Chapter 26
Draco's POV
After he had eaten to his satisfaction, he left the Hall with Hermione. He desperately wanted to leave sooner, but Pansy had kept him there for longer than he intended. She was practically furious with him, 'associating with the mudblood.' He hadn't paid much attention to her.
"Why can't she mind her own damn business?" asked Draco annoyingly. He had one arm wrapped around her shoulders. She didn't seem to mind and replied, "Well, she is who she is, we can't change that."
They walked back in silence again. Draco didn't feel like going back to the common room, he felt more like going outside for some reason. "I feel like a walk," she told him. "You read my mind," he said with a smile. They grabbed their cloaks amd left for the lake.
It was cold outside. A perfect excuse to get close to each other. She shivered slightly and he took his chance. He snaked his arm around her waist and he felt her relax slightly. They walked around the lake a few times, talking about how the other students reacted to their entrance, and then decided to go to the Garden.
As usual, when they entered, the plants were blooming brightly and they felt a small wash of warmth through them. It surprised him that every time he had gone to the Garden, it always left him in awe. They sat, in front of the fountain and talked. It also surprised him that he was spilling out his deep dark thoughts about his feelings towards his family. He could tell that she was slightly interested in what he thought of his own family. She talked about her own family for a bit, before deciding that they should go back inside.
When they finally did return to the common room, it was very dark and Draco got changed quickly, ready for bed. He climbed in and felt like dropping straight to sleep when he thought that maybe it would be better to sleep over at Hermione's bed. A that exact moment, Hermione had opened the door. She stood with her short, silky night gown and tried to look innocent. "It's cold," she complained to him. He nodded understandingly and patted the spare space next to him. She smiled and happily climbed in bed with him. She laid still next to him.
"'Night," she whispered. "'Night," he whispered back. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He laid in silence until he could feel Hermione's breath even out. Soon after, he feel asleep too.
Hermione's POV
The birds chirped happily despite the bitter cold in the early morning. They'd woken her up for sometime now but she couldn't be bothered to do anything about it. She lay comfortably next to him. After a while, she couldn't stand it anymore and tried to sit up.
"Whoa!" she said. Draco had pulled her back down next to him. "You ain't going anywhere," said Draco, eyes closed. "But the damn birds..." she whined. "Watch and learn from the master," was all he said. He blindly grabbed his wand from the bedside table and gave it a swish. The window shut itself.
He placed the wand back on to the bedside table and said, "And here I thought I fell for the smartest girl in the world!" "Sorry, your Lordship," she said sarcastically, "Come on, let's get up." "Awwww... 5 more minutes!" he whined. She shook her head, "It is Monday you know. I've got to get to class now. " He bolted up right, "Why didn't you say so?!" "But you didn't ask," she replied in a matter-of-factly tone. She watched him shiver as he got out of the bed. "I liked it in there better," he said, his teeth chattering.
She laughed. "It's your fault, you always wear boxers. Why even wear them in winter?" "Well, because, one, I don't have anything else to wear at night that is comfortable. Two, because it's comfortable and three, why would a man like me wear pyjamas?" "Men, eh?" she said and raised an eyebrow. He chuckled, "Who can get more manly then me?" "Oh, of course you're the manliest of them all," she said mockingly. "Yeah, whatever, I'm going to change, wait for me," he told her.
"Okay," she said. She left the room and entered her own to get changed. She changed slowly, from the lack of energy she had and when she had grabbed her bag and exited her room, he was waiting for her. "I thought I was the one who asked for you to wait," he said to her. She shrugged. He put out an arm for her. "Shall we?" She grabbed his arm happily and they walked out of the dormitory, into the quiet corridors towards the Great Hall.
"I wish everyone would just except us being together," she said suddenly, "Especially Ron." "Don't worry," he reassured her, "We'll get through to him, and everyone else, sooner or later." She smiled at him; this had never felt so right for her.
A/N: Sorry peepz, a bit short again. And I'm really sorry I haven't updated sooner. My computer was stuffed up so I couldn't do anything! I hope you liked this chapter. Please REVIEW!!!
