Title: Close To You
Author: basium
Rating: R... eventually
Disclaimer: I own nothing of JK Rowling's world. Don't sue.
A/N- Thanks so much to all the wonderful reviews I have been getting! Hee hee, they make my day. Now on with the show...
Close To You - Chapter 3
He was walking down the corridor... The hall was pitch black; it must be late... He turned a corner and bumped into someone. They dropped something... He retrieved it and stood up. He was now face to face with the person he bumped into, but she didn't have a face... He suddenly pushed her into the wall and kissed her, she moaned slightly. "Oh Malfoy... Malfoy... MALFOY!"
"MALFOY!" What the bloody fuck...?
"MALFOY!"
Draco got up, wondering where the hell the voice was coming from. Rubbing his eyes, he dressed himself quickly and opened his door. Hermione was standing at the bottom of the staircase, screaming Draco's name at the top of her lungs.
"What the hell do you want Mudblood?" Draco asked annoyed as he made his way down the steps.
"What does it look like?" Hermione replied. "We can't leave the stairs separately."
Draco shook his head and headed down the stairs until he was parallel with Hermione.
"I'll count to three..." Hermione said. "One, two, three."
Both Draco and Hermione took a step down and found themselves being stitched back together again. Draco groaned, watching the silvery thread weave its way through his side painlessly.
"Well," Hermione said cheerfully, "We'd better get to class."
"I am not going to one of your classes." Draco snapped stubbornly.
"Fine. We'll go to yours. I suppose it's only fair, considering you sat with me last night."
"Don't remind me." Draco muttered.
"Plus, since I'm seeing someone tonight-"
"You're what?" Draco said, alarmed.
"I'm-"
"Who?"
"Erm... Ron."
"The Weasel? No. Absolutely not." Draco snapped.
"We're just going up to the astronomy tower."
Draco shook his head. There was no way he was going on a date with the Mudblood and the Weasel.
"Listen, it won't be that bad-"
"Oh no. Of course not. It won't be at all awkward, you snogging the Weasel King while I sit there happily watching." Draco snapped, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well what choice do we have?"
"Oh, I don't know... You could cancel your little rendezvous with the Redheaded Wonder..." Draco smirked.
"I- No. I'm not cancelling just because of a certain lump stuck to my side." Ouch, she is so original, isn't she?
"Go tell Dumbledore. You've got him played into your little hands anyways." Aha, I hit a nerve.
"I do NOT!" Do too.
"Of course not." Draco smirked again.
"Fine, I'll go talk to Dumbledore... AFTER classes. What do you have first?"
This time Draco's smirk was sprawled across his face.
"Potions."
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"Miss Granger, would you kindly explain why on earth you are in my classroom at the wrong time? Have you made a mistake on your timetable?" Snape asked as Hermione and Draco entered the Potions classroom. It seemed as though Snape had hit a nerve as well – Hermione never made mistakes on her timetable.
"Well, Sir..." she started, looking at Draco. What do I look like, a support group? You are on your own.
"Yes? Spit it out..." The Professor said, smirking in a Malfoy manor.
"I, erm... Dumbledore wanted me to-"
"Ah yes, I received a note from him earlier. It seems he thinks it best fit if you visit the Slytherin and Ravenclaw class to see what real students look like." Hermione was silent.
"Well, sit down." Draco suddenly felt a twang of embarrassment as he realized he would have to sit with her too. They found two seats at the front of the classroom and sat down, feeling the many eyes on their backs.
Potions went rather smoothly, excluding the fact that the whole class was whispering about the new recruit, and why she was sitting with Malfoy. The class ended and Hermione and Draco headed out of the class.
"Hey Malfoy, is that your new girlfriend?"
"Oiy, Malfoy! I thought you had only a thing for pure blooded?"
"Nice pet, Malfoy!"
Oh that is IT. I am never going to be able to show my face in any Slytherin classes ever again! I-
"Erm, it's lunch... Where are we sitting this time?" Hermione asked, avoiding looking at Draco.
"I'm not hungry." He replied simply.
"Oh... but-"
"I thought you were going to talk to Dumbledore."
"Oh, yes, I will." Hermione started on her way to Dumbledore's office with Draco trudging along beside her. They reached their destination, said the password, and before they knew it Dumbledore was inviting them inside.
"Good day, Miss Granger! Mr. Malfoy! What might I do for you both?"
You could start by removing this stupid curse... then I can practice Avada Kedavra on you...
"Erm... Professor Dumbledore, Sir? You see, I have this... thing with Ron and-"
"Ah, I see. You would like me to remove the spell."
"Yes, if you could that would be wonder-"
"I am afraid I cannot, Miss Granger. I won't be able to manually remove this for at least a few days. Until then, you will just have to cancel your date. Unless Mr. Malfoy here would like to come along?"
Draco expected Dumbledore to laugh, or chuckle at the least, but the look on the Headmaster's face was one of seriousness.
"No."
"Well I am indeed sorry Miss Granger. Now if you excuse me, I have a meeting to attend." The Headmaster ushered them out of his office, closing the door behind them.
"I, erm... I'm sorry Malfoy..." Hermione muttered. Draco grunted in response.
"I just wish there were another way... I mean, I know you are going to feel awkward being there with us-" WHAT?!
"WHAT?! I am not going! You are cancelling!"
"But I-!"
"You will or there won't be a Weasel to date anymore." Take that.
"Fine." She snapped. They were now at the entrance of their common room, and saying the password they went inside.
Draco was tempted to flop on the couch again but stopped himself, remembering what happened the last time he attempted that. He chose to sit on a chair instead, making sure Hermione was close enough as to not get pulled over.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"...Attempting to take a nap without you jumping on me..."
"First of all, I did not jump on you – I was pulled. Second of all, we have lessons; remember? It's the first day of classes, you don't expect me to skip, do you?"
"Precisely." Draco said yawning.
"No!" Not this again. Can't she just shut up and do what I want to do?
"I am staying in this spot. If you want to attempt to go to classes then by all means, go right ahead."
"You know I can't do that." Hence why I said what I said...
Draco grunted a response back and Hermione shot him a look of disgust. Then she grabbed his arm and attempted to pull him up.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Mudblood? Don't touch me." He snapped.
"I. Am. Going. To. CLASS!" Hermione shouted, still trying to get Draco off the couch. He had a thoroughly disgusted look on his face as he tried to free himself from Hermione's grasp.
"Would you just – fuck! – LET GO!" He finally got a good grip on Hermione's hand and removed it from his arm. This sent her flying backwards – and then right into Draco's lap.
Déjà vu...
A/N- Alrighty. So I don't need to be Trelawney to see that I am going to get some questioning feedback from this. 1- As to why Dumbledore can't remove it? Well, it's mostly because it was a potion they took... and you can't really remove a potion, it has to wear off. 2- Why would Hermione go all defensive when asked to cancel her date? Well this is Ron... and he hasn't been the type to show his feelings... until now that is. So it's kind of a first date thing. Hope that clears things up... thanks again to the reviewers!