Draco's POV
Draco finally lowered his broom closer to the ground. They had been flying for several hours and the sun had started to set creating a beautiful portrait of oranges and reds throughout the heavens. Hermione raised her head from the back of Draco where she had rested it previously. Once she had relaxed so that she was no longer clinging to him with a death grip she seemed to really enjoy it. Draco smiled. This was exactly what the young Gryffindor had needed.
"It's beautiful." she sleepily replied from her perch on the back of his broom. Hermione yawned and started to sway. Draco reached out with his hand to steady her.
"I better put you on the ground before you fall over asleep." He slowly halted his broom and helped her off of it. "You want to go back inside?" he asked.
"No, not yet. It's too pretty and peaceful out here." she replied as she stretched out on the soft grass of the field. Draco nodded.
"I'm going to take a few more laps around then. I'll be right back." He jumped back onto his broom and took off for the opposite side of the pitch. He flew with the wind sweeping his hair back out of his face in the twilight of the quickly approaching night. He closed his eyes and let the broom guide him. He felt the cool slick wood under his palm as night over took him in it's embrace. He opened his eyes and looked to the ground for his girlfriend. She sat toward the middle of the field, her face upturned to follow his graceful moves.
Hermione's POV
Hermione watched her beloved dragon fly effortlessly through the dark. His entrancing maneuvers awed her. His cloak billowed out behind him as he floated through the air. She sighed contently. He was so perfect. She could barely remember all the times they had fought and had been so blind to the truth in themselves. Hermione leaned back as Draco flew closer to her. He gently landed in front of her. The moonlight reflected off his hair, making it glow in the dim night. Hermione smiled as he pulled her closer and they closed the gap once their lips met.
The next day Hermione hurried off to her classes after a quick breakfast with her friends. She got to her first class and realized, she hadn't finished the homework. She rushed to her desk and pulled out her half written assignment. She groaned and ran her fingers through her hair. She had been so caught up with last night's flight that she had completely forgotten her essay.
"Please turn in your homework, students." the professor called from her desk. All the parchment from the students immediately flew up to meet her hand. Hermione felt herself break into a cold sweat. How could she have been so careless? She nervously chewed on the end of her quill, a habit she had so often yelled at Ron about. "Miss Hermione Granger, just what is this?" She slowly stood up and walked to her teacher's desk.
"Um, Professor. I can explain. I just got carried away and forgot to finish it." He nodded as she read over the incredibly short essay.
"I must say I am disappointed in you." She handed the parchment back to her who took it in a trembling hand. "I expect the finished report on my desk first thing tomorrow morning along with eight extra inches."
"Yes, Professor." she mumbled as she took her seat, ignoring the stares she received from her shocked classmates.
The rest of her classes were not much better. She couldn't find her assignment for Charms class, ink fell over onto her written work for DADA, and she added the wrong ingredient in her potion, almost causing a Neville worthy explosion had it not been for the quick reflexes of her partner, Draco. For each class she ended up with extra work that had to be turned in. She sighed loudly as she threw her school bag down on the dinner table.
"This is ridiculous! I am never going to get this all finished." she whined as she buried her head in her arms. She felt a hand slowly rubbing circles on her lower back.
"Come on, Mione, you are Hermione Granger. If I know you half as well as I think I do you'll finish it all and then some." Ron said from her side. Hermione sighed and stood up from the table pushing the hand of her boyfriend away.
"I'm gonna go get started." she grabbed a plate of food and headed off to the library.
Draco's POV
Draco stared after Hermione as she hurried from the Great Hall in a flurry of food, parchment and quills. He finished his dinner and slowly started to walk through the corridors. As he rounded the corner he walked straight into a pillar of flesh and black robes.
"Mr. Malfoy, if you would kindly remove yourself from me and watch where you are going." Draco looked up into the emotionless face of his godfather.
"Professor Snape! I didn't see you. How are you feeling after,"
"I assure you I am just fine now please move along." Draco sighed as he moved himself around the potions master. Just because Snape took fewer points away from him and let more things get past him didn't mean he was all nice and acted like his best friend.
