Title: Don't Look Back (03)
Author's Name: danielsgirl1
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Category: Romance
Sub Category: Angst
Keywords: Hermione Draco
Rating: R
Summary: Remake for The Lovers, Hermione and Draco both come back for their seventh year changed by the events of the past summer, they have to live with each other now that they're head boy and head girl and they discover that they're the only ones who understand each other.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. This work contains quotes from movies and television shows, stories and plays, novels and films. They are all cited at the end of each chapter. Sometimes I don't know where something comes from, in which case I note it anyway. Let me know any of these things, and I will add the citation.
I own nothing but the plot
DON'T LOOK BACK
CHAPTER 3: HERMIONE'S NEW BOYFRIEND
Hermione was walking out of Arthimancy, her book bag clutched with one hand against her chest and her corrected homework was seized by her second hand. She had gotten an E in her most recent homework and was livid with herself.
She walked on unacquainted of where she was going too busy reading Professor Vector's observations when she hit hard into someone.
Her bag split. Parchments, quills and books spilled out of it on to the floor. She looked up and found standing in front of her, Nate Ross.
Nate had transferred from Beauxbatons last year, he was known as the hottest guy in Hogwarts even Hermione who was hardly ever engrossed in school crushes now knew why everyone made a fuss about him. She had never stood that close to him before. He had brownish hair, the kind of hair that always stood up and had a couple of blonde streaks on the top. His eyes were the most unusual colour she had ever seen; ocean blue mixed with dark green. She noticed a huge spot of ink on his robes and smiled guiltily and said,
"I'm really sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." And she bent down and picked up a copy of An Advanced Guide for Arthimancy that was now splattered with ink. Surprisingly, he bent down with her and started helping her.
"Oh, it's ok, you don't have to," she muttered automatically.
"No, I wasn't looking where I was going either. I guess I was having trouble concentrating, you made me nervous."
She felt her cheeks turn crimson.
"Reparo," he whispered and her bottles of ink repaired automatically.
"Ravenclaw, I forgot," she whispered as she straightened up, her arms full of inky quills, parchments and books, her ripped bag dangling off one shoulder.
"I know that I'm not the only smart person here," he said as he too straightened up.
"Er, thanks," she replied nervously tugging at her hair.
"Would you like to go out with me sometime, you know, hang out and stuff?" he blurted out and she noticed a small blush creeping up his neck.
She just stared; she couldn't believe that she was actually being asked out by the hottest guy in their year. She knew that she wasn't bad looking or anything but she was always the kind of girl who guys made friends with, just friends. And now she was being asked out by the hottest guy in school.
"I'd understand if you didn't want to," he finally said breaking the silence when she didn't reply. "But I promise it'll be fun, we could…"
"I'd love to," she said a little too loudly having recovered from the shock.
"Wow, that's great," he said enthusiastically looking relieved. "Well, how's this Saturday then?"
"Saturday's fine," she replied making a mental note to ask Draco to swap duties with her.
"I'll pick you up at about eight from your place, okay?"
"That's great, thanks."
"No, thank you"
They stood in silence for a while and finally he said,
"Okay, well I'll see you later, I have class now." And with a final glance at her he left.
Maybe it was because she took the stairs instead of the hallway, she didn't notice draco standing apparently having over heard the entire conversation looking extremely glum.
"Is it true what I heard?" Ron asked slamming Hermione book bag on the table so that he could sit on the chair beside her.
"Ron, this bag's al ready torn," she whined.
"Mione, hunny, this is not the point now. Focus with me," he said snapping two fingers in front of her eyes trying to get her attention away from the bag.
"What Ron?"
"Nate Ross asked you out!"
Harry and Ron had just came back from Quidditch practice and Ron had come running to the Great Hall the minute he heard Seamus telling Dean that Nate had asked Hermione out.
"Ours is a forbidden love Ron," she said giving him an innocent smile.
"Oh come on Heremione, stop winding Ron up," Harry said smiling, glad that his best friend was making jokes again. He looked at Natte's direction and sent a mental thanks in his direction.
"Fine, he did," she finally said and Harry noticed a new twinkle in her eyes.
"Then the other part is true too!" Ron said dramatically starring at her in awe.
"What other part?"
"The part in which you guys had sex in the prefect's bathroom," he said in barely a whisper keeping his eye on her.
"Did you know that he prefers the top position?" she said in the same tone as his.
Ron stared at her horrorstruck with his mouth wide open. Harry, on the other hand, burst out laughing.
"Come on Ron, she's just teasing," he said in peels of laughter.
Ron seemed to be recovering and stared at Hermione questioningly as if waiting for her confirmation.
"Of course nothing happened Ron, Harry sure knows me better than you do," she said flashing Harry a real rare smile that he hadn't seen since the beginning of the summer then returning back to her food.
