Hermione tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn't sleep, all those eyes
betraying her, cursing her, burning through her soul, she couldn't take it
anymore. It had been just a few days ago that she came to Hogwarts and
already rumors spread about her. About her clothing style, her attitude,
her behavior and all she can do is listen. Listen to the rumors that aren't
true.
She got up from her bed and looked outside her window it was pitch black. She put on her robe and went outside her room. Going down the cold stairs that divide into two paths, one lead to the common room that she shared with Malfoy and the second lead to his room which she has never even come close to...yet.
She reached his door and hesitated for a moment.
"Wonder how it looks like" she whispered. Although in her mind she was screaming at herself for being so weak as to use that line as an excuse to enter his room.
She turned the knob and entered his room. She really didn't know what lead her here, but her feet seemed to know where they were going and so she trusted her senses. All she could see was the darkness that gently covered his room.
'I bet his colors are silver and green' she thought. Knowing his Slytherin pride she quickly assumed his room would contain of silver and green.
Her eyes adjusted to the light in the room which was barely visible and so she found herself standing next to him, looking down at him. She stood there frozen, not knowing what to do she took in his furtive handsomeness. He really did remind her of that unicorn she saw in her dreams...with blond hair, blue eyes, and a muscular body. He fit the description so perfectly.
'If only he truly was an angel' she though to herself. 'If only you can take me away from my pain'. A distinct tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away and sat on the edge of his bed. His head was turned away from her and his hair was hanging over his forehead.
Subconsciously she picked up her hand and touched his cold cheek.
'He's so cold and yet it's hot in his room' she thought.
Then surprising her, he turned his head towards her and slightly moved his body so that he was closer to her.
She didn't know what exactly she was doing. But she had this feeling that once she would do it, she would make herself see what forcing is and how true feelings can be.
She leaned her head and slowly touched his lips with hers.
'He has such soft lips' was her first thought. Then she was interrupted by him responding.
He subconsciously kissed her back.
'This is bad, he doesn't even know who I am' she thought. She broke the kiss and finally looked into his blue eyes. He's awake.
"Granger?" was the first thing she heard.
She quickly stood up.
"I—uhh...I'm so sorry...I was just going to—to tell you –that—that..." she stammered very uncomfortably.
Malfoy quickly took in what had just happened and controlled his blush that was desperately trying to show. A slow smirk was spreading on his lips.
"Granger...it's all right" he said smirking.
"What I truly want to know is why you chose to kiss me" he said, standing up from his bed and coming closer to her; very slowly.
"I...you wouldn't understand" she said with more power than before. She completely relaxed now that she saw he wasn't freaked out by what had happened.
He stopped smirking and put on a face that showed no expressions what so ever. He stopped coming closer to her and instead turned to his wardrobe. Quickly he got out his robe, put it onto himself and looked at Hermione. She was now entering his balcony. He went over to her and stood very close to her, so close that he can smell that vanilla scent he had dreamed about.
"Gra—Hermione...I don't want you to look at me like that ...again" he said.
She suddenly turned around to find him standing very close to her.
"Like what?" she questioned.
"Like you hate me...like you can't trust me...like"
"You honestly think I hate you?" She said, somewhat hurt and yet happy at the same time.
"Well...you should, I mean I was rude and completely stupid for calling you all those names which you didn't deserve." He said, trying desperately to form an apology.
"I forgave you a long time ago, Malfoy" she said remembering the day when he saved her from possible yet constant rape.
"You know you didn't have to save me...I mean they're not going to stop, If it's not him than it's someone else" tears rolled down her cheeks.
She felt a cold hand touch her chin and bring her face up. Draco looked at her beautiful face and felt so horrible for not doing anything about her pain.
"Hermione...I won't let them do this to you anymore...I—I promise" he said.
She suddenly looked into his eyes.
"Don't make promises you can't keep, Draco" She started to walk away when she felt his hand grad hers and turn her around to him. Next thing she knew, he had kissed her on her gently lips. It was hard at first then she felt those soft lips caressing her own. It was probably the best feeling she had felt.
He continued kissing her softly on her fragile lips. 'Merlin, she even tastes sweet' he thought.
Once he stopped and finally looked into her eyes he saw so many emotions flashing through her eyes. One thing he definitely saw was perplexity. He suddenly felt bad for taking advantage of her and stepped back. His face screwed up in confusion and he couldn't even look at her. Here she is standing in front of him, so weak, so distraught and he just comes out kissing her so harshly. Almost breaking her.
"No, no this can't be" he whispered only for himself but she heard.
Suddenly she felt more pain than ever, she felt like she was being broken into tiny pieces of glass.
'How can he just kiss me one second and say it's wrong the next' without any further explanation and wondering she ran out of his room and straight into hers. She locked the door and went over to the balcony. She looked at him standing there and felt her heart ache with such emotion which was very much unknown to her.
She went to her bed and curled her whole body in a position of a ball. She hugged her knees tightly and said to herself...
"This cannot happen, this cannot happen...I cannot fall for him" she said over and over.
Draco wanted to run after her and to tell her that he didn't mean it in THAT way. He just couldn't do that to her, he couldn't break her heart, she has so much to deal with and now here he comes with another problem for her to solve.
Just now he realized that Hermione Granger meant something to him. And probably more than he thinks. He wanted to come into her room and hold her close to him, hold her so she wont cry anymore, so she wont be troubled anymore. But that can't happen. What about what people would say...what about his classmates and his "so called girlfriend, Pansy" which by the he is suppose to be dating right now.