"One more thing, Malfoy. Tell the Potter trio that our lessons will begin tonight. I expect you all to be in my classroom at 8 p.m. sharp and not a minute later." Draco turned to answer the man but saw only his robes flowing after him as he walked away around the corner. Draco causally walked through the halls of the school, glancing at the portraits but never stopping to speak to them. Anyone he passed rushed by him avoiding looking at him. He held his head high. It was good to hold so much power, even if was all because of fear. He sauntered out onto the Quidditch pitch and called his broom to him again. He took off into the air. Whenever he needed to think this was the best place. His thoughts drifted to Hermione. She had been acting weird all day, always running to and from, never stopping. She had barely said two words to him all day, or anyone else for that matter. His brow creased in thought. What had gotten into her lately, she hadn't even finished all her homework from the previous night. He thought back to the previous night. She had seemed so peaceful and happy. He could still feel her arms wrapped around his waist as he speeded toward the ground. He could sense her breathe on the back of his neck as they landed, could see her sitting, staring up at him, the light reflecting from her eyes as he weaved in and out of patterns. He felt an itching at the back of his mind. What was it? As he ran his thoughts over the night flight the itch grew stronger and stronger until it was all he could feel. He brought a hand up to the back of his head as if to brush it away but to of no avail. What was it? His eyes grew wide as he suddenly realized what it was. Now he knew why that night had seemed so familiar to him. He quickly landed his broom and ran into the school. He headed to the library to find Hermione.
Hermione's POV
Hermione sat, her nose in a book trying desperately to get something done. She had one hand on her forehead, grasping a strand of loose hair that had fallen into her face. She growled in frustration. She couldn't believe how far she had slipped. She was suppose to be the one who was always prepared, who always had everything done, the responsible one. And yet here she was, only half her work had been finished and now she had way more than she could cope with. She was on her wits end. One more thing and she swore she would go over the edge. The sound of feet pounding through the room reached her ear but she couldn't risk wasting the time to look up. She needed every second she had. The back of her mind registered that the feet had stopped at the end of her table, followed by heavy breathing. The runner had apparently been running for quite a length.
"Hermione," a voice panted out from her side. She quickly raised her hand and brushed the person away.
"I'm busy."
"But this is important."
"And so is my work. Now leave me alone."
"I really think you will want to hear this."
"I really think I need to get back to work." she sighed clearly annoyed. Against her wishes the voice, belonging to non other than Draco Malfoy, continued on.
"You remember last night, when we were flying?" She nodded. How could she forget? That was what had caused her to miss doing her work in the first place.
"Didn't you think it was a little odd. I mean didn't it seem familiar?" she let out a low growl. This was pointless. He was wasting her time.
"Malfoy, I am busy. Go tell someone else!" he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Mione, listen to me!" she dropped her quill. There was no way she could win. She gave in and half listened, half thought about what she should be doing right now.
"It was our dream! Everything we dreamed that first time happened last night. I think," The voice droned on, refusing to leave her alone. She barely caught the words being said as they just passed over her. She didn't have time for this. She had to finish her homework. Why couldn't Draco tell someone else? Why did he have to bother her when he knew how much work she had? What was he saying anyway? She couldn't focus on what he said as her thoughts kept drifting to her assignments. She knew she should listen but she had to do her work.
"Listen, Draco. That's great now let me work! We can talk about it later."
"But, Hermione, I really think we should,"
"Later!" she screamed as she gathered her supplies and hurried through the door.
Draco's POV
Draco stared after the form of his retreating Gryffindor. That was not at all what he had expected. 'I would have thought she would have been glad that we knew what the first dream was, but she just blew up on me.' He shook his head, clearly confused. 'Well, if she thinks it can wait then it can wait.' He looked down at his watch and groaned. Only an hour left until the lessons. And he still had to tell the others. He complained to himself the entire walk to the Gryffindor tower. After Hermione's little outburst he figured it best to avoid her as long as he could. He stopped in front of the fat lady and sneered. 'Just dare to scream at me again and I'll slash you worse than Sirius did in third year.' he thought to himself. The fat lady stared back.
