April 26, 2004
A/N: Hey yal!!! I am just happy. I don't know why. Maybe it's because my birthday is on the 28th!!! I can't wait!!! Anyways, there are a couple people I'd like to thank...
Reviewers:
xmaverickf14x: I'm glad things are getting clearer for you. I'm glad you thought it was a good chapter.
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Thank you for the review. I'm glad you like it. (
KrystinePotterLover: Thank you!!! I really thought it was cute, too, but didn't know if anyone else would think so. I'm glad you like it!!!
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: Thanks!!! Blaise is really great, isn't he? He sacrificed his life to save Hermione, yet he lives. Will he be okay? You'll have to keep reading.
Keddababy: Thank you!!! If you have any ideas, please send them in. I'd love to hear from you!!!
Smiles28: Thank you, I didn't know people liked it that much. Anyways, I have to get on with the show...
Applescm: Thank you!!!
pirate-elfgal: I haven't had a chance to read it yet, but I glanced at it, and it looked a little confusing. What are the weird marks? If you don't know what I'm talking about now, I'll email some of it to you. Well, I'll talk to you later. Bye!!!
Lannei: Hey, thanks for the review. I'm glad you think it is a great story!!!
kayla_one and only: Hey Kay!!! Thanks for the review!!! You really didn't have to read this story, but thanks!!! See ya later!!!
felton-luver: Hey, I'm really glad you like this story!!! Keep reading...I think you'll like what is in store.
Disclaimer: None of the names you recognize belong to me, except Draco...he's mine...anyways...the part you have been waiting for...
Chapter Twenty
The sun shone brightly through the window of Hermione's room. Hermione and Draco held onto one another in their sleep, and Hermione's head rested on his shoulder, a smile across her face. She gave a big stretch, and found herself in the arms of a sleeping Draco. She smiled at his sleeping form, and sighed.
All of a sudden, memories of the previous night flooded back to her, and Hermione yanked herself away from the sleeping Malfoy. He stretched, and looked at the fretful girl.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" he asked, growing worried, thinking that something was seriously wrong.
"I completely forgot about Blaise!!! I don't even know if he's okay, and I've just been lying here in bed while he's suffering in the hospital wing." She started pacing. Draco grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, wrapping her into his arms in a hug.
"'Mione, stop worrying. Blaise wouldn't like you to stress out in the morning. You should relax and take a shower. God only knows what my father must have done to you." He sighed at the thought of his father. He knew Lucius was gone for the time being, but he knew his father too well. His father would find a way to return to body form. He would find a way to punish his son.
"He didn't do anything to me," she stated blankly, staring into the face of the young Slytherin male comforting her, wishing he wouldn't think of things like that. "You're probably right. Blaise probably wouldn't want me to worry. I think I will go take a shower," she said. Draco lightly kissed her on the head, and Hermione got up. She grabbed her towel, leaving Draco alone in her room.
Draco looked around at his surroundings, and noticed that Hermione's room was very neat. Her dirty clothes that were lying on the floor the night before were now in a chair, clean and nicely folded. He got off her bed and headed for his own room to get cleaned up. They had normal classes that day, and the couple had yet to see Blaise. Draco heard the shower running, and hoped Hermione would be out soon. He didn't want to be late to class, and he didn't want to have to leave her alone. He was still a little worried about leaving her alone. Anyone could just take her if she wasn't careful.
Draco opened his closet, and looked at his wardrobe, which consisted mainly of black slacks and either black, white, or dark green long-sleeve, button- up shirts. There were a couple pair of jeans that he wore occasionally, but he found slacks more comfortable. He pulled off the clothes he wore to bed, and threw into a chair against the wall. He put on one of the white shirts and black slacks, and looked into the mirror. He smoothed out the wrinkles, put socks and shoes, and then walked out of the room, satisfied with his appearance. He walked into Hermione's room once more and looked into her closet. He opened it, and his eyes popped at all the clothes that were crammed in there. He picked out a black skirt that would be just above her knees, and a white short-sleeve blouse. He set them both on the chair, and left the room again.Heading for the bathroom, he walked in just in time to hear the shower turn off.
Hermione caught a glimpse of him, and immediately covered her damp body with the towel. "Don't you ever knock any more?" she asked, aware of the smile on his face.
