Love Sick
Chapter four
It was a week ago since she asked him to prove it, and yet Draco couldn't come up with anything. He initially wanted to bare his soul and tell her he loved her but that was not like him and besides that it would have been a lie. Draco stalled off to his room irritated, guilty and angry after he came out of potions, he had been watching her long and hard. Prove it, but how? I obviously can't touch her any more, she had made that clear. Draco touch his cheek remembering the scene. But the moment his lips had touched her own, she felt sweet, innocent and soft. Nothing like any other girl he had kissed, there was something in that kiss that made him want to do more but he held himself back. The second his hands touched her round firm breasts, he knew he was getting hard. And so was she from the way she moaned at his every caress.
Draco smirked at the idea that he can make her moan like that. He lay down on his bed and tried to come up with ideas to get her. For the first time, he felt that he ran out of any bright ideas. Just bloody great! After a while of lying there racking his brains he heard something from her side of the house.
"What the?" He got up and walked down the hall. He pressed his ear against her door, listening to the soft melody. What is she listening to? Probably muggle music. He continued to listen to the music as soon as the song started.
"All alone and I'm feeling wanted,
Tryna to wait but my body's calling,
Your the one so why don't you come and rescue me,
I'll be here while you're on your way,
And counting down till I see your face,
Hurry up cause I love the way you rescue me,
Now you're here come on out the rain,
Soaking wet body's glistening,
Finally we can do something, so rescue me,
Can't believe how its going down,
I'm so obsessed with this love I found,
It got my head spinning round and round, just rescue me,
All night long, take me away to another place,
Rescue me, save me, save me, save me...
I come alive when I feel your touch and,
I can drown in this pool of love,
You can get what I'm thinking of, come rescue me,
What you think couldn't be replaced,
If you were gone I would find away,
To get you back cause I love the way you rescue me,
Laying here with you in the dark,
I always knew you could shift my heart,
When I'm with you I don't wanna stop, so rescue me,
Only you could full fill my needs,
Take me away from this agony,
I wanna fill out my fantasy, just rescue me,
All night long, take me away to another place,
Rescue me, save me, save me, save me..."
Is that what she wants? Or is it just the song she likes? I never thought that she yearns so much for someone. Hold on! Why do I care? I just need to get this deal done with. But still, I can't help but wonder...
Suddenly the door opened and Hermione stood there watching him. She arched her eye brow when she noticed he was a bit embarrassed to be caught standing at her door gawking. Hermione crossed her arms and looked at him up and down. The way she does that, Merlin! It brought shivers down his spine.
"Well, look what I find waiting at my doorstep. What do you want Malfoy?" Her voice sounded so cold. Draco wanted to take away the anger from her, but she was so hard to please.
"Well, you see I heard that damn noise. So I came to see what you were up to." Hermione just watched him confused expression on her face.
"So the great Slytherin Malfoy cares? What I do isn't your business."
"Why are you so damn rude?"
"Because I can, something more like a reality check is what you need. Are you forgetting how much we hate each other?"
"And are you forgetting that we've matured? You don't hear me calling you a mud-blood now do you?"
"But you don't call me Hermione which is just as disrespectful."
"Your right, Hermione and maybe you should be calling me Draco."
"Fine, Draco."
"Tell me something." Hermione arched her eye brow.
"What?"
"Does that song you were listening to mean anything to you?" Draco couldn't help but wonder if it had, the song was still playing in the background as it had repeated once more. Hermione's eyes soften at the question only to look down.
"Not really. Bye Draco." Hermione stuttered and attempted to close the door but Draco put his hand stopping her.
"It does, doesn't it. Who do you want to rescue you, Hermione?" Draco asked curiously. He was going to bother her until she opened up to him. Not like he ever wanted that before, but it was something more of a sudden urge. Hermione looked away, not wanting to gaze into his eyes.
"It's none of your business. Why don't you go annoy Pansy or something?" Hermione said quietly.
"Cause annoying her doesn't give me have the pleasure then annoying you." Hermione smirked at that and stared at him for half a second.
"I don't understand you at all. Suddenly you have this interest in me." Draco thought about it. He knew exactly what to say when she would ask this. It's time to bare my soul. Draco cupped her chin and stared into her eyes.
"I like you, that's why. Maybe you just can't see that. For a smart person you don't know anything about love." Hermione sucked in her breath and waited for him to continue. "For a while I had feelings for you, why don't you give me the chance to show it to you." Draco couldn't believe how honest he sounded because suddenly Hermione gave him a soft kiss on the lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently slipped her tongue inside caressing his tongue. Whoa! He took the invitation and wrapped his arms around her waist pressing her closer to him. The kiss was getting deeper and he felt a tinge of guilt for lying to her. His hands made it down her waist grabbing her buttocks and down her thigh.
Somewhere in his mind told him to stop, what if she pushes you again?! At that thought he let her go and stopped kissing her. Hermione started at him confused.
"You said to prove it, this isn't how I wanted to do it." Hermione took her arms away from him and nodded her head. At that it took every ounce in his body to walk away from her. I could of fucked her right there, but why did I stop myself! Am I stupid! Draco threw himself on his bed. Why is this happening to me? He stared at the empty white ceiling drifting off to sleep as he battled with his mind.