OMG! I am sooo sorry that it's taken me so long to update! I loved my last chapter… there was quite a few spelling mistakes… anyways thanks for the AWSOME reviews from MIDNIGHT-PIXIE you rock! Lol. I read your page thing and it said that you did acting… but your parents won't let you get an agent? I don't know if it's the same thing, but my whole family has a talent agency… I've been in Johnson's county war as an extra, my brother and my dad were in Shanghai nights, and my other brother was in Everwood (you know that TV show?) and umm… my grandpa was in the Incredible Mrs. Ritchie and Ratrace… and Snow Dogs and stuff… it was all fun. Anyways my story made you cry? Oh I feel so special. I honestly didn't think I could write this good! My friend (who also has a fanfic account as princessdza – her poems are very good) she told me that I had to write a story and stuff… but I didn't think I would do that good… I have a thing for actually writing REAL books… but I was rejected because I wasn't old enough. Tear. Lol. I don't really die my hair anymore; when I do my hair goes all frizzy. I live in Canada and its pretty okay... there's lots of stuff to do. Anyways I'm SOO glad you liked my story… and I just have to ask… exactly how long I should make it. Should I make another complete story about them in school? Or make it all one story? Usually the other Harry potter books start out in the summer, but they don't give that much detail…
Anyways read my next chapter and tell me what you think!
Hardships
Chapter 6
Draco had been watching Hermione sleep for the last ten minutes before she started waking up. For some reason, he liked to just sit there and stare at her. She made funny noises in her sleep; little mutters and soft sighs. Once he swore he had even heard her mumble his name. She snuggled closer to him, tipping her head back and nestling her lips against his shoulder and the hollow of his throat. A warm shiver shook his body. Eventually she started stirring, and her eyelids fluttered open. She looked around her at the meadow, and confusion knotted her perfectly arched brow. Suddenly she spotted Draco, and a happy grin cracked her face.
"Why good morning Princess," Draco drawled lazily. He reached out and gently tucked a strand of her unruly hair behind her ears. She blushed and smiled. Draco just looked at her. Her hair really was a mess in the morning. She just looked so darn cute in her overlarge sweater and wild curly hair all tangled in the blankets. He wanted to laugh, but instead he found something better to do.
He leaned down and kissed her full on the lips. It didn't last for more than 3 seconds, but it was so soft and gentle, yet possessive and bold; as if he were claiming Hermione for himself. The thought made Hermione want to jump with joy.
Until she remembered that if was morning. And her mother either knew that she was out with Draco, or she was worried sick. With groan, she sat up and pushed the blankets of her lap. Draco followed her lead.
"I guess we'd better be heading home huh?" that cocky grin that Hermione had come to love was sitting on his face again.
"Ya I guess so. My mom is probably worried sick." Hermione's voice was husky, partly from sleep, and partly from the kiss Draco had bestowed upon her lips. She got up and helped him fold all the blankets and gather everything up in his bag. She was in the middle of folding the last blanket neatly, her lips pouting and her brow frowning in concentration when Draco decided he just couldn't resist. He snatched the half folded blanket out of her hands and tossed it on the ground. Then he grabbed Hermione with a little aggression, pulled her into his strong embrace, and kissed her passionately. He moved his lips tenderly along hers making Hermione nearly fall to the ground. The scent of him and the taste of his lips was a killer combo, making her brain fuzzy. She couldn't think about ANYTHING when he was kissing her. The sky must surly be falling down. Or maybe I'm in heaven!
"Hermione?" Draco whispered against her lips.
"Ya?"
"I think I'm starting to fall for you. I mean really fall. Fast and hard." Hermione breath caught in her throat. It was going to be a long day.
Hermione sat in her backyard and suntanned for a few hours when she got home. Basking in the sun was something she really enjoyed, but she never had enough time to do it. She already had a nice tan, but that wasn't the point.
She could easily see Draco shooting hoops in his own backyard from here. And best of all, he couldn't see her. She could watch him dribbling the ball, or throwing it into the net with stunning accuracy without anyone knowing. She smiled when he dropped the ball; when he went to grab it, he accidentally kicked it further… towards her. And he kept kicking it. Hermione knew better than to think it was just a coincidence. When he got close enough to the gate, he purposely threw the ball over the fence. He knows I'm watching him. Uh oh. The ball landed right beside Hermione's lawn chair.
Draco walked with purpose towards her – to either grab the ball or to talk to her she had no idea. The closer he got, the more Hermione's stomach fluttered.
"Do you like watching me play basketball miss Granger?" Draco asked mischievously. He bent down to grab the ball, but instead of grabbing the ball, he grabbed the leg of Hermione's lawn chair and flipped it over so that she landed sandwiched in between it and Draco.
They laughed for quite a while before Hermione struggled to get up.
"So why were you watching me huh?"
"I wasn't watching you, I was sun tanning!"
"Uh huh… and pigs can fly."
"I can make them fly if you want me to!" Hermione started laughing again. She realized that Draco's arms were wrapped around her waist; her attempts at trying to get up were futile. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em! Hermione snuggled closer into Draco.
"Wanna come play basketball with me?" not wanting to make a fool of herself as she didn't know how to play, she replied no. Draco's face fell.
"We could, however, go do something else… maybe swimming? At the meadow?" the instant the words were out of her mouth she regretted it. Just the thought of Draco without his shirt brought chills upon her. But before she could suggest something else, Draco had flipped the chair over and brought them both to their feet.
"Sounds good. Meet you back here in 15 minutes."
He walked away without a backward glance.
"I'm so stupid!" Hermione practically screamed once she was in her room. She smacked her head with her palm. "how could I have possibly asked to go swimming… that means I have to wear a bathing suit!" already Hermione grew conscious of her body. Showing off that much skin was surely a crime! But she decided that if she had to wear one, she might as well her nice one.
Walking into her closet, she rummaged through the numerous racks and found her favorite bikini. It had deep red flowers set on a background of dark brown. It was a little bright, but it brought out the cinnamon in her eyes. Much to her delight, it even had a red sarong to match; red was her favorite color. Her tan flip-flops completed the outfit. She ran to her bathroom and grabbed 2 humungous towels. She raced down the stairs and practically flew into the backyard. Draco was already there, another picnic basket in his hand. He was wearing grey and white floral print swim trunks, and a skin tight white muscle shirt. She could literally see the muscles bulge on his chest and arms. Oh my god what have I gotten myself into?
