Chapter 19
Draco's POV
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After feeling a little sleepy, he borrowed the book( for the 10th time), and left the library to the dormitory. He laid on the couch and started to read the book again. After a while, he fell asleep quickly.
20 minutes later, he stirred to feel a soft tap on his chest. He kept his eyes closed, not wanting to wake up yet. He turned to a different position, facing away from the person and tried to get back to sleep. Then the mystery person yelled, "Draco! Get up!" He jolted up. "Huh? I'll be good," he said groggily. He rubbed his eyes.
He heard Hermione's laughter. He yawned. "What's so important?" he asked. "The Winter Ball plans. What were you dreaming about that made you say that?" "I was talking to the devil," he joked. "Oh! Is that so? And what did he say to you?" she asked, playing along. "He told me to do something or I would be punished for life," he replied. "And what did he tell you to do?" she asked. She sat down beside him. "Oh, nothing! Just something on the lines of....." he said, getting his hands ready, "Tickling you!" He grabbed her waist. With one hand, he held her, the other, tickled her.
She was laughing like a maniac. "No- let- me- go!" she managed to sputter in between laughs. "I think not. That's what you get when you mess with me!" he shouted. She slid away from his grasp and ran to the other side of the couch. He got up and chased her. "No! leave me alone!!" she shouted over her shoulder. "Not a chance!" he shouted back. He caught her wrist and pulled her back to him. He wrapped both hands around her. She jumped in shock, which overbalanced Draco and he fell back, taking Hermione down with him.
"Oww...." He mumbled as she rolled off him, still laughing like a maniac. The both lied down on the floor. "I'm tired," he panted. "Same," she mumbled back. As they got their breaths back, he got up and stretched. "Hey give me hand," she said to him. He gave her his hand and lifted her easily off the floor.
"Now, lets get this Winter Ball started," she said as she reached the table, "Accio Parchment, Accio Quill, Accio Ink!" The parchment, quill and ink zoomed to her. He sat down beside her and started the plans.
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Draco yawned, "Man, I'm so tired!! There's some stuff I didn't even know was needed!" "Well n-n-now you kn-ow!" yawned Hermione. he stretched his arms and legs. He could hardly feel his backside.
"Let's call it a night," she said. He nodded. They walked up stairs together. They were both so tired from the couple of hours of working that Hermione knocked over a vase. "Oh! ...... Shit!" she said, and bent down to pick the pieces up. Draco also kneeled down to help.
When half the pieces from the broken vase was picked up, their hands touched. She looked at him and before he had a chance to even look at her, she grabbed his tie and pulled it to close the gap between their mouths. He was slightly taken back, this wasn't the normal Hermione you'd meet every day!
Slowly, she let go of the tie and moved her hands to around his neck and the broken vase laid discarded. They slowly got up and Draco made his move. He kissed her back, but rougher and slid his arms around her waist. He felt her mouth curl up into a smile as the were kissing. Making their way slowly, the reached a bedroom door and went in.
He took off his shirt with ease, with all the times he'd done it before and 'helped' Hermione with hers. He pulled it off so quickly that he heard a ripping sound. He gently put her on the bed. "Finally!" he thought, "I finally get a chance!"
Hermione's POV
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Hermione woke up to find to arms wrapped around herself protectively. "God, please don't tell me who I think it is," she thought. She turned her head slightly, just enough to see Draco's face, "Thanks a lot God," she thought sarcastically. She looked down to what she was wearing. Only a large shirt that looked like Draco's. 'this just gets better and better,' she thought, 'I hope I didn't sleep with him.'
She tried to remember what she could from last night. She remembered kissing him, entering the room and the rip of her shirt but that was it. 'At least it was someone hot,' she thought. Birds chirped outside. Draco bean to stir. He opened an eye and mumbled, "Stupid birds....."
She giggled. "Hey, how'd you sleep?" he asked. "Not too bad." He started to leave a wet trail of kisses from her shoulder to her neck. She couldn't resist. She turned around and kissed him back. She burrowed her head into his neck. Then she asked, "Did we- uh......." "Almost," was all he said.
She sighed inwardly. She hesitated then she moved to get out of bed. "Weekend!" he said with his eyes closed. She flopped back down. They laid together in silence. "I'd like to stay for a while, but I've got Quidditch Training," he said quietly. She felt good the silence had broken, he wrapped his arm around her once again. "Well, I've got to prepare the Hogsmede(sp?) Trip tomorrow. And I'm going to hand the plans in to Dumbledore. I'm going to get some breakfast. Are we in my room?" she said.
