Notes: Hiya! Yeah, it's me again. I want to write in response to a couple of the reviews I read..
the counter - They're 16 years old.. what did you expect? But I settle with you. Next time, I'll write a tragedy or humor Harry Potter to satisfy your need.
Jakalaki - I'm SOO sorry about that! My demon computer saved my chapter wrong, and I didn't realize it until I put it up! I would NEVER do that to you on purpose.. so I re-typed (in evil notepad), and replaced that chapter as soon as I could. With some mistakes. Anyway.. don't worry about it anymore! I'm sorry it hurt your eyes.. *hands you a brownie and a Band-aid*
Other Notes: This chapter took longer then I expected. I didn't want to mess it up! Also, Hermione and Draco's are about equal during most of the time because I was writing to the beat of two songs at a time (Evanescence for Hermione, Linkin Park songs for Draco). But here you are.. Read on!
Chapter Four - Surrender
Hermione didn't speak with either Ron or Harry the next day. She merely buried her nose in a book anytime they tried to engage in a conversation with her.
The fact was, she was rather deep in thought. Did Draco feel the same way she was starting to feel? Everytime she denied the fact that she felt a bit deeper toward Draco, she nearly scoffed out loud. Her mind scolded her - Hermione, you idiot, don't even bother trying to convince yourself otherwise.
It was odd, though. She was getting tired of pretending they didn't mix - that she was nothing but a Mudblood Gryffindor and he was a Slytherin King. Fact was, they were both clever and certain situations had brought them a little closer to each other.
*~*~*
Draco rubbed his head. He hadn't gone down to breakfast that evening - he didn't feel like it. His morning class was double potions, and he would have to see her again.. He was sick of caring. Why should he care? He had spent the last five years mocking her exsistance, anyway.
Something was different this year, though. Something had changed. Instead of clashing so terribly like they used to when they met, they actually blended. He felt like it was just him who thought this, though.
"Drakkie? Oh, Drakkie? Breakfast is nearly over.. do you want to walk to potions together?" Pansy's poisonous voice came through the door.
That, he decided, was one woman he never could stand.
*~*~*
Hermione didn't sit in her normal middle seat between Ron and Harry. Instead, she switched places with Ron and sat on the end - Draco on her left.
When he entered, he looked at her, then his normal seat, and pretended like he didn't even notice. Sitting on the right side of the table, he hissed through the corner of his mouth, "What do you want?"
"I want to meet you in the library after class," she whispered in response.
Draco didn't want to meet her there! After all, there would be someone to see - someone to hear.. "No. I'd like to eat lunch."
"You're the same as me.. you don't eat lunch anymore. Stop lying. Just meet me there - there won't be anyone in there."
*~*~*
Draco waited nervously in the library. What did she want? Did she notice the way he aways chanced looks over at her? Nonsense, he snorted. It was natural for him to give a sweeping glance at everyone - it was what he did day after day.
Hermione came into the room, her brilliant brown hair flying behind her as she walked up to him. He was terribly thankful no one else was here. "What did you want to see me about?" he asked, acting as if everything was well.
"Draco.. answer me. Why did you help me up that one day?" she inquired sharply, getting directly to the point.
He made a face. Did he have to tell? Well, he could always bend the truth. Not lie, just bend.
*~*~*
"I knocked you down, after all. And I have enough respect for you to help you up," he stated promptly.
Hermione rose an eyebrow. Did he really think she was that gulliable?
"I'm tired of pretending, Draco," she sighed, using much emphasis on his name.
He looked surprised. "Pretending about what?"
"About - about what? About everything! Pretending you didn't tell me about your mum, about your dad beating you, about - the hug! It felt like - it-"
*~*~*
Why did he do it? Hell if he knew. Maybe it was the way she looked when she was upset. Inside, it had made him laugh a little, but it also made him feel certain longings. With the mention of the embrace, he lost his head. It was something that just happened - something he did not plan out.
Silencing her with a kiss, he felt warmth and joy like never before. He held her tightly, and, in the end, reluctantly released her. Her eyes opened, and were wide with shock. He saw her grow red, and he could even feel it in himself.
*~*~*
Hermione had absolutely no clue what to say. What was he expecting her to say? Was she supposed to be critical and cry out 'Why did you do that?', go back to yelling at him, tell him to meet her again, or leave?
Frustrated, because she wasn't used to not knowing what to do, she boiled inside and bubbled out, "Why did you kiss me?"
Draco, who was red, (wait, she thought to herself, Draco - blushing? Where's a camera when you need one?), answered calmly, "I felt like it. See you around."
*~*~*
He left her gaping at him. He smacked himself mentally. Why did he do that!? He didn't know anymore... well, there would always be time to sort it out. Maybe he could talk to Severus about it. After all, he was somewhat like a father to him.
Notes - Yeah, yeah, I know it's short. Oh, if you're wondering about the Chapter name.. well, we're all familiar with those annoying banner ads, right? Well, I don't know why, but I thought that stupid "Love at first blush" banner ad had a name that fit the chapter... somehow. But I didn't use it mostly due to the fact that I HATE banner ads! I mean.. always wasting your ink when you print out the lyrics on a page and - oh, sorry. Anyway, I used Surrender because it was the song (by Evanescence) that fit the way Hermione felt towards Draco rather nicely. Anyway.. 'til next time!
the counter - They're 16 years old.. what did you expect? But I settle with you. Next time, I'll write a tragedy or humor Harry Potter to satisfy your need.