Draco's POV
After he had eaten to his satisfaction, he left the Hall with Hermione. He desperately wanted to leave sooner, but Pansy had kept him there for longer than he intended. She was practically furious with him, 'associating with the mudblood.' He hadn't paid much attention to her.
"Why can't she mind her own damn business?" asked Draco annoyingly. He had one arm wrapped around her shoulders. She didn't seem to mind and replied, "Well, she is who she is, we can't change that."
They walked back in silence again. Draco didn't feel like going back to the common room, he felt more like going outside for some reason. "I feel like a walk," she told him. "You read my mind," he said with a smile. They grabbed their cloaks amd left for the lake.
It was cold outside. A perfect excuse to get close to each other. She shivered slightly and he took his chance. He snaked his arm around her waist and he felt her relax slightly. They walked around the lake a few times, talking about how the other students reacted to their entrance, and then decided to go to the Garden.
As usual, when they entered, the plants were blooming brightly and they felt a small wash of warmth through them. It surprised him that every time he had gone to the Garden, it always left him in awe. They sat, in front of the fountain and talked. It also surprised him that he was spilling out his deep dark thoughts about his feelings towards his family. He could tell that she was slightly interested in what he thought of his own family. She talked about her own family for a bit, before deciding that they should go back inside.
When they finally did return to the common room, it was very dark and Draco got changed quickly, ready for bed. He climbed in and felt like dropping straight to sleep when he thought that maybe it would be better to sleep over at Hermione's bed. A that exact moment, Hermione had opened the door. She stood with her short, silky night gown and tried to look innocent. "It's cold," she complained to him. He nodded understandingly and patted the spare space next to him. She smiled and happily climbed in bed with him. She laid still next to him.
"'Night," she whispered. "'Night," he whispered back. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He laid in silence until he could feel Hermione's breath even out. Soon after, he feel asleep too.
Hermione's POV
The birds chirped happily despite the bitter cold in the early morning. They'd woken her up for sometime now but she couldn't be bothered to do anything about it. She lay comfortably next to him. After a while, she couldn't stand it anymore and tried to sit up.
"Whoa!" she said. Draco had pulled her back down next to him. "You ain't going anywhere," said Draco, eyes closed. "But the damn birds..." she whined. "Watch and learn from the master," was all he said. He blindly grabbed his wand from the bedside table and gave it a swish. The window shut itself.
He placed the wand back on to the bedside table and said, "And here I thought I fell for the smartest girl in the world!" "Sorry, your Lordship," she said sarcastically, "Come on, let's get up." "Awwww... 5 more minutes!" he whined. She shook her head, "It is Monday you know. I've got to get to class now. " He bolted up right, "Why didn't you say so?!" "But you didn't ask," she replied in a matter-of-factly tone. She watched him shiver as he got out of the bed. "I liked it in there better," he said, his teeth chattering.
She laughed. "It's your fault, you always wear boxers. Why even wear them in winter?" "Well, because, one, I don't have anything else to wear at night that is comfortable. Two, because it's comfortable and three, why would a man like me wear pyjamas?" "Men, eh?" she said and raised an eyebrow. He chuckled, "Who can get more manly then me?" "Oh, of course you're the manliest of them all," she said mockingly. "Yeah, whatever, I'm going to change, wait for me," he told her.
"Okay," she said. She left the room and entered her own to get changed. She changed slowly, from the lack of energy she had and when she had grabbed her bag and exited her room, he was waiting for her. "I thought I was the one who asked for you to wait," he said to her. She shrugged. He put out an arm for her. "Shall we?" She grabbed his arm happily and they walked out of the dormitory, into the quiet corridors towards the Great Hall.
"I wish everyone would just except us being together," she said suddenly, "Especially Ron." "Don't worry," he reassured her, "We'll get through to him, and everyone else, sooner or later." She smiled at him; this had never felt so right for her.
A/N: Sorry peepz, a bit short again. And I'm really sorry I haven't updated sooner. My computer was stuffed up so I couldn't do anything! I hope you liked this chapter. Please REVIEW!!!