Hello! I have finally finished chappy 5! YAAAAY!
Here it is, hope u like it!
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Chapter 5: Day 2… still no progress
Draco lay in his bed, trying to block the sunlight from reaching his eyes. He rolled over to face Hermione's bed and noticed that she wasn't there.
"Looks like someone's an early riser." He mumbled, crawling out of bed. He opened the door. Hermione wasn't in the living room either. It was then that he noticed a strange aroma… it smelled like… vanilla…" He opened the kitchen door and found Hermione, in her cute little pj's standing in front of the oven. When he got closer, he noticed that she was making what looked like a really thin pancake.
"What's that you're making?" He asked, looking over her shoulder.
"Swedish pancakes." Hermione replied. "So… you're awake. What pulled you out of bed?"
"Very funny." Draco growled as he turned around. He walked over to the sink to see a small metal cauldron floating in some icy water. An invisible disembodied hand was whisking a light coloured cream. Draco dipped his finger into the substance and sniffed it. It smelled like vanilla… 'Heh… so this is what I've been smelling.' He pointed out silently to himself. He then licked the creamy substance off his finger.
"Hey!" Hermione snapped, whacking Draco on the back of the head. "Hands off the whip cream!"
"Whip cream, huh?" Draco then smiled. "I've tasted better." Hermione glared at the blonde haired boy, daring him to criticize her cooking any more than he already had. "Okay, I'm sorry…" Draco muttered. "It's good, okay? You happy now?" Hermione smirked before turning back around and pulling the thin pancake off the frying pan and onto a large pile of pancakes on the plate beside her.
"There… that's the last one." Hermione said to herself. "You gonna get something to eat?" She asked. Draco gaped at Hermione.
"You're eating all of them?" Draco asked, a look of disbelief in his eyes. Hermione shrugged.
"Sure. What's wrong with that?" Draco continued to stare.
"You've got to have a stomach bigger than Goyle 's." He said in shock. Hermione just laughed.
"I was kidding, Draco!" Hermione grinned at the Slytherin. "Just, go get the whip cream for me and bring it into the dining room."
Draco rolled his eyes. "What am I? Your butler?!" Hermione glared daggers at him.
"No… it's just that my hands are full." Draco gaped at the Gryffindor once again.
'She… didn't hurt me…' His eyes thinned slightly. 'Something's up.' His suspicions were confirmed when Hermione gave him an evil 'I'll-deal-with-you later' smile, which made Draco regret teasing her.
The two students were left in awe as the entered the dining room. It was a massive circular room with portraits of famous wizards hanging in different places along the walls. The floor was made of a glossy wood, while the ceiling showed the weather outside just like the great hall. A large window lay to their right, while a giant mirror hung on the opposite side. There was a platform directly opposite the door, which the table stood on. The rest of the room was just empty space… perfect for dancing…
'Hm… I wonder if Hermione is a good dancer…' Draco hit himself mentally for thinking such a thing. 'Don't think that, Draco! This is Hermione we're talking about!!'
"Er… Draco…" Hermione looked at the blonde strangely. "You're blushing. What's wrong?"
"Er… Nothing!" He replied quickly, looking away from the Gryffindor. To his horror, Hermione smirked.
"Do you have a crush?" She asked slyly. Draco looked at the girl in shock.
"What?!" He asked, completely thrown off guard. He was in such a state of shock that he nearly dropped the cauldron of whip cream.
"You do have a crush, don't you?" She teased, poking him in the arm. Draco continued to gape. "Come on… spit it! Tell me who you like!"
"I don't like anyone!" He retorted.
"Of course you don't…" She replied sarcastically as she placed the pancakes and maple syrup down on the table. "That's what they all say…"
Draco growled at Hermione as he slammed the whip cream down on the table next to the pancakes. Then something hit him.
"And this is coming from the girl that cheats on Potter." He teased. He knew very well this wasn't true… but neither was Hermione 's statement. Perfect payback.
"Is that what you think I am?" She asked, eyes full of anger. "A stupid slut that goes after celebrities?" Draco shrugged innocently.
