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Whisper~Mad~Crazy                                              Chapter 20-Je Vous Aime

          "HER-MIO-NE!"  Draco whined, glaring at the empty table that should have held his breakfast.

"I swear," Hermione said coming out of her room, "For being one of the most handsome young men I've ever seen you can sure act like a spoiled little toddler sometimes."

"Please just hurry."  He replied clutching his stomach with his arms to keep it from growling.  "The food won't come until we're both at the table."  He turned and waited expectantly as she sat down.  Immediately the table was filled with food.  He hungrily grabbed a sausage and shoved it in his mouth.  Hermione watched amusedly as he stuffed his face.  He suddenly stopped and looked up at her.  She quirked her eyebrow curiously.

"Yes?"  She asked.  He swallowed his mouthful of food.

"Did you say one of the most handsome young men you've ever seen?"  He asked.

"Well yes, why?"  She asked going slightly pink in the cheeks.

"Don't you mean the most handsome young man you've ever seen?"  He said cheekily.

"Oh for goodness sake, Draco, eat your breakfast."  She replied exasperatedly.  He smiled one of his charming smiles and dug back in.  She laughed to herself as she ate a bowl of fruit salad.  A few minutes later she glanced at her charmed watched.

"Oh Draco we have to go, we're going to be late for potions."  She replied hastily grabbing her things.

"Relax Hermes," He said, "It's not like Snape's going to know if I'm late or not." 

She cast a sharp glance at him.  "Well, do what you like but I'm not going to give him anymore reasons to take points off Gryffindor."  She opened the door to their 'classroom' but turned back to him.  "And please don't call me Hermes, Harry and Ron gave me that nickname and I absolutely hate it."

"Oh, sorry Mione."  He said pulling an obvious puppy dog face.  Hermione sighed.

"Oh stop it.  You know I could never be mad at that face."  She said as he cast her a shy smile.  "Now hurry up."

"Yes mum."  He called as she shut the door.  "Bloody brainy Gryffindor," he muttered under his breath.

"I heard that!"  Hermione yelled from inside the classroom.

He rolled his eyes and begrudgingly trudged up the stairs to his room to retrieve his things.  He shortly reappeared with his book bag slung from his shoulder.  He made his way to the classroom and slowly opened the door to find Hermione feverishly taking notes.

"…After that you will add 3/8 cup of diced root of Arishfell…" Snape was droning on.  Draco entered the room, closing the door behind him.

"Mr. Malfoy!"  Snape's voice boomed.  Draco halted on the spot and looked up to see Snape's levitating head staring pointedly at him.  "I would expect the Head Boy to be on time to class but I see that is asking a little too much."

"I um…I'm sorry sir…I was um…" Draco sputtered, lost for words.

"Enough with the excuses Malfoy.  You are probably wondering how I knew that you were late in the first place.  You see I have here," He paused and picked up something out of view, "I have here two orbs.  When Ms. Granger and yourself are out of the classroom they will glow bright red and green respectively.  When you are in the classroom they will glow gold and silver.  Now Ms. Granger's here has been glowing gold since two minutes before class started.  Yours, on the other hand, has been glowing bright green until just now."

Draco gulped, it wasn't often that Snape turned his wrath on a student of his own house but now that he did, Draco wished that it hadn't been himself.

"It's a good thing that Ms. Granger arrived to class on time, Mr. Malfoy, otherwise I might start…to suspect something."  Snape continued slowly.  "Now sit down and I would appreciate it if you would arrive to class on time from now on."

"Yes sir."  Draco replied sitting solemnly next to Hermione.  Snape turned as if to continue the lesson but paused and returned to look at Draco.

"Oh yes, and five points from Slytherin."

A collective gasp was heard through out the dungeon, as well as a view chuckles and whispers from the Gryffindors.  Hermione and Draco watched as Snape's head snapped around to regard someone out of view.

"Mr. Weasley, Potter, I saw that high-five.  Ten points from Gryffindor."  He said with a smirk.  He paused for the usual groans and then continued on with the lesson.  Draco relaxed back into his seat, a small smile graced his features.  He turned to see Hermione starring at him accusingly.

"All right, all right.  You were right, are you happy?"  He asked exasperatedly.  Hermione smiled.

