, charmed her voice to sound like Draco's.
"Yes it's me," she said with a deep voice.
"Why did it take you so long to answer?" the voice demanded.
Hermione thought quickly. "I thought I heard the mudblood," she said.
"She really is becoming a nuisance. I think we should just get rid of her. I don't know why you keep putting it off. Sounds like you have a soft spot for her. I shouldn't even be listening to you, but our master has commanded that I obey your order," he said with obvious disgust.
"There is nothing going on and there is more I can get out of her." Hermione said.
"What did you want anyway?" the voice demanded.
Hermione thought fast. She could really get some valuable information out. "When and where is the next meeting?" she tried.
"I told you last week. You must have remembered this. Who are you?" the voice demanded suddenly.
"I'm your son. And I simply forgot father, I do have to keep up with schoolwork. It's getting harder to beat that filthy mudblood."
"Yes, this world would be a lot better without her. The meeting is on the 22 October and it's at our secondary spot."
Hermione let her face fall in disappointment. "Good. I shall see you there," Hermione said and placed the paper clip back into the box. She carefully put the box and knife away, placing the pillow on top as if she had never been there.
She turned around and walked to McGonagall's office to relate the information.
Draco was at the present time slumped over the bar just drinking his 7th drink. Half the drink went on the floor and half went in his mouth. 'Why am I even this upset over it,' he thought to himself.
He felt someone sit next to him and clear their throat. He didn't move. "Not interested so get lost," he said.
"No I won't," he heard a female say.
"Hermione?" he blinked his eyes several times and turned to look at her. His vision was still a little blurry. He had a strange feeling that someone had spiked his drink.
"Yeah it's me. And you're off you face. Now let's go," she said getting up.
"What? So you can yell at me again and be dumb," he said and then burst into laughter. "Ha ha. I called the smartest witch dumb. How dumb," he said and tried to stand up.
Hermione rolled her eyes and muttered a spell. Suddenly Draco was functioning properly and all the pain of that evening hit him again.
"Ah. Why did you do that? It was more fun being drunk," he said and stood up properly.
"Let's go for a walk. I need to talk to you," she said and left the bar, hoping Draco would follow her. He did.
Once they were outside and a little distance from the club Hermione stopped and turned to look at him. He rolled his eyes. "What now? Another lecture?" he said.
"No," Hermione said and then wrapped her arms around his waist placing her head on his shoulder. Draco was surprised at the show of affection on Hermione's part. "So you think you can just hug me and it'll be ok?" he said, yet hugged her back at the same time.
"No. but it's a step," she said. Draco exhaled the breath he had been holding and hugged her tighter, just savouring the moment.
A/N: ok, this story is now coming to an end. They are going to get ooc because there is no way I can write a Hermione/Draco story with them still in character. Oh, and they aren't going to break up again. This is it.
Hermione ran up to her room after her fierce kiss with Draco and placed a cool towel over her bruised and cut lip. She felt a few tears slip down her face and kidded herself that it was just the pain. She didn't know what Draco was talking about in his room, but she knew he wasn't dating her out of his own will.
The next week passed with Hermione and Draco seeing very little of each other. Hermione was avoiding him and doing a very good job of it. Several times she was on the verge of telling Harry and Ron, but then thought better of it. It was a Friday afternoon and Hermione hurried into the common room in order to reach her room before Draco came in.
"In a rush huh?" Draco asked. He had just emerged from his stairs.
"Um, yeah. I have an extra assignment I have to hand into McGonagall. You know, for extra credit," she said keeping her cool.
"Oh, ok. When's it due," he asked innocently.
"On Monday."
"That's good then. We can spend the night together. It's been ages since we did something together," he said walking over to her.
Hermione took a few steps back. Um, I really have a lot of work to do," she said, trying and succeeding in keeping the fear out of her voice.
"You can take a break one night can't you?" he said now wrapping his arms around her and nibbling at her neck.
"Please Malfoy. I really don't feel like it tonight," she said urgently.
Draco froze and let her go. "What's going on? You never call me Malfoy and you've been avoiding me for the past week."
"It's nothing ok."
"Yes it is. It's pissing me off Hermione. Or should I call you Granger?" he spat.
Hermione winced slightly when he referred to her by her last name "well, it's just that I heard you talking to someone last week and it sounds like you are going out with me for an alternative reason. And when you kissed me last week, it hurt and it wasn't like usual. So I suggest YOU tell me what's going on," she said getting angrier. Hermione was on the verge of tears but wouldn't let them fall.
"How do you know I was talking about you? Did I ever say Hermione in the conversation?"
"No but I distinctly heard you talk about our fight and the word 'mudblood' was mentioned." She spat out the word mudblood and was pleased to see Draco shudder very slightly when she said it.
"You are not the only muggleborn in the school and what did you want me to tell them? That I actually have feelings for you?" he said angrily then looked scared at her.
Her face grew steadily red. "YOU WERE USING ME! YOU WERE USING ME TO GET INFORMATION! YOU BASTARD!!" she screamed, ignoring the fact he had declared his feelings for him.
"Oh, yeah, and like you haven't" Draco scoffed.
"No, actually I haven't! Even I wouldn't go so low! I'd have rather you get any information out of me by force than this way Draco," she said quietly. "And you haven't gained any information as it is."
"Yes well, it started out like that, but now I really like you," Draco said earnestly.