"Well? What do you want this time?" she demanded.
"Inform Potter and Weasley of my presence." he smirked at her. She turned away and then resumed her position after she returned. The portrait swung open revealing both Harry and Ron looking skeptically at Draco. "Potter, Weasley." he acknowledged them. "Our wonderful lessons with Snape will begin in under an hour. He expects you both to be there by no later than 8." He turned, robes billowing after him, and left the two boys to complain. Now the hard part. Finding Hermione, and telling her without getting his head ripped off again. Draco walked to their common room, expecting to find Hermione sitting on the couch but was disappointed to see that the cushions were empty. He walked over to knock on her door, thinking that maybe she had gone in her room to be alone. No answer. He sighed, he had to find her. Where could she have gone? He started back toward the exist when something caught the corner of his eye. He walked over to the window and there sitting under one of the old willow trees by the lake sat the one person he was looking for. He hurried out to meet her. She glanced up from her books and then quickly looked back down, never saying a word.
"Hermione?" he tentatively asked.
"What?"
"Snape said the lessons would start tonight in a half hour. You better come on with me by the time we get there it will be 8." She half screamed, half sighed as she picked up her quill and threw it out into the lake.
"I can't do this!" She brought her hands up to her face and stared at the spot where her quill floated on the surface. Draco reached down and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Yes you can." She shrugged him off and marched off to the castle, leaving Draco to stare after her yet again.
"I see you four managed to get here on time for once." Drawled the dreaded potions professor. "All you have to do is block me from entering your mind. Let's see if you retained anything from your previous lessons, Potter." He lifted his wand and spoke, "Legilimens!" Harry froze in a trance like state before forcing the man back out of his thoughts. "Faster, Potter, faster." was all the professor had to say. Snape turned then to Ron. "Mr. Weasley, Legilimens!" Ron fell into the trance. He stayed staring straight ahead, never moving until the potions master released the spell. "Are you really so dense that you will not even attempt to push me out, Weasley, or are you assuming I really want to see your memories and thoughts because I can assure you I don't." He then turned to Draco. "Mr. Malfoy, please show them how it is done correctly. Legilimens!"
'Lucious Malfoy stood before a young boy, sneering down at him. "You are pathetic.' Snape staggered backwards at the force emitted from the younger man.
"Very well, Mr. Malfoy. Now, Granger-er Black I suppose." he smirked at her. "Legilimens!" Hermione fell into the trance like the three before her but immediately broke free from it with a push at her potions master. Snape fell backwards into the wall behind him staring wide eyed at the girl before him. Hermione's face was as red as Ron's hair. "Quite a temper, Ms. Black, will get you into trouble. Twenty-five points from Gryffindor." Hermione clenched her fists. "Very well, I do believe that will be all for tonight's lessons. I will alert you when the next will be. Good night." All four turned and headed for the door. Draco was the last to exist. He looked back to see his godfather bring a hand to the back of his head where he had hit the wall. Draco turned back around and rushed to meet up with Hermione.
"Bloody hell, Herm. What was that for?" She just continued to walk as if he wasn't even there. "He couldn't have seen anything to make you do that, he wasn't in there long enough!." She stopped dead in her tracks and still staring straight ahead replied.
"He didn't see anything which is exactly why it was a waste of time to have these bloody lessons when I could have been finishing my work!"
"That's all you've been doing today! Take a break already!"
"I don't have time for a break because obviously unlike you I care about my work!" She stormed off into their common room. The sound of her bedroom door slamming shut could be heard throughout the entire hallway.
ANHey there!!! sorry it took me so long to get this chappie out! I had major writers block:S I know it's really not that eventful but it just had to be written. I don't know when the next chapter will be done, hell I don't even know what's gonna happen in it yet. I'll try to get it out faster than this one tho :) Thanks to all my reviewers! you guys are major inspiration! :) Ive finally reached 65 reviews!!! YAY PARTY!!!! hehe ok then.... I'd really like to make it 70 real soon :) hint hint ;) Thanks for readin all this and now PLEASE REVIEW!!!
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