Title: Summer Seventh Heaven (4/?)
Author Name: Lisa Turpin
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Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: The 'Harry Potter & World' belongs to the great creator, J K Rowling!
Author's Note: Thanks all my lovely reviewers! I have 38 reviews already! I love you ALL! Sorry I haven't written in ages! I stole the last line from Star Wars: Episode II: Attack of the Clones. The song is © Mandy Moore – "I wanna be with you". I was listening to it and the chapter popped into my head. Do you think it fits?
Dedicated: My reviewers.
CHAPTER FOUR: Drawing to an End
Hermione stood nervously nest to Draco. What was she doing here with him? He had just seen her naked! But she was glad she had come. The Ballroom had been decorated ravishingly, crystal chandeliers hung from the ceilings, ice sculptures were dotted around, faeries flitted to and fro and pearls and diamonds hung off the walls. It was if you had entered a treasured cave. This is what Aladdin must have felt, thought Hermione.
"Even I'm impressed, the Malfoy's go out of their way every year for their annual Christmas party," came Draco's voice smugly.
"Shut up, Draco. I'm only here because you asked me to as we're head boy and girl."
"You wanted to come with me!"
"As if, if I had the choice!" Hermione smiled underneath her words. She was warming up to Draco. It was weird to call him on a first-name basis.
"Whatever. Do you want to dance?"
"No. Not yet. I'm going to get a drink."
Draco sighed frustrated and stomped after Hermione towards the drink's table. Stupid girl! Who was she to reject a Malfoy?
"Here you go, Draco," Hermione said, handing Draco a glass of red wine. It wasn't so bad being in his company; he was quite amusing when he was frustrated as he sulked like a young child. It amused Hermione to no end.
She happily sipped her wine basking and revelling in the glory of the room and the privilege of becoming Head Girl and the perks that came with it. Dumbledore was obviously trying to improve inter-house relationships too and Hermione hoped he would be proud, as he had done a great job with her and Draco so far. But, deep down, Hermione was regretting returning back to Hogwarts not only because she would be leaving this wonderful place but also she would have to hide her newfound friendship with Draco and Harry and Ron would not be best pleased with her.
Draco's voice broke into her thoughts, "Would you like to dance now?"
Hermione smiled, set her glass down and placed her hand in Draco's. He drew her to the dance floor and easily as if a jigsaw puzzle, she melded into his body, her arm around his neck and his arms encircled her waist. Hermione inhaled his male scent mixed in with a strong scent of fabric conditioner and sighed blissfully. When had she come to enjoy Draco Malfoy's company? They swayed gently to the music both lost in their own world filled with what tomorrow will bring...
"I try but I can't seem to get myself to think
Of anything but you
Your breath on my face
Your warm gentle kiss
I taste the truth
I taste the truth
You know what I came here for
So, I wont ask for more
I wanna be with you
If only for a night
To be the one who's in your arms
To hold you tight
Wanna be with you
There's nothing more to sayThere's nothing else I want more
Then to feel this way
I wanna be with you (yeah)
So, I hold this like night
Like if you were mine to hold
Forever more
And... I'll say
That I wanted so much to feel before (To feel before)
How beautiful it is just to be like this"
"It's our last day here you know. We should enjoy it," Draco mumbled into her hair.
"I know," Hermione whispered. But inside, she was already starting to miss Draco because things just wouldn't be the same once they got back to school. "Hey, Draco. I'm having a lovely time here but since time is short and you know that things are going to change once we're back at school. Should we spend the last few hours together?"
"Sure. What did you have in mind?"
"I'm not sure, either we go for a walk around the hotel and gardens or go up to either my room or yours."
"I like the room idea," Draco lifted his head and grinned at her.
"I think we should stick with the garden idea then!" Hermione laughed. Taking his hand, she dragged him out the room. It was odd, here Hermione and Draco were holding hands like a couple and suddenly the idea stuck to Hermione that in fact it wasn't such a bad idea. In fact, she thought, she would be more hurt if they weren't together.
Hermione stopped once they reached into the hotel's gardens filled with rosebushes, faeries and twinkling lights above which hung the dark sky illuminated by a bright, silver moon and scattered stars.
"I'll miss you, Draco," Hermione instantly regretted her words. Was she asking to be laughed at?
Draco caressed her cheek and kissed away a gentle tear that had fallen on Hermione's pale, lily face. She was a pretty thing and it was amazing that she was not dating Wonder Boy, and the Weasel stood no chance. Yet in fact, Hermione was standing here crying because she missed him, Draco Malfoy. When had everything changed? What happened to them hating each other? It was going to be a difficult road ahead as he had to deal with his father and she had to deal with her friends.
"What should we do?" Hermione whispered.
"We could keep it a secret?"
"Our relationship or friendship?" Hermione asked puzzled.
"Both."
"I couldn't do that. Could you? A life we couldn't keep even if we wanted to. Someone would soon find out. I couldn't do that. Could you? Could you live like that?"
"I guess not..."
Shaking, Hermione asked again, "What should we do?"
"Pretend this never happened."
"Is that what you want?"
"No."
"I'm glad but I agree, let's pretend this never happened once we're back at school."
Hermione looked up at him with tears hanging from her lashes. Her innocence and trust was amazing. How had she ever managed to pull faith in him? Filled with sadness and regret of what was to come, Draco bent down to kiss Hermione for the last time sealing their promise.
Author's Note I have a few bunnies hopping in my head right now for the story but I have not had a time to write them down as I have so much coursework to do for school. I'm 15. As my reader, do you have any other ideas or things you want to happen in the story? I'd be very grateful and who knows you're idea might appear later in the story? Doesn't it feel good to know you helped with the story?