"Yours, because I - uh- can see your underwear in the wardrobe," he replied eyeing the wardrobe, "Some quiet..... revealing....." she swatted him but he only pulled her closer. There was silence once again and Hermione had a feeling what Draco was about to say. He inhaled, "Hermione... about you and him, and by him you know what I mean."
She didn't answer him at first. She wasn't sure how to explain. She took a deep breath. "Nothing. There's nothing going on, but......" she trailed off. "But what? Spit it out," he said. "But he- he asked if we could get back together. . I wasn't sure, so I asked him to give some time and space. I still haven't given him an answer," she finished.
"Well, that's simple. Just tell him your with me," he said, "Right?" When she didn't answer him, he thought she didn't hear him properly so he repeated,
"Right?" Then he realised what the silence meant. He automatically let go of her and sat up. "So you're not even sure about us?" he asked quietly but viciously.
She sat up to face him. "It's because I'm confused! Two guys that you thought would never go for you suddenly do! I mean Viktor came over all the way from wherever just to ask if I'd go out with him again? And no offence but since when did you get the change of heart?!" she said loudly. She was surprised at what she had said. He got off the bed and looked at her, but she couldn't look back at him.
"So, last night was for fun? What the fuck am I? Your friggin' toy boy!?" he yelled, "What's wrong with me changing? The guy you once knew is gone. I'm not a stuck up bastard anymore! I have changed Hermione!" She looked down at the ground as tears streamed down her faces. He turned away from her and whispered, "I changed for you...." Then he yelled in frustration and punched the wall. She looked up when she heard the crack from the wall. He pulled his hand out of the wall. His hand had cuts all over it and it started to bleed. But he took no notice of it.
He turned to take one last look at her and left. By that time, drops of blood fell to the carpet. Her tears stopped and change to angry sobs. She cried and cried and cried.
A/N: I'm so sorry if this is mushy...... I didn't know what else to do... . Review plez, but dont criticise to bad!!!
Draco's POV
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After feeling a little sleepy, he borrowed the book( for the 10th time), and left the library to the dormitory. He laid on the couch and started to read the book again. After a while, he fell asleep quickly.
20 minutes later, he stirred to feel a soft tap on his chest. He kept his eyes closed, not wanting to wake up yet. He turned to a different position, facing away from the person and tried to get back to sleep. Then the mystery person yelled, "Draco! Get up!" He jolted up. "Huh? I'll be good," he said groggily. He rubbed his eyes.
He heard Hermione's laughter. He yawned. "What's so important?" he asked. "The Winter Ball plans. What were you dreaming about that made you say that?" "I was talking to the devil," he joked. "Oh! Is that so? And what did he say to you?" she asked, playing along. "He told me to do something or I would be punished for life," he replied. "And what did he tell you to do?" she asked. She sat down beside him. "Oh, nothing! Just something on the lines of....." he said, getting his hands ready, "Tickling you!" He grabbed her waist. With one hand, he held her, the other, tickled her.
She was laughing like a maniac. "No- let- me- go!" she managed to sputter in between laughs. "I think not. That's what you get when you mess with me!" he shouted. She slid away from his grasp and ran to the other side of the couch. He got up and chased her. "No! leave me alone!!" she shouted over her shoulder. "Not a chance!" he shouted back. He caught her wrist and pulled her back to him. He wrapped both hands around her. She jumped in shock, which overbalanced Draco and he fell back, taking Hermione down with him.
"Oww...." He mumbled as she rolled off him, still laughing like a maniac. The both lied down on the floor. "I'm tired," he panted. "Same," she mumbled back. As they got their breaths back, he got up and stretched. "Hey give me hand," she said to him. He gave her his hand and lifted her easily off the floor.
"Now, lets get this Winter Ball started," she said as she reached the table, "Accio Parchment, Accio Quill, Accio Ink!" The parchment, quill and ink zoomed to her. He sat down beside her and started the plans.
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Draco yawned, "Man, I'm so tired!! There's some stuff I didn't even know was needed!" "Well n-n-now you kn-ow!" yawned Hermione. he stretched his arms and legs. He could hardly feel his backside.
