Chapter 7
A/N: I really do love this fic, it's my baby! But my brain has gone absolutely numb! Maybe it's because of the exams I have in a weeks.hmmm..*Reaches into ear and pokes brain* Yep, it's still there....
The Fountain of Lovers is a real fountain, I promise!
Okay, Hermione and Draco are very out of character in this chapter. I know they already are, but they are even more so in this chapter. If you don't like it, don't read it!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Nada. Zero. Cero. (French) But I wish I had enough time in the day to write such great works of fiction as JK Rowling does. But, alas, I do go to school and try to maintain a LIFE once in a while. Wait, this was supposed to be a disclaimer. Katie Currier is a bee- yatch. Sorry again. Got sidetracked. Ok, back to disclaiming. I don't own any of the fabuloso characters in this story. I DON'T OWN Rome either.
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"Granger," Draco stated.
Except, it didn't exactly come out right. He had been trying to say her surname in too many different tones at one time. He didn't know whether to sound icy, angry, optimistic, or confused, so it came out sounding a lot like 'Gra-I-A-jeer'. Hermione didn't miss this, and chuckled slightly at his strangled-sounding voice.
"Little late to be hitting puberty, isn't it, Malfoy?" She said with a smirk.
Just by looking at him, she knew he had hit puberty a loooong time ago. His sexy deep voice, his hard.er.body. Even she, who religiously teased and insulted him, appreciated his appearance. "Granger." Draco stated firmly, with no crack in his voice this time.
"Draco." She said lightly. She knew it annoyed him when she said his first name, so she made it a point to do so whenever the opportunity arose. She smiled and continued to gaze at the Tower. After a few minutes Hermione straightened her neck and sighed. "We're not going to be able to move our heads if we keep tilting them like that." Draco looked up and rubbed his neck.
"I think it's touching that you keep referring to us as 'we', like we're together or something." Draco said with a smirk.
"I know you love it," Hermione said, absentmindedly. She gazed at the sky in thought. "Come along, Draco." He stayed still. "And why do you think I'LL follow YOU?" He said. Now it was Hermione's turn to smirk. "Because you bored and you know you want to."
Draco shrugged. She had pretty much hit the nail on the head. He began to follow. (A/N: How's that for going with the flow, Fashiondiva? lol)
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Draco and Hermione stood in front of the Trevi Fountain, watching people throw their money in. After about five minutes, Hermione started to dig around in her purse for a coin.
"You're not actually going to throw money in, are you?" Draco asked, his eyes wide. Hermione rolled her eyes. "You HAVE to throw a coin in the Fountain and make a wish. It's an Italian law." She said with a smile. Draco raised an eyebrow. "Well I'M not going to waste any money. You go ahead," he said with a smirk. Hermione closed her eyes and her lips moved softly. She opened her eyes and grinned at Draco before she raised her arm and-
"Oof!"
The coin dropped somewhere Hermione couldn't see, and she turned to Draco with fire in her eyes. "Why did you do that?" She asked furiously. Draco shrugged nonchalantly. "Now my wish won't come true!" She whined. Draco smiled and shook his head. Hermione took her right arm and smacked him on the head before walking off. Draco laughed and started after her.
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Not far from the Trevi Fountain, a misguided coin was slowly sinking to the bottom of the Fountain of Lovers....
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"So why ARE you being so nice to me, Draaaco? Lose a bet? Screw up a potion?" Hermione smiled cheekily and grabbed another slice of pizza from the pie they were sharing at the outside café. Draco rolled his eyes and swallowed. "I'm not being nice, I'm stuck in a foreign country where I know zero people and am hideously bored. I am forced to be civil to you." Hermione laughed. "Oh, thanks, really. I feel sooo special."
Draco nodded and took another bite of his slice. Still chewing, he opened his mouth to speak. "Ew shwleod."
"I'll pretend I understood that. Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?" Hermione said jokingly. Draco swallowed and laughed. "Of course she did. Are you finished?" He asked, pointing to her empty plate. She nodded and he laid down 20,000 lire. Hermione tried to protest. "I can pay for my own meal, Malfoy." She rummaged through her purse. Draco laid a hand on her arm. She looked into his eyes. "I'm making up for my lack of manners, Hermione." He smiled sincerely and she shivered at how he said her name. It wasn't evil or mocking...it was just her name.
She smiled back and removed her hand from her purse. He removed his hand from her arm. Hermione couldn't help but feel disappointed as she broke eye contact with him. 'He's so handsome..' She thought, but immediately regretted the thought. 'We're just friends..and barely that.' She realized they were walking and looked back to Draco. "Where're we going?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow.
