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belongs to J. K. Rowling. Everything unfamiliar is mine. 7/23
A/N: '' - Basically means that the character is thinking
"" - Basically means that the character is speaking
This is the continuation to "Models".
R&R
Title: Last Chance
Chapter2: Krum's Mansion
Draco and Hermione arrived at a station near a lake. Hermione was to meet Viktor Krum near the ticket booth, but the Knight Bus arrived earlier than the scheduled time. Hermione was freezing. She knew that it would still be cold even if it were summer in that place. On the way she and Draco stopped by a store to buy some furs for their stay there. Although she wore some nice fur around her, she still felt the cold air against her skin.
"I told you to buy the other coat." Draco noticed that she was shaking.
"I'm fine. I just need time to adjust to the temperature." She admired Draco's confident stance. They both wore matching coats made from the same material but he didn't seem to mind the temperature. She breathed at her hands and then rubbed them to produce heat and to circulate her blood. Draco took charge of their baggage as they searched for a bench to park.
"I still think that you should've bought the other coat." Draco looked her over and was getting worried. 'Where's that Viktor Krum?'
"I'll live." 'I'm glad Draco joined me on this trip.' She looked at him grateful for the concern he has shown toward her. "Stop looking so worried."
He shook his head and said, "I can't help it." He then started opening his coat.
"What are you doing? It's freezing!"
"I can see that." He took off his coat and handed it over to Hermione.
Hermione shook her head. "I told you I'm fine. Keep it or we'll both freeze to death."
"I told you before that I'm used to climates similar to this."
"I'm starting to believe you, but I still won't accept that."
"Fine." He swung his coat back on. "Let me at least buy you a drink." He looked around for a stall that could offer hot coffee. Luckily, almost every stall nearby sold some. "Stay here while I get you some."
Hermione didn't argue anymore. She wanted something hot to warm her. She resumed rubbing her hands together while keeping watch of their bags.
"Hermy-own-ninny?"
She turned around and saw Viktor Krum smiling at her. "Hey Viktor."
"I'm glad that you made it this time."
"Me too." She saw a little hint of hesitation and disappointment in his eyes.
"Shall we go?" He started picking up the bags.
"Uh, somebody joined me. . . ." She wasn't able to finish her words. She started falling.
Draco was coming back to Hermione with 2 cups on his hands when he saw her starting to fall. He threw the cups and ran towards her to catch her. "Ugh!" Draco caught her by her arms. He fixed his grip on her and shook her lightly. "Hermione?" She stirred but Draco didn't ease his hold. Instead, he put his right arm underneath her legs while he used his other hand as a support for her head. He turned and faced Viktor. "What the hell happened?"
"Huh?" Victor was still shocked, that he didn't mind Draco's tone. When he got some of his senses back, "What are you doing here?" He admitted he was disappointed that Hermione changed from their last meeting (which was on her 4th yr.) but he got more frustrated to find Draco with her. 'She's really changed then.'
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Hermione woke up on a soft bed. She felt the warmth surrounding the room she was in. She scanned every inch and didn't recognize anything. 'I must be in Viktor's home by now.' She felt dizzy and didn't even try to stand. She was disappointed that there was nobody in the room to comfort her. 'If only Harry was here.'
'Harry?'
'Stop thinking about him!' "Stop it!" She didn't realize that she said the last words aloud.
"Stop what Hermione?" Draco's head appeared from the door.
"Draco?" She was still sleepy and her head was pounding so nothing made sense with her.
Draco took it as an invitation to go inside. He walked slowly towards her bed. "Are you alright now?"
Hermione gave him a weak smile. "What happened? Where am I? How did I end up here?"
Draco returned a warm smile for her. "Careful, I'm starting to think that you're ok now."
"So aren't you going to answer any of my questions?"
"You fainted at the station."
"I did? I recall that you went to buy some drinks and then Viktor came and." Her face flushed. "Oh my gosh! I fainted in front of Viktor! How embarrassing!"
"Don't worry, he didn't think ill of it."
Hermione nodded. "So this is Viktor's?"
"Yeah."
"Wow! From the looks of this room I can tell that he's got a big mansion."
"Maybe, I'm not surprise that he could own this place." He was a bit irritated at her praise for the mansion. "You should come to the manor sometime. It's bigger."
Hermione raised an eyebrow and smiled teasingly. "I'll hold you to that." 'He's jealous.'
"Are you hungry?" He wanted to change the topic. "I'll go get some soup to warm you."
"Don't bother."
"You need to eat."
"I just want to take a rest for a while."
"Ok. Is it ok if I stay here to watch over you?"
"You'll only get bored."
"I need some time to rest myself."
"Fine."
