~Author's Note~
Sorry it's been so long, but here is the next chapter…
Ch6: Feelings
The next few days were hell to both Hermione and Draco. Coming up with lessons for everyday was not only hard, but it drained the energy out of all of the students involved. Soon it was Friday, the last day before the weekend.
Hermione sighed as she watched her students work together to come up with suitable ideas for writing the report. Their assignment was to write the assignment as if they were present at the time. They would describe each even t in detail, then the next week would share it with their group mates. It was an assignment that Hermione herself would have liked to do. And she was very surprised that Draco had shown interest in what she was planning. Silently, she remembered their conversation…
"Draco," Hermione said, as she sat engulfed in the syllabus of what she was supposed to teach her students,
"I think I've had a break through."
"Yeah," was all he said, she could see his face, for his back was towards her, but she assumed he was interested.
"I could have the students act out what happened in these times. I mean, I wouldn't want to just sit there and take notes, so why not have them prepare for two weeks, then on the third act it out?" She said, and waited for Draco's approval or disgust.
"That's actually a good idea," he said, surprising Hermione. She had not expected him to like her idea so quickly,
"And I agree, learning from professor Binns is the most bloody boring way of learning, by acting it out, the students could actually learn something."…
Hermione mused with pride that Draco, of all people, liked her idea. She also remembered the pride and amusement she had heard in Draco's voice. What does he think of me? She wondered, she knew he liked her, if not as a friend, then as a fellow student and teacher in this project. She knew he respected her mind, but how did he feel about her? The real Hermione?
Her own feelings for him were clear, at least to her they were clear. She was attracted to him. Always had been, ever since that first day on the bloody train. And she would have befriended him, if he had not been so incredibly rude to her. Then, in their second year, when he called her mudblood, she thought she would die. Here, the very person she had a crush on called her "dirty-blood"! After that, her feelings were confusing, even to herself. She hated him, but found him irresistible. She loathed him, yet found him sexy. Now, he was actually seeing her as a person and was attracted to her, she knew that over all these years, she had never stopped being attracted to him.
Physically, yes physical lust had always been apart of it. Now it was two-sided…It's like an itch, she mused, if I could only scratch it…
Her thoughts were interrupted by a student calling her name. Shaking off the remained of her thoughts, she walked towards the student and continued her duties.
Draco stood, watching his students complete their potions. No wonder Professor Snape gets so impatient! Not one of these bloody students can complete a proper potion! Well, one of them can… He mused as he looked over a girl who had successfully completed the potion for the second time. Just like Hermione… he mused.
As his thoughts traveled towards his partner, he wondered what she was thinking. I know she physically likes me, and I'm an idiot for not even noticing before…I was just so caught up in what my father was trying to instill in me that I missed her feelings towards me…
He remembered the first time he saw her, sitting there on the Hogwart's Express, looking so smug and sure of herself. He was attracted to her instantaneously, but knew that she was a mudblood, his father had made sure he knew. So, naturally he had treated her with remorse even when he wondered what she was wearing underneath her school robes. He thought she hated him, he hated himself. But when he had discovered that she was as much attracted to him as he was to her, but almost wept for joy.
The question is, what am I going to do about her? His thoughts were interrupted by the bell that meant class was out. He waited for all the students to file out before he sat down at his normal desk. It wasn't long before the Gryffindors walked in, followed by the Slytherins. Hermione, contrary to her norm, came in last. Draco watched her walk in, he had been waiting, and suddenly knew what he was going to do.