"I'm sorry, but I don't believe you."
"You don't believe me, or you don't want to believe me because you know you're feeling the same thing as me," he said. "I'm in love with you."
Hermione let the tears she had been holding back fall. "I could never love you Draco. We are nothing alike, and I can't trust you," she said sadly as the tears continued to flow down her face.
Draco moved towards her as if to hug her but Hermione backed away.
"No. this ends now. This is my final year and I don't need someone like you to ruin it for me," she said and walked into her room. Draco who knew her password went after her and stopped at the door. "Bon bon" he said and waited for the door to open. It didn't budge. He tried again and still it didn't move.
"I've changed the password Draco. Please leave," Hermione said to him through the door.
"I need to talk to you. I'm in bloody love with you after all." He heard her mutter a silencing charm. He punched the door hard and then left. Draco stormed out of the castle not caring who saw him. His first stop was the hidden magical nightclub. He entered and sat at the bar ordering himself a very strong firewhisky.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have check you age," the young witch behind the counter said. Draco nodded irritably and felt a light pass over him.
"Happy" now can I have my drink," he snapped. The witch glared at him and then fetched him a drink.
"That'll be fifteen..."
"Just add it to my tab," he said angrily and downed the drink. "And keep them coming," he said as his eyes watered from the intensity of the drink.
Meanwhile in Hogwarts Hermione was in the common room reading a book. She had seen Draco go and knew he was off to get pissed. She looked around and saw that his door was slightly ajar. She had never had the chance to look around his room before. Before she could think of the consequences Hermione climbed the stairs and entered his room. It looked identical to hers except there were different colours and the décor was more masculine. She looked on his desk. There was nothing there except paper. She then looked to his bed.
Hermione walked over and sat on it. She then lay down and wrapped her arms around the pillow. She did not expect however to find a sharp cold object. Hermione cursed and took the pillow off. Her hand was bleeding and she saw why. There was a perfectly made very sharp knife lying there. There was also a small box. She would have thought Draco kept the knife for protection apart from the red stains all over it, as if it had been cleaned of blood so many times, it wouldn't come out any more.
She then opened the intricate little box next to it. The inside was a soft velvet cushioning and on it lay a paperclip. Hermione crinkled her brow in confusion. A paperclip? Kept as if it were a precious diamond? "Strange", she muttered.
"Draco? Is that you? Repeat yourself, I couldn't hear you," a voice came out of the paperclip. "Draco? Who is this?" the voice spat. It sounded very familiar.
Hermione the quick thinker she was, charmed her voice to sound like Draco's.
"Yes it's me," she said with a deep voice.
"Why did it take you so long to answer?" the voice demanded.
Hermione thought quickly. "I thought I heard the mudblood," she said.
"She really is becoming a nuisance. I think we should just get rid of her. I don't know why you keep putting it off. Sounds like you have a soft spot for her. I shouldn't even be listening to you, but our master has commanded that I obey your order," he said with obvious disgust.
"There is nothing going on and there is more I can get out of her." Hermione said.
"What did you want anyway?" the voice demanded.
Hermione thought fast. She could really get some valuable information out. "When and where is the next meeting?" she tried.
"I told you last week. You must have remembered this. Who are you?" the voice demanded suddenly.
"I'm your son. And I simply forgot father, I do have to keep up with schoolwork. It's getting harder to beat that filthy mudblood."
"Yes, this world would be a lot better without her. The meeting is on the 22 October and it's at our secondary spot."
Hermione let her face fall in disappointment. "Good. I shall see you there," Hermione said and placed the paper clip back into the box. She carefully put the box and knife away, placing the pillow on top as if she had never been there.
She turned around and walked to McGonagall's office to relate the information.
Draco was at the present time slumped over the bar just drinking his 7th drink. Half the drink went on the floor and half went in his mouth. 'Why am I even this upset over it,' he thought to himself.
He felt someone sit next to him and clear their throat. He didn't move. "Not interested so get lost," he said.
"No I won't," he heard a female say.
"Hermione?" he blinked his eyes several times and turned to look at her. His vision was still a little blurry. He had a strange feeling that someone had spiked his drink.
"Yeah it's me. And you're off you face. Now let's go," she said getting up.
"What? So you can yell at me again and be dumb," he said and then burst into laughter. "Ha ha. I called the smartest witch dumb. How dumb," he said and tried to stand up.
Hermione rolled her eyes and muttered a spell. Suddenly Draco was functioning properly and all the pain of that evening hit him again.
"Ah. Why did you do that? It was more fun being drunk," he said and stood up properly.
"Let's go for a walk. I need to talk to you," she said and left the bar, hoping Draco would follow her. He did.
Once they were outside and a little distance from the club Hermione stopped and turned to look at him. He rolled his eyes. "What now? Another lecture?" he said.
"No," Hermione said and then wrapped her arms around his waist placing her head on his shoulder. Draco was surprised at the show of affection on Hermione's part. "So you think you can just hug me and it'll be ok?" he said, yet hugged her back at the same time.
"No. but it's a step," she said. Draco exhaled the breath he had been holding and hugged her tighter, just savouring the moment.
A/N: ok, this story is now coming to an end. They are going to get ooc because there is no way I can write a Hermione/Draco story with them still in character. Oh, and they aren't going to break up again. This is it.