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Chapter Eleven – And so it unravels
Hermione looked at the blonde wizard. Surely .. she must be having a horrible dream. It couldn't be HIM .. could it?
Hermione was oblivious to the fact that she was openly staring at Draco Malfoy.
"Like what you see, Granger?" He drawled lazily, his arms folded. Hermione felt sick. Surely this was a mistake? Maybe her "mystery boy" hadn't arrived yet.
"Why are you here?" she asked, rather bluntly. Draco seemed unfazed. "Same reason you're here, I suppose?" He replied coolly.
Hermione thought for a moment. "Did our mother's just set us up?" She asked, slightly mortified.
"It took you that long to figure that out? And they call you smart.." He sneered.
Of course! Why didn't I suspect something when mother when on about Draco being sweet and caring.. Hermione thought bitterly.
Draco was in a similar train of thought. I should have suspected something when she told me she knew a witch in the muggle world..He thought angrily.
"Why don't we just get out of here, and go explore this town separately?" Hermione asked pointedly. She did not want to stay with her arch enemy, regardless of the "truce".
Draco smirked and leaned back comfortably in his seat. "As much as I hate you, you can't leave" he said simply.
Hermione stared. "Excuse me? I don't believe you are in any position to tell me what I can or cannot do" she replied hotly.
Draco's smirk broadened. "Of course I can. You're a mudblood, aren't you?" He replied maliciously. Hermione looked outraged.
Without even replied, she turned her heel, walked to the door, and opened it.
But it didn't open.
She tried it again.
But it wouldn't open.
"Having fun?" a voice said from behind her. Hermione spun around. He was inches away from her.
"Does it look like I'm having fun, Draco Malfoy?" she asked, glaring at him. He laughed, pulling her to the table he was previously sitting at.
"Granger, I must say. I'm disappointed in you. Surely you know where we are?" He asked, in a condescending tone. Hermione narrowed her eyes.
Empty coffee shop, door's locked, no people in sight, invisible to passerbys.. she thought, silently adding up the clues. Then her eyes widened. "The room of requirement?" she asked. Draco snorted.
"No quite, but close" he replied. Hermione thought for awhile. Then it came to her. "spatium requiresque" she muttered. It wasn't an incantation, just merely a thought expressed out loud. Draco had a small smile on his face. "Indeed" he replied.
Hermione sat there for a moment, pondering. Narcissa must have conjured up this room, making it lock from the inside so we'd be forced to stay together. How can she be sure we wont curse each other to death? She wondered
"Draco, can I try something on you?" Hermione asked, unaware that she just called him by his first name. Draco looked a bit surprised, then suspicious.
"What do you want to try on me?" he asked suspiciously. Hermione bit her lip. How exactly would she explain it?
"I'm going to aim a spell at you. A light one, mind you. I want to see if we're allowed to use magic in this room" she said, in a matter-of-factly tone. Draco narrowed his eyes.
"How can I trust you not to do something stupid?" He asked stupidly. Hermione snickered.
"You're a wizard, aren't you? I wont do anything stupid. I'll just perform a simple spell.. Ahh, how about I Accio your robe?" She asked. Draco still looked at her suspiciously, but nodded.
"Besides, we can't do magic outside of school, remember? I'm pretty sure we wont be able to use magic in here. 99.9 of the time, rooms created by that spell have an anti-magic charm on them" Hemione said in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Accio robes!" she said, pointing her want at Draco.
Nothing happened. Hermione groaned.
"Accio bra!" Draco said, pointing his want at Hermione's chest.
Nothing happened. Hermione breathed relief before she glared at him.
"What? I had to try, didn't I?" he asked, smirking. She just sighed.
"We're stuck in a room, forced together, and all you can think about is my bra?!" she asked indigenously. Draco snickered.
"I'm a male teenager. What do you expect?" He drawled, talking before he thought. Hermione was slightly shocked. He thinks about me? She thought.
"Of course, don't flatter yourself, Granger" he added, seeing the shocked look on Hermione's face. Her face slowly resumed it normal know-it-all look. He looked at her expectantly.
"What?" she asked, noticing his stare. "Well, what are we going to do? We can't use magic and we can't escape.." Draco trailed off, expecting her to come up with a grand idea. Her face was expressionless.
"There is nothing we can do. We could lock Voldemort in here, and he'd never be able to escape" Hermione said, sighing. Draco flinched upon hearing 'Voldemort'.
"Well, this is still a 'date', isn't it? I guess we'll just have to enjoy ourselves to pass the time" Hermione said, frowning slightly, unsure of how he would respond. She really had no intentions on going on a blind date with a Malfoy. Shockingly, Draco nodded.
"Even though, rest assured, I never meant for this to happen." he said, just for the record. Hermione nodded.
"I'll get us some coffee, then." He said, getting up. He walked up to the counter and brought two hot coffees back to the table. He placed Hermione's coffee in front of her, and sat down with his, on the opposite side of the cozy table.
The two teenagers sat in silence, sipping their coffees. Bloody hell, this is boring. What on earth are we suppose to talk about? I doubt there is any subject that we agree on.. Draco thought. But it was Hermione who broke the silence first.
