HAPPY TWO MONTH BDAY NIAP!!!!
Synopsis: Elle l'aime! Oh, mon Dieu!
Disclaimer: NO $ 4 me 4 \/
A/N: ~Bowing down to kiss approx 200 feet!~ Wow, I got OVER ONE HUNDRED REVIEWS LAST CHAPTER!! You guys are too sweet, you have no idea how much it makes me smile to read them, really… thank you SO much!! The title is from the song by The Tragically Hip, a TOTALLY AWESOME Canadian band. Rest @ end as usual
"Oh, God," she whispered to herself. "Oh, God. That can't be true, it's not, oh God."
A tap on her shoulder interrupted her quiet musings. She spun around to find Professor Snape standing there.
"It's four."
"Oh! Oh, of course, sir. Thanks for considering my idea, Professor. I think that this meant a lot to them, Draco in particular."
Snape nodded, and went to get Draco. Harry joined Hermione, and they waited for Snape and Draco.
They wistfully left St. Helga's, promising to come back, and walked back to the portkey point. Harry, unnoticed by Hermione, kept glancing over at her. She kept her eyes set firmly on the ground until they reached the empty Weetabix box. They all grabbed on, and were whisked back to Hogwarts.
"Mister Malfoy, Mister Potter, I hope you'll think again before abusing the comforts that you have here at Hogwarts. If, perchance, you'd like to return, you may ask the Headmaster. I will see the three of you at dinner."
"Right, then. I'm going back to Gryffindor, I'll see you two later," Harry said.
"Bye Harry."
"Bye Potter."
Draco and Hermione walked back to their