A/N: Sorry it has been so long! Well, here is chapter 17, R/R!!!
Disclaimer: The usual. I don't have to repeat myself do I?
Chapter 17: Whirligig of Fun
The old portrait said, "The Heir and Heiress are none other than Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger."
Professor Dumbledore merely smiled.
***meanwhile, outside***
"Hermione," Draco began. Suddenly we were engulfed in lights of blue and silver. When the blinding lights died down, Draco's robes were now silver tinted with navy blue with a navy blue phoenix emblazoned over his heart. My robes had changed as well-they were now navy blue tinted with silver and a silver phoenix was emblazoned over my heart.
"What were you saying?" I asked him.
He smirked, "Only that-well, never mind, it's not that important. I think we need to go up to Phoenix House."
I nodded in agreement, "Okay, you're probably right."
He scoffed, "Of course I'm right, I'm a Malfoy."
I smirked, "And your point is.?"
He chuckled, "Shut up, Hermione. You confuse me."
"Is that a good thing?" I asked softly.
"I'll have to get back to you on that," he said.
"Oh. Well, I bet that you confuse me more than I confuse you!"
"Not possible," Draco said jokingly.
I rolled my eyes, "Shut up Malfoy!"
"Oh so it's Malfoy now, eh? I see how it is!"
I reached out a hand and lightly smacked him-or tried to. He caught my wrist, stopping me. "Come on Draco, we've got to get to the portrait!"
"We don't *have* to. We should probably find Blaise and Ginny first and then go talk to Professor Dumbledore."
He was right, but I didn't feel like admitting it-even if I *am* in love with him. "Okay, but seeing as you're holding onto my wrist, I can't exactly just start walking." 'Not that I mind,' I added mentally
He moved his hand down a few inches so he was holding my hand. He bowed low and kissed my hand softly. When he straightened up, I was speechless and shocked. He smiled and softly said, "Lead the way, my lady."
I started walking to the library, knowing that Blaise and Ginny would probably be there. It took me a few steps before I realized what he had said. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Oof!" Draco ran right into me, putting his arms around my waist to keep me from falling. As soon as he let go- unfortunately for me, I rather liked having his arms around me-I spun around to face him. His expression was unreadable. "What did you say?" I asked him softly.
He raised an eyebrow, "Oof.why?"
"No, before that."
"Oh," he said, "I believe I said 'Lead the way my lady.'"
So he *had* said that then. Did he maybe remember? Or was it just coincidence? It had been almost twelve years ago after all.
"Why?" he asked me.
I paused, unsure of exactly what to say, "You remember? That day in the Muggle candy shop? With the sugar quill? It *was* almost twelve years ago.I didn't think you would have remembered."
He was silent for a moment, and I dared to look up at him. A smile graced his beautiful face and his eyes were almost mystical looking. His gray eyes locked with my brown ones, and I felt like he could see my soul. He leaned in so that our faces were hardly an inch apart. "Of course I remembered," he said softly. His right hand cupped my cheek as he leaned in, our lips coming closer. He stopped when our lips were less than a centimeter apart; his gray eyes met mine, looking for a sign to stop.
A low voice shattered our "moment." It was low, cold, and fury lined every word, "Get. The. Hell. Away. From. Her. Ferret!" I recognized the voice immediately-it was Ron. He must have come via floo powder because the students weren't due for another week. Draco pulled back, letting his hand fall back to his side. His eyes locked with mine. They clearly asked, "Can I beat him to a bloody pulp?" Or maybe it was just me, I don't know.
I let out a small sigh and turned to face Ron. Harry stood behind him. "Hello Ron."
"Don't you bloody 'Hello Ron' me! What in the hell made you fall for Malfoy?!!!" he asked, his face contorted with fury. He said Malfoy like it was something disgusting and vile, like it was so evil that it would be banished from the heart of Hell itself.
I merely returned his deadly glare with a calm one of my own. "Don't you look at me like that! You're not better than that-that rotten piece of shit standing behind you!"