"So, is it nice to be back home?" she asked, hoping that she wouldn't bring out any awkward or tense situations. Draco snorted.
"I'm sure it would be, but I haven't really been home very much this summer." He responded. Hermione didn't really know what to say.
"I know what you mean. I've been quite busy myself." She responded between sips. She wondered for a moment how she'd ever live through the time that they were locked in this room. The silence was almost even worse than the bickering.
"Do you read often? I noticed you have a lot of books" she asked, unable to think of anything else to talk about.
"Yeah, often. Over the summer, I don't usually have much to go. We occasionally have house parties, but apart from that I usually fly or read" He responded truthfully. Hermione was surprised.
"You read? I'm not really surprised, you're definitely educated. What is your favorite book?" She asked, almost cringing. "Im not really surprised, you're definitely educated" .. He'll either find that insulting or complementing. I don't want him to think either. Hermione thought.
"I'm not sure. A lot of Dark Arts books fascinate me. Not because I want to practice Dark Arts, but just to read up on them. The history is quite interesting" Draco replied intelligently. Hermione was taken aback.
"You don't want to practice Dark Arts?" she asked supidly, before she could stop herself. Draco gave her a twisted look.
"Of course not. Only idiots would serve someone who failed five times to kill a single boy" he sneered. "Besides, I don't serve anyone." He whispered defiantly. Hermione nodded.
They're conversation grew more and more interesting as the minutes passed. Then Draco asked a question Hermione would have never thought she'd hear.
"How's life in the muggle world?" Draco asked, in a non-threatening, almost.. friendly tone. Hermione was completely taken aback.
"W-what did you say?" She stuttered, unsure if she heard correctly. Draco laughed softly. "Granger, you heard me.." He replied, with something that looked like a cross between a smile and a smirk. Hermione resumed her regular tone.
"Ah, well. I didn't expect a question like that coming from you. Anyhow, pretty good. Not much different from the wizarding world, minus the danger of Voldemort" She replied unflinchingly. Draco didn't flinch either.
"Granger, honestly. I'm not that bad. What about all the stupid muggles you have to live around? Completely oblivious to magic.." He said, in a slightly cold tone.
"Its not hard to live around muggles, especially when you can't do magic either" she responded defensively. "Besides .. They're a lot smarter than most wizards. They don't need a piece of wood in their hand to make things happen" she added, with a slightly colder tone.
Draco looked as if he was slightly lost for words, but quickly gathered himself up. "Right." He said, avoiding any arguments. Hermione looked surprised. It wasn't everyday that Draco avoided arguments. There was a moment of silence before either of them spoke up again.
"You know .. I wonder what other charms are on this room.." Hermione said thoughtfully. Draco pondered for a moment.
"Cookie Aparatus!" He said, without using his wand. A cookie appeared in front of him.
"Hmm, interesting" Hermione replied, still deep in thought. Can it summon anything? There's only one way to find out.. "Swimming pool Aparatus!" Something big. A swimming pool was the first thing that came to mind. Instantly, the coffee shop faded away and was soon replaced by a large pool. Draco grinned.
"Dance floor Aparatus!" Draco commanded. Surprisingly, the poolside they were once at turned into Ballroom.
"Nighttime Aparatus!" She commanded, curious to see if the new trick could change the time of day. Instantly, the world outside the windows dimmed, and the Ballroom was dimly lit by candles. She knew, however, that it was still bright and sunny outside. This was just an illusion.
"Music Aparatus!" He said. Soft music played in the background. Hermione smiled. This new 'trick' could be very useful.
Following his lead of thought, Hermione thought up an idea. "Gown Aparatus!" She commanded. Her clothes turned into a stunning strapless silk gown. She gasped softly. It was gorgeous. She looked at Draco. She was staring at her.
"What? Might as well have a little fun with this trick, no?" She asked with a slightly mischievous grin. Draco just shrugged. "Dress Robe Aparatus!" He commanded. Instantly, his clothes were replaced by a deep green dress robe with silver details.
"Do you think we'll still look like this when the room disappears?" Draco asked. Hermione shook her head. "No, everything summoned by the room goes with the room" She replied intelligently.
She looked at him expectantly. "Well, what would you like to do?" she asked. He was silent for a moment.
"I don't care. What do you want to do?" He asked, turning the question to her. She bit her lip. If she was here with anyone else, this could end up fun. But being with Malfoy .. it was different. What the heck.. Even if I do hate him .. We might as well make the best of this room.. "Well? What are we waiting for? Why don't we just take advantage of the dance floor?" She asked, bitting her lip. I can't believe I just indirectly asked a Malfoy to dance.. Whats wrong with me?!
Nothing. Its him. Who could resist him?
Shut up. He's a Malfoy!
So? You've got to admit .. the platinum blonde hair, perfect body.. And he's skilled too, you can tell. I bet he's really good at—
Malfoy is BAD. He's EVIL! His father is a death eater!