"Very," she said leaning in to give him a soft peck on the cheek before turning to listen to Professor Snape once again.

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          Draco collapsed on the couch with a heavy sigh.

"Two weeks.  What are we going to do for two weeks?"  He groaned.

"I don't know," Hermione said sitting next to him.  "But you had better not get any ideas.  Besides, it's your fault that we're trapped in here anyway."

"Wait, one, what kind of ideas were you thinking?"  He asked raising his eyebrows.  "And two, now you're making all of this my fault?"

"Well Draco I wasn't the one who went off about some highly contagious disease to Harry and Ron!"  She shouted.

"Whoa, Mione, calm down.  I'm sorry, you're right it was my fault."  She glared at him.

"Two weeks without proper classes.  If I lose my place at top of the class because of this…" She trailed off.  "And I can't believe Dumbledore agreed to it!"

"Well I've always thought him to be a bit absurd."  He replied.  To this he received yet another glare.

"I'm sorry, please don't get mad.  I hate it when you get mad."  He gently grabbed her arm.  Hermione sighed.

"I don't get mad.  When have I gotten mad?"  She asked.

"Uh…just now."  He said softly.

"I was not mad!  Sure I may have been somewhat upset but…"

"Mione."  Draco said taking her face in hands.  "It's ok, just forget about it.  You were right, I was wrong.  Let's leave it at that ok?"  She gazed into his sparkling silver eyes.

"Alright."  Draco smiled and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.  She smiled as he then kissed her forehead hugging her against him.

"Draco?"  She asked quietly.

"Yes love?"  He replied.

"Do you remember that day at the airport, we were about to leave for Florida and we had to check our bags?"  She said slowly, trying to recall everything.

"Yes I guess, why?"  He asked curiously.

"You told the man that you had shopping for your baby brother."  She propped herself up on her elbows so that she was facing him.

"Yeah I do remember saying that."  He said.  She raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"You don't have a baby brother do you?"  She said smiling.

"No I do not."  He replied laughing.  "And you had no baby shower to attend."

"Very good Mr. Malfoy, five points to Slytherin."

"Really?"

"No."  She answered smirking.

"Oh."

They sat in silence for a while longer.

"You know the first day back at school, I could have sworn I saw you…well Eric I mean."  Hermione started suddenly.  "I was so happy until I starting thinking and realized there was no way you, Eric, could be a wizard."  Draco sat up, regarding her closely.  "But then I saw you and I had all these feelings welled up inside, and there was Harry.  It was so different with him, so…wrong.  I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been…you."  She looked up into his eyes; they were soft yet probing, safe yet somehow very mysterious.

"Within you I lose my self, without you, I find myself wanting to be lost again."  He said softly.  He gently cupped her cheek with his hand.  "That day at the airport, I felt so empty.  I watched as you walked away, not knowing who you were, where you lived, what your name was."  He paused taking a deep breath.  "I went out to find my ride but I couldn't do it.  I couldn't leave you.  It was so foolish, so absurd the whole thing, but I had found someone that I couldn't help but give all my love to, that someone was you."  He gently took her hand entwining his fingers with hers.  "And you have to know that the only reason that I couldn't…I couldn't love you when we met back here, was because of my father and Voldermort.  They're planning things, Hermione, evil things.  But no matter what happens…I'm not going to lose you again."  He took her in his arms, breathing in the scent of her.  She collapsed into his chest, relishing his strong embrace.  His warm breath tickled her ear as he spoke.

"I love you Hermione."

"I love you too."

They lay there for hours, not knowing or caring what time it was or bothering to think about what classes they were missing.  The only thing that mattered to one was the other and the blatantly obvious fact that they were in love.

A/N:  Wow that was one damn mushy chapter.  Well for all you fluff fanatics have a field day.  Oh and sorry this chapter really had no purpose but I needed to get something out so yeah.  And that thing Professor Snape was taking about, 'root of Arishfell', totally made up, no importance whatsoever, just a bunch of letters that I threw together and decided sounded good.  Hope you liked it, now review cause if you do I might just update a little faster.  I'm not guaranteeing anything but hey it won't hurt will it?  That's what I thought.  Oh and Je vous aime is just I love you, in French. *~REVIEW!~*