"I don't know… I guess the little times Krum was flirting with you threw me off…"
"First of all," Hermione spat, glaring at the Slytherin. "Viktor didn't flirt! Even if he did, I didn't flirt back! Second, Harry's not my boyfriend! Cho is dating him!" Her lips then turned to a smirk. "Why? Are you jealous?"
Hermione watched in amusement as Draco's face went from pale, to a deep pink in less than two seconds.
"W-what?" He asked, completely bewildered. "Me… jealous of you? Ha!"
"I don't know… I guess that blush on your face threw me off…"
Draco's eyes narrowed. Hermione was better than he thought… but she wasn't going to be able to play mind tricks on him! He was way too smart for that!
"You know…" Draco muttered, striding over to the Gryffindor. "You're a lot more manipulative than I thought." He then smirked. "I was expecting you to be too good for that." Hermione simply smirked in reply.
"Think again."
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"Bloody hell!!" Ron fell onto his bed, running his fingers through his hair. "Where is that Hermione?!"
"Don't ask me." Harry replied sleepily as he flipped through the pages of his history book. "At least Malfoy isn't around."
"True…" Ron let out a small yawn. "But it's too bad that Hermione missed it. She would've had a great time…"
"Yeah…" Harry's thoughts trailed off. 'I wonder where they are, anyway…'
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It was now late in the afternoon. Draco and Hermione finished their breakfast in silence. Afterwards, Hermione had left to go practice some charms, while Draco sat in the living room to mope. There really wasn't anything to do around there… alone at least.
Draco took a quick glance at the bedroom, where he could hear the young Gryffindor muttering chants. A sudden flash of blue light burst out of the door, causing the Slytherin to jump.
"Oi! Granger!" Draco yelled. "What the hell are you doing in there?!"
"What's it sound like?!" Hermione shot back.
"Well, keep it down, at least!!"
"Make me!" The Gryffindor teased. Her head appeared from around the corner as she stuck her tongue out at him.
"Why… you…" Draco stood up and stormed into the bedroom. As soon as he entered, he ducked his head down as a strange blue flame flew at his face.
"Dammit, Hermione!" Draco yelled as he pulled out his wand. What are you trying to do? KILL me?!"
"No… but now that you mention it, it is under consideration…" She waved her wand once again and shot another blue flame at Draco, who deflected it with his own wand.
"Not if I get to you first!" He yelled, waving his wand. He muttered a jynx under his breath and watched in amusement as Hermione fell to the floor. She was now nothing but a rag-doll.
"I'll get you for that, Malfoy!" Well… a talking rag-doll. Draco smiled down at the girl before scooping her up and placing her on his bed. He then mentally smacked himself for forgetting that her bed was right beside his. But he wasn't going to carry her all the way over there again (even though he considered her really light)! He then sat down on the edge of the green mattress, looking down at the Gryffindor.
"Draco?"
"Yeah?"
Hermione closed her eyes before asking. "You were joking about my PJ's last night… weren't you?"
Draco thought back to the night before… remembering what he had said to her.
You look really cute in those PJ's.
The Slytherin shrugged. "Not really." He replied, smiling at Hermione, who was now a light shade of pink. "I speak my thoughts, and that was what I thought at the moment. Muggle clothes or not, you looked cute in them." He watched in amusement, as Hermione's cheeks became an even darker shade of pink. Hermione looked away, which surprised the Slytherin. He didn't expect that she would be able to move so soon.
"Er… well… sorry about hitting you with that jynx…" Draco muttered. Hermione simply smiled.
"It's okay." She replied, using her elbows to prop herself up. "I'll get over it. I'm actually starting to get feeling back into my body."
Draco stared. "You mean… it makes your body go numb?" Hermione nodded.
"Yeah… didn't you know?" Hermione asked. Draco shook his head dumbly. "Oh…" Hermione sat up fully now. "Ah… I still can't move my legs."
Draco smirked. "Looks like you'll be there for a while." This only caused Hermione to scowl.
"Shut it." She growled. Draco raised his hands in defense before leaving the room.
TBC…
There! Done! Chapter 6 will open with a bang! Review please!
