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Stranger at my door
Chapter 11
Who is this boy?
Somewhere deep in the back of her brain, her logical voice came out, 'These aren't your feelings. They can't hurt you.' So gathering up as much strength as she could muster, Hermione looked up and gasped at what she saw.
She saw Malfoy- no Draco- standing there staring at what used to be his wand. This wasn't Malfoy. Malfoy never looked like Draco looked that moment. He looked almost on the verge of tears. Like nothing mattered anymore. Malfoy's never cry, as Malfoy himself told her once in school.
But this wasn't Malfoy. This was Draco. And Draco was different than Malfoy. He could cry. He could laugh. He could smile without smirking, or make a joke without insulting. He could make Hermione's heart leap when he smiled.
Hermione shook her head almost violently. No. She had to keep her goal in focus. She had to remember what she wanted. And what she wanted was revenge. Yet, Hermione was still Hermione. She couldn't just leave someone who needed help.
So, pushing those feelings away, she took a deep breath and straighten up, feeling tired from the effort it seemed to take. But she still pushed on. She would help him no matter what it took. He was her responsibility. 'And he looks so lost,' Hermione told herself, her eyes softening as she looked upon the boy. No longer did she see the arrogant, self-centered prat she was used to, but a lost little boy in a teenager's body.
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Draco was so wrapped up in his swirl of emotions (plus he kept getting this keen sense of confusion he didn't know where it was coming from), that he didn't feel Hermione's eyes on his back until, "Draco!"
He turned quickly at the sound of her voice. "Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you!" she said, coming up to him and wrapping him in a hug. When she pulled away he eyed her suspiciously, trying to figure out what her plan was.
Hermione gave him a look saying, 'just play along' and he his eyes widened slightly at realization of what she was doing.
The officer cleared his throat. Hermione turned around, pretending to be surprised by the presence of the cop, "Oh! Officer, may I help you?"
"Yes, your boyfriend over here needs to come down to the station with me please," he informed her.
Hermione laughed a little and said, "He's not my boyfriend, sir, he's my brother." Draco was a little shocked at that response but he'd grown up to learn how to hide his emotions. "And why does he have to go to the station?" she asked, worriedly. If Draco hadn't known she was acting he would've had no clue that she wasn't actually feeling this way.
"He attacked that young man over there," the officer told her, pointing to the freckled boy who was talking to the female officer. Hermione glanced over at Draco a second, then pulled the cop away to speak to him.
"Well, officer... You see, my brother...well, he has this small mental illness. He hit his head a couple weeks ago and well, as you can see, he hasn't been quite the same. He really shouldn't be out of the house. It's my fault, I was supposed to be watching him.." She trailed off, with tears in her eyes.
The officer's face softened and he replied, "It's okay, miss. As long as you make sure he doesn't do it again."
Hermione's face instantly lit up, "No problem!" she told him and bounced away, quickly pulling Draco away with her.
"What'd you tell him?" he asked her curiously.
"I told him your father was a death-eater that would come back and kill him if he didn't let you go," Hermione said was a straight face, looking straight ahead. Draco's face paled visibly.
"Are you daft?! What'd you do that for?" he cried at her. Hermione looked up at him and started giggling. "What's so funny? You're going to get us all killed, you know!"
At this statement she started laughing harder, through the anger that had surfaced. "Y- y- you be-believed me?!" she stuttered between fits of laughter. Even Draco couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from lifting, at the realization that Hermione wasn't serious. Soon he was laughing right along side of her.
"You stupid, stupid, girl," he tried insulting, but he was laughing so hard it didn't seem to have any effect on her. In fact, it seemed to have the exact opposite effect. At that moment, seeing Hermione with her face lit up with laughter, tears spilling down her face with the setting sun shining on her face, he knew he felt something for her. Whether it was respect, adoration, or even something.. More... he knew right then that he wanted to feel her in his arms.
Seeing that Draco stopped laughing, Hermione stopped too and looked up at him. He had this far-away look on his face, like he was thinking of something completely wonderful. "Draco?" she asked, wanting to know what he was thinking. All he did was say, "Shh." and place a silencing finger lightly on her lips. Her heart did an involuntary flutter and she held her breath, waiting for what she knew was going to happen.