Harry felt flattered; he really hoped Nate would do her good. He missed the old Hermione, the one who always advised him not to do the wrong thing, even though he rarely listened. The one who could go as far as to snitch on him to a teacher for his own good but these days she barely cared to ask what he was up to. She was too caught up in her own world. He hoped he wasn't being selfish as he watched her shove Seamus on his shoulder playfully telling him off for starting the rumor about her and Nate in the prefect's bathroom.
"Hermione Granger, you had sex with Nate Ross in the prefect's bathroom today?"
Lavendar Brown's loud voice cut through Harry's thoughts. The entire Great Hall was all staring at Hermione and Nate.
"Er, I can explain," started Seamus talking loud enough for the entire Great Hall to hear him.
But Harry didn't listen to the rest; instead he looked at Draco Malfoy who was staring at Hermione in the most peculiar way ever. Harry was used to Malfoy staring at Hermione as if she was dirt but this time he was looking at her with an expression of concern and betrayal. Draco felt Harry staring at him, glared at him then resumed his meal.
"It was just my imagination," Harry insisted and turned his attention back to Seamus who was in the middle of telling them how the rumor had started.
"This is dull," Draco said loudly closing his Transfiguration textbook with a loud thud.
"Tell me about it," replied Hermione following his suit.
It was Friday evening and they were both sitting in their common room trying to do their Transfiguration homework.
"Well tomorrow is a weekend, isn't it? We could just do it tomorrow," Draco said.
"But I won't be here tomorrow evening, which reminds me, do you mind if we switched night duties for Saturday and Sunday?"
"I guess I don't."
"Thanks" she said and she sighed deeply sinking in the pillows of the sofa trying to make herself more comfortable.
"What's up Granger?"
She gave him a look that said Who-Are-You-And-What-Happened-To-Draco-Malfoy.
"Fine, if you don't want me asking you what's shoved up your ass, I won't. But I thought hearing your problems would be much interesting than doing Transfiguration homework."
"I don't mind but I'm just not used to you acting like that," she said sincerely.
"Oh well, people change," he commented simply and they sat in silence.
"I heard about your dad during the summer, I'm sorry," she blurted out. She didn't know why she had brought up the subject but it had been disturbing her.
"No, you're not," he said looking at her his face completely serious.
"Not what?" she asked breaking eye contact with him.
"You're not sorry for him. You never were, I'll bet you anything you and your little friends have been celebrating all summer long."
"I never said anything about being sorry for him, I'm sorry for you," she said it so fast before she could stop herself.
"Well I've got new for you, I don't want people feeling sorry for me and I especially don't want pity from you."
She stared at him in silence at first then said,
"Fine," and with that she collected her books crossed the common room to enter her bedroom and slammed the door behind her.
"I had fun today," Hermione said honestly.
They had just returned from their first date and they were standing right in front of her and Malfoy's dormitory.
"You're kidding, right? I didn't know this school was that boring. Next time we could sneak to Hogsmeade just the two of us," he said his eyes full of mischief.
They had taken a long walk on Hogwart's grounds and did nothing but talk.
"Still, I had fun," she whispered. She felt sort of weak, her back pressed on the door and he was coming closer to her by each second.
"Well, I'll tell you something that wasn't boring and she's standing right in front of me now," he said coming closer resting his right hand on top of her head.
He completed the couple of inches between them and bent his head down to kiss her. At first, Hermione wasn't able to react, she was too stunned. She had never been kissed before, her arms were too stiff at her sides, but he didn't seem to notice or care. His lips pressed hers insistently. But as the kiss lingered on, Hermione felt herself beginning to melt against her will. She gave in and felt herself standing on tip toes to reach for him better. Then his tongue slid between her lips and opened her mouth as if forcibly.
But it was too much for her. His hands had begun sliding down her lower back, his tongue forcing itself down her mouth. She felt helpless, standing there feeling dizzy and weak allowing him to do anything to her when suddenly the door behind them opened and she quickly steadied herself from falling. She realized that Nate had finally broken lip contact with her.
Draco had just came out from the door and she tried to smile at him or thank him but he wasn't looking at her. She had never felt happier to see anyone that much before.
"You know, I could take points for snogging in hallways from both of you. You should know better Granger being head girl and all," Draco said looking her way.
But she didn't care if he was being mean or rude, all she wanted to do was thank him, she tried to make him read her mind but he didn't seem to be, instead he said,
"Well, I'm off to continue Yourduties Granger since you're too busy snogging Ross here." And with that he set off.
"Well, good night," she said a little too quickly to Nate.
"You're not gonna listen to him, are you?"
"No, but I'm just really tired. I'll see you later,"
And she quickly entered her shared dormitory without bothering to hear his reply.
Author's Note:
Well that's all for this chapter. That pervert Nate, ugh!! Anyway, I'd love to hear your reviews and suggestions. Don't bother with flames I don't read 'em.
Next Chapter:
More with the Nate-Hermione issues, it's just getting worse, isn't it?