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"What the." Arabelle peeked inside the room and saw someone dangerously close to Hermione. This someone did not have raven black hair that Harry had. "What the hell are you doing here!?!"
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After some time they both fell asleep. Draco draped himself on one of the sofas near the bed. He began dreaming. He was tied up in a chair. The room he was in looked strangely familiar. He tried calling for help but no one would come. He stared at the door thinking of a way to escape. Then he heard a ghastly voice echoing from outside the room. "Where is the boy?"
Somehow he realized that the boy was him. He desperately tried to free himself but it was to no avail. He then heard steps coming closer towards the door. He panicked not knowing what to do. Then the door suddenly opened. He didn't want to look so he closed his eyes. When nothing seemed to happen, he slowly opened his eyes and saw a shining bright light coming from the door. When his eyes focused he saw Hermione. The uneasiness he felt before suddenly disappeared. He started to stand up and to his surprise he was not bound to the chair. He then started towards her thankful for her presence. When they were face to face he heard strange moans. He blinked his eyes and suddenly realized that he was awake and the strange noises were coming from Hermione.
He quickly got off the couch and went to her side. He put his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature. 'Blast! She's got a fever.' He went to the bathroom and took out a basin. He put lukewarm water in it. He got some towels as well. He got back to Hermione's side. He put the cloth into the water and started to bathe her face. 'She's got perfect lips.' He gently put another cloth on her forehead. 'She smells like Lilacs.' He started bathing her arms. 'She's so soft.' Hermione started to stir. Draco stepped back and examined her.
Somehow, he got entranced by her lips. He leaned towards her watching every movement that her lips did. He leaned a little bit more until he could smell her fragrance. Once he did he felt a strong urge to kiss her. He knew it wasn't right but it seemed impossible for him to look back now. He slowly closed the distance. His first kisses were smacks on her cheeks and on her lips. When he got the courage he started nibbling her upper lip. He heard her soft moan. He wanted to stop but he couldn't he started deepening the kiss. He felt her lips open in accordance. He boldly pushed his tongue in her mouth obsessed on tasting her. Her moans suddenly become louder.
"Harry." (As I've said earlier Hermione wasn't feeling well. She just called out Harry's name because she still thinks that he was still her boyfriend.)
Draco stopped in an instant. 'Harry!?! She was dreaming of Harry!?!' He was angry but more hurt.
Hermione opened her eyes not knowing that she said anything. She opened her eyes annoyed because the sensation she was feeling suddenly stopped. She looked around to see the cause and saw Draco was beside her bed. She started to understand the sensation that she felt. "Draco."
"I'm sorry Hermione. I. I have to go somewhere." Draco started backing out of her reach.
"No, wait." She pleaded. She didn't know whether this was a dream or reality so she didn't give a damn at her actions.
Draco stopped in his steps hopeful.
"Draco, please."
Draco turned and faced her. It looked as if she was in pain. "Are you alright?"
"Come here." She pleaded.
Draco walked cautiously towards her bed.
When he reached her side she asked him, "Come closer."
Draco sat beside her obediently.
Hermione pulled him closer until they were face to face.
"Hermione I don't think."
"That's right don't think." She met his lips and started tasting him. When she felt no resistance she wrapped her hands at his neck to pull him closer. He felt hot to her. In her state, she welcomed all the heat that she could get.
Draco didn't want it to end. His tongue touched her lips so that he can taste her fully. 'Go slow, she's sick you know.' When their tongues started playing together he started to sweat as he controlled himself not to take anything she wasn't willing to give.
Hermione on the other hand couldn't contain the pleasure that she was feeling. She could hear noises but she didn't realize that it was coming from her. She wanted him to touch her and keep her warm and decided to make him. When his lips started teasing her, her mind lost all control. All she could do now was feel. Then, everything went blank.
Draco was having a hard time controlling himself and decided that maybe if he left her mouth he could stop. He moved his lips down her neck and started nibbling at it. When he realized that Hermione had stopped reacting, he stopped. He relaxed his breathing and started to pull away but her arms were still locked around his neck. He stared down to her face. Hermione was asleep with a little smile on her cheek. He felt pleased. Now he had other problem to attend to, like getting away from her hold without disturbing her.
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"What the hell are you doing here!?!" Arabelle came rushing into the room.
Draco turned his head to look at the intruder who caught them in a compromising position.
"Malfoy!?! What do you think you're doing here? Get away from her!" Arabelle was getting more and more agitated. She knew that Hermione and Harry were supposed to be a couple. She didn't know that they technically broke up.
"I can't." Draco was irritated as well. She ruined the feeling.
"What do you mean you can't? It's easy, here let me help you!" Arabelle rushed towards the bed and started to pull him away from Hermione.