"Why should I have to knock? It's not as if I haven't seen you naked before," he smirked.
"As a matter of fact, you have never seen me fully unclothed, and you won't ever see me that way if you continue being so sneaky," she replied, a smile on her face.
"Oh really," he asked, coming up behind her and snaking his arms around her waist. "I don't think you could guarantee that I'll never see you like that. You always give in whenever we do stuff." He began kissing her on the neck, licking the water droplets off her skin.
"Don't even think about doing that to me, Draco Malfoy. I'm not in the mood for having marks on my neck today." She shuttered as she remembered the two purple marks.
"Fine, I guess I'll just have to kiss you elsewhere." He captured her lips with his own, and passionately kissed her. After a minute, she broke away from him.
"Draco, we really don't have time to fool around this morning. I need to see Blaise."
"Since when was there 'we'?" he asked.
"Since I said so," she replied, heading back to her bedroom. Draco stayed behind. He combed his hair, and muttered a spell, which slicked it back. He then headed to Hermione's room, and found her sitting on her bed in the clothes he had picked out plus nylons, putting on a pair of black platforms with no back, on the sides were strips of leather that looked as if they tied like shoes. On the bottoms were also the name 'Mudd'. She stood up next to him, and noticed that he was still about half a foot taller than her.
"Bloody hell, Hermione. How do you get dressed so fast?"
"I don't take my time," she replied, smoothing out the wrinkles of her blouse. She turned around and looked her boyfriend up and down. "Why did you pick out my clothes?" she asked, her mouth set in a straight line.
"Because I felt like it," he replied, equally serious. "You didn't have to wear it if you didn't want to."
"You have good taste." She smiled up at him. "But you didn't have to make me look so much like a Slytherin. Why couldn't you have picked out a maroon blouse or something?"
"Are you stupid?" he asked, shock plastered on his face. "Duh, white is see- through!" he sighed, receiving a slap on the shoulder, and he laughed in return.
"I can't believe you thought that," she yelled at him, and then looked at him thoughtfully. "Why do you always have to slick back your hair?" she asked, running her hands through his hair. She was surprised that it wasn't all greasy.
"I put a spell on it to make it look that way," he replied, as if reading her mind. "It seems to intimidate the younger kids," he smiled at Hermione, who was putting on her cloak. She quickly rubbed the head girl badge on it, grabbed her book bag, slung it over her shoulder, and grabbed her wand. They headed to the hospital wing once Draco had grabbed his bag and wand. Even under the load that each student was carrying, Hermione and Draco held each other's hands, their fingers entwined together. They received many strange looks from other students, but they didn't care anymore. It was too difficult to hide. They wanted to be seen as what they really were, and they were proud of it. Who cared what others thought of them? They were happy together, and that was all that mattered.
The couple came to the entrance of the hospital wing and started to climb the steps. They reached the top, but were stopped by Madam Pomfrey.
"We're here to see Blaise Zambini," said Draco, looking her straight in the eye.
"I'm sorry, Mister Malfoy, but Blaise will not be having any visitors for a while." Hermione's eyes automatically welled with tears.
"Why can't we see him? Is he okay? I need to see him." She sniffed, trying to keep the tears hidden until she was away from the adult.
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger. He isn't as well as we had hoped. The spell that backfired at him is causing some serious problems we've never seen before. I can't allow students at this time to come in and bother him. I will contact you when he is doing well enough for you to come and visit."
"But...I just wanted to say thank you," she whispered so quietly that only Malfoy heard. Madam Pomfrey gave her a stern look. "Yes, ma'am." She looked down at the floor and retreated down the stairs. No sooner had she reached the bottom did the tears begin to fall freely. Draco pulled out his handkerchief and handed it to Hermione, who took it gratefully, and wiped the tears away. He noticed that her makeup wasn't smeared.
"You used a spell on it, didn't you?" he asked. She gave a weak smile and nodded. "Do you know how beautiful you are?"
"You only manage to tell me almost every day," she replied, smiling more at him.
"You are so beautiful, my 'Mione," he whispered into her hair as he pulled her into a hug. She readily hugged him back, which only received them more strange looks from their peers. When they broke apart, she handed him back the damp handkerchief.
