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Author's Note: So sorry 'bout updating sooner. Now, enough chit chat, on with the story.
Chapter 13
Neither teens knew how long the kiss lasted, but before they knew it, it was over with. Neither Hermione or Malfoy let go of each other as they stood, gazing into each other's ways once again. "This really is a room of surprises, isn't it?" Malfoy said breaking the silence after a moments silence.
"It certainly is." Hermione said, only able to whisper her response.
Nothing more was said, for it would have ruined the moment. They just stood there, until they both realized that they had never yet let go of each other.
"Well, I suppose we should be getting to, um err, bed." Malfoy said as he released Hermione.
"Yes, I suppose we should, good night Malfoy." Hermione said crawling into her bed.
"Pleasant dreams, Granger." Malfoy replied, following suit into his own bed.
But neither slept, both had other things on their minds. Malfoy, for instance, silently carved away at his block. While Hermione scratched away at her parchment.
"AAAHHHHH" "AAAHHHHHH!" "AAAHHHH" "WHAT IN BLOODY HELL'S NAME WAS THAT FOR?!" Malfoy screamed nearly jumping out of bed.
"Sorry, Malfoy, the sudden appearance of the food scared me." "No need to scream, you scared the living day lights out of me. I had no idea you were up." He said as he walked over to the table.
"Same goes for me." "What?" "For always boasting about being so smart you sure can be dumb." Hermione teased, laughing. "I had no idea you were up either." "I'fe bean 'p all 'ight." Malfoy said through a mouth full of hash browns. " "Me too." Hermione said.
"Carving-." "Writing-." Neither seemed to be aware that the other was talking.
"-and thinking about what happened last night" They, both, finished in unison. They stared at each other before laughing.
"Speaking of last night, you called this a room of surprises." Hermione said, before taking a swig of pumpkin juice.
"That I did." "So, I think that's what we should call this room. The Room of Surprises." "Sounds good to me." There was an awkward silence. For now they were on the subject of last night. Neither knew what to say, or do.
"Bout last night." Malfoy began.
"Yes,?" "Well, I err, um," he cleared his throat. "I am not sorry, well I am, but err, I'm not." Hermione chuckled. "What's so funny?" "At the fact that the all mighty, powerful Draco Malfoy is stammering in explanation over a kiss." "Yes, well, look at the situation." She chuckled once more. "I have, and I understand what you're trying to say. Now I think I am gonna add more to my story." Hermione said, giving Draco a quick kiss on the cheek and retreating to her bed.
"Hey Malfoy?" "Hhmm?" "How's your wrist?" "My wrist?" "Yes, dim wit, your wrist. You hurt it remember?" Truth be told, Malfoy had forgotten all about his, possibly, broken wrist. He had gotten so used to the splint being there, that he forgot it was there.
"I dunno. Shall we check?" "Yes." Malfoy carefully removed the splint and looked at his wrist. It was very pale, paler than his own skin. He slowly moved it up and down and felt no pain, but tension. "It doesn't hurt, but it's tense." "I figured as much, give it here." Hermione said holding out her own hand.
"Why?" "Just do it." Malfoy did so, not wanting to make Hermione mad.
Hermione began to massage Draco's wrist and move it up and down. After about ten minute's she stopped. "What did cha do that for?" "What? The massage, or the fact that I stopped?" "The fact that you stopped." "Well, how does it feel now?" After moving it around a couple of times, Malfoy replied; "Great. Thanks Granger." And this time it was Malfoy's turn to kiss Hermione on the cheek, before he returned to his carving that he had been working on minutes before.
Dinner came before both teens knew it. They were sitting at the table in an uncomfortable silence. Ever since there encounter the previous night, all form of silence was a bit weird.
Hermione was staring at her plate of food when she heard Malfoy say; "What in the, again?" Hermione looked up and saw that he was staring straight at the stone to which Hermione knew all to well.
"It did it again?" She inquired. "Yeah." "I've had enough, I say we investigate." Hermione said firmly, getting up and walking over the stone, with Malfoy following closely behind. Hermione and Malfoy stood staring at it, examining every nook and cranny of it. Occasionally they would bump heads do to the fact that they were both inches from the stone. Suddenly Hermione had an idea. "What do you think?" Malfoy asked, stepping back.
"Well," Hermione also stepping back. She then extended her hand, and pushed on the bump. Suddenly the floor below them disappeared. Thinking quick Malfoy grabbed Hermione and jumped out of the way before both of them fell down the dark hole before them.
Author's Note: Well there you have it. I can tell you all know that there will probably only be two more chapters, three tops. Sorry, if you wanted it to be longer, but I feel that our story is coming to an end. Now to reviewers:
Awdrilinia: The "friend" has no more real importance ..I think. Like I said before I write as a go along, so that may change. But at the moment, he is really nobody, but I will say this. We will find out who/what he is and what he was doing at Hogwarts in a future chapter. Glad you like the story, btw!
DaniLvr14: Glad to here the story is gradual. Also thinks of other gradual things in life Not many of them are there?
Applescm: So glad you loved the dancing scene. I do to. I thought it would be sweet/romantic. Sighs
To the rest of you reviewers: Glad you all like it, and hope you keep reading to the end! [=)
Author's Note: So sorry 'bout updating sooner. Now, enough chit chat, on with the story.