"Arabelle?" Hermione opened her eyes because of all the noise. She recognized her face immediately. She released her grip on Draco.
"Hermione dearest, are you alright?" He pushed Draco aside and sat beside Hermione. "I heard that you got sick on your way here."
"I'm feeling better now," she looked at Draco before adding, "Thanks to Draco."
Arabelle started to point out what she just saw and decided it was not good to humiliate a sick person. All she did was give him the eye. "Did any healer come to take care of you yet?"
Hermione looked at Draco for the answer. She was unconscious most of the time.
"No one yet. Viktor said that his healer went on a vacation and most of the healers here are contracted to be with the Quidditch players. So, he can't find someone who's available at the moment." Draco answered.
Arabelle gave him a dirty look. "Dear, is there anything I can do for you? I can owl Harry or your parents."
"NO!" Hermione interrupted her.
"Mr. Malfoy, would you leave the room for a while?" She wasn't really asking but commanding.
"It's alright, he knows everything."
"Hermione I just want you to be aware of what these kinds of people are capable of doing."
"Don't worry, I trust him." Draco smiled as he heard her say these words.
"That's what bothers me. Their kind is not supposed to be trusted."
"He's an exception." She argued.
"Hermione, I know what he is thinking about. I've been on your shoes."
"What do you mean?"
"I was a Gryffindor student. As always, Slytherins and Gryffindors were at each other's throats. I was a Prefect when this person entered Hogwarts late in the year, he got into Slytherin house. We got to know each other better, we spent time together, and we talked. We did everything friends do together. There was even a time when I thought that he would be the 1st one to leave Slytherin to join me in Gryffindor. He said all the right words."
"Draco wouldn't trade houses."
'Wanna bet? Just say the words.' Draco was forgotten by the 2. He was intent on hearing what Hermione thought of him.
"See, he didn't even get that far yet. I don't want to see you get hurt."
"I appreciate your concern, but Draco has changed. I trust him just because he is here with me right now."
"That maybe just a coincidence."
"It wasn't. He ended up here with me because he cared enough. I can't say the same thing for Harry and Ron."
"Speaking of which, why are you here and alone?"
"Viktor invited me and I thought that I would accept it. And for the record, I'm not here on my own. I've got Draco with me and I'm glad that he's here."
"That's just the fever talking." Arabelle placed her hand on her forehead to measure if she's burning hot.
Hermione pursed her lips annoyed that she wasn't taken seriously.
"Tell me then why is it that Malfoy is here instead of your true friends? I mean, last time I remember you loathed Malfoy."
Hermione sighed. She trusted Arabelle for the things she did for her on her 5th year. "My parents don't want me to come back to Hogwarts because of an article about Voldemort attacking a muggle-born witch. They said my life would be in danger if I returned. I told them Professor Dumbledore would be there to protect us all. They didn't like the odds of having only 1 protector. I said Harry lived from all of his encounters with him. All they said was that I should stop my relationship with him."
Arabelle felt bad for her. She wanted to argue with her parents, but she knew that she was out of line. Parents are supposed to know what's good for their children.
'FUCK! She broke up with Potter!?!' Draco was feeling ecstatic.
"I suppose, Harry didn't like the news?" Arabelle softened her voice.
"Worse, he hasn't even owled me since."
Arabelle put her arms around her enveloping her in a hug.
"Ron didn't owl me either. It's as if he wasn't concerned at all. I won't be graduating with them!"
"Maybe he didn't get the letter?" Arabelle offered.
"There were no signs of interception on my owl. And I know that he got it. Ginny passed the news to Draco."
Draco suddenly felt guilty. This was a time when she needed her closest friends and not him. He silently left the room. He couldn't bear to listen any more.
"Don't get me wrong, I feel lucky that Ginny was sneaky and passed it to Draco because I don't know what I would've done without him."
Arabelle felt like she understood her. She cast a spell to calm her enough so that she can go back to sleep. Arabelle now had another task at hand. She searched Krum's mansion high and low to find Draco. She was surprised to find him in a tower looking at the distance. "Malfoy?"
Draco turned to see who the intruder was.
"We need to talk."
Draco stood up and dusted himself. "Are you going to lecture me again?"
"No, now, I'm threatening you." Her eyes were serious and vicious.
Draco didn't back down. 'Great, why do I always end up getting at the wrong side of the people closest to Hermione?'
"I want you to know that if I ever find out that you harmed her in any way, I swear I will hunt you down. I will make sure that you are not given a choice whether to follow your father's path or not. When I'm done with you, you will want to have suffered the same fate as your mother instead."
"I don't know what your problem is. Your story is different from Hermione's. This time, I'm the one who cares/likes her and she's the one who doesn't want me! She's not the one who's going to get hurt! She won't make the mistake that you made!"
