Chapter 7: Christmas Vacation
By: Hatred Violence and Cruelty
Last time: "You know you rave when you're nervous?" The look of awe was replaced by a small grin. "I never thought I could like a mudblood."
BANG. This set of an alarm in my head. What was I doing? Kissing Draco? He is still the same person from the last six years. He must've realized he said the wrong thing because the grin fell from his face.
I stood up, gave him a dirty look and walked out, trying to ignore him calling "Hermione, wait. Wait! I didn't mean that!"
I slammed the door, and went into my room. Locking the door, I feel on my bed. Why did I do that? Kiss him? He hasn't changed.
With all these thoughts in my head, I did the one thing that seemed right. I cried.
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{Draco's POV}
The next few days passed by slowly. I avoided Hermione at every cost. My stupid big mouth. Why? I had finally got the one girl that I actually liked for more than her body, and I blow it. God I'm such an idiot!
Crabbe and Goyle still hang around with me. They don't seem to remember attacking Hermione. They're not smart enough to fake it, so I think they are telling the truth.
Finally it was Christmas Eve. I had no one to share it with, since I couldn't go home to my mother, one of the only people that truly love me, so I have locked myself in our common room. Hermione is out with Harry, Ginny and Ron doing God knows what. Probably having a snowball fight or something stupid like that 'Even though I wish I were out there.' I can't believe I just thought that.
My thoughts were interrupted by Hermione coming through the door. I think my assumptions were right. She's bundled up, yet soaking wet, and her face is red.
She gave me a dirty look, and went into her room. 20 minutes later she emerged, looking beautiful.
"Hermione, listen to me," I pleaded but she started walking to the door. So I stood up, grabbed her by the arm and turned her towards me. Her face was merely inches from mine, and I could smell a sweet scent of coconut on her.
Her eyes stared into mine, and I could see traces of fear in them. She thought I was going to hurt her. I could never hurt her. Not anymore at least
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to call you that awful name. I understand if you won't forgive me for the past 6 years, but please. Just believe me when I say that I regret it all."
She looked at me as if she was going to forgive me. But she just looked down shook her head, pulled her arm from me, and walked out. But before she left she said, "I want to, I'm just afraid to trust you." And with that, she walked away.
{Hermione's POV}
I can't believe that just happened. Here I am coming in from a great day with my friends, and Draco pleads for forgiveness! So weird!
And worse, I was going to forgive him. God what would Harry and Ginny think? Even worse, Ron? He would NEVER forgive me.
Right now we're at the feast. It's quite fun, since there aren't many people here. Only about 13, not including the teachers. Ron and Harry are talking about quid ditch or something, Harry's arm around Ginny. (They're officially a couple now! A/n). I'm sitting there, eating my turkey sandwich, and ginny leaned over to me, and whispered "What's wrong? You're acting like you just got dumped."
I gave her a weird look, but Ginny knows me well, so she knew I was lying. So I said, "I'll tell you later, after the feast."
I looked down the table, and there sat Draco, with his two idiots on each side. He looked miserable, picking at his food, not looking up at anything. But, as if I were attracting his gaze, he looked up straight at me. He gave a weak smile, stood up, said something to Crabbe and Goyle, and walked back, apparently to our common room
I stood up. "Well, I'm beat." Ron looked at me like I was crazy. Ginny, however stood up too. "Me too." And with that we went back to our common room.
Draco was nowhere in sight, so I thought it would be pretty safe to talk in the main common room.
"So, spill," Ginny said as we sat by the fire.
I was silent for a second, deciding where to begin. "OK, well it started after we played truth or dare. I was going to my room, when I was jumped." Ginny's eyes were as round as galleons at this. "I was knocked out. When I cam to, I was in Draco's room. Crabbe and Goyle were on the floor, knocked out. They were the ones who jumped me. Draco saved me. He then told my why they did it. Revenge on Harry, mainly. But also because they thought that Draco liked me. He started rambling, and I kissed him. It was all too good, until he said, and I quote, 'I never thought I could like a mud blood.'" Ginny gasped.
"This made me mad, so I walked out. And Draco has been apologizing ever since. And that's it," I finished lamely.
Ginny said to this, "Do you like him? Because that would be really sweet. Draco seems to have really changed. And I think he was telling the truth when we played truth or dare.
I thought for a moment, and said, "Yes I do like him. I like him a lot. It just feels right when I'm around him. But he still acts like that asshole from last year. I just don't kn.."
A voice interrupted me, "I already told you. I'm trying to change for you."
Cliffie! I wonder how that could be! :::scratches head::: O'course I know who it is! Well At the rate that I'm going, I should be updating soon! Review please! If I don't get many more, I will stop writing. And I won't write until I get at least ten reviews! So review!
