Authors Note: Sorry, there is no excuse. I just haven't felt like
updating. And I have been busy. That is just the way I am in spring. The
time flew. I can't believe that is has been more then a month since I have
updated. Sorry. Thank you to all of you who reviewed.
Disclaimer: Nothing but the plot belongs to me and that is that.
"I'm leaving."
That was all that Hermione said. She hadn't even planned on telling him. She was just going to leave. She thought that it would have been too hard for her to speak to him. Too bad for her that Draco had decided to show up at this time.
"You're what?" Draco asked, letting a little surprise hovering in his voice.
Hermione went back to her packing. Her back was turned to him. The little she looked at him, the better.
"You heard me, Malfoy. I'm leaving."
Draco was shocked! Where was she going? Was she actually leaving the Wizarding World and never return. Briefly he felt it ironic as that was what he had wanted in the first place, but not anymore. He shook away the thought away. His month was opened a little as he shifted his weight of the door frame and stepped fully into Hermione's room.
"You're leaving?"
"Do I hear an echo in here? YES!!! I am leaving."
"To where?" Draco asked, the shock still lingering in his voice.
"To the Gryffindor Tower, you idiot!"
It was true. That was her plan. What she had asked Dumbledore. She just couldn't stand it anymore. Draco HAD put a potion on her. He HAD lied to her, saying he did nothing. And what was worse, she STILL liked him. What in the BLOODY HELL was wrong with her? Why had she gone mad? Why was love driving her so crazy?
She had to leave to get over him. She definitely wouldn't be staying here. He would always be around and there would always be the chance that she would see him in his boxers, or taking a shower or something. She just couldn't stay here. She may do something that she would regret. It was getting so much harder keeping a clear head around him.
And what was worse was that she only had three days in the Gryffindor tower. That was all that Dumbledore had allowed her. It was so madding. She just wanted to scream!
Draco was silent. But then relief flooded him. She wasn't leaving permanently. He sighed slightly, but then grew serious. Not good. Not good at all. She couldn't leave. He didn't want her to go. He couldn't let her go. But all he could say were two words.
"How long?" He asked, staying calm.
Hermione stared at his chest for a moment. She didn't dare look into his eyes. Why did he care so much?
"Three days," She said simple, equally calm.
He stared at her eyes, knowing that there had to be a reason for her sudden departure. Slightly hardening his eyes he tried to draw her eyes to look into his. Hermione, feeling his glare, unwilling lifted her eyes. She saw how his eyes were hard, a shadow that hovered over striking face. His eyes drew into hers, like he was looking into her, through her, past her. She loved it and hated it at the same time. She almost started to step forward, but fought against it. She kept her face neutral, although it took all of her strength. She finally pulled her eyes away, just barely catching the falter in the hardness in Draco's. It didn't register in her head because she thought that she imagined it.
She started darting around the room, packing more things. She felt like she was drained of energy. It was too much. Maybe she should give in, and let him take her if he wanted. She would do anything for him to kiss her. She nearly melted at the thought. She was so scared though. She didn't have the courage to tell him. She had to leave.
Draco had gotten nothing from her glaze. It almost looked like her soul was dead. Nothing, nothing at all had been in her eyes. And even then he still found her beautiful. He couldn't keep the hate in his eyes anymore. That was why his eyes faltered. His hate for her had temporarily been defeated by the love for her that coursed though his veins.
"No," Draco said with an edge in his voice.
Hermione ears perked and she stopped dead in her tracks. She had been looking for a reason to be mad at him and now she had it.
_No? And why in the hell not?_
She had the right to do anything she wanted. She swung to face him. Her voice filled with real hate of him that had never truly left her.
"No? Why do you think I care what you think of what I do?"
Draco's eyes widen. How could she have such mood swings? Nothing and then suddenly anger. He pulled his face into a resolved look. He was going to tell her everything that had happened. He was tired of this dragged out game of Lets-Pretend-That-We-Have-Never-Kiss-And-Nothing-Has-Changed.
"Because I..."
"Get out right now!!! I don't give a damn of what you think!!!"
Draco had reached Hermione and lightly grabbed onto her arm.
_How dare he touch me_ was all that Hermione could think although it was hard to ignore the shivers going down her spine.
"But, Herm..."
"EXPELLIARMUS!!!"
Draco was cut off. He was going to say her first name but he wasn't given the chance. He was suddenly pushed back very hard by an invisible force thrusting him out the door and knocking him into the couch.
Hermione had whipped out her wand and preformed the Disarming Charm, catapulting Draco out of her room. She quickly shut the door. That was all she could take from him today.