"Those are such beautiful words, if only they were true."
"Whatever! I don't give a damn what you think! Why do I have to prove something to you when you've already closed your mind?!" Draco crossed the room and left her standing.
'I wish for Hermione's sake that he's telling the truth. He seems to mean a lot more to her than he thinks. He's the only one that hasn't hurt her and I'm afraid that if he does, it could bring about irreparable damage.'
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One week passed, Hermione was back to her normal self again. She had already watched Viktor in one of his practice games and she couldn't help but compare his skill against Harry's. In her opinion they were of equal footing. She joined Draco and Arabelle during meal times. Viktor had avoided eating with them. Arabelle cheered her up by giving her lessons in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Whenever she was alone, Draco would tease her and talk to her about stuff that they take for granted.
All this time, Hermione was still waiting for owls from Harry and Ron. She however learned to accept it when she didn't receive any word from them. Draco, during their spare time, taught Hermione some techniques in flying. Hermione was fond of the attention she was getting, but she also missed the attention that she wanted the most. She missed her parents. She never received any owl from them either. She was scared of going back to them after this vacation. She was risking her chances of ever going back to Hogwarts.
Something unexpected happened. An owl came fluttering toward Hermione and Draco in the pitch as they were watching Viktor practice.
"Is that yours?" Hermione didn't recognize the owl.
Draco on the other hand recognized it and trembled. 'He's back.' He watched as the owl dropped the message. "Uh, I have to."
"No problem." Hermione smiled reassuringly.
Draco read the letter as quickly as possible. When he finished reading it, he tore it to pieces. When he wasn't satisfied he drew his wand and cast a spell to burn the pieces. He looked back at Hermione who was watching eagerly at Viktor's every move. He felt a little ache in his chest. 'Hermione.' He headed back to her preparing what he's got to say.
"Who was it from?" She asked curiously. "You ok? You don't look so good. If you're not feeling well, I'll take care of you. It's the least thing that I can do."
"Uh, Hermione?"
"Yeah?"
"I have to go."
"Go where?"
"I have to go back to the Manor."
"Oh. Can I ask when, so I can pack my things as well?"
"You don't have to leave."
"I would be bored stiff here."
"Arabelle's here."
"I guess. When are you going?" She felt depressed at his departure. 'I'll try to make his remaining days here fun.'
"Right now actually. I just have to get my things first and leave."
"Now!?! Why so sudden? How're you going to leave?"
"Father will be responsible for that."
"He came back? Are you going to be ok? Do you have to go?"
"I wish I could stay but. nobody says 'no' to him."
"Then let me teach you."
"You don't understand. He doesn't give any choice." He turned and went inside the mansion leaving Hermione to her thoughts.
'He can't leave. He's the only one that makes this vacation remotely interesting. Besides, he needs my support. I don't think that he'd be all right with his father. If I had my way I'll take him away from there.'
Draco didn't bring a lot of things so packing his things didn't ask for a long time. He dragged his feet as he left the mansion. He scanned the skies and saw nothing different. He headed to Hermione who looked like sulking. "Hermione?"
Hermione turned her head. When she saw Draco's face she stood up.
"There are so many things I want to talk to you about." (Like the time when they met Arabelle in the mansion for the 1st time.)
Hermione didn't talk. She slammed herself to his body for a hug and whispered, "Be careful."
"Don't worry bout me. You take care of yourself. I won't be here to take care of you if you get sick again." Draco released her regretting the moment her body left his.
"How are you going to leave?"
"Someone's coming over to get me."
"How exactly, port key?"
"Sort of, he'll bring a portal here and disapparate immediately thereafter."
Hermione sighed, "I guess this is goodbye?"
"I thought I was going to see you next year?"
"I doubt my parents would change their minds."
"Don't worry. I'll be seeing you in Hogwarts this year."
"I doubt it."
"Just wait. Tell me when you're going back to your parent's house."
"I'll be taking the Knight Bus again."
"That'll be on Saturday, right?"
"Yeah."
Hermione hugged him again before a man in a dark cloak appeared in front of them.
"This is me."
Hermione nodded. She watched the man raise his cloak. Draco stepped into it and disappeared. The man then disapparated, leaving Hermione to herself.
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There was a man hiding in one of the trees. He was watching a girl in a bench looking so lonely. There was something in her that made him notice her. From where he came from, women would throw themselves at him. He was used to dating beautiful women but there was something in her that just stands out from others. He was famous but he didn't like it. When he saw the guy who was with her jump into a limousine he got up the courage to walk up to her to get to know her. Before he reached her something distracted him.
"Dale, you back so soon?" Viktor flew towards him.
"You seem disappointed, big brother."
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A/N: Sorry I don't know anything about accents and stuff! Thanks again to Toni!