"Let's call it a night," she said. He nodded. They walked up stairs together. They were both so tired from the couple of hours of working that Hermione knocked over a vase. "Oh! ...... Shit!" she said, and bent down to pick the pieces up. Draco also kneeled down to help.
When half the pieces from the broken vase was picked up, their hands touched. She looked at him and before he had a chance to even look at her, she grabbed his tie and pulled it to close the gap between their mouths. He was slightly taken back, this wasn't the normal Hermione you'd meet every day!
Slowly, she let go of the tie and moved her hands to around his neck and the broken vase laid discarded. They slowly got up and Draco made his move. He kissed her back, but rougher and slid his arms around her waist. He felt her mouth curl up into a smile as the were kissing. Making their way slowly, the reached a bedroom door and went in.
He took off his shirt with ease, with all the times he'd done it before and 'helped' Hermione with hers. He pulled it off so quickly that he heard a ripping sound. He gently put her on the bed. "Finally!" he thought, "I finally get a chance!"
Hermione's POV
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Hermione woke up to find to arms wrapped around herself protectively. "God, please don't tell me who I think it is," she thought. She turned her head slightly, just enough to see Draco's face, "Thanks a lot God," she thought sarcastically. She looked down to what she was wearing. Only a large shirt that looked like Draco's. 'this just gets better and better,' she thought, 'I hope I didn't sleep with him.'
She tried to remember what she could from last night. She remembered kissing him, entering the room and the rip of her shirt but that was it. 'At least it was someone hot,' she thought. Birds chirped outside. Draco bean to stir. He opened an eye and mumbled, "Stupid birds....."
She giggled. "Hey, how'd you sleep?" he asked. "Not too bad." He started to leave a wet trail of kisses from her shoulder to her neck. She couldn't resist. She turned around and kissed him back. She burrowed her head into his neck. Then she asked, "Did we- uh......." "Almost," was all he said.
She sighed inwardly. She hesitated then she moved to get out of bed. "Weekend!" he said with his eyes closed. She flopped back down. They laid together in silence. "I'd like to stay for a while, but I've got Quidditch Training," he said quietly. She felt good the silence had broken, he wrapped his arm around her once again. "Well, I've got to prepare the Hogsmede(sp?) Trip tomorrow. And I'm going to hand the plans in to Dumbledore. I'm going to get some breakfast. Are we in my room?" she said.
"Yours, because I - uh- can see your underwear in the wardrobe," he replied eyeing the wardrobe, "Some quiet..... revealing....." she swatted him but he only pulled her closer. There was silence once again and Hermione had a feeling what Draco was about to say. He inhaled, "Hermione... about you and him, and by him you know what I mean."
She didn't answer him at first. She wasn't sure how to explain. She took a deep breath. "Nothing. There's nothing going on, but......" she trailed off. "But what? Spit it out," he said. "But he- he asked if we could get back together. . I wasn't sure, so I asked him to give some time and space. I still haven't given him an answer," she finished.
"Well, that's simple. Just tell him your with me," he said, "Right?" When she didn't answer him, he thought she didn't hear him properly so he repeated,
"Right?" Then he realised what the silence meant. He automatically let go of her and sat up. "So you're not even sure about us?" he asked quietly but viciously.
She sat up to face him. "It's because I'm confused! Two guys that you thought would never go for you suddenly do! I mean Viktor came over all the way from wherever just to ask if I'd go out with him again? And no offence but since when did you get the change of heart?!" she said loudly. She was surprised at what she had said. He got off the bed and looked at her, but she couldn't look back at him.
"So, last night was for fun? What the fuck am I? Your friggin' toy boy!?" he yelled, "What's wrong with me changing? The guy you once knew is gone. I'm not a stuck up bastard anymore! I have changed Hermione!" She looked down at the ground as tears streamed down her faces. He turned away from her and whispered, "I changed for you...." Then he yelled in frustration and punched the wall. She looked up when she heard the crack from the wall. He pulled his hand out of the wall. His hand had cuts all over it and it started to bleed. But he took no notice of it.
He turned to take one last look at her and left. By that time, drops of blood fell to the carpet. Her tears stopped and change to angry sobs. She cried and cried and cried.
A/N: I'm so sorry if this is mushy...... I didn't know what else to do... . Review plez, but dont criticise to bad!!!