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Draco had hit the couch so hard that he had blacked out for a second. Getting up slowly he made sure that nothing was broken. He would have a bad bruise on his back tomorrow, but other than that he was fine. He stared at Hermione's door. She was so strong........and unpredictable. He admired her spirit. She'd be back in three days. In the meantime, he would just need to figure out what to do.
Lightly chucking to himself, Draco realized that he was thinking way too much about this. He just should do something.
He frowned when he realized that he was trying to do something. Every single time he tried though, something happened, like Hermione wiggling out between the wall and him when he was trying to kiss her. Also, just now when she hurling him out of her room. What was he thinking? She was the scared one. Not him. Just how was he going to convince her not to be?
Sighing, Draco left to go to his first class.
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Hermione was successful in packing her things. She had to stop every once in a while to calm herself. She was actually aching for Draco. It was pulsing though her veins! The sooner she got out of this room, the better!
She walked to the Gryffindor common room. Dumbledore had given her the password.
"Password, Miss Granger?" The Pink Lady asked sweetly.
"Batwing," Hermione answered with a slightly sad look. Her eyes widen slightly, but the portraits didn't notice. She couldn't actually be missing Draco, could she? Well, this was good.
Not knowing what was going through Hermione's mind, the Pink Lady opened the door and spoke.
"It's nice to see that you are visiting. The common room just isn't the same without you.
Hermione gave her a small smile and went inside. She paused in the empty common room. Her old home. She had missed it. She moved up the girl's dorm room stairs. Her old bed was still there, untouched. She stuck her stuff under her bed, wanting her staying there to be a surprise.
Sadness washed over her. There was NO way that she going to get over Draco in three days. What was she going to do?
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Hermione went to the rest of her classes that day. When they were over she started walking back with everyone else to the Gryffindor Tower. The others wondered why.
"Are you coming to visit us Hermione?" Lee Jordon asked a guy from Gryffindor.
Hermione smiled a little.
"Yes, you could call it that."
They went inside the Gryffindor portrait hole and into the common room.
"Hey Hermione!" Ginny greeted. "Nice to see you here."
Harry, Ron, and a few of Hermione's other friends echoed the greeting. They talked a long time while doing homework. When Hermione got tired, which was after most people had already gone to bed, she started to walk to her dorm.
"Uh, Hermione," Harry started, "Where are you going?"
Hermione gave Harry a little smirk.
"To bed."
"Here?"
"I live here again, Harry."
The common room was silent.
************Well, sorry that this chapter wasn't really long, but I wanted to get one out for you. Please review. I want to know your thoughts.
Disclaimer: Nothing but the plot belongs to me and that is that.
"I'm leaving."
That was all that Hermione said. She hadn't even planned on telling him. She was just going to leave. She thought that it would have been too hard for her to speak to him. Too bad for her that Draco had decided to show up at this time.
"You're what?" Draco asked, letting a little surprise hovering in his voice.
Hermione went back to her packing. Her back was turned to him. The little she looked at him, the better.
"You heard me, Malfoy. I'm leaving."
Draco was shocked! Where was she going? Was she actually leaving the Wizarding World and never return. Briefly he felt it ironic as that was what he had wanted in the first place, but not anymore. He shook away the thought away. His month was opened a little as he shifted his weight of the door frame and stepped fully into Hermione's room.
"You're leaving?"
"Do I hear an echo in here? YES!!! I am leaving."
"To where?" Draco asked, the shock still lingering in his voice.
"To the Gryffindor Tower, you idiot!"
It was true. That was her plan. What she had asked Dumbledore. She just couldn't stand it anymore. Draco HAD put a potion on her. He HAD lied to her, saying he did nothing. And what was worse, she STILL liked him. What in the BLOODY HELL was wrong with her? Why had she gone mad? Why was love driving her so crazy?
She had to leave to get over him. She definitely wouldn't be staying here. He would always be around and there would always be the chance that she would see him in his boxers, or taking a shower or something. She just couldn't stay here. She may do something that she would regret. It was getting so much harder keeping a clear head around him.
And what was worse was that she only had three days in the Gryffindor tower. That was all that Dumbledore had allowed her. It was so madding. She just wanted to scream!
Draco was silent. But then relief flooded him. She wasn't leaving permanently. He sighed slightly, but then grew serious. Not good. Not good at all. She couldn't leave. He didn't want her to go. He couldn't let her go. But all he could say were two words.
"How long?" He asked, staying calm.
Hermione stared at his chest for a moment. She didn't dare look into his eyes. Why did he care so much?
"Three days," She said simple, equally calm.