A/N: '' - Basically means that the character is thinking
"" - Basically means that the character is speaking
This is the continuation to "Models".
R&R
Title: Last Chance
Chapter2: Krum's Mansion
Draco and Hermione arrived at a station near a lake. Hermione was to meet Viktor Krum near the ticket booth, but the Knight Bus arrived earlier than the scheduled time. Hermione was freezing. She knew that it would still be cold even if it were summer in that place. On the way she and Draco stopped by a store to buy some furs for their stay there. Although she wore some nice fur around her, she still felt the cold air against her skin.
"I told you to buy the other coat." Draco noticed that she was shaking.
"I'm fine. I just need time to adjust to the temperature." She admired Draco's confident stance. They both wore matching coats made from the same material but he didn't seem to mind the temperature. She breathed at her hands and then rubbed them to produce heat and to circulate her blood. Draco took charge of their baggage as they searched for a bench to park.
"I still think that you should've bought the other coat." Draco looked her over and was getting worried. 'Where's that Viktor Krum?'
"I'll live." 'I'm glad Draco joined me on this trip.' She looked at him grateful for the concern he has shown toward her. "Stop looking so worried."
He shook his head and said, "I can't help it." He then started opening his coat.
"What are you doing? It's freezing!"
"I can see that." He took off his coat and handed it over to Hermione.
Hermione shook her head. "I told you I'm fine. Keep it or we'll both freeze to death."
"I told you before that I'm used to climates similar to this."
"I'm starting to believe you, but I still won't accept that."
"Fine." He swung his coat back on. "Let me at least buy you a drink." He looked around for a stall that could offer hot coffee. Luckily, almost every stall nearby sold some. "Stay here while I get you some."
Hermione didn't argue anymore. She wanted something hot to warm her. She resumed rubbing her hands together while keeping watch of their bags.
"Hermy-own-ninny?"
She turned around and saw Viktor Krum smiling at her. "Hey Viktor."
"I'm glad that you made it this time."
"Me too." She saw a little hint of hesitation and disappointment in his eyes.
"Shall we go?" He started picking up the bags.
"Uh, somebody joined me. . . ." She wasn't able to finish her words. She started falling.
Draco was coming back to Hermione with 2 cups on his hands when he saw her starting to fall. He threw the cups and ran towards her to catch her. "Ugh!" Draco caught her by her arms. He fixed his grip on her and shook her lightly. "Hermione?" She stirred but Draco didn't ease his hold. Instead, he put his right arm underneath her legs while he used his other hand as a support for her head. He turned and faced Viktor. "What the hell happened?"
"Huh?" Victor was still shocked, that he didn't mind Draco's tone. When he got some of his senses back, "What are you doing here?" He admitted he was disappointed that Hermione changed from their last meeting (which was on her 4th yr.) but he got more frustrated to find Draco with her. 'She's really changed then.'
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Hermione woke up on a soft bed. She felt the warmth surrounding the room she was in. She scanned every inch and didn't recognize anything. 'I must be in Viktor's home by now.' She felt dizzy and didn't even try to stand. She was disappointed that there was nobody in the room to comfort her. 'If only Harry was here.'
'Harry?'
'Stop thinking about him!' "Stop it!" She didn't realize that she said the last words aloud.
"Stop what Hermione?" Draco's head appeared from the door.
"Draco?" She was still sleepy and her head was pounding so nothing made sense with her.
Draco took it as an invitation to go inside. He walked slowly towards her bed. "Are you alright now?"
Hermione gave him a weak smile. "What happened? Where am I? How did I end up here?"
Draco returned a warm smile for her. "Careful, I'm starting to think that you're ok now."
"So aren't you going to answer any of my questions?"
"You fainted at the station."
"I did? I recall that you went to buy some drinks and then Viktor came and." Her face flushed. "Oh my gosh! I fainted in front of Viktor! How embarrassing!"
"Don't worry, he didn't think ill of it."
Hermione nodded. "So this is Viktor's?"
"Yeah."
"Wow! From the looks of this room I can tell that he's got a big mansion."
"Maybe, I'm not surprise that he could own this place." He was a bit irritated at her praise for the mansion. "You should come to the manor sometime. It's bigger."
Hermione raised an eyebrow and smiled teasingly. "I'll hold you to that." 'He's jealous.'
"Are you hungry?" He wanted to change the topic. "I'll go get some soup to warm you."
"Don't bother."
"You need to eat."
"I just want to take a rest for a while."
"Ok. Is it ok if I stay here to watch over you?"
"You'll only get bored."
"I need some time to rest myself."
"Fine."
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"What the." Arabelle peeked inside the room and saw someone dangerously close to Hermione. This someone did not have raven black hair that Harry had. "What the hell are you doing here!?!"
