Malfoy POV
I opened my eyes. "Aha, I thought I felt you near." My eyes lingered over her; she was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt that said "Coldplay" on the front. Another Muggle thing, I supposed, and hopefully not her attitude towards tonight.
"Alright, Malfoy, I'm here. Now what do you want?"
"Let's take a walk, shall we?"
I could see the doubt and suspicion on her face as she pondered this, but eventually she nodded her head and stepped towards me. I laid my hand lightly on the small of her back and guided her out the door.
As we headed out of the castle and towards the lake, I tried to calm the butterflies in my stomach. I had never been this nervous with a girl before. I was usually very confident. After all, I am Draco Malfoy. Who could resist? Granger, that's who. She was...different than the others.
Finally we reached the edge of the lake. We were pretty far from the school at this point because I didn't want anybody seeing the little show I had planned.
"Here we are."
"Oooh, the lake. Really, Malfoy," she said with impatience in her voice.
"No, no, just wait." I pulled out my wand, pointed at the sky and said, "Aurorbalis!"
Immediately, the sky lit up with moving red and green flames of light. Hints of yellow and purple moved through the sky and all were reflected, swirling in the lake.
"Malfoy...oh my goodness...It's so beautiful," she said softly.
"I thought you might like it. The chances of seeing the aurora borealis are a bit low in this country, so I thought I'd show you my version."
"I...I didn't know you could do this. I didn't know you would do this."
"I appreciate beauty. In any form." I looked away from the sky and looked at her face. The lights reflected in her eyes and she had a look of child like wonder. I stepped away and found a suitable place to lay down my cloak. "Granger, come sit down." Barely taking her eyes off the sky, she sat down next to me.
We silently watched the sky. The colors would sometimes stream quickly across the sky, sometimes swirl like a pinwheel, sometimes move slowly like a vast curtain of light. Eventually I found myself gazing at her instead of the sky, and I put my hand over hers. Rather than pull away, as I half-expected, she gave my hand a squeeze. I marveled again at how warm and soft her hands were. I wondered if her face was as soft. Before I even knew what I was doing, I was stroking her cheek with the back of my hand. Yes, she was so soft. She leaned in to my caress, closing her eyes. I moved my face towards hers and said, "Oh, Hermione, you feel like heaven." Scant inches separated her lips from mine as she whispered, "Oh, Malfoy, what have you done?" I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers, I had to know how they felt, and oh, they were so sweet. In a second, I tasted her: strawberries; smelled her: soap and lilies; felt her: amazing.
She didn't move for a moment, and I cupped her jaw in my hand. She responded by moving her lips against mine. She put her hand lightly on my chest. I flicked my tongue out to lick at her lips and moved my hand into her hair. Her hair felt like silk, and I couldn't believe I had ever teased her about it. She opened her mouth just a little, and I snuck my tongue in to find hers. Surprisingly, she allowed me to, and gave a little moan. That sound did something to me and I lost all sense of reason. I pushed her down onto my cloak and kissed her harder. Our tongues were finding each other, twisting around each other. I stopped to suck on her lower lip, and she gave another little moan. I was burning for her now, amazed at the speed with which she had impassioned me. I moved my hand down from her hair to her neck, to her arm, down to her stomach and back up again. I wanted to feel all of her, taste all of her. We kissed there beneath the lights, and I thought I had broken through to her.
I moved so that I was completely over her, one leg on either side of her, and now I had both hands free. One hand to touch that beautiful face, the other to roam over her body. I ran my hand down her thigh, squeezing lightly as I went. I felt her body beneath me, and I pressed myself into her. My mind was whirling like the lights in the sky. I felt dizzy and on fire. Dimly I became aware that she had stopped kissing me back, so I moved my lips to nuzzle at her neck. She was squirming underneath me and it felt so bloody good. I pressed my hips into hers; it seemed I could feel her heat through the denim. Part of me realized that she was pushing on my shoulders, pushing me away. The rest of me didn't care. I put one hand under her sweatshirt, so I could really feel her. I started to move my hand up from her warm belly, when suddenly she slapped me. I started to grab her hand when she kneed me in the groin.
"Goddammit, woman! Are you bloody crazy? What's wrong with you?"
"Me? What's wrong with me? You are an animal!"
"What are you talking about? You were kissing me back! What the hell was that, then?"
"Yes, I started to kiss you, and then I remembered who the ruddy hell you were! Goddamn Malfoy!" She said my name as if it were an insult.
My blood was boiling now, and I took a step towards her and held her face. "Malfoy, eh? Is that all I am to you, a last name? Well, no one talks to a Malfoy like that!" I pulled her closer to me and kissed her hard, roughly. She was moving her lips against mine but at the same time struggling to get away.
"Really what is wrong with you?" I shouted. Then I noticed the tears running down her face and I let her go. She turned around and ran off, back to the castle.
I looked up at the sky, at those lights, and wondered where I went wrong...
A/N Hermione's POV coming up next!