He stared at her eyes, knowing that there had to be a reason for her sudden departure. Slightly hardening his eyes he tried to draw her eyes to look into his. Hermione, feeling his glare, unwilling lifted her eyes. She saw how his eyes were hard, a shadow that hovered over striking face. His eyes drew into hers, like he was looking into her, through her, past her. She loved it and hated it at the same time. She almost started to step forward, but fought against it. She kept her face neutral, although it took all of her strength. She finally pulled her eyes away, just barely catching the falter in the hardness in Draco's. It didn't register in her head because she thought that she imagined it.
She started darting around the room, packing more things. She felt like she was drained of energy. It was too much. Maybe she should give in, and let him take her if he wanted. She would do anything for him to kiss her. She nearly melted at the thought. She was so scared though. She didn't have the courage to tell him. She had to leave.
Draco had gotten nothing from her glaze. It almost looked like her soul was dead. Nothing, nothing at all had been in her eyes. And even then he still found her beautiful. He couldn't keep the hate in his eyes anymore. That was why his eyes faltered. His hate for her had temporarily been defeated by the love for her that coursed though his veins.
"No," Draco said with an edge in his voice.
Hermione ears perked and she stopped dead in her tracks. She had been looking for a reason to be mad at him and now she had it.
_No? And why in the hell not?_
She had the right to do anything she wanted. She swung to face him. Her voice filled with real hate of him that had never truly left her.
"No? Why do you think I care what you think of what I do?"
Draco's eyes widen. How could she have such mood swings? Nothing and then suddenly anger. He pulled his face into a resolved look. He was going to tell her everything that had happened. He was tired of this dragged out game of Lets-Pretend-That-We-Have-Never-Kiss-And-Nothing-Has-Changed.
"Because I..."
"Get out right now!!! I don't give a damn of what you think!!!"
Draco had reached Hermione and lightly grabbed onto her arm.
_How dare he touch me_ was all that Hermione could think although it was hard to ignore the shivers going down her spine.
"But, Herm..."
"EXPELLIARMUS!!!"
Draco was cut off. He was going to say her first name but he wasn't given the chance. He was suddenly pushed back very hard by an invisible force thrusting him out the door and knocking him into the couch.
Hermione had whipped out her wand and preformed the Disarming Charm, catapulting Draco out of her room. She quickly shut the door. That was all she could take from him today.
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Draco had hit the couch so hard that he had blacked out for a second. Getting up slowly he made sure that nothing was broken. He would have a bad bruise on his back tomorrow, but other than that he was fine. He stared at Hermione's door. She was so strong........and unpredictable. He admired her spirit. She'd be back in three days. In the meantime, he would just need to figure out what to do.
Lightly chucking to himself, Draco realized that he was thinking way too much about this. He just should do something.
He frowned when he realized that he was trying to do something. Every single time he tried though, something happened, like Hermione wiggling out between the wall and him when he was trying to kiss her. Also, just now when she hurling him out of her room. What was he thinking? She was the scared one. Not him. Just how was he going to convince her not to be?
Sighing, Draco left to go to his first class.
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Hermione was successful in packing her things. She had to stop every once in a while to calm herself. She was actually aching for Draco. It was pulsing though her veins! The sooner she got out of this room, the better!
She walked to the Gryffindor common room. Dumbledore had given her the password.
"Password, Miss Granger?" The Pink Lady asked sweetly.
"Batwing," Hermione answered with a slightly sad look. Her eyes widen slightly, but the portraits didn't notice. She couldn't actually be missing Draco, could she? Well, this was good.
Not knowing what was going through Hermione's mind, the Pink Lady opened the door and spoke.
"It's nice to see that you are visiting. The common room just isn't the same without you.
Hermione gave her a small smile and went inside. She paused in the empty common room. Her old home. She had missed it. She moved up the girl's dorm room stairs. Her old bed was still there, untouched. She stuck her stuff under her bed, wanting her staying there to be a surprise.
Sadness washed over her. There was NO way that she going to get over Draco in three days. What was she going to do?
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Hermione went to the rest of her classes that day. When they were over she started walking back with everyone else to the Gryffindor Tower. The others wondered why.
"Are you coming to visit us Hermione?" Lee Jordon asked a guy from Gryffindor.
Hermione smiled a little.
"Yes, you could call it that."
They went inside the Gryffindor portrait hole and into the common room.
"Hey Hermione!" Ginny greeted. "Nice to see you here."
Harry, Ron, and a few of Hermione's other friends echoed the greeting. They talked a long time while doing homework. When Hermione got tired, which was after most people had already gone to bed, she started to walk to her dorm.
"Uh, Hermione," Harry started, "Where are you going?"
Hermione gave Harry a little smirk.
"To bed."
"Here?"
"I live here again, Harry."
The common room was silent.
************Well, sorry that this chapter wasn't really long, but I wanted to get one out for you. Please review. I want to know your thoughts.