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After some time they both fell asleep. Draco draped himself on one of the sofas near the bed. He began dreaming. He was tied up in a chair. The room he was in looked strangely familiar. He tried calling for help but no one would come. He stared at the door thinking of a way to escape. Then he heard a ghastly voice echoing from outside the room. "Where is the boy?"
Somehow he realized that the boy was him. He desperately tried to free himself but it was to no avail. He then heard steps coming closer towards the door. He panicked not knowing what to do. Then the door suddenly opened. He didn't want to look so he closed his eyes. When nothing seemed to happen, he slowly opened his eyes and saw a shining bright light coming from the door. When his eyes focused he saw Hermione. The uneasiness he felt before suddenly disappeared. He started to stand up and to his surprise he was not bound to the chair. He then started towards her thankful for her presence. When they were face to face he heard strange moans. He blinked his eyes and suddenly realized that he was awake and the strange noises were coming from Hermione.
He quickly got off the couch and went to her side. He put his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature. 'Blast! She's got a fever.' He went to the bathroom and took out a basin. He put lukewarm water in it. He got some towels as well. He got back to Hermione's side. He put the cloth into the water and started to bathe her face. 'She's got perfect lips.' He gently put another cloth on her forehead. 'She smells like Lilacs.' He started bathing her arms. 'She's so soft.' Hermione started to stir. Draco stepped back and examined her.
Somehow, he got entranced by her lips. He leaned towards her watching every movement that her lips did. He leaned a little bit more until he could smell her fragrance. Once he did he felt a strong urge to kiss her. He knew it wasn't right but it seemed impossible for him to look back now. He slowly closed the distance. His first kisses were smacks on her cheeks and on her lips. When he got the courage he started nibbling her upper lip. He heard her soft moan. He wanted to stop but he couldn't he started deepening the kiss. He felt her lips open in accordance. He boldly pushed his tongue in her mouth obsessed on tasting her. Her moans suddenly become louder.
"Harry." (As I've said earlier Hermione wasn't feeling well. She just called out Harry's name because she still thinks that he was still her boyfriend.)
Draco stopped in an instant. 'Harry!?! She was dreaming of Harry!?!' He was angry but more hurt.
Hermione opened her eyes not knowing that she said anything. She opened her eyes annoyed because the sensation she was feeling suddenly stopped. She looked around to see the cause and saw Draco was beside her bed. She started to understand the sensation that she felt. "Draco."
"I'm sorry Hermione. I. I have to go somewhere." Draco started backing out of her reach.
"No, wait." She pleaded. She didn't know whether this was a dream or reality so she didn't give a damn at her actions.
Draco stopped in his steps hopeful.
"Draco, please."
Draco turned and faced her. It looked as if she was in pain. "Are you alright?"
"Come here." She pleaded.
Draco walked cautiously towards her bed.
When he reached her side she asked him, "Come closer."
Draco sat beside her obediently.
Hermione pulled him closer until they were face to face.
"Hermione I don't think."
"That's right don't think." She met his lips and started tasting him. When she felt no resistance she wrapped her hands at his neck to pull him closer. He felt hot to her. In her state, she welcomed all the heat that she could get.
Draco didn't want it to end. His tongue touched her lips so that he can taste her fully. 'Go slow, she's sick you know.' When their tongues started playing together he started to sweat as he controlled himself not to take anything she wasn't willing to give.
Hermione on the other hand couldn't contain the pleasure that she was feeling. She could hear noises but she didn't realize that it was coming from her. She wanted him to touch her and keep her warm and decided to make him. When his lips started teasing her, her mind lost all control. All she could do now was feel. Then, everything went blank.
Draco was having a hard time controlling himself and decided that maybe if he left her mouth he could stop. He moved his lips down her neck and started nibbling at it. When he realized that Hermione had stopped reacting, he stopped. He relaxed his breathing and started to pull away but her arms were still locked around his neck. He stared down to her face. Hermione was asleep with a little smile on her cheek. He felt pleased. Now he had other problem to attend to, like getting away from her hold without disturbing her.
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"What the hell are you doing here!?!" Arabelle came rushing into the room.
Draco turned his head to look at the intruder who caught them in a compromising position.
"Malfoy!?! What do you think you're doing here? Get away from her!" Arabelle was getting more and more agitated. She knew that Hermione and Harry were supposed to be a couple. She didn't know that they technically broke up.
"I can't." Draco was irritated as well. She ruined the feeling.
"What do you mean you can't? It's easy, here let me help you!" Arabelle rushed towards the bed and started to pull him away from Hermione.
"Arabelle?" Hermione opened her eyes because of all the noise. She recognized her face immediately. She released her grip on Draco.