I opened my eyes. "Aha, I thought I felt you near." My eyes lingered over her; she was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt that said "Coldplay" on the front. Another Muggle thing, I supposed, and hopefully not her attitude towards tonight.
"Alright, Malfoy, I'm here. Now what do you want?"
"Let's take a walk, shall we?"
I could see the doubt and suspicion on her face as she pondered this, but eventually she nodded her head and stepped towards me. I laid my hand lightly on the small of her back and guided her out the door.
As we headed out of the castle and towards the lake, I tried to calm the butterflies in my stomach. I had never been this nervous with a girl before. I was usually very confident. After all, I am Draco Malfoy. Who could resist? Granger, that's who. She was...different than the others.
Finally we reached the edge of the lake. We were pretty far from the school at this point because I didn't want anybody seeing the little show I had planned.
"Here we are."
"Oooh, the lake. Really, Malfoy," she said with impatience in her voice.
"No, no, just wait." I pulled out my wand, pointed at the sky and said, "Aurorbalis!"
Immediately, the sky lit up with moving red and green flames of light. Hints of yellow and purple moved through the sky and all were reflected, swirling in the lake.
"Malfoy...oh my goodness...It's so beautiful," she said softly.
"I thought you might like it. The chances of seeing the aurora borealis are a bit low in this country, so I thought I'd show you my version."
"I...I didn't know you could do this. I didn't know you would do this."
"I appreciate beauty. In any form." I looked away from the sky and looked at her face. The lights reflected in her eyes and she had a look of child like wonder. I stepped away and found a suitable place to lay down my cloak. "Granger, come sit down." Barely taking her eyes off the sky, she sat down next to me.
We silently watched the sky. The colors would sometimes stream quickly across the sky, sometimes swirl like a pinwheel, sometimes move slowly like a vast curtain of light. Eventually I found myself gazing at her instead of the sky, and I put my hand over hers. Rather than pull away, as I half-expected, she gave my hand a squeeze. I marveled again at how warm and soft her hands were. I wondered if her face was as soft. Before I even knew what I was doing, I was stroking her cheek with the back of my hand. Yes, she was so soft. She leaned in to my caress, closing her eyes. I moved my face towards hers and said, "Oh, Hermione, you feel like heaven." Scant inches separated her lips from mine as she whispered, "Oh, Malfoy, what have you done?" I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers, I had to know how they felt, and oh, they were so sweet. In a second, I tasted her: strawberries; smelled her: soap and lilies; felt her: amazing.
She didn't move for a moment, and I cupped her jaw in my hand. She responded by moving her lips against mine. She put her hand lightly on my chest. I flicked my tongue out to lick at her lips and moved my hand into her hair. Her hair felt like silk, and I couldn't believe I had ever teased her about it. She opened her mouth just a little, and I snuck my tongue in to find hers. Surprisingly, she allowed me to, and gave a little moan. That sound did something to me and I lost all sense of reason. I pushed her down onto my cloak and kissed her harder. Our tongues were finding each other, twisting around each other. I stopped to suck on her lower lip, and she gave another little moan. I was burning for her now, amazed at the speed with which she had impassioned me. I moved my hand down from her hair to her neck, to her arm, down to her stomach and back up again. I wanted to feel all of her, taste all of her. We kissed there beneath the lights, and I thought I had broken through to her.
I moved so that I was completely over her, one leg on either side of her, and now I had both hands free. One hand to touch that beautiful face, the other to roam over her body. I ran my hand down her thigh, squeezing lightly as I went. I felt her body beneath me, and I pressed myself into her. My mind was whirling like the lights in the sky. I felt dizzy and on fire. Dimly I became aware that she had stopped kissing me back, so I moved my lips to nuzzle at her neck. She was squirming underneath me and it felt so bloody good. I pressed my hips into hers; it seemed I could feel her heat through the denim. Part of me realized that she was pushing on my shoulders, pushing me away. The rest of me didn't care. I put one hand under her sweatshirt, so I could really feel her. I started to move my hand up from her warm belly, when suddenly she slapped me. I started to grab her hand when she kneed me in the groin.
"Goddammit, woman! Are you bloody crazy? What's wrong with you?"
"Me? What's wrong with me? You are an animal!"
"What are you talking about? You were kissing me back! What the hell was that, then?"
"Yes, I started to kiss you, and then I remembered who the ruddy hell you were! Goddamn Malfoy!" She said my name as if it were an insult.
My blood was boiling now, and I took a step towards her and held her face. "Malfoy, eh? Is that all I am to you, a last name? Well, no one talks to a Malfoy like that!" I pulled her closer to me and kissed her hard, roughly. She was moving her lips against mine but at the same time struggling to get away.
"Really what is wrong with you?" I shouted. Then I noticed the tears running down her face and I let her go. She turned around and ran off, back to the castle.
I looked up at the sky, at those lights, and wondered where I went wrong...
A/N Hermione's POV coming up next!