He smiled and looked back at the map he was holding in his hands. There's a museum I wanted to check out a around here...Aha! There it is!" Draco pointed to an old building with a sign that read "Museum of Roman Art". They continued to walk towards it, stopping at the entrance to pay 1000 lire to get in. When they walked in, they mostly saw statutes of roman gods and goddesses. Hermione stopped at the first one and squinted to read the small plaque beside it. "It says 'Jupiter - King of the Gods, Lord of life and death. Son of Saturn and Rhea, husband of Juno and father to Minerva.'" When she looked up to see Draco's reaction, she laughed. He was standing beside the statue in a mock-wrestler position, flexing his arms. "I am Juno!!!" He boomed. Hermione collapsed in a fit of giggles. When she recovered, she blushed. "Draco, people are looking!" she whispered. A timid looking woman walked by, staring at them. "I AM JUNO!!!!!" He boomed at her. The woman quickly scurried away. Hermione started to crack up, and Draco joined her.
They continued on to the next statue, which was of a beautiful woman. Draco read the plaque, "Venus - Unfaithful wife of Vulcan. Identified with Greek goddess Aphrodite. Worshipped as a bringer of good luck, bringer of victory, protector of female chastity and patroness of sensual pleasure." Draco looked up at Hermione and waggled his eyebrows at the last statement. Hermione blushed. Draco looked at her mischievously, and before she could stop whatever devious plan he was up to, Draco dropped to his knees. "Oh Goddess Venus! Please bring me sensual pleasure!" He waved his arms in the air and continued to act like she was the goddess herself. If the Juno stunt hadn't gotten people's stares, this definantly was getting some.
Hermione froze when she saw a man coming over. He looked important. Like, Manager-of-the-Museum important. Draco noticed that she had stopped giggling, and stood up. Hermione pointed behind him. Draco slowly turned around and winced when he saw the man. Mr. Manager began to yell at them in furious Italian and was waving his arms about madly. Now they had the whole museums attention. They couldn't understand what the man was saying, or yelling, to be more exact, but they got the picture. Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and ran out of the museum as fast as her Jimmy Choos would carry her.
When they reached the outside of the museum, they both began to laugh uncontrollably. There laughing continued for about five minutes until they need for air made itself known. They calmed down and grinned at each other. "That was hilarious. But I don't think we'll ever be allowed in that museum again." Hermione said. "Draco smiled. "Eh-who cares? I have my own Venus right here." Hermione blushed profusely. She knew it was cheesy, but she didn't really care. He put a finger under her chin and tilted her face towards his.
She was dimly aware that they were in a public place and people could see them quite clearly. But as Draco lowered his lips to hers, she didn't have a care in the world.
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A/N: Cheesefest, I know. I think I'm drowning in it. Tell me it it's to horrible and I won't do it again. LOL
Liked it? Review!
A/N: I really do love this fic, it's my baby! But my brain has gone absolutely numb! Maybe it's because of the exams I have in a weeks.hmmm..*Reaches into ear and pokes brain* Yep, it's still there....
The Fountain of Lovers is a real fountain, I promise!
Okay, Hermione and Draco are very out of character in this chapter. I know they already are, but they are even more so in this chapter. If you don't like it, don't read it!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Nada. Zero. Cero. (French) But I wish I had enough time in the day to write such great works of fiction as JK Rowling does. But, alas, I do go to school and try to maintain a LIFE once in a while. Wait, this was supposed to be a disclaimer. Katie Currier is a bee- yatch. Sorry again. Got sidetracked. Ok, back to disclaiming. I don't own any of the fabuloso characters in this story. I DON'T OWN Rome either.
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"Granger," Draco stated.
Except, it didn't exactly come out right. He had been trying to say her surname in too many different tones at one time. He didn't know whether to sound icy, angry, optimistic, or confused, so it came out sounding a lot like 'Gra-I-A-jeer'. Hermione didn't miss this, and chuckled slightly at his strangled-sounding voice.
"Little late to be hitting puberty, isn't it, Malfoy?" She said with a smirk.
Just by looking at him, she knew he had hit puberty a loooong time ago. His sexy deep voice, his hard.er.body. Even she, who religiously teased and insulted him, appreciated his appearance. "Granger." Draco stated firmly, with no crack in his voice this time.
"Draco." She said lightly. She knew it annoyed him when she said his first name, so she made it a point to do so whenever the opportunity arose. She smiled and continued to gaze at the Tower. After a few minutes Hermione straightened her neck and sighed. "We're not going to be able to move our heads if we keep tilting them like that." Draco looked up and rubbed his neck.
"I think it's touching that you keep referring to us as 'we', like we're together or something." Draco said with a smirk.
"I know you love it," Hermione said, absentmindedly. She gazed at the sky in thought. "Come along, Draco." He stayed still. "And why do you think I'LL follow YOU?" He said. Now it was Hermione's turn to smirk. "Because you bored and you know you want to."
Draco shrugged. She had pretty much hit the nail on the head. He began to follow. (A/N: How's that for going with the flow, Fashiondiva? lol)
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Draco and Hermione stood in front of the Trevi Fountain, watching people throw their money in. After about five minutes, Hermione started to dig around in her purse for a coin.
