Divine Fates
Chapter Five
Addictive – Hermione
If there is one thing to say about Draco, is that his eyes are amazing. They are the single most magnificent feature about him, even over the rest of his body. Whether it hates, laughter, … pain… that fills his eyes, it's the only thing that gives away what he truly feels. I don't think he realizes that either, that when your face to face with him, and you look close enough into his eyes… those swirling storm gray depths show everything.
But of course, you have to be standing face to face with him. And I found myself closer physically to him than almost any other guys besides Harry and Ron. Normally I liked keeping a distance from guys, especially Draco. However the room was slightly chilled, and I was almost half surprised to find that his body really did give off heat contrary to my silly thoughts, but mostly I was surprised I hadn't noticed it before. It wasn't the first time I ended up this close to him.
The silence that we ended up in bothered me more than it did him obviously. He seemed content to stay quiet, though why I wanted him to actually say something I had no idea. Perhaps to a point I was simply bored. Normally I worked with Ron or Harry, and always had some kind of conversation going on while we worked on projects. It was then I realized, when it came down to it, I knew nothing about Draco.
Being enemies for so long seemed almost painful at the moment. He could have a slimy mind and attitude most of the time, but at the moment his presence was comforting. After finding him on the table with Pansy, I worried that I may actually have to avoid him. It was intensely uncomfortable finding him like that, and as much as it bothers me to admit it, I was jealous… completely and utterly.
Trying to ignore the same feelings at the reminder of earlier, I decided I would try to get to know Draco, but I couldn't let him know I wanted that. Instead I chose to play a game. A muggle one at that, hoping that he wouldn't pick up on the fact that asking questions about him wouldn't seem so obvious. I felt my stomach flutter at the thoughts, or maybe that was because he got his face right up next to mine, breathing softly down my neck.
He knew I was jealous… then again I guess I wasn't as stealthy as I wanted since the first thing I asked was about Pansy. It made me nervous, and I tried to ignore my stomach was worse than before. That was even before those words came out of his mouth. When he dared me to kiss him, my mind went blank. The fact he dared me… a 'Mudblood', to kiss him I could have sworn he was joking. I looked for any signs of malice on his face and especially in his eyes.
I actually let out a squeak of surprise when I didn't find anything. He wasn't trying to play off my jealousy or my nervousness around him. To him it was a dare, and probably not an uncommon one for him. Immeditally I went looking for an excuse. " Well…. M-Malfoy, I'm not sure if that's such a proper… dare." I knew I blushing, and he knew I was lying. He moved himself so he was in front of me, actually smiling softly at me.
" First of all, call me Draco when we're alone…please." I tried to get my voice to work, my mouth barely even able to move. " Second, it's not like I'm asking you to kiss a snake, though you very well may consider me one." My heart jumped in my throat, flinching slightly as he called himself a snake. Twitching my nose a little, looked weakly up at his eyes. " You're not a snake Mal- Draco. You're a ferret."
He chuckled lowly and grinned at me, shaking his head. Sighing a little to let my lungs move I leaned up and pecked his lips with a small kiss. I know I turned scarlet red, I could feel my cheeks burn. He tsked through his teeth, looking at me with an almost disappointed stare. " Granger… that wasn't the dare. I said a real, long kiss." I almost wanted to hit him for mocking me, but it wasn't out of his nature to push. Besides… he was telling the truth. I hadn't set up rules against anything.
" First of all, you have to call me Hermione. Second… you're right." I don't where I gathered the courage, but it didn't even require me to think. I leaned back up and pressed my lips to his, wrapping my arms around his neck. At the moment I didn't realize it, but I think I startled him, suddenly kissing him bravely. But it wouldn't have been him not to come back quickly. It only took him a split second to wrap his arms around my waist and pull me closer.
Draco was certainly an excellent kisser; I had no doubt about that even before I had kissed him. He easily pried my mouth gently with his mouth and slid his tongue into my mouth. That act alone sent shivers down my spine. Only bad thing was that Draco was so much taller than me, even completely on my toes I could barely reach his lips, he had to bend down to meet me the rest of the way. He skillfully fixed this problem too.
He kept his tongue caressing mine while he lifted me lightly from the floor and backed up the short distance to place me on the table. Thankfully that made me eye to eye with him, and I no longer needed my arms around his neck to keep me up. I moved my hands to his face, stroking his face softly while I kissed him harder. If it wasn't for the need of blasted air, I would have seriously considered kissing him longer, but we finally had to pull away.
We were both panting; trying to find our minds from the mess we put them in. He regained his composure first, grinning at me almost playfully. " Hermione I think there's something you have failed to tell everyone." I could feel a blush returning to my face, but I just smiled weakly at him. " What I can say, when someone has to kiss a GOD they give it their all." I mocked him with a playful look on me face. He snickered softly before looking at the stuff behind on the table.
