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Draco: Your broke? Angelfire1589: I meant the story! Draco: There you go with that story thing again. What are you talking about? Angelfire1589: I'm going to give you a five second head start.
Chapter 4: Crying always helps.
Hermione's pov
I looked up to see Ron. Then automatically looked right back down. "Sorry." I mumbled.
"Mione, where you going in such a hurry." He said offering me a hand up. I took it. Make sure I didn't meet his eyes.
"I forgot my notebook." I mumbled again. He got me off the floor with one easy pull. But it caused me to come fairly close to Ron. I shuddered.
"You okay?" He asked. I nodded. He might have tried something if Snape hadn't been watching. He cleared his throat impatiently. Ron reluctantly let go. I had never been so happy to have Snape around. I rushed into the classroom to get my notebook. When I came back, I overjoyed to see Ginny and Harry standing with Ron. "Hey guys!" I said cheerfully. "Hey, was up?" Ginny asked. I gave her on of those, ' I'll tell you later.' Looks. She smiled. "Is it juicy?" she asked. I nodded. Her smile spread ear to ear. She was going to love this I could tell. Harry and Ron never looked more confused, though. Ginny and I just giggled. "Okay then." Harry said. "If you two are done doing the weird thing. Can we go?" Ginny gave an annoyed sigh and started walking. "Well someone's a little prissy." Harry threw out. Ron rounded on him. "Whom are you calling prissy?!" he snarled. Harry backed up hands raised. "Chill Ron." He said. "It was a joke." He balled up his fists. "Don't joke about my sister!" he yelled swinging at Harry. Lucky Harry was fast and ducked. But Ron was on him in a minute. "Harry!" Ginny screamed running back. "Ron, get off of him!" he yelled. By that time I had my wand raised. "Impedimenta!" she shouted. Ron and Harry. Flew backwards on to their backs. Ginny ran over to Harry. Trying to see if he was okay. Me, on the other hand. I was furious. "That was reckless, childish and the stupidest thing I ever seen you do, Ronald." I hissed. " You have 1 week of detention." He looked shocked. Then in a deathly whisper I said. "You make me sick." Turning on my heel. I walked up the stairs. I had no intention of going to lunch were I'd have to see Ron or Harry. So I went straight to the headroom. To my own amazement Draco was there when I got there. He looked up when I came in and smiled. I glared daggers at him. I was in no mood for boys at the moment. So I went up to my own room. Forgetting to close the door I just plopped on to my bed and shoved my face in a pillow. Draco walked in behind me and closed the door. "Are you okay, Mione?" he asked. "Fine, just freaking peachy." I said through her pillow. " Well, hey. Don't bite my head cause of Weasley and Potter." He said. I sat up. "I'm not PMSing!" I yelled. "And how'd you know about Ron and Harry?!" "I don't know what they did. I just know it's their fault." He said calmly. He didn't seem to mind my yelling. "How do you know it was them?" I said in forced calmness. "Cause you were fine before you saw them." Draco replied simply. " And now you're in a pissy mood." I glared at him again. "I'm not in a pissy mood. I'm in a pissed off mood. And so what if has anything to do with those two." I was yelling again. I knew I was on the verge of tears. "No!" I thought to myself. " Hermione granger does not cry... except for today." I burst into tears, hating every moment of it. Not only was I crying. Something I rarely did. But I was crying in front of Draco. The one person I wanted least to cry in front of. I waited for his laughter or for him to tell me to suck it up. But it never came. He just, came and sat next to me. Rubbing my back as I cried all my problems on to his shoulder. And he never said anything. He just sat there and listened. Listened to me get it all out. Which was what I needed to do.
Regular pov
At one point Hermione fell asleep. In Draco's arms. He laid her down gently on the pillows. Trying to slip out of her grip. She just moaned and tightened it even more. He sighed. Not wanting to wake her, he just stayed there. Eventually falling asleep himself. Moine's arms around him.
Hermione's eyes fluttered opened. She felt slightly better now. She sighed, but drew it back in quickly when she noticed a warm body beside her. She looked over squeaked. "Holy shit." Draco's eyes opened. "Hey snuzzles. What are you doing in my room..." he looked around, realizing quickly that this wasn't his room. "Oh, damn." He said. "We..." she nodded. "Did we..." she shook her head furiously. He sighed in relief, and slight disappointment. Hermione on the other hand was losing it. They'd slept together. Sure they hadn't done anything, but they'd shared a bed all the same. This was not good. She had to think of something to say. "What time is it?" she asked. Speaking aloud at last. "5:34pm." Draco said looking at the clock behind her. Hermione gasped. "Classes." She squeaked. Draco smiled. " Half day remember. You're the one who gave the idea to Dumblmore." He said. "Oh yeah." She said sheepishly. "I forgot." "So I can tell." He said slyly. "Uh... Draco." She started. "Maybe we should..." Draco cut her off. "Keep this between us. For our jobs sake." She nodded in agreement. Something inside her felt horrible about this and she had no clue why. " Right." Draco said. "It's for the best." "Yup, for the best." She sighed. Then got up. Trying to change the subject. "So, uh... you wanna go get something to eat. I know this great place down at the Hogsmead. I mean I'm kinda hungry." Draco looked up with a smile that could make your knees turn to jelly. " Sure. I know a good place." She smiled back grateful he'd taken the hint.