"You're not actually going to throw money in, are you?" Draco asked, his eyes wide. Hermione rolled her eyes. "You HAVE to throw a coin in the Fountain and make a wish. It's an Italian law." She said with a smile. Draco raised an eyebrow. "Well I'M not going to waste any money. You go ahead," he said with a smirk. Hermione closed her eyes and her lips moved softly. She opened her eyes and grinned at Draco before she raised her arm and-
"Oof!"
The coin dropped somewhere Hermione couldn't see, and she turned to Draco with fire in her eyes. "Why did you do that?" She asked furiously. Draco shrugged nonchalantly. "Now my wish won't come true!" She whined. Draco smiled and shook his head. Hermione took her right arm and smacked him on the head before walking off. Draco laughed and started after her.
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Not far from the Trevi Fountain, a misguided coin was slowly sinking to the bottom of the Fountain of Lovers....
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"So why ARE you being so nice to me, Draaaco? Lose a bet? Screw up a potion?" Hermione smiled cheekily and grabbed another slice of pizza from the pie they were sharing at the outside café. Draco rolled his eyes and swallowed. "I'm not being nice, I'm stuck in a foreign country where I know zero people and am hideously bored. I am forced to be civil to you." Hermione laughed. "Oh, thanks, really. I feel sooo special."
Draco nodded and took another bite of his slice. Still chewing, he opened his mouth to speak. "Ew shwleod."
"I'll pretend I understood that. Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?" Hermione said jokingly. Draco swallowed and laughed. "Of course she did. Are you finished?" He asked, pointing to her empty plate. She nodded and he laid down 20,000 lire. Hermione tried to protest. "I can pay for my own meal, Malfoy." She rummaged through her purse. Draco laid a hand on her arm. She looked into his eyes. "I'm making up for my lack of manners, Hermione." He smiled sincerely and she shivered at how he said her name. It wasn't evil or mocking...it was just her name.
She smiled back and removed her hand from her purse. He removed his hand from her arm. Hermione couldn't help but feel disappointed as she broke eye contact with him. 'He's so handsome..' She thought, but immediately regretted the thought. 'We're just friends..and barely that.' She realized they were walking and looked back to Draco. "Where're we going?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow.
He smiled and looked back at the map he was holding in his hands. There's a museum I wanted to check out a around here...Aha! There it is!" Draco pointed to an old building with a sign that read "Museum of Roman Art". They continued to walk towards it, stopping at the entrance to pay 1000 lire to get in. When they walked in, they mostly saw statutes of roman gods and goddesses. Hermione stopped at the first one and squinted to read the small plaque beside it. "It says 'Jupiter - King of the Gods, Lord of life and death. Son of Saturn and Rhea, husband of Juno and father to Minerva.'" When she looked up to see Draco's reaction, she laughed. He was standing beside the statue in a mock-wrestler position, flexing his arms. "I am Juno!!!" He boomed. Hermione collapsed in a fit of giggles. When she recovered, she blushed. "Draco, people are looking!" she whispered. A timid looking woman walked by, staring at them. "I AM JUNO!!!!!" He boomed at her. The woman quickly scurried away. Hermione started to crack up, and Draco joined her.
They continued on to the next statue, which was of a beautiful woman. Draco read the plaque, "Venus - Unfaithful wife of Vulcan. Identified with Greek goddess Aphrodite. Worshipped as a bringer of good luck, bringer of victory, protector of female chastity and patroness of sensual pleasure." Draco looked up at Hermione and waggled his eyebrows at the last statement. Hermione blushed. Draco looked at her mischievously, and before she could stop whatever devious plan he was up to, Draco dropped to his knees. "Oh Goddess Venus! Please bring me sensual pleasure!" He waved his arms in the air and continued to act like she was the goddess herself. If the Juno stunt hadn't gotten people's stares, this definantly was getting some.
Hermione froze when she saw a man coming over. He looked important. Like, Manager-of-the-Museum important. Draco noticed that she had stopped giggling, and stood up. Hermione pointed behind him. Draco slowly turned around and winced when he saw the man. Mr. Manager began to yell at them in furious Italian and was waving his arms about madly. Now they had the whole museums attention. They couldn't understand what the man was saying, or yelling, to be more exact, but they got the picture. Hermione grabbed Draco's hand and ran out of the museum as fast as her Jimmy Choos would carry her.
When they reached the outside of the museum, they both began to laugh uncontrollably. There laughing continued for about five minutes until they need for air made itself known. They calmed down and grinned at each other. "That was hilarious. But I don't think we'll ever be allowed in that museum again." Hermione said. "Draco smiled. "Eh-who cares? I have my own Venus right here." Hermione blushed profusely. She knew it was cheesy, but she didn't really care. He put a finger under her chin and tilted her face towards his.
She was dimly aware that they were in a public place and people could see them quite clearly. But as Draco lowered his lips to hers, she didn't have a care in the world.
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A/N: Cheesefest, I know. I think I'm drowning in it. Tell me it it's to horrible and I won't do it again. LOL
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