Chapter 13
Neither teens knew how long the kiss lasted, but before they knew it, it was over with. Neither Hermione or Malfoy let go of each other as they stood, gazing into each other's ways once again. "This really is a room of surprises, isn't it?" Malfoy said breaking the silence after a moments silence.
"It certainly is." Hermione said, only able to whisper her response.
Nothing more was said, for it would have ruined the moment. They just stood there, until they both realized that they had never yet let go of each other.
"Well, I suppose we should be getting to, um err, bed." Malfoy said as he released Hermione.
"Yes, I suppose we should, good night Malfoy." Hermione said crawling into her bed.
"Pleasant dreams, Granger." Malfoy replied, following suit into his own bed.
But neither slept, both had other things on their minds. Malfoy, for instance, silently carved away at his block. While Hermione scratched away at her parchment.
"AAAHHHHH" "AAAHHHHHH!" "AAAHHHH" "WHAT IN BLOODY HELL'S NAME WAS THAT FOR?!" Malfoy screamed nearly jumping out of bed.
"Sorry, Malfoy, the sudden appearance of the food scared me." "No need to scream, you scared the living day lights out of me. I had no idea you were up." He said as he walked over to the table.
"Same goes for me." "What?" "For always boasting about being so smart you sure can be dumb." Hermione teased, laughing. "I had no idea you were up either." "I'fe bean 'p all 'ight." Malfoy said through a mouth full of hash browns. " "Me too." Hermione said.
"Carving-." "Writing-." Neither seemed to be aware that the other was talking.
"-and thinking about what happened last night" They, both, finished in unison. They stared at each other before laughing.
"Speaking of last night, you called this a room of surprises." Hermione said, before taking a swig of pumpkin juice.
"That I did." "So, I think that's what we should call this room. The Room of Surprises." "Sounds good to me." There was an awkward silence. For now they were on the subject of last night. Neither knew what to say, or do.
"Bout last night." Malfoy began.
"Yes,?" "Well, I err, um," he cleared his throat. "I am not sorry, well I am, but err, I'm not." Hermione chuckled. "What's so funny?" "At the fact that the all mighty, powerful Draco Malfoy is stammering in explanation over a kiss." "Yes, well, look at the situation." She chuckled once more. "I have, and I understand what you're trying to say. Now I think I am gonna add more to my story." Hermione said, giving Draco a quick kiss on the cheek and retreating to her bed.
"Hey Malfoy?" "Hhmm?" "How's your wrist?" "My wrist?" "Yes, dim wit, your wrist. You hurt it remember?" Truth be told, Malfoy had forgotten all about his, possibly, broken wrist. He had gotten so used to the splint being there, that he forgot it was there.
"I dunno. Shall we check?" "Yes." Malfoy carefully removed the splint and looked at his wrist. It was very pale, paler than his own skin. He slowly moved it up and down and felt no pain, but tension. "It doesn't hurt, but it's tense." "I figured as much, give it here." Hermione said holding out her own hand.
"Why?" "Just do it." Malfoy did so, not wanting to make Hermione mad.
Hermione began to massage Draco's wrist and move it up and down. After about ten minute's she stopped. "What did cha do that for?" "What? The massage, or the fact that I stopped?" "The fact that you stopped." "Well, how does it feel now?" After moving it around a couple of times, Malfoy replied; "Great. Thanks Granger." And this time it was Malfoy's turn to kiss Hermione on the cheek, before he returned to his carving that he had been working on minutes before.
Dinner came before both teens knew it. They were sitting at the table in an uncomfortable silence. Ever since there encounter the previous night, all form of silence was a bit weird.
Hermione was staring at her plate of food when she heard Malfoy say; "What in the, again?" Hermione looked up and saw that he was staring straight at the stone to which Hermione knew all to well.
"It did it again?" She inquired. "Yeah." "I've had enough, I say we investigate." Hermione said firmly, getting up and walking over the stone, with Malfoy following closely behind. Hermione and Malfoy stood staring at it, examining every nook and cranny of it. Occasionally they would bump heads do to the fact that they were both inches from the stone. Suddenly Hermione had an idea. "What do you think?" Malfoy asked, stepping back.
"Well," Hermione also stepping back. She then extended her hand, and pushed on the bump. Suddenly the floor below them disappeared. Thinking quick Malfoy grabbed Hermione and jumped out of the way before both of them fell down the dark hole before them.
Author's Note: Well there you have it. I can tell you all know that there will probably only be two more chapters, three tops. Sorry, if you wanted it to be longer, but I feel that our story is coming to an end. Now to reviewers:
Awdrilinia: The "friend" has no more real importance ..I think. Like I said before I write as a go along, so that may change. But at the moment, he is really nobody, but I will say this. We will find out who/what he is and what he was doing at Hogwarts in a future chapter. Glad you like the story, btw!
DaniLvr14: Glad to here the story is gradual. Also thinks of other gradual things in life Not many of them are there?
Applescm: So glad you loved the dancing scene. I do to. I thought it would be sweet/romantic. Sighs
To the rest of you reviewers: Glad you all like it, and hope you keep reading to the end! [=)