Jakalaki - I'm SOO sorry about that! My demon computer saved my chapter wrong, and I didn't realize it until I put it up! I would NEVER do that to you on purpose.. so I re-typed (in evil notepad), and replaced that chapter as soon as I could. With some mistakes. Anyway.. don't worry about it anymore! I'm sorry it hurt your eyes.. *hands you a brownie and a Band-aid*
Other Notes: This chapter took longer then I expected. I didn't want to mess it up! Also, Hermione and Draco's are about equal during most of the time because I was writing to the beat of two songs at a time (Evanescence for Hermione, Linkin Park songs for Draco). But here you are.. Read on!
Chapter Four - Surrender
Hermione didn't speak with either Ron or Harry the next day. She merely buried her nose in a book anytime they tried to engage in a conversation with her.
The fact was, she was rather deep in thought. Did Draco feel the same way she was starting to feel? Everytime she denied the fact that she felt a bit deeper toward Draco, she nearly scoffed out loud. Her mind scolded her - Hermione, you idiot, don't even bother trying to convince yourself otherwise.
It was odd, though. She was getting tired of pretending they didn't mix - that she was nothing but a Mudblood Gryffindor and he was a Slytherin King. Fact was, they were both clever and certain situations had brought them a little closer to each other.
*~*~*
Draco rubbed his head. He hadn't gone down to breakfast that evening - he didn't feel like it. His morning class was double potions, and he would have to see her again.. He was sick of caring. Why should he care? He had spent the last five years mocking her exsistance, anyway.
Something was different this year, though. Something had changed. Instead of clashing so terribly like they used to when they met, they actually blended. He felt like it was just him who thought this, though.
"Drakkie? Oh, Drakkie? Breakfast is nearly over.. do you want to walk to potions together?" Pansy's poisonous voice came through the door.
That, he decided, was one woman he never could stand.
*~*~*
Hermione didn't sit in her normal middle seat between Ron and Harry. Instead, she switched places with Ron and sat on the end - Draco on her left.
When he entered, he looked at her, then his normal seat, and pretended like he didn't even notice. Sitting on the right side of the table, he hissed through the corner of his mouth, "What do you want?"
"I want to meet you in the library after class," she whispered in response.
Draco didn't want to meet her there! After all, there would be someone to see - someone to hear.. "No. I'd like to eat lunch."
"You're the same as me.. you don't eat lunch anymore. Stop lying. Just meet me there - there won't be anyone in there."
*~*~*
Draco waited nervously in the library. What did she want? Did she notice the way he aways chanced looks over at her? Nonsense, he snorted. It was natural for him to give a sweeping glance at everyone - it was what he did day after day.
Hermione came into the room, her brilliant brown hair flying behind her as she walked up to him. He was terribly thankful no one else was here. "What did you want to see me about?" he asked, acting as if everything was well.
"Draco.. answer me. Why did you help me up that one day?" she inquired sharply, getting directly to the point.
He made a face. Did he have to tell? Well, he could always bend the truth. Not lie, just bend.
*~*~*
"I knocked you down, after all. And I have enough respect for you to help you up," he stated promptly.
Hermione rose an eyebrow. Did he really think she was that gulliable?
"I'm tired of pretending, Draco," she sighed, using much emphasis on his name.
He looked surprised. "Pretending about what?"
"About - about what? About everything! Pretending you didn't tell me about your mum, about your dad beating you, about - the hug! It felt like - it-"
*~*~*
Why did he do it? Hell if he knew. Maybe it was the way she looked when she was upset. Inside, it had made him laugh a little, but it also made him feel certain longings. With the mention of the embrace, he lost his head. It was something that just happened - something he did not plan out.
Silencing her with a kiss, he felt warmth and joy like never before. He held her tightly, and, in the end, reluctantly released her. Her eyes opened, and were wide with shock. He saw her grow red, and he could even feel it in himself.
*~*~*
Hermione had absolutely no clue what to say. What was he expecting her to say? Was she supposed to be critical and cry out 'Why did you do that?', go back to yelling at him, tell him to meet her again, or leave?
Frustrated, because she wasn't used to not knowing what to do, she boiled inside and bubbled out, "Why did you kiss me?"
Draco, who was red, (wait, she thought to herself, Draco - blushing? Where's a camera when you need one?), answered calmly, "I felt like it. See you around."
*~*~*
He left her gaping at him. He smacked himself mentally. Why did he do that!? He didn't know anymore... well, there would always be time to sort it out. Maybe he could talk to Severus about it. After all, he was somewhat like a father to him.
Notes - Yeah, yeah, I know it's short. Oh, if you're wondering about the Chapter name.. well, we're all familiar with those annoying banner ads, right? Well, I don't know why, but I thought that stupid "Love at first blush" banner ad had a name that fit the chapter... somehow. But I didn't use it mostly due to the fact that I HATE banner ads! I mean.. always wasting your ink when you print out the lyrics on a page and - oh, sorry. Anyway, I used Surrender because it was the song (by Evanescence) that fit the way Hermione felt towards Draco rather nicely. Anyway.. 'til next time!