" It is kind of getting late… we should finish up." I simply nodded and slid off the table, straightening my clothing out, trying to keep my mind back on the feathers while we worked to get the first part of the potion done. He didn't say anything to me, but instead of an uncomfortable silence, this time… we both welcomed it. And not because we had just kissed for lord knows how long. No, it was something comforting in the room, for both us. Which normally would have made me worry, but I could always worry about it later.
I had quite a bit of trouble sleeping that night. It wasn't unusual. Many nights I had dreamed about Draco, only it was never in a good way. When I did sleep, my mind drifted to that damned kiss. I never had felt my body react like that before… or my mind. I actually enjoyed it, and as much as it drove me nuts, I wanted to do it again. How exactly was I going to be able to do that without making an idiot of myself and stammer trying to explain to him why?
I stared at myself in the mirror, not really surprised that I didn't look as tired as I felt. Brushing out my hair, I left the bathroom, and headed into the common room. I wasn't paying attention and as I got ready to head down to breakfast, someone just had to get my attention. " Hermione…" He drawled my name out like he used to do before he'd insult me, but this time there was a playful hint in his voice. I couldn't help but smile at him.
" Draco…" It felt weird to say his original name, but then again, it sounded weird when he said mine as well. I assumed he felt the same, as he couldn't look at me directly. I was pleased; I figured after last night that he might go back to avoiding me. I don't know why it made me happy, but it did. I think it was something inside. It was growing and I knew it, but I found it easier to push it down. Stepping up next to him, I prepared to put on a façade. Which one though I wasn't sure.
Draco just smiled at me, a small one that made me jump inside as he led the way out. I decided I was going to walk next to him, and when he didn't object, I smiled a little. Once we got into the great hall, he whispered a soft goodbye without looking at me as he headed towards his table. I spotted Ron and Harry chatting yet again over their Quidditch book, and Ginny suddenly noticed me and motioned for me to hurry. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and smile as I rushed to my table.
Ron and Harry were chatting so fast between the two of them; I could barely understand anything that was coming out their mouths. Ginny just elbowed me gently and I took her hint, simply smiling and nodding along with the two of them. Somewhere in the middle of 'Snitch loves clouds' I heard a sharp shout. Glancing back over, I saw Draco standing and fuming. He was pissed, and by the looks of it, Pansy had tried something. Not a big surprise really.
I hadn't seen Draco that pissed since… well me. Frowning a little, I watched him storm from the great hall, several whispers followed about Pansy being overused, or that Draco himself no longer had the ability to please women. I almost laughed at that thought though. Last night was certainly proof that he could simply make a woman shudder with a kiss. Blushing a little I excused myself, Harry and Ron nodding along, barely affected by the shouts.
Following Draco was something I wasn't used too. I rushed down one hall to the left, hoping that I had picked the right way, but mostly because our common room was my best chance of catching him. Muttering the password, I rushed in to see Draco scowling on the couch. I took a deep breath, having a feeling that if I said the wrong thing he'd probably snap at me too. But I hadn't thought that maybe following him would do the same thing.
He finally noticed I was in the room and he turned to glare sharply at me, almost causing me to turn and run back out the painting. However his expression changed when he observed me for a moment. " You followed me… you RAN to follow me." I blinked opened my mouth, to realize that I was panting. I blushed once again, finding it was starting to get annoying. I was blushing around my enemy… no, not enemy. My… I didn't know what he was anymore truthfully.
" I was worried…" I blurted it out without really thinking, even though I really meant it. He scowled again, but not so deeply. I knew it wasn't at me. I took my time making my way over to my side of the couch. He sighed after a moment. " I'm getting tired of her touching me." I shifted a little to pull my legs up under me as I faced him. " Have you… even slept with her?" I mumbled and looked away towards the ever-going fire. He huffed and crossed his arms. " Once…"
I shifted again, the silence once again uncomfortable. " Tell me the truth… why did you follow me?" I looked back at him, to find him staring intently at me. I opened my mouth for a moment before sliding closer to him. I let my fingers reach up and tug gently at a lock of hair that had fallen from the rest of the well gelled back hair. " I meant it. I was worried… but..." He raised a brow at me softly and felt myself blush slightly as I got my face right up next to his. " Your addictive you know that?"
He grinned at me, bringing a hand up to touch my face softly and pulled it towards his. " Your one to talk." And he kissed me again. Much softer than the one the night before and before I knew it, I had ended up in his lap. Having to separate myself from him for class was slightly upsetting, but since we were late to begin, he took my hand and we walked like that to class. And it really got me to thinking about Draco. The one I was seeing a lot of lately.
Maybe he isn't so much like his father after all.
