At three o'clock, Draco found Hermione coming out of Defence Against the
Dark Arts.
"Hermione!" he exclaimed. "There you are – I've been looking all over for
you."
Hermione gave her boyfriend a skeptical look. "Draco, I was in class. So
should you have been."
Draco nervously scratched the back of his neck. "Ha, well, I was just so
anxious to see you."
"Oh, well, it's great to see you, too." Hermione kissed him on the cheek.
"What's up?"
"I know I've hurt you in the past...in more ways than one. And...I wanna make
it up to you. I wanna take you somewhere."
"Oh, Draco, you don't have to..."
"Would you let me finish!? I wanna do something nice for you, okay? We're
going to Paris."
It took awhile for the information to sink in, but when it did, Hermione screamed. "Are you serious!? We're going to France!?" "Could you be any louder? There are a few people who aren't staring." "I'm sorry, but I'm just so happy!" "Er – good. If you want, that Ginny and Neville can come." "Thank you, Draco! Ever so much! I love you." She kissed him again, and the two walked hand-in-hand back to the Fat Lady's portrait, Hermione's head on Draco's shoulder. 'Maybe he's changed,' she happily thought to herself. She looked over at Draco and saw him wink at Pansy Parkinson. 'Or maybe not.'
Hermione left Draco, said the password 'hinkypunk', and raced upstairs to find Ginny. "Ginny!" she called. "Ginny! I've been all over the shop and I can't seem to find her...Ginny!" "Calm down, Hermione," reassured her friend. "I'm here. What is it?" "Draco's taking me to Paris, France! And you, too! What would make him do that?" Ginny shrugged. "No idea. Guess he loves you." Hermione grinned. "I think he's changed for the better." "Despite what you reckon, I don't believe Draco Malfoy will ever change."
Hermione went to sleep peacefully that night, all past thoughts of her boyfriend completely vanishing. Pleasant dreams now filled her head – dreams of Paris and the things they would see. She dreaded the time when she would have to wake up. "Hermione," cooed Ginny, gently tapping her friend. "Hermione, c'mon, we have to get up." Hermione moaned, rolled over, and yawned. "Just give me five more hours." Ginny sighed. "Hermione, if you don't move this second we're gonna be late for Potions!" Hermione sat bolt upright in bed, then jumped up, throwing on her robes. Ginny grinned. "Sorry I had to resort to that." Hermione stuck her tongue out and threw a pillow at her friend, before racing downstairs to avoid another one being chucked at her.
It took awhile for the information to sink in, but when it did, Hermione screamed. "Are you serious!? We're going to France!?" "Could you be any louder? There are a few people who aren't staring." "I'm sorry, but I'm just so happy!" "Er – good. If you want, that Ginny and Neville can come." "Thank you, Draco! Ever so much! I love you." She kissed him again, and the two walked hand-in-hand back to the Fat Lady's portrait, Hermione's head on Draco's shoulder. 'Maybe he's changed,' she happily thought to herself. She looked over at Draco and saw him wink at Pansy Parkinson. 'Or maybe not.'
Hermione left Draco, said the password 'hinkypunk', and raced upstairs to find Ginny. "Ginny!" she called. "Ginny! I've been all over the shop and I can't seem to find her...Ginny!" "Calm down, Hermione," reassured her friend. "I'm here. What is it?" "Draco's taking me to Paris, France! And you, too! What would make him do that?" Ginny shrugged. "No idea. Guess he loves you." Hermione grinned. "I think he's changed for the better." "Despite what you reckon, I don't believe Draco Malfoy will ever change."
Hermione went to sleep peacefully that night, all past thoughts of her boyfriend completely vanishing. Pleasant dreams now filled her head – dreams of Paris and the things they would see. She dreaded the time when she would have to wake up. "Hermione," cooed Ginny, gently tapping her friend. "Hermione, c'mon, we have to get up." Hermione moaned, rolled over, and yawned. "Just give me five more hours." Ginny sighed. "Hermione, if you don't move this second we're gonna be late for Potions!" Hermione sat bolt upright in bed, then jumped up, throwing on her robes. Ginny grinned. "Sorry I had to resort to that." Hermione stuck her tongue out and threw a pillow at her friend, before racing downstairs to avoid another one being chucked at her.