Harry was on the brink of punching his best friend, I was about to hex him into oblivion, I didn't even want to look at Draco; not wanting to see what I knew was probably a very murderous glare. A voice roared, "RONALD ARTHUR WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU!" It was none other than Ginny-a very, very furiously pissed off Ginny. Blaise was holding her hand, looking pretty mad himself. "IF MUM KNEW YOU WERE INSULTING HERMIONE, SHE'D SEND YOU A HOWLER SO DAMN LOUD YOU'D BE BLOWN TO AMERICA," she paused for a breath, "AND GOOD RIDDANCE!!!"
Ron's jaw was on the floor, although whether it was because of Ginny's outburst or because of the fact that she was holding Blaise's hand was anybody's guess. When he spoke, his voice was back to normal volume, "Ginny, *Hermione likes Malfoy!*"
Harry broke in, "Big deal! Ginny likes Blaise and your not yelling at her!"
That shut him up. But just because he shut up didn't mean I was going to forgive him. Not after what he said. I spoke up, "Thanks Ginny, Harry."
"Sure Mione, he wasn't supposed to read *my* letter from Ginny in the first place," Harry said.
"You're welcome," Ginny said as Ron stormed off, "and in case you haven't guessed-"
"We are going out," Blaise cut in.
"I'm happy for you two, but I'll see you later," I said. As soon as I was around the corner I ran to my rooms. What Draco had said and almost done had made me very confused, so I decided to finish reading that book.
***back to Harry, Draco, Ginny, and Blaise***
(DM'S POV)
I watched her go, "Thanks you two," I said to Blaise and Ginny. I turned to Harry, "Thanks Pot-er, I mean, Harry."
He grinned and stuck his hand out, "You're welcome Draco." I shook his hand and left those three to talk. I headed to the library, hoping Hermione would be there. Unfortunately, she wasn't.
After a thorough check of the library, I was just leaving when Blaise and Ginny walked in. Blaise pointed to my robes, "So are you and Hermione the Heir and Heiress?"
"Yes," I replied and asked Ginny, "What is the password to Hermione's rooms?"
She thought for a moment, "It was sugar quills. I don't know if she changed it or not."
"Thanks," I said, and hurried out of the library.
I slowed down when I got closer, wondering what to say when I walked into her rooms. I decided to just play it by ear. I walked up to the portrait. The young lady smiled, "Hello dear. Miss Granger looked quite upset. Password?"
"Sugar quills," I said.
The portrait opened and I stepped in. Hermione was sitting in a comfortable looking chair, reading the book about Slytherins. Silent tears fell down her face. To anyone that hadn't heard the outburst, it would look like she was crying because of the book, not because her best friend had just totally insulted her.
"Hermione," I whispered. She looked up, startled. "Interesting password."
She managed a weak smile, "I thought so. But what are you doing here?"
Well, what *was* I doing here? I couldn't just say 'I'm in love with you and-' What?!!! Did I just think that? While I was in shock with the realization that I was in love with Hermione Granger, I managed to say, "I just wanted to make sure you're okay after what Ron said."
"Well I'm fine," she said.
I raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?"
"I'm just peachy! Now, will you please just leave me alone?"
"I just thought that seeing as I made matters worse I would, apologize." Mentally I added, 'and of course there is the little fact that I am crazy about you, but look what just happened when I tried to act on it.' I managed to look at her. Her jaw was hanging open in disbelief. There was only one reason for that, "Oh shit, did I just say that out loud?"
She managed to close her mouth and nod. I sighed and looked away from her, running a hand through my hair. After a minute of silence, I said, "Well it's true. I guess I'll just be going now." I turned to look at her, intending on gauging her reaction. She was only a few inches away. It was like a slow-moving dream as she gently placed a hand on my shoulder and softly pressed her lips to mine. It was a gentle, brief kiss, but there was passion in it. She turned away from me and I left, too stunned to speak, and headed to my rooms.
~The ice cracked. ~
A/N: Sorry if you all thought that was cheesy! I'm not that great at writing fluff. Okay, well please review! Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon, but I'm not sure I have lots of schoolwork to do. I don't like homework.or projects.