"Hermione dearest, are you alright?" He pushed Draco aside and sat beside Hermione. "I heard that you got sick on your way here."
"I'm feeling better now," she looked at Draco before adding, "Thanks to Draco."
Arabelle started to point out what she just saw and decided it was not good to humiliate a sick person. All she did was give him the eye. "Did any healer come to take care of you yet?"
Hermione looked at Draco for the answer. She was unconscious most of the time.
"No one yet. Viktor said that his healer went on a vacation and most of the healers here are contracted to be with the Quidditch players. So, he can't find someone who's available at the moment." Draco answered.
Arabelle gave him a dirty look. "Dear, is there anything I can do for you? I can owl Harry or your parents."
"NO!" Hermione interrupted her.
"Mr. Malfoy, would you leave the room for a while?" She wasn't really asking but commanding.
"It's alright, he knows everything."
"Hermione I just want you to be aware of what these kinds of people are capable of doing."
"Don't worry, I trust him." Draco smiled as he heard her say these words.
"That's what bothers me. Their kind is not supposed to be trusted."
"He's an exception." She argued.
"Hermione, I know what he is thinking about. I've been on your shoes."
"What do you mean?"
"I was a Gryffindor student. As always, Slytherins and Gryffindors were at each other's throats. I was a Prefect when this person entered Hogwarts late in the year, he got into Slytherin house. We got to know each other better, we spent time together, and we talked. We did everything friends do together. There was even a time when I thought that he would be the 1st one to leave Slytherin to join me in Gryffindor. He said all the right words."
"Draco wouldn't trade houses."
'Wanna bet? Just say the words.' Draco was forgotten by the 2. He was intent on hearing what Hermione thought of him.
"See, he didn't even get that far yet. I don't want to see you get hurt."
"I appreciate your concern, but Draco has changed. I trust him just because he is here with me right now."
"That maybe just a coincidence."
"It wasn't. He ended up here with me because he cared enough. I can't say the same thing for Harry and Ron."
"Speaking of which, why are you here and alone?"
"Viktor invited me and I thought that I would accept it. And for the record, I'm not here on my own. I've got Draco with me and I'm glad that he's here."
"That's just the fever talking." Arabelle placed her hand on her forehead to measure if she's burning hot.
Hermione pursed her lips annoyed that she wasn't taken seriously.
"Tell me then why is it that Malfoy is here instead of your true friends? I mean, last time I remember you loathed Malfoy."
Hermione sighed. She trusted Arabelle for the things she did for her on her 5th year. "My parents don't want me to come back to Hogwarts because of an article about Voldemort attacking a muggle-born witch. They said my life would be in danger if I returned. I told them Professor Dumbledore would be there to protect us all. They didn't like the odds of having only 1 protector. I said Harry lived from all of his encounters with him. All they said was that I should stop my relationship with him."
Arabelle felt bad for her. She wanted to argue with her parents, but she knew that she was out of line. Parents are supposed to know what's good for their children.
'FUCK! She broke up with Potter!?!' Draco was feeling ecstatic.
"I suppose, Harry didn't like the news?" Arabelle softened her voice.
"Worse, he hasn't even owled me since."
Arabelle put her arms around her enveloping her in a hug.
"Ron didn't owl me either. It's as if he wasn't concerned at all. I won't be graduating with them!"
"Maybe he didn't get the letter?" Arabelle offered.
"There were no signs of interception on my owl. And I know that he got it. Ginny passed the news to Draco."
Draco suddenly felt guilty. This was a time when she needed her closest friends and not him. He silently left the room. He couldn't bear to listen any more.
"Don't get me wrong, I feel lucky that Ginny was sneaky and passed it to Draco because I don't know what I would've done without him."
Arabelle felt like she understood her. She cast a spell to calm her enough so that she can go back to sleep. Arabelle now had another task at hand. She searched Krum's mansion high and low to find Draco. She was surprised to find him in a tower looking at the distance. "Malfoy?"
Draco turned to see who the intruder was.
"We need to talk."
Draco stood up and dusted himself. "Are you going to lecture me again?"
"No, now, I'm threatening you." Her eyes were serious and vicious.
Draco didn't back down. 'Great, why do I always end up getting at the wrong side of the people closest to Hermione?'
"I want you to know that if I ever find out that you harmed her in any way, I swear I will hunt you down. I will make sure that you are not given a choice whether to follow your father's path or not. When I'm done with you, you will want to have suffered the same fate as your mother instead."
"I don't know what your problem is. Your story is different from Hermione's. This time, I'm the one who cares/likes her and she's the one who doesn't want me! She's not the one who's going to get hurt! She won't make the mistake that you made!"
"Those are such beautiful words, if only they were true."