Draco: Your broke? Angelfire1589: I meant the story! Draco: There you go with that story thing again. What are you talking about? Angelfire1589: I'm going to give you a five second head start.
Chapter 4: Crying always helps.
Hermione's pov
I looked up to see Ron. Then automatically looked right back down. "Sorry." I mumbled.
"Mione, where you going in such a hurry." He said offering me a hand up. I took it. Make sure I didn't meet his eyes.
"I forgot my notebook." I mumbled again. He got me off the floor with one easy pull. But it caused me to come fairly close to Ron. I shuddered.
"You okay?" He asked. I nodded. He might have tried something if Snape hadn't been watching. He cleared his throat impatiently. Ron reluctantly let go. I had never been so happy to have Snape around. I rushed into the classroom to get my notebook. When I came back, I overjoyed to see Ginny and Harry standing with Ron. "Hey guys!" I said cheerfully. "Hey, was up?" Ginny asked. I gave her on of those, ' I'll tell you later.' Looks. She smiled. "Is it juicy?" she asked. I nodded. Her smile spread ear to ear. She was going to love this I could tell. Harry and Ron never looked more confused, though. Ginny and I just giggled. "Okay then." Harry said. "If you two are done doing the weird thing. Can we go?" Ginny gave an annoyed sigh and started walking. "Well someone's a little prissy." Harry threw out. Ron rounded on him. "Whom are you calling prissy?!" he snarled. Harry backed up hands raised. "Chill Ron." He said. "It was a joke." He balled up his fists. "Don't joke about my sister!" he yelled swinging at Harry. Lucky Harry was fast and ducked. But Ron was on him in a minute. "Harry!" Ginny screamed running back. "Ron, get off of him!" he yelled. By that time I had my wand raised. "Impedimenta!" she shouted. Ron and Harry. Flew backwards on to their backs. Ginny ran over to Harry. Trying to see if he was okay. Me, on the other hand. I was furious. "That was reckless, childish and the stupidest thing I ever seen you do, Ronald." I hissed. " You have 1 week of detention." He looked shocked. Then in a deathly whisper I said. "You make me sick." Turning on my heel. I walked up the stairs. I had no intention of going to lunch were I'd have to see Ron or Harry. So I went straight to the headroom. To my own amazement Draco was there when I got there. He looked up when I came in and smiled. I glared daggers at him. I was in no mood for boys at the moment. So I went up to my own room. Forgetting to close the door I just plopped on to my bed and shoved my face in a pillow. Draco walked in behind me and closed the door. "Are you okay, Mione?" he asked. "Fine, just freaking peachy." I said through her pillow. " Well, hey. Don't bite my head cause of Weasley and Potter." He said. I sat up. "I'm not PMSing!" I yelled. "And how'd you know about Ron and Harry?!" "I don't know what they did. I just know it's their fault." He said calmly. He didn't seem to mind my yelling. "How do you know it was them?" I said in forced calmness. "Cause you were fine before you saw them." Draco replied simply. " And now you're in a pissy mood." I glared at him again. "I'm not in a pissy mood. I'm in a pissed off mood. And so what if has anything to do with those two." I was yelling again. I knew I was on the verge of tears. "No!" I thought to myself. " Hermione granger does not cry... except for today." I burst into tears, hating every moment of it. Not only was I crying. Something I rarely did. But I was crying in front of Draco. The one person I wanted least to cry in front of. I waited for his laughter or for him to tell me to suck it up. But it never came. He just, came and sat next to me. Rubbing my back as I cried all my problems on to his shoulder. And he never said anything. He just sat there and listened. Listened to me get it all out. Which was what I needed to do.
Regular pov
At one point Hermione fell asleep. In Draco's arms. He laid her down gently on the pillows. Trying to slip out of her grip. She just moaned and tightened it even more. He sighed. Not wanting to wake her, he just stayed there. Eventually falling asleep himself. Moine's arms around him.
Hermione's eyes fluttered opened. She felt slightly better now. She sighed, but drew it back in quickly when she noticed a warm body beside her. She looked over squeaked. "Holy shit." Draco's eyes opened. "Hey snuzzles. What are you doing in my room..." he looked around, realizing quickly that this wasn't his room. "Oh, damn." He said. "We..." she nodded. "Did we..." she shook her head furiously. He sighed in relief, and slight disappointment. Hermione on the other hand was losing it. They'd slept together. Sure they hadn't done anything, but they'd shared a bed all the same. This was not good. She had to think of something to say. "What time is it?" she asked. Speaking aloud at last. "5:34pm." Draco said looking at the clock behind her. Hermione gasped. "Classes." She squeaked. Draco smiled. " Half day remember. You're the one who gave the idea to Dumblmore." He said. "Oh yeah." She said sheepishly. "I forgot." "So I can tell." He said slyly. "Uh... Draco." She started. "Maybe we should..." Draco cut her off. "Keep this between us. For our jobs sake." She nodded in agreement. Something inside her felt horrible about this and she had no clue why. " Right." Draco said. "It's for the best." "Yup, for the best." She sighed. Then got up. Trying to change the subject. "So, uh... you wanna go get something to eat. I know this great place down at the Hogsmead. I mean I'm kinda hungry." Draco looked up with a smile that could make your knees turn to jelly. " Sure. I know a good place." She smiled back grateful he'd taken the hint.