"Hermione?" Draco patted the pillow next to him, searching for strands of long brown hair. Not finding them, he sat up frantically, the bed sheet falling to reveal his upper body. Seeing him sit up, Hermione immediately covered her body with the bedspread that had fallen off the bed. She turned a fierce shade of red. Draco smiled inwardly, how he loved the way she still covered herself when she was around him as though he was some sort of stranger..he loved how she knew that he had already explored every aspect of her body, yet was still unwilling to show what hid inside her undergarments. "It's 12 AM, what in merlin's name are you doing up?" He motioned for her to come sit down, a request which Hermione complied to after she had redressed herself.
"The clock in the common room just woke me up, thats all." She sat cross-legged, leaning her back on the headboard.
Draco placed his head in her lap, breathing softly as he fell asleep. Hermione gently stroked his platinum blonde hair, careful not to wake him. She sat there watching his bare chest rise up and down, slow yet persistent. She smiled, thinking that if someone had told her 4 months ago that she would fall in love with a Malfoy, specifically the Malfoy that was now cradled in her lap, she would have laughed. Now, it seemed like a dream come true, a dream that had started at the beginning of the year to slowly climb up and reach its climax.
'Ms. Granger,
I am pleased to inform you that you have been made Head Girl. Keep up the hard work.
- M. Mcgonagall'
Hands till shaking with excitement, she carefully unwrapped her Head Badge from a container full of packaging peanuts.
"Mum! I made Head girl!" Hermione rejoiced, prancing into the kitchen where her mom was preparing breakfast.
"That is delightful honey!" Her mom smiled brightly.
How that had started as a wonderful day, only for the happiness to be diminished when she discovered that Draco Malfoy had been made Head Boy..
"Malfoy?!"
"Granger?!" Draco acknowledged his new room mate. "Professor McGonagall, what is the meaning of this? Me. Sharing a room with this, MUDBLOOD."
"Twenty points from Slytherin. I better not hear that word roll off your tongue ever again, or it will mean detention!" Professor McGonagall smiled slightly at Hermione. "Enjoy your rooms."
"Keep your filthy muggle trash out of my sight." Draco growled.
"You'd be better off blind." Hermione smirked before she headed up to her room.
She looked down at the sleeping boy. How different he was. Hermione fell asleep, still cradling Draco's head in her lap.
Hermione awoke to find herself neatly tucked in, while sunlight streamed through a break in the curtains. She turned around, expecting to see a still sleeping Draco, only to find that side of the bed made. A single rose and a note lay on the fluffed pillow. Groaning, Hermione reached over and grabbed the note.
'Dearest Hermione,
I've gone to get some breakfast, see you in a while?
Merry Christmas Eve.
-DM'
"CRISTMAS EVE?!" Hermione scrambled up and ran to her Wizard Calander. Snowflakes and christmas trees glared back at her from off the scroll. "God! How could I forget!" She smacked her forehead and started getting dressed. Pulling on a baby-tee and a pair of overalls before she threw on her robe, Hermione dashed out of her room and headed down for breakfast. 'I'm going to have a lot of explaining to do to Harry,' she thought as she walked through the double doors into the great hall. She stopped to admire the Christmas decorations: snow gently falling from the ceiling, enchanted icicles hanging from huge trees that swayed with the extra pounds of candles and strands of popcorn. Hermione spotted Harry and Ron sitting remorsefully, eating their breakfast in silence, the exact opposite of everyone else in the Great Hall who were excited and anxious for Christmas.
"Hi Harry, Ron," Hermione slid into a seat in front of them.
"'Mione." Ron acknowledged her without looking up from his most interesting plate of food (sarcastically of course).
"Well, what a nice way to start a holiday huh?" Hermione tried to break the awkward silence between them.
"Where were you at dinner?" Harry muttered, casting his glance down at his empty plate.
"I-I had some homework I needed to finish up." Hermione lied.
"Really? Or were you just fucking around with someone while your friends worried about you?" Harry's eyes flashed dangerously.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione demanded.
"I saw the way you were looking at that Dean Thomas. Was it him? Or was it someone else?" Harry's face betrayed no emotions.
Hermione kept silent, which only irritated Harry even more.
"Damn it Hermione!" Harry banged the table causing his plate to turn over and attracting the attention of the Gryffindor table.
"I'm sorry Harry." Hermione whispered meekly.
Ron placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Not now." He whispered.
"THEN WHEN?!" Harry got up, flung his napkin on the table and ran out the doors.
Ron smiled sadly. "Are you alright, Hermoine?"
"Quite." Hermione distractedly wiped away a tear that had been forming in her eyes.
"He quite fancies you. Thats why he's acting so strange." Ron reached over and patted her on the shoulder.
As Hermione walked through the hallway to the library, Ron's voice rang loudly in her head. "He quite fancies you...fancies you...fancies you." She also couldn't get the hurt look on Harry's face out of her head. She knew it was for the best, Harry and Ron would never understand why she loved Draco so much. Harry, always sharp and alert was already beginning to notice changes, while Ron was still his old self. It would hurt them so much more if they knew, she reasoned to herself. Keeping it secret for now would be the best.
"Hey you." Hermione felt a pair of strong arms grabbing her from behind a bookshelf.
She screamed but he placed a strong hand over her mouth, turning her around.
Draco smirked.
Seeing who it was Hermione felt a blush creep up her face. "Dont you ever do that again! Draco Ethan Malfoy." She pounded playful on his chest.
Draco smirked once again before pushing her up against a table, grinding against her. "Do you want me?"
Hermione laughed. "Of course I want you." She toussled his soft shiny hair and slipped out of his arms. "But not here...in public." She grabbed her bag and lept on to his back.
Surprise, Draco stiffened up, but relaxed and carried her forth to their common room, permitting that they keep in the shadows of the corridors so as not to attract unwanted attention from fellow Hogwart students. He stepped through the portrait and placed Hermione on the couch.
"Now where were we?" Hermione smiled seductively with her arms outstreched, begging Draco to come closer.
"Wait, we have to talk." Draco sat unmoved, looking down at the coffee table and running both hands through his hair.
Hermione sat up, concerned. "Hey big boy, whats up?" She moved closer and rubbed his back, leaning in and inhaling his cologne.
Draco sighed. "I recieved an owl from mother today."
Hermione continued rubbing his back. "Mmm, what did it say?" She coaxed him softly. She had a kink that it was about his father. Everyone had heard the news. After the battle, Voldemort was defeated, and so were many of his strongest supporters, including Lucius Malfoy. Aurors had found him, pinned to a tree, drooling like a baby and screaming for his mother. Test results confirmed a hunch that he had been hit with an overload of charms and his brain had finally stopped functioning properly. He had been accepted into St. Mungo's Infirmary, confined in a room for the helplessly retarded, estimated to have a maximum of 12 months left live. That had been a year ago.
"My father past away last night." Draco's voice turned harsh, grating against Hermione's ears. "I HATED THAT BASTARD. I HATE HIM. I HATE HIM. I hate him." Draco sobbed uncontrollably, something that Hermione had never seen him do, remembering all the horrible things that his father had done to him.
"Oh Draco," Hermione pulled Draco in, holding him tightly and comforting him with kisses on the forehead.
I promise there will be more about how they got together in later chapters! PROMISE! or you can flame all you want in the reviews..but I'm GETTING THERE!!