Draco leaned down, his face coming closer to hers, yet at the same time it all seemed to be happening in slow motion. All Hermione could think about was, 'Come on, come on, just kiss me.' Then there was the other half of her saying (or more like yelling), 'What the heck do you think you're doing?! Stop! Run! Anything!'
Needless to say, that part was instantly shut up when their lips met in a soft kiss filled with everything good that you should have in a relationship. Respect, adoration, passion and something else....something Hermione couldn't quite place. All she knew was that she liked it. And she wouldn't mind more of it....
~*~*~*~
The officer stood rooted to where Hermione left him last, watching the two escapees. His eyebrows rose when he saw them kiss and he thought, 'That's one screwed up family they got there..'
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A/N- Soooooo? How was it? I personally like it but that's just me. Please, I need feedback! Now I have to go study for my History test. REVIEW!!!
THANK YOU EMMA FOR BEING MY 100TH REVIEWER!!!!!!!!!!
Emma: It's technically not Draco's fault but if you hated a kid for years wouldn't you just blame it on him? Remember, Draco said the same thing about Hermione. Yeah, I know, I felt bad about writing that..
Sila-chan: Sorry, Draco didn't get locked up. that comes later in the story [smirks] and don't worry, I'm hoping the fill the holes as the story goes on. But right now I need to get my head straight and reread EVERYTHING I wrote! Ragazza means Sweet in Italian.
DracoNmione: Sorry that this is confusing you! It should be explained more as the story goes on but I'm having some trouble right now, as you can probably tell.
The Dragon Guardian of the Sea: Draco is okay!! There is no need to worry! I hope this chapter helped a little but I know it didn't. chapter 13 is probably around where it starts making more sense. I hope. I'll sent out detective to have you found, hope you don't stay lost long!
myranger419(lol. Becky): You'll find out later about that. Yeah, poor Draco!!!
Draco'sAmericanGurl: I'm continuing! Thanks!!!!
~*Ragazza Doulce*~
Stranger at my door
Chapter 11
Who is this boy?
Somewhere deep in the back of her brain, her logical voice came out, 'These aren't your feelings. They can't hurt you.' So gathering up as much strength as she could muster, Hermione looked up and gasped at what she saw.
She saw Malfoy- no Draco- standing there staring at what used to be his wand. This wasn't Malfoy. Malfoy never looked like Draco looked that moment. He looked almost on the verge of tears. Like nothing mattered anymore. Malfoy's never cry, as Malfoy himself told her once in school.
But this wasn't Malfoy. This was Draco. And Draco was different than Malfoy. He could cry. He could laugh. He could smile without smirking, or make a joke without insulting. He could make Hermione's heart leap when he smiled.
Hermione shook her head almost violently. No. She had to keep her goal in focus. She had to remember what she wanted. And what she wanted was revenge. Yet, Hermione was still Hermione. She couldn't just leave someone who needed help.
So, pushing those feelings away, she took a deep breath and straighten up, feeling tired from the effort it seemed to take. But she still pushed on. She would help him no matter what it took. He was her responsibility. 'And he looks so lost,' Hermione told herself, her eyes softening as she looked upon the boy. No longer did she see the arrogant, self-centered prat she was used to, but a lost little boy in a teenager's body.
~*~*~
Draco was so wrapped up in his swirl of emotions (plus he kept getting this keen sense of confusion he didn't know where it was coming from), that he didn't feel Hermione's eyes on his back until, "Draco!"
He turned quickly at the sound of her voice. "Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you!" she said, coming up to him and wrapping him in a hug. When she pulled away he eyed her suspiciously, trying to figure out what her plan was.
Hermione gave him a look saying, 'just play along' and he his eyes widened slightly at realization of what she was doing.
The officer cleared his throat. Hermione turned around, pretending to be surprised by the presence of the cop, "Oh! Officer, may I help you?"
"Yes, your boyfriend over here needs to come down to the station with me please," he informed her.
