Chapter 7: Everything You Want

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When Hermione emerged from her room her eyes were still a little puffy from crying and she had a halo of hair around her head from rubbing her face into her pillow. Draco was lounging on the couch looking pensively into the fire. He turned around when he heard her step out of the
portrait hole. "Come sit with me," he said moving his feet off the couch. "Look Hermione..."
"Wait." she interrupted. "I'm the one who should be sorry. I started the name calling."

"Yeah, but I hurt you. I'm really sorry. Truce?"

"Truce." she said smiling.

"So, would you show me how to get those muggle CD's to play? I'm curious to hear that Vertical Horizon group."

"Lemme go get it." she went quickly to her room and returned with her wand and CD. She pointed her wand at the CD and said the incantation.The CD began to revolve slowly in midair. She flipped through thesongs. She stopped at the beginning of Everything You Want. "This is my
absolute favorite song." Draco listened to the song. He had to admit it was quite good. Then came the chorus:

"He's everything you want, he's everything you need, he's everythinginside of you that you wish you could be, he says all the right thingsat exactly the right times, but he means nothing to you and you don't know why."

"So who's that song about?" asked Draco when it was over.

"What do you mean?"

"I know if it's your favorite song it must have some special meaning.Who do you think about when you listen to that song?"

"Now tell me why I should tell you."

"I'll be your bestest friend." he whined, doing a quite good imitation of a small girl.

"Cute, but no. It's rather personal."

"Ahh, I see. Lets see. Now who could it be? Weasley!"

"His name's Ron and no, actually. If you have to know, then for your information no one. I've yet to find someone worthy of the position."

"Oh, so you're just too good for everybody." he said the corner of his moth going down in a sardonic smile.

"Now you know I never said that!"

"You didn't say it, but that's what you meant."

"Fine then who did that song make you think about?"

"I was to busy why you liked it to think about that."

"And you really care so much about the inner workings of my mind?"

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't say it, but..." Hermione was now wearing an impish grin.He cut her off before she could finish.

"All right, all right I get the picture." Then they both turned and stared at the fire. Hermione
wondered who did she think about when she heard that song? Draco did have an adorable smile. "Oh my gosh! This is Draco I'm thinking about,"screamed a voice inside her head, "but he is being rather nice, well for Draco anyway. He's really very charming when he's being nice."
Draco had turned to watch her. He saw a smile slowly creep across her face as she was thinking. He smiled as well. He couldn't help but to wonder what it would be like to kiss her.

They sat there for quite sometime not speaking, until Draco broke the silence by saying "We should probably be going to dinner now."

"Oh, yeah." said a half dazed Hermione coming out of her musings.

"Oy!" she yelled falling back onto the couch after trying to stand.

"What's wrong?" asked Draco.

"It's my knee. I messed it up ice-skating a few years ago. It still cramps up every now and then. It must be from sitting with my legs under me for so long." She tried to stand again "OY! she cried even louder. "I don't know how I'm going to go anywhere. When it does this it
usually lasts around a week!"

"I'll help you to the hospital wing and Madam Pomfrey can fix it there. O.K.?"

"K." she said, and with that pulled her up.

But he underestimated his strength, and she came flying into him, her arms clasped around his neck for support. His strength was comforting to her. They were so close to each other now that the only reason their faces weren't touching was because of the fact that Draco was around
six feet tall and Hermione was merely five-five. Suddenly he was kissing her. In this moment all of Hermione's reasoning was lost. She was kissing her worst enemy (besides you-know-who). But she didn't think about it. She was to busy thinking about the warmth of his body, the strength of his arms that held her about the waist, and well... MY GOSH, he was an awesome kisser. The room around her was swaying. Draco was the only solid thing, she began to feel light headed, and with a slight sigh she fainted.

Draco just shrugged and picked her up. She weighed around one hundred, but to Draco with his little but muscular frame she was light as a feather. "Thank goodness" thought Draco. "At least it's dinner time so no one will be in the halls." The hospital wing wasn't far from their dorms and it didn't take him long to get there. There was however, one person still in the halls. Ron was finishing up a bit of last minute homework before heading down and saw Draco carrying Hermione into the infirmary. "What the..." Ron mouthed.

Draco gently laid Hermione down on the hospital bed. He looked at her a minute before leaving. She looked beautiful with the chestnut ringlets all around her face... Like an angel he thought. Then he left her, figuring that she could explain her knee to Madam Pomfrey when she woke up. Ron was waiting outside the doors when he came out. "What did you do to her?" demanded Ron.

"Nothing" said Draco with an eyebrow raised. "She fainted that's all."

"That better be all," said Ron, "For your sake."

"I'd hate to think of the things you'd do to me if I touched your precious Granger." he said sarcastically while rolling his eyes, "but yousee, I didn't do anything. Ask her yourself, she should wake up in a minute of two." Then he turned and went to the great hall.

Hermione was just waking up as Ron walked in. "Mione! Are you O.K.?!?" "Yeah, I must have fainted." she was speaking slowly, because she was still kind of woozy from the snogging session.

"Malfoy didn't hurt you did he?"

"No, why on earth would you ask that?"

"Well if him being Malfoy isn't reason enough, then how about I saw him carry you in here."

"Now seriously Ron, do you think if he hurt me he would waste his time carrying me in?"

"Oh...yeah... Well where have you been all day?"

"You don't know? Wait, I forgot. Prefects get separate dormitories now. Every two of us shares a parlor, but we all get our own bedroom."

"Who are you sharing with? Padme?"

"Unfortunately no, I share a parlor with Malfoy."

"WHAT?", shouted Ron, a look of pure horror was on his face.

"Shhh ... do you want Madam Pomfrey over here? It's not like we share a bedroom, Ron."

"Thank goodness for that! Poor you!"

"Well I think we've come to a truce," said Hermione. "Could you please call Madam Pomfrey over here."

When Ron returned with Madam Pomfrey, Hermione told her about her knees, and Madam Pomfrey fixed them, and she was out of there in no time."Come on Ron. Let's go down to dinner, I'm starved."
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