"Ughh...why her...why couldn't I fall for the next Slytherin girl?"
She got up from her bed and looked outside her window it was pitch black. She put on her robe and went outside her room. Going down the cold stairs that divide into two paths, one lead to the common room that she shared with Malfoy and the second lead to his room which she has never even come close to...yet.
She reached his door and hesitated for a moment.
"Wonder how it looks like" she whispered. Although in her mind she was screaming at herself for being so weak as to use that line as an excuse to enter his room.
She turned the knob and entered his room. She really didn't know what lead her here, but her feet seemed to know where they were going and so she trusted her senses. All she could see was the darkness that gently covered his room.
'I bet his colors are silver and green' she thought. Knowing his Slytherin pride she quickly assumed his room would contain of silver and green.
Her eyes adjusted to the light in the room which was barely visible and so she found herself standing next to him, looking down at him. She stood there frozen, not knowing what to do she took in his furtive handsomeness. He really did remind her of that unicorn she saw in her dreams...with blond hair, blue eyes, and a muscular body. He fit the description so perfectly.
'If only he truly was an angel' she though to herself. 'If only you can take me away from my pain'. A distinct tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away and sat on the edge of his bed. His head was turned away from her and his hair was hanging over his forehead.
Subconsciously she picked up her hand and touched his cold cheek.
'He's so cold and yet it's hot in his room' she thought.
Then surprising her, he turned his head towards her and slightly moved his body so that he was closer to her.
She didn't know what exactly she was doing. But she had this feeling that once she would do it, she would make herself see what forcing is and how true feelings can be.
She leaned her head and slowly touched his lips with hers.
'He has such soft lips' was her first thought. Then she was interrupted by him responding.
He subconsciously kissed her back.
'This is bad, he doesn't even know who I am' she thought. She broke the kiss and finally looked into his blue eyes. He's awake.
"Granger?" was the first thing she heard.
She quickly stood up.
"I—uhh...I'm so sorry...I was just going to—to tell you –that—that..." she stammered very uncomfortably.
Malfoy quickly took in what had just happened and controlled his blush that was desperately trying to show. A slow smirk was spreading on his lips.
"Granger...it's all right" he said smirking.
"What I truly want to know is why you chose to kiss me" he said, standing up from his bed and coming closer to her; very slowly.
"I...you wouldn't understand" she said with more power than before. She completely relaxed now that she saw he wasn't freaked out by what had happened.
He stopped smirking and put on a face that showed no expressions what so ever. He stopped coming closer to her and instead turned to his wardrobe. Quickly he got out his robe, put it onto himself and looked at Hermione. She was now entering his balcony. He went over to her and stood very close to her, so close that he can smell that vanilla scent he had dreamed about.
"Gra—Hermione...I don't want you to look at me like that ...again" he said.
She suddenly turned around to find him standing very close to her.
"Like what?" she questioned.
"Like you hate me...like you can't trust me...like"
"You honestly think I hate you?" She said, somewhat hurt and yet happy at the same time.
"Well...you should, I mean I was rude and completely stupid for calling you all those names which you didn't deserve." He said, trying desperately to form an apology.
"I forgave you a long time ago, Malfoy" she said remembering the day when he saved her from possible yet constant rape.
"You know you didn't have to save me...I mean they're not going to stop, If it's not him than it's someone else" tears rolled down her cheeks.
She felt a cold hand touch her chin and bring her face up. Draco looked at her beautiful face and felt so horrible for not doing anything about her pain.
"Hermione...I won't let them do this to you anymore...I—I promise" he said.
She suddenly looked into his eyes.
"Don't make promises you can't keep, Draco" She started to walk away when she felt his hand grad hers and turn her around to him. Next thing she knew, he had kissed her on her gently lips. It was hard at first then she felt those soft lips caressing her own. It was probably the best feeling she had felt.
He continued kissing her softly on her fragile lips. 'Merlin, she even tastes sweet' he thought.
Once he stopped and finally looked into her eyes he saw so many emotions flashing through her eyes. One thing he definitely saw was perplexity. He suddenly felt bad for taking advantage of her and stepped back. His face screwed up in confusion and he couldn't even look at her. Here she is standing in front of him, so weak, so distraught and he just comes out kissing her so harshly. Almost breaking her.
"No, no this can't be" he whispered only for himself but she heard.
Suddenly she felt more pain than ever, she felt like she was being broken into tiny pieces of glass.
'How can he just kiss me one second and say it's wrong the next' without any further explanation and wondering she ran out of his room and straight into hers. She locked the door and went over to the balcony. She looked at him standing there and felt her heart ache with such emotion which was very much unknown to her.
She went to her bed and curled her whole body in a position of a ball. She hugged her knees tightly and said to herself...
"This cannot happen, this cannot happen...I cannot fall for him" she said over and over.
Draco wanted to run after her and to tell her that he didn't mean it in THAT way. He just couldn't do that to her, he couldn't break her heart, she has so much to deal with and now here he comes with another problem for her to solve.
Just now he realized that Hermione Granger meant something to him. And probably more than he thinks. He wanted to come into her room and hold her close to him, hold her so she wont cry anymore, so she wont be troubled anymore. But that can't happen. What about what people would say...what about his classmates and his "so called girlfriend, Pansy" which by the he is suppose to be dating right now.
"Ughh...why her...why couldn't I fall for the next Slytherin girl?"