Hermione laughed a little and said, "He's not my boyfriend, sir, he's my brother." Draco was a little shocked at that response but he'd grown up to learn how to hide his emotions. "And why does he have to go to the station?" she asked, worriedly. If Draco hadn't known she was acting he would've had no clue that she wasn't actually feeling this way.
"He attacked that young man over there," the officer told her, pointing to the freckled boy who was talking to the female officer. Hermione glanced over at Draco a second, then pulled the cop away to speak to him.
"Well, officer... You see, my brother...well, he has this small mental illness. He hit his head a couple weeks ago and well, as you can see, he hasn't been quite the same. He really shouldn't be out of the house. It's my fault, I was supposed to be watching him.." She trailed off, with tears in her eyes.
The officer's face softened and he replied, "It's okay, miss. As long as you make sure he doesn't do it again."
Hermione's face instantly lit up, "No problem!" she told him and bounced away, quickly pulling Draco away with her.
"What'd you tell him?" he asked her curiously.
"I told him your father was a death-eater that would come back and kill him if he didn't let you go," Hermione said was a straight face, looking straight ahead. Draco's face paled visibly.
"Are you daft?! What'd you do that for?" he cried at her. Hermione looked up at him and started giggling. "What's so funny? You're going to get us all killed, you know!"
At this statement she started laughing harder, through the anger that had surfaced. "Y- y- you be-believed me?!" she stuttered between fits of laughter. Even Draco couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from lifting, at the realization that Hermione wasn't serious. Soon he was laughing right along side of her.
"You stupid, stupid, girl," he tried insulting, but he was laughing so hard it didn't seem to have any effect on her. In fact, it seemed to have the exact opposite effect. At that moment, seeing Hermione with her face lit up with laughter, tears spilling down her face with the setting sun shining on her face, he knew he felt something for her. Whether it was respect, adoration, or even something.. More... he knew right then that he wanted to feel her in his arms.
Seeing that Draco stopped laughing, Hermione stopped too and looked up at him. He had this far-away look on his face, like he was thinking of something completely wonderful. "Draco?" she asked, wanting to know what he was thinking. All he did was say, "Shh." and place a silencing finger lightly on her lips. Her heart did an involuntary flutter and she held her breath, waiting for what she knew was going to happen.
Draco leaned down, his face coming closer to hers, yet at the same time it all seemed to be happening in slow motion. All Hermione could think about was, 'Come on, come on, just kiss me.' Then there was the other half of her saying (or more like yelling), 'What the heck do you think you're doing?! Stop! Run! Anything!'
Needless to say, that part was instantly shut up when their lips met in a soft kiss filled with everything good that you should have in a relationship. Respect, adoration, passion and something else....something Hermione couldn't quite place. All she knew was that she liked it. And she wouldn't mind more of it....
~*~*~*~
The officer stood rooted to where Hermione left him last, watching the two escapees. His eyebrows rose when he saw them kiss and he thought, 'That's one screwed up family they got there..'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N- Soooooo? How was it? I personally like it but that's just me. Please, I need feedback! Now I have to go study for my History test. REVIEW!!!
THANK YOU EMMA FOR BEING MY 100TH REVIEWER!!!!!!!!!!
Emma: It's technically not Draco's fault but if you hated a kid for years wouldn't you just blame it on him? Remember, Draco said the same thing about Hermione. Yeah, I know, I felt bad about writing that..
Sila-chan: Sorry, Draco didn't get locked up. that comes later in the story [smirks] and don't worry, I'm hoping the fill the holes as the story goes on. But right now I need to get my head straight and reread EVERYTHING I wrote! Ragazza means Sweet in Italian.
DracoNmione: Sorry that this is confusing you! It should be explained more as the story goes on but I'm having some trouble right now, as you can probably tell.
The Dragon Guardian of the Sea: Draco is okay!! There is no need to worry! I hope this chapter helped a little but I know it didn't. chapter 13 is probably around where it starts making more sense. I hope. I'll sent out detective to have you found, hope you don't stay lost long!
myranger419(lol. Becky): You'll find out later about that. Yeah, poor Draco!!!
Draco'sAmericanGurl: I'm continuing! Thanks!!!!
~*Ragazza Doulce*~