Draco stood in a middle of a war zone the next morning. When he reached his common room the next night he ordered everyone out. When he was finally alone he laid on his bed. Anger was surging through him. He tried to choke it down but was unsuccessful. He stood up and grabbed the lamp on his nightstand. He threw it at the wall and watched it shatter into a million pieces. Still he was unhappy and his anger had not subsided. He grabbed his schoolbooks and threw them at the wall. He ripped up his sheets and destroyed his pillows. He tore all the expensive clothes in his trunk. When all of his things were all destroyed he ruined everyone else's things screaming every swear word in his vocabulary that he could muster.
His father had taken away the only thing that he had ever loved and the only thing that loved him back. Her hurt eyes were carved into his memory. The thought that she would be running to Potter and Weasley only got him more enraged. He couldn't stand the thought of her loving someone else. He spent the whole night destroying his dormitory. When morning came he stood looking at books with torn pages. Sheets were spread across the floor and were covered in feathers from when he tore all the pillows.
There was a light knock at the door and when he didn't answer he heard it open lightly. Pansy stuck her head in and asked, "Draco, are you coming to Hogsmeade with all of us today?"
Draco turned and faced her with a harsh face. "Does it look like I want to bloody hell go to Hogsmeade? Get out of my sight, NOW!" he yelled as he picked up a nearby ruined book and threw it at her. She closed the door quickly before it would hit her.
Hermione sat in the common room with her friends that morning reading a book but was unable to concentrate. She couldn't get what Draco told her out of her mind. But what got her even more mad was the fact that she knew she still loved him. She sat there thinking of these things when Ron's voice brought her back to earth.
"Hermione, are you going to come to Hogsmeade with us today?" Ron asked.
Hermione shook her head no. she knew that if she went to Hogsmeade she would risk seeing Draco. And although a big part of her wanted to see him she knew it would only make things worse.
"I have a lot of studying to get done before end of the year exams. I can't. you guys go ahead." She said. It was the truth that she wanted to get some studying done...but not for the sake of grades. She wanted a way to put herself out of the place she was. She wanted a way to get Draco out of her mind and the only way she knew was to study.
They both nodded. They knew that she always liked to study at least a month early and they grew to accept it. They were too relieved that she didn't ask them to study as well that they didn't notice the pain in her eyes.
Hermione made her way to the library after everyone had left. She was happy to finally be alone. She went through the doors of her destination. She made her way to the back table and sat down. She set all of her papers out and she opened her books. She began to reread her noted and look up the subjects in her books so that she could get the full story as well. She added a few more notes and made sure that she got everything down that she needed.
A few hours into her studying she heard a noise from behind her. She looked around but no one was to be seen. She went back to her notes but as soon as she did she felt a cloak brush past her and she saw a hooded figure sit next to her. She looked up to see who it was but his face was all covered. She didn't say anything to this figure; she only stared in surprise and in wonder.
"I thought you would be here." It said.
"What?" she asked.
But he didn't answer. He just leaned forward and kissed her into oblivion.
Draco laid on his bed staring up at the canopy. He took deep breaths and he kept his eyes closed. All of his friends were gone and he had nothing to do. He was tired from throwing his fit of rage. He sat up and looked at the still destroyed room he had wreaked havoc on. He took his wand and magically put things to the way that they were. His mind was still on Hermione however. He shook his head. He suddenly wished that he had gone to Hogsmeade to see her. He knew him going to see her would in turn kill her but his mind and soul was already aching for her. He wanted to feel her touch again. It was the only thing that took away all his pain.
He took his cloak from the trunk. He had to do something to take his mind off of her. He exited the dormitory and made his way to the portrait hole when a young Slytherin came up to him.
"Are we allowed back in the Dormitory?" he asked.