"Thanks. I needed that."
"No problem." he smiled down at her, and her stomach suddenly growled. "You sound hungry." She nodded. "I'm hungry, too." She grabbed his hand and their fingers entwined once more. "So, what do you have today?" asked Draco.
"Arithmancy and Ancient Runes before lunch, and Double Transfiguration after," she replied, sighing.
"Sounds boring. I have Double Astronomy before lunch and Double Transfiguration after with you." The couple came to the entrance of the Great Hall. Draco kissed her on the forehead, and let go of her hand. Neither noticed that the whole room was looking at them, shock plastered on their faces. "I'll see you later. Don't get into any trouble, you hear?"
"Yeah. Bye!" He smiled at her, and the two headed off to their separate tables, and immediately, the other students went back to what they were doing before, as if that scene had never happened. Harry, Ginny, nor Ron were at the table, so she sat down next to Neville, who she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Hey, Neville. How's it going?" She asked him.
"Nothing much," he replied, looking down at his plate.
"Have you talked to Harry, Ron, or Ginny lately?" she asked.
"Yeah, and they all think you have gone batty." He said, not looking her in the eye.
"Why would they think that?"
"Only because one of the rudest and meanest guys in Slytherin is comforting you and you don't even tell him off when he kisses you," he said in one sentence.
"For your information, he is not mean or rude. People just are rude and mean to him because he's rich and people don't know how to act in front of him." She started to grow angry.
"Hey, don't get mad at me. They are the ones who said that, not me."
"So you aren't freaked out by me and Draco being together?" she asked.
"No, not really. It's a little weird, but if you feel you can trust him, then I guess I can, too."
"Thank you, Neville." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"For being such a good friend." She replied, laughing.
"Thanks."
"I need to get going." She said, grabbing a sausage.
"Bye!" Neville shouted as she rushed off.
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A/N: Well, I think that was pretty good, if I do say so myself. Anyways, what did you guys think of it? Was it suspenseful? Was it boring? What did you like about it? I want to know!!!!!!!!!! Tell me!!!!!!!!! Please review!!! THANX!!! (
~Elven at Heart
A/N: Hey yal!!! I am just happy. I don't know why. Maybe it's because my birthday is on the 28th!!! I can't wait!!! Anyways, there are a couple people I'd like to thank...
Reviewers:
xmaverickf14x: I'm glad things are getting clearer for you. I'm glad you thought it was a good chapter.
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Thank you for the review. I'm glad you like it. (
KrystinePotterLover: Thank you!!! I really thought it was cute, too, but didn't know if anyone else would think so. I'm glad you like it!!!
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: Thanks!!! Blaise is really great, isn't he? He sacrificed his life to save Hermione, yet he lives. Will he be okay? You'll have to keep reading.
Keddababy: Thank you!!! If you have any ideas, please send them in. I'd love to hear from you!!!
Smiles28: Thank you, I didn't know people liked it that much. Anyways, I have to get on with the show...
Applescm: Thank you!!!
pirate-elfgal: I haven't had a chance to read it yet, but I glanced at it, and it looked a little confusing. What are the weird marks? If you don't know what I'm talking about now, I'll email some of it to you. Well, I'll talk to you later. Bye!!!
Lannei: Hey, thanks for the review. I'm glad you think it is a great story!!!
kayla_one and only: Hey Kay!!! Thanks for the review!!! You really didn't have to read this story, but thanks!!! See ya later!!!
felton-luver: Hey, I'm really glad you like this story!!! Keep reading...I think you'll like what is in store.
Disclaimer: None of the names you recognize belong to me, except Draco...he's mine...anyways...the part you have been waiting for...
Chapter Twenty
The sun shone brightly through the window of Hermione's room. Hermione and Draco held onto one another in their sleep, and Hermione's head rested on his shoulder, a smile across her face. She gave a big stretch, and found herself in the arms of a sleeping Draco. She smiled at his sleeping form, and sighed.
All of a sudden, memories of the previous night flooded back to her, and Hermione yanked herself away from the sleeping Malfoy. He stretched, and looked at the fretful girl.
"Hermione, what's wrong?" he asked, growing worried, thinking that something was seriously wrong.