"Whatever! I don't give a damn what you think! Why do I have to prove something to you when you've already closed your mind?!" Draco crossed the room and left her standing.
'I wish for Hermione's sake that he's telling the truth. He seems to mean a lot more to her than he thinks. He's the only one that hasn't hurt her and I'm afraid that if he does, it could bring about irreparable damage.'
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One week passed, Hermione was back to her normal self again. She had already watched Viktor in one of his practice games and she couldn't help but compare his skill against Harry's. In her opinion they were of equal footing. She joined Draco and Arabelle during meal times. Viktor had avoided eating with them. Arabelle cheered her up by giving her lessons in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Whenever she was alone, Draco would tease her and talk to her about stuff that they take for granted.
All this time, Hermione was still waiting for owls from Harry and Ron. She however learned to accept it when she didn't receive any word from them. Draco, during their spare time, taught Hermione some techniques in flying. Hermione was fond of the attention she was getting, but she also missed the attention that she wanted the most. She missed her parents. She never received any owl from them either. She was scared of going back to them after this vacation. She was risking her chances of ever going back to Hogwarts.
Something unexpected happened. An owl came fluttering toward Hermione and Draco in the pitch as they were watching Viktor practice.
"Is that yours?" Hermione didn't recognize the owl.
Draco on the other hand recognized it and trembled. 'He's back.' He watched as the owl dropped the message. "Uh, I have to."
"No problem." Hermione smiled reassuringly.
Draco read the letter as quickly as possible. When he finished reading it, he tore it to pieces. When he wasn't satisfied he drew his wand and cast a spell to burn the pieces. He looked back at Hermione who was watching eagerly at Viktor's every move. He felt a little ache in his chest. 'Hermione.' He headed back to her preparing what he's got to say.
"Who was it from?" She asked curiously. "You ok? You don't look so good. If you're not feeling well, I'll take care of you. It's the least thing that I can do."
"Uh, Hermione?"
"Yeah?"
"I have to go."
"Go where?"
"I have to go back to the Manor."
"Oh. Can I ask when, so I can pack my things as well?"
"You don't have to leave."
"I would be bored stiff here."
"Arabelle's here."
"I guess. When are you going?" She felt depressed at his departure. 'I'll try to make his remaining days here fun.'
"Right now actually. I just have to get my things first and leave."
"Now!?! Why so sudden? How're you going to leave?"
"Father will be responsible for that."
"He came back? Are you going to be ok? Do you have to go?"
"I wish I could stay but. nobody says 'no' to him."
"Then let me teach you."
"You don't understand. He doesn't give any choice." He turned and went inside the mansion leaving Hermione to her thoughts.
'He can't leave. He's the only one that makes this vacation remotely interesting. Besides, he needs my support. I don't think that he'd be all right with his father. If I had my way I'll take him away from there.'
Draco didn't bring a lot of things so packing his things didn't ask for a long time. He dragged his feet as he left the mansion. He scanned the skies and saw nothing different. He headed to Hermione who looked like sulking. "Hermione?"
Hermione turned her head. When she saw Draco's face she stood up.
"There are so many things I want to talk to you about." (Like the time when they met Arabelle in the mansion for the 1st time.)
Hermione didn't talk. She slammed herself to his body for a hug and whispered, "Be careful."
"Don't worry bout me. You take care of yourself. I won't be here to take care of you if you get sick again." Draco released her regretting the moment her body left his.
"How are you going to leave?"
"Someone's coming over to get me."
"How exactly, port key?"
"Sort of, he'll bring a portal here and disapparate immediately thereafter."
Hermione sighed, "I guess this is goodbye?"
"I thought I was going to see you next year?"
"I doubt my parents would change their minds."
"Don't worry. I'll be seeing you in Hogwarts this year."
"I doubt it."
"Just wait. Tell me when you're going back to your parent's house."
"I'll be taking the Knight Bus again."
"That'll be on Saturday, right?"
"Yeah."
Hermione hugged him again before a man in a dark cloak appeared in front of them.
"This is me."
Hermione nodded. She watched the man raise his cloak. Draco stepped into it and disappeared. The man then disapparated, leaving Hermione to herself.
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There was a man hiding in one of the trees. He was watching a girl in a bench looking so lonely. There was something in her that made him notice her. From where he came from, women would throw themselves at him. He was used to dating beautiful women but there was something in her that just stands out from others. He was famous but he didn't like it. When he saw the guy who was with her jump into a limousine he got up the courage to walk up to her to get to know her. Before he reached her something distracted him.
"Dale, you back so soon?" Viktor flew towards him.
"You seem disappointed, big brother."
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A/N: Sorry I don't know anything about accents and stuff! Thanks again to Toni!