But he isn't. Why discriminate based on father? That would make you just as bad as those who call you a mudblood just because of your parents. Hermione was fighting a mind battle. But she had to admit, he was being very polite at the moment.
"Sure" He replied, standing up. Hermione looked up at him, dazed.
"What?" She asked, forgetting what she had previously said to him.
"You said we should take advantage of the dance floor. I said sure. Honestly, Granger.." Draco explained, in a slightly bored tone. Hermione looked at him as if he was crazy. Did he just agree? I was expecting some sort of "I wouldn't dance with a mudblood" or something along those lines.. She thought, shocked.
"Can I have this dance?" He asked, in a overly-dramatic and sarcastic tone. He held out his hand. Hermione took it. "Of course, the pleasure is all mine" she replied, matching his tone. They both held back smirks as the made their way towards the dance floor.
"What kind of dance music do you like?" she asked, as he 'swept' her on the dance floor. He shrugged. "You pick" he asked nonchantly. Hermione thought for a second.
"Demasiado Herido Aparatus!" she said softly. She had always loved this song. A Spanish love song. Not that I'm in love, or anything like that. I mean .. I can barely tolerate him.. She thought quickly, as if to reassure herself.
When the music started playing softly in the background, Draco raised an eyebrow. "Demasiado Herido?" He asked. It was more of a statement than a question. Hermione nearly fell from shock.
"Y-you know this song?!" she stuttered, looking utterly shocked. Draco laughed. His laugh was a smug laugh, with a touch of evil and something that made you want to snog him senseless.
"Granger, I, unlike most idiots who call themselves wizards, know a slight bit about the muggle world. Besides, my mother made sure I was well educated in fine music, literature and other sorts of stuff like that" He said smoothly.
Hermione laughed nervously. Why have I never seen this side of Malfoy before? She thought. Because you've always hated him .. For something he wasn't .. You've never given him a chance Her mind responded. But I can't be blamed. If he wasn't such an arrogant, egotistic, self-centered, prat I might have seen something else in him She thought back. Another mind battle.
Draco looked at her curiously. "Not like I particularly care, but do you have something on your mind? I know I'm devilishly handsome and all, but.." Draco said smugly. Hermione actually laughed. It was more of a 'in-your-dreams' kind of laugh.
"Oh nothing .. Just thinking how strange this day has been" she responded. Draco nodded. "Well, would you like to start dancing?" He asked pointedly. They were both standing in the middle of the dance floor. Hermione coughed a bit and smiled slyly.
Demasiado herido,
Por tu culpa amiga
Yo he quedado
Demasiado herido
Que volver a verte
Ni pensarlo.
Pobre la que tenga
Y pretenda ahora
Marcar mi vida
Quién en prometerse
Intentando amarme
Con una mentira.
Demasiado herido
Ya cási aparezco
Un gorrión sin alas
Como si yo fuera
Menos que la nada
Como una gaviota
Que perdió su playa
He wrapped his arm around her waist, and she did the same as they swayed gently to the music. Hermione simply couldn't believe what they were doing. Gryffindor bookworm and Slytherin prince .. A pureblood and a muggle-born .. Dancing together. Completely unheard of.
Demasiado herido
Para estar consciente
De lo que me pasa
Para estar planeando
Lo que haré mañana
Sí tal vez mi vida
Aquí termino
Demasiado herido
Para que me pidas
Empezar de nuevo
Pagarás la culpa
Quiera Dios
Que jamás te ocurra
Demasiado herido
Abre bién los ojos
Es la despedida
Y al cerrar la puerta
Debes olvidarme
Por toda tu vida.
Hermione looked up to Draco. She had never realized how tall he was. He was a good head taller than she was. He appeared to be deep in though, with a far-away look in his eyes.
Why am I doing this? Draco thought, clearly mystified. How did this happen? One moment we were angry, ready to curse each other out.. The next moment we're dancing. If only father could see me now..
Father.
That word felt like a cold knife, plunging into his soul. What father? His 'father' was locked up in a wizard prison, at this very moment. Why? Because he had made foolish choices. He chose the side that gave him power. But it was the wrong side. The loosing side.
His father had made foolish choices. Or namely, one choice in particular. One choice Draco would never make. Shaking these thoughts out of his head, he focused on dancing, as the song came to an end.
Demasiado herido, por tu culpa, demasiado herido.
The Gryffindor and the Slytherin swayed to the music, moving across the dance floor, unaware that after that moment, their lives would never be the same again.
Author's note: Aww, I'm so so sorry for not updating earlier. But hey, this is your reward! 9 pages on Microsoft Word! –grins- School is being particularly evil to me lately, so updates will come less often. But I promise you, no matter what, I will update at least once or twice a week, if not more. I know this chapter was highly OOC, but let me know what you think. I needed to find a way for them to finally start 'clicking'. The next chapter will explain a bit more about Draco's decisions. Oh yes, and the song in this chapter is called "Demasiado Herido" .. I'm not sure who the original writer was, but I got it from the Mariachi de America. Please let me know what you guys thought of this (record long) chapter .. Your reviews mean a lot to me! :)
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