"I completely forgot about Blaise!!! I don't even know if he's okay, and I've just been lying here in bed while he's suffering in the hospital wing." She started pacing. Draco grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, wrapping her into his arms in a hug.
"'Mione, stop worrying. Blaise wouldn't like you to stress out in the morning. You should relax and take a shower. God only knows what my father must have done to you." He sighed at the thought of his father. He knew Lucius was gone for the time being, but he knew his father too well. His father would find a way to return to body form. He would find a way to punish his son.
"He didn't do anything to me," she stated blankly, staring into the face of the young Slytherin male comforting her, wishing he wouldn't think of things like that. "You're probably right. Blaise probably wouldn't want me to worry. I think I will go take a shower," she said. Draco lightly kissed her on the head, and Hermione got up. She grabbed her towel, leaving Draco alone in her room.
Draco looked around at his surroundings, and noticed that Hermione's room was very neat. Her dirty clothes that were lying on the floor the night before were now in a chair, clean and nicely folded. He got off her bed and headed for his own room to get cleaned up. They had normal classes that day, and the couple had yet to see Blaise. Draco heard the shower running, and hoped Hermione would be out soon. He didn't want to be late to class, and he didn't want to have to leave her alone. He was still a little worried about leaving her alone. Anyone could just take her if she wasn't careful.
Draco opened his closet, and looked at his wardrobe, which consisted mainly of black slacks and either black, white, or dark green long-sleeve, button- up shirts. There were a couple pair of jeans that he wore occasionally, but he found slacks more comfortable. He pulled off the clothes he wore to bed, and threw into a chair against the wall. He put on one of the white shirts and black slacks, and looked into the mirror. He smoothed out the wrinkles, put socks and shoes, and then walked out of the room, satisfied with his appearance. He walked into Hermione's room once more and looked into her closet. He opened it, and his eyes popped at all the clothes that were crammed in there. He picked out a black skirt that would be just above her knees, and a white short-sleeve blouse. He set them both on the chair, and left the room again.Heading for the bathroom, he walked in just in time to hear the shower turn off.
Hermione caught a glimpse of him, and immediately covered her damp body with the towel. "Don't you ever knock any more?" she asked, aware of the smile on his face.
"Why should I have to knock? It's not as if I haven't seen you naked before," he smirked.
"As a matter of fact, you have never seen me fully unclothed, and you won't ever see me that way if you continue being so sneaky," she replied, a smile on her face.
"Oh really," he asked, coming up behind her and snaking his arms around her waist. "I don't think you could guarantee that I'll never see you like that. You always give in whenever we do stuff." He began kissing her on the neck, licking the water droplets off her skin.
"Don't even think about doing that to me, Draco Malfoy. I'm not in the mood for having marks on my neck today." She shuttered as she remembered the two purple marks.
"Fine, I guess I'll just have to kiss you elsewhere." He captured her lips with his own, and passionately kissed her. After a minute, she broke away from him.
"Draco, we really don't have time to fool around this morning. I need to see Blaise."
"Since when was there 'we'?" he asked.
"Since I said so," she replied, heading back to her bedroom. Draco stayed behind. He combed his hair, and muttered a spell, which slicked it back. He then headed to Hermione's room, and found her sitting on her bed in the clothes he had picked out plus nylons, putting on a pair of black platforms with no back, on the sides were strips of leather that looked as if they tied like shoes. On the bottoms were also the name 'Mudd'. She stood up next to him, and noticed that he was still about half a foot taller than her.
"Bloody hell, Hermione. How do you get dressed so fast?"
"I don't take my time," she replied, smoothing out the wrinkles of her blouse. She turned around and looked her boyfriend up and down. "Why did you pick out my clothes?" she asked, her mouth set in a straight line.
"Because I felt like it," he replied, equally serious. "You didn't have to wear it if you didn't want to."
"You have good taste." She smiled up at him. "But you didn't have to make me look so much like a Slytherin. Why couldn't you have picked out a maroon blouse or something?"
"Are you stupid?" he asked, shock plastered on his face. "Duh, white is see- through!" he sighed, receiving a slap on the shoulder, and he laughed in return.
"I can't believe you thought that," she yelled at him, and then looked at him thoughtfully. "Why do you always have to slick back your hair?" she asked, running her hands through his hair. She was surprised that it wasn't all greasy.