Disclaimer: The usual. I don't have to repeat myself do I?
Chapter 17: Whirligig of Fun
The old portrait said, "The Heir and Heiress are none other than Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger."
Professor Dumbledore merely smiled.
***meanwhile, outside***
"Hermione," Draco began. Suddenly we were engulfed in lights of blue and silver. When the blinding lights died down, Draco's robes were now silver tinted with navy blue with a navy blue phoenix emblazoned over his heart. My robes had changed as well-they were now navy blue tinted with silver and a silver phoenix was emblazoned over my heart.
"What were you saying?" I asked him.
He smirked, "Only that-well, never mind, it's not that important. I think we need to go up to Phoenix House."
I nodded in agreement, "Okay, you're probably right."
He scoffed, "Of course I'm right, I'm a Malfoy."
I smirked, "And your point is.?"
He chuckled, "Shut up, Hermione. You confuse me."
"Is that a good thing?" I asked softly.
"I'll have to get back to you on that," he said.
"Oh. Well, I bet that you confuse me more than I confuse you!"
"Not possible," Draco said jokingly.
I rolled my eyes, "Shut up Malfoy!"
"Oh so it's Malfoy now, eh? I see how it is!"
I reached out a hand and lightly smacked him-or tried to. He caught my wrist, stopping me. "Come on Draco, we've got to get to the portrait!"
"We don't *have* to. We should probably find Blaise and Ginny first and then go talk to Professor Dumbledore."
He was right, but I didn't feel like admitting it-even if I *am* in love with him. "Okay, but seeing as you're holding onto my wrist, I can't exactly just start walking." 'Not that I mind,' I added mentally
He moved his hand down a few inches so he was holding my hand. He bowed low and kissed my hand softly. When he straightened up, I was speechless and shocked. He smiled and softly said, "Lead the way, my lady."
I started walking to the library, knowing that Blaise and Ginny would probably be there. It took me a few steps before I realized what he had said. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Oof!" Draco ran right into me, putting his arms around my waist to keep me from falling. As soon as he let go- unfortunately for me, I rather liked having his arms around me-I spun around to face him. His expression was unreadable. "What did you say?" I asked him softly.
He raised an eyebrow, "Oof.why?"
"No, before that."
"Oh," he said, "I believe I said 'Lead the way my lady.'"
So he *had* said that then. Did he maybe remember? Or was it just coincidence? It had been almost twelve years ago after all.
"Why?" he asked me.
I paused, unsure of exactly what to say, "You remember? That day in the Muggle candy shop? With the sugar quill? It *was* almost twelve years ago.I didn't think you would have remembered."
He was silent for a moment, and I dared to look up at him. A smile graced his beautiful face and his eyes were almost mystical looking. His gray eyes locked with my brown ones, and I felt like he could see my soul. He leaned in so that our faces were hardly an inch apart. "Of course I remembered," he said softly. His right hand cupped my cheek as he leaned in, our lips coming closer. He stopped when our lips were less than a centimeter apart; his gray eyes met mine, looking for a sign to stop.
A low voice shattered our "moment." It was low, cold, and fury lined every word, "Get. The. Hell. Away. From. Her. Ferret!" I recognized the voice immediately-it was Ron. He must have come via floo powder because the students weren't due for another week. Draco pulled back, letting his hand fall back to his side. His eyes locked with mine. They clearly asked, "Can I beat him to a bloody pulp?" Or maybe it was just me, I don't know.
I let out a small sigh and turned to face Ron. Harry stood behind him. "Hello Ron."
"Don't you bloody 'Hello Ron' me! What in the hell made you fall for Malfoy?!!!" he asked, his face contorted with fury. He said Malfoy like it was something disgusting and vile, like it was so evil that it would be banished from the heart of Hell itself.
I merely returned his deadly glare with a calm one of my own. "Don't you look at me like that! You're not better than that-that rotten piece of shit standing behind you!"
