AN- Yay! Another chapter's up! Celebrate w/ me people! Come on, daaaance to the muuuusic! (Looks at people, staring at her w/ scared expressions on their faces) What? Ok, fine! I'll stop. Anyway, this one's even fluffier, especially at the end, so anyone who's allergic to fluff, avoid the ending. Just skip the last couple paragraphs until the last sentence and you should be good.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same
-Draco broke into the broom sled and took out his Nimbus (every year he got a new one). He took off and flew as fast as he could to the Quidittch field, feeling the wind blowing around him, trying to steel himself for the meeting ahead of him.
As he got closer he could see a figure standing on the field. It was Hermione, and from what he could see she was alone. He blew out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding and aimed the broomstick down towards the ground.
He landed a few feet away from her and dismounted. Walking over, he stopped just in front of her. "Well, I'm here. What do you want?"
She held up a broomstick and said, "Follow me." She mounted it and took off. He was right behind her, and caught up to her side. They flew together until she slowed to a stop and hovered above a hill poking up out of the forest below. They landed and stood facing each other. Neither spoke for a bit, then Hermione blurted out, "What are you doing to me?"
He looked at her, confused. "You are Draco Malfoy," She explained, "I'm supposed to be hexing and cursing the snot out of you right now! I'm supposed to hate you for torturing me all this time!"
"Why don't you, then? I'll admit I deserve it. I've been a bastard for all these years, so why DON'T you hate me?"
She looked at him, emotions boiling in her eyes. "I don't know! All this time that I've known you I've hated you. You've insulted and attacked me every day, and then all of a sudden you say exactly how I feel. It's like you knew my thought when even I didn't! And frankly, it's scaring me. I'm not ready to identify with a Malfoy."
He stared at her for a moment, then asked, "And how do you think I feel? People HATE me, Hermione!" He turned and stared at the stars, "All my life I've been Malfoy, and I'm sick of it. People I don't even know are convinced I'm evil just because of my name, and I was fine with it until now. I'm tired of being judged. I just want people to understand what I'm really like, and you were the first person I met that did.
"I don't understand what's going on, but I do know that I've been trying to do something that goes against everything I've been taught. All this time I've been trying to get to know YOU; Hermione Granger, a Mudblood. You think YOU'RE scared? My whole world is backwards and it's all because of you and I Don't Know What to DO About It!!!"
He was breathing hard and his eyes sparkled with barely controlled emotion. She stepped back, staring at him. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm down. When he looked at her again he was noticeably different, and she realized how much control he had over himself, and was a little in awe of him. Someone with this much self- control had to be very powerful.
She moved towards him tentatively, and when he looked into her eyes he saw that awe and the fear, and it devastated him that he's scared her. Something that terrified him even more was in those deep brown eyes; compassion. She reached up and carefully laid a hand on his cheek. He reached down and wrapped his hand around her small cool one. They stood and stared, and she broke the silence first. "It's easier to be scared together, you know." He smiled at her, and they spent the next couple hours talking and laughing on the side of the hill, looking at the stars together.
Another AN- Just so you all know: reviews=new chapters. I let you guys off the hook this time, but COME ON!!! Review, and I'll come to your house and kiss you, I promise! BTW; I love Seshyluver! She's nice, and a good reviewer! More love letters to reviewers later, I gotta leave before the school bell rings.
Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same
-Draco broke into the broom sled and took out his Nimbus (every year he got a new one). He took off and flew as fast as he could to the Quidittch field, feeling the wind blowing around him, trying to steel himself for the meeting ahead of him.
As he got closer he could see a figure standing on the field. It was Hermione, and from what he could see she was alone. He blew out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding and aimed the broomstick down towards the ground.
He landed a few feet away from her and dismounted. Walking over, he stopped just in front of her. "Well, I'm here. What do you want?"
She held up a broomstick and said, "Follow me." She mounted it and took off. He was right behind her, and caught up to her side. They flew together until she slowed to a stop and hovered above a hill poking up out of the forest below. They landed and stood facing each other. Neither spoke for a bit, then Hermione blurted out, "What are you doing to me?"
He looked at her, confused. "You are Draco Malfoy," She explained, "I'm supposed to be hexing and cursing the snot out of you right now! I'm supposed to hate you for torturing me all this time!"
"Why don't you, then? I'll admit I deserve it. I've been a bastard for all these years, so why DON'T you hate me?"
She looked at him, emotions boiling in her eyes. "I don't know! All this time that I've known you I've hated you. You've insulted and attacked me every day, and then all of a sudden you say exactly how I feel. It's like you knew my thought when even I didn't! And frankly, it's scaring me. I'm not ready to identify with a Malfoy."
He stared at her for a moment, then asked, "And how do you think I feel? People HATE me, Hermione!" He turned and stared at the stars, "All my life I've been Malfoy, and I'm sick of it. People I don't even know are convinced I'm evil just because of my name, and I was fine with it until now. I'm tired of being judged. I just want people to understand what I'm really like, and you were the first person I met that did.
"I don't understand what's going on, but I do know that I've been trying to do something that goes against everything I've been taught. All this time I've been trying to get to know YOU; Hermione Granger, a Mudblood. You think YOU'RE scared? My whole world is backwards and it's all because of you and I Don't Know What to DO About It!!!"
He was breathing hard and his eyes sparkled with barely controlled emotion. She stepped back, staring at him. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm down. When he looked at her again he was noticeably different, and she realized how much control he had over himself, and was a little in awe of him. Someone with this much self- control had to be very powerful.
She moved towards him tentatively, and when he looked into her eyes he saw that awe and the fear, and it devastated him that he's scared her. Something that terrified him even more was in those deep brown eyes; compassion. She reached up and carefully laid a hand on his cheek. He reached down and wrapped his hand around her small cool one. They stood and stared, and she broke the silence first. "It's easier to be scared together, you know." He smiled at her, and they spent the next couple hours talking and laughing on the side of the hill, looking at the stars together.
Another AN- Just so you all know: reviews=new chapters. I let you guys off the hook this time, but COME ON!!! Review, and I'll come to your house and kiss you, I promise! BTW; I love Seshyluver! She's nice, and a good reviewer! More love letters to reviewers later, I gotta leave before the school bell rings.