"I put a spell on it to make it look that way," he replied, as if reading her mind. "It seems to intimidate the younger kids," he smiled at Hermione, who was putting on her cloak. She quickly rubbed the head girl badge on it, grabbed her book bag, slung it over her shoulder, and grabbed her wand. They headed to the hospital wing once Draco had grabbed his bag and wand. Even under the load that each student was carrying, Hermione and Draco held each other's hands, their fingers entwined together. They received many strange looks from other students, but they didn't care anymore. It was too difficult to hide. They wanted to be seen as what they really were, and they were proud of it. Who cared what others thought of them? They were happy together, and that was all that mattered.
The couple came to the entrance of the hospital wing and started to climb the steps. They reached the top, but were stopped by Madam Pomfrey.
"We're here to see Blaise Zambini," said Draco, looking her straight in the eye.
"I'm sorry, Mister Malfoy, but Blaise will not be having any visitors for a while." Hermione's eyes automatically welled with tears.
"Why can't we see him? Is he okay? I need to see him." She sniffed, trying to keep the tears hidden until she was away from the adult.
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger. He isn't as well as we had hoped. The spell that backfired at him is causing some serious problems we've never seen before. I can't allow students at this time to come in and bother him. I will contact you when he is doing well enough for you to come and visit."
"But...I just wanted to say thank you," she whispered so quietly that only Malfoy heard. Madam Pomfrey gave her a stern look. "Yes, ma'am." She looked down at the floor and retreated down the stairs. No sooner had she reached the bottom did the tears begin to fall freely. Draco pulled out his handkerchief and handed it to Hermione, who took it gratefully, and wiped the tears away. He noticed that her makeup wasn't smeared.
"You used a spell on it, didn't you?" he asked. She gave a weak smile and nodded. "Do you know how beautiful you are?"
"You only manage to tell me almost every day," she replied, smiling more at him.
"You are so beautiful, my 'Mione," he whispered into her hair as he pulled her into a hug. She readily hugged him back, which only received them more strange looks from their peers. When they broke apart, she handed him back the damp handkerchief.
"Thanks. I needed that."
"No problem." he smiled down at her, and her stomach suddenly growled. "You sound hungry." She nodded. "I'm hungry, too." She grabbed his hand and their fingers entwined once more. "So, what do you have today?" asked Draco.
"Arithmancy and Ancient Runes before lunch, and Double Transfiguration after," she replied, sighing.
"Sounds boring. I have Double Astronomy before lunch and Double Transfiguration after with you." The couple came to the entrance of the Great Hall. Draco kissed her on the forehead, and let go of her hand. Neither noticed that the whole room was looking at them, shock plastered on their faces. "I'll see you later. Don't get into any trouble, you hear?"
"Yeah. Bye!" He smiled at her, and the two headed off to their separate tables, and immediately, the other students went back to what they were doing before, as if that scene had never happened. Harry, Ginny, nor Ron were at the table, so she sat down next to Neville, who she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Hey, Neville. How's it going?" She asked him.
"Nothing much," he replied, looking down at his plate.
"Have you talked to Harry, Ron, or Ginny lately?" she asked.
"Yeah, and they all think you have gone batty." He said, not looking her in the eye.
"Why would they think that?"
"Only because one of the rudest and meanest guys in Slytherin is comforting you and you don't even tell him off when he kisses you," he said in one sentence.
"For your information, he is not mean or rude. People just are rude and mean to him because he's rich and people don't know how to act in front of him." She started to grow angry.
"Hey, don't get mad at me. They are the ones who said that, not me."
"So you aren't freaked out by me and Draco being together?" she asked.
"No, not really. It's a little weird, but if you feel you can trust him, then I guess I can, too."
"Thank you, Neville." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"For being such a good friend." She replied, laughing.
"Thanks."
"I need to get going." She said, grabbing a sausage.
"Bye!" Neville shouted as she rushed off.
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A/N: Well, I think that was pretty good, if I do say so myself. Anyways, what did you guys think of it? Was it suspenseful? Was it boring? What did you like about it? I want to know!!!!!!!!!! Tell me!!!!!!!!! Please review!!! THANX!!! (
~Elven at Heart