Harry was on the brink of punching his best friend, I was about to hex him into oblivion, I didn't even want to look at Draco; not wanting to see what I knew was probably a very murderous glare. A voice roared, "RONALD ARTHUR WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU!" It was none other than Ginny-a very, very furiously pissed off Ginny. Blaise was holding her hand, looking pretty mad himself. "IF MUM KNEW YOU WERE INSULTING HERMIONE, SHE'D SEND YOU A HOWLER SO DAMN LOUD YOU'D BE BLOWN TO AMERICA," she paused for a breath, "AND GOOD RIDDANCE!!!"
Ron's jaw was on the floor, although whether it was because of Ginny's outburst or because of the fact that she was holding Blaise's hand was anybody's guess. When he spoke, his voice was back to normal volume, "Ginny, *Hermione likes Malfoy!*"
Harry broke in, "Big deal! Ginny likes Blaise and your not yelling at her!"
That shut him up. But just because he shut up didn't mean I was going to forgive him. Not after what he said. I spoke up, "Thanks Ginny, Harry."
"Sure Mione, he wasn't supposed to read *my* letter from Ginny in the first place," Harry said.
"You're welcome," Ginny said as Ron stormed off, "and in case you haven't guessed-"
"We are going out," Blaise cut in.
"I'm happy for you two, but I'll see you later," I said. As soon as I was around the corner I ran to my rooms. What Draco had said and almost done had made me very confused, so I decided to finish reading that book.
***back to Harry, Draco, Ginny, and Blaise***
(DM'S POV)
I watched her go, "Thanks you two," I said to Blaise and Ginny. I turned to Harry, "Thanks Pot-er, I mean, Harry."
He grinned and stuck his hand out, "You're welcome Draco." I shook his hand and left those three to talk. I headed to the library, hoping Hermione would be there. Unfortunately, she wasn't.
After a thorough check of the library, I was just leaving when Blaise and Ginny walked in. Blaise pointed to my robes, "So are you and Hermione the Heir and Heiress?"
"Yes," I replied and asked Ginny, "What is the password to Hermione's rooms?"
She thought for a moment, "It was sugar quills. I don't know if she changed it or not."
"Thanks," I said, and hurried out of the library.
I slowed down when I got closer, wondering what to say when I walked into her rooms. I decided to just play it by ear. I walked up to the portrait. The young lady smiled, "Hello dear. Miss Granger looked quite upset. Password?"
"Sugar quills," I said.
The portrait opened and I stepped in. Hermione was sitting in a comfortable looking chair, reading the book about Slytherins. Silent tears fell down her face. To anyone that hadn't heard the outburst, it would look like she was crying because of the book, not because her best friend had just totally insulted her.
"Hermione," I whispered. She looked up, startled. "Interesting password."
She managed a weak smile, "I thought so. But what are you doing here?"
Well, what *was* I doing here? I couldn't just say 'I'm in love with you and-' What?!!! Did I just think that? While I was in shock with the realization that I was in love with Hermione Granger, I managed to say, "I just wanted to make sure you're okay after what Ron said."
"Well I'm fine," she said.
I raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?"
"I'm just peachy! Now, will you please just leave me alone?"
"I just thought that seeing as I made matters worse I would, apologize." Mentally I added, 'and of course there is the little fact that I am crazy about you, but look what just happened when I tried to act on it.' I managed to look at her. Her jaw was hanging open in disbelief. There was only one reason for that, "Oh shit, did I just say that out loud?"
She managed to close her mouth and nod. I sighed and looked away from her, running a hand through my hair. After a minute of silence, I said, "Well it's true. I guess I'll just be going now." I turned to look at her, intending on gauging her reaction. She was only a few inches away. It was like a slow-moving dream as she gently placed a hand on my shoulder and softly pressed her lips to mine. It was a gentle, brief kiss, but there was passion in it. She turned away from me and I left, too stunned to speak, and headed to my rooms.
~The ice cracked. ~
A/N: Sorry if you all thought that was cheesy! I'm not that great at writing fluff. Okay, well please review! Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon, but I'm not sure I have lots of schoolwork to do. I don't like homework.or projects.