Draco looked at him oddly. He then nodded his head and made his way out of the common room. He was heading down the corridor to the entrance hall but as he did he saw Hermione walk by heading towards the library. She was looking at her feet and she was in deep thought. He watched as she disappeared into the library. He had a sudden idea. He looked down at his cloak and nodded to himself in agreement. He put on the cloak and put the hood up so that his identity was hidden.
He made his way to the library and opened the doors. He didn't see her but he knew where she would be. She was always at the same table. He made his way back there. He bumped one of the bookshelves as he made his way to her. He saw her begin to turn around and he hid from view. The element of surprise was a key to this. When he was sure she wasn't looking he made his way to her again. He made sure he brushed against her before he sat down next to her. She looked up at him. She was in obvious surprise but he could also tell she didn't know who he was.
"I thought that you would be here." He said slowly.
"What?" she asked.
He wanted to make her guess more but he couldn't control himself. He couldn't will the words to come out of his mouth. She was too beautiful. Her hair was up in a high ponytail but stray strands lightly touched her neck and cheek. He eyes were looking at him and he had never seen a more beautiful shade of brown. Before he knew what he was doing he bent down and kissed her deeply. Everything he longed about her came out and he couldn't help himself. She was too intoxicating and he knew he was addicted to her.
Hermione recognized his kiss at once and she wanted to push him back and yell at him for hurting her but as soon as she opened her mouth his tongue entered and everything was forgotten. She never felt him kiss her like this. It was full of need and want and very passionate. She loved it. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him to her. He began to kiss her neck and she sighed against him. He moved the shoulder of her shirt away and began to kiss her collarbone. He moved back up her neck and then she began to fleck her earlobe with his tongue.
She whispered his name and it only increased his need. He loved how his named rolled off of her lips. He moved his hands up her shirt and began to run his hands up her sides feeling her skin. This seemed to bring her back to reality and she pulled away and looked at him.
"What's going on?" she asked.
"I love you too much to stay away from you." He said.
"But you yelled at me before." She said still trying to catch her breath.
"I had to save you." He said not realizing that he wasn't making sense.
"What?" she asked confused.
"My father. He knows about us. Said he would kill you if I didn't stay away from you. I had to save you." He said.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked.
"Honestly, love, would you really have believed it before?" he asked half laughing.
Hermione thought about it and knew that that was true. She probably wouldn't have and she probably wouldn't have now if he hadn't just kissed her like that.
"I guess you're right." She said in agreement.
"I'm so sorry for hurting you." He said.
"So...you don't hate me then?" she asked.
"No, I can't stop thinking about actually. I've never felt like this." He replied.
She looked at him with small tears in her eyes.
"I love you too." She said.
"I know," he said as he wiped her tears from her cheek, "but you know that this won't last. This is it. I just had to give you a proper good-bye." He said.
Hermione sniffed and looked at him. "Isn't there another way? I don't care if I die. I just want to be with you." She said leaning forward and kissing under his ear.
"I wish there was. But although you may not care if you die...I would." He said closing his eyes at the pleasure of her touch.
He felt her tears run down his neck but she still continued to kiss him. He pulled away and put his hand under her chin and forced her to look at him. "I will always love you. Remember that." He said.
"I will never forget." She said.
With that Draco kissed her deeply. She allowed his passion to pour through. He kissed her neck and she kissed his forehead. He pulled her up and sat her on top of the table and he began to lay her down as he climbed atop her and kissed her collarbone while gently biting her skin. She sighed and he knew he would do this to her everyday if he could. He moved his hands up her shirt and massaged her stomach lightly. He moved to her mouth again and everything disappeared. He tasted her mouth never wanting to forget how it felt...wanting to remember every inch of it. Wanting to remember the one he truly loved forever.
Author's Notes-If you think that that is the end to my story then you are saddly mistaken. Like i would leave it like that? you need to read more romance novels and watch more chick flicks if you think i would do that! no there will be more so please keep checking for updates. saddly,however, school starts tomarrow for me and it will be difficult to update as much as i have this summer. i will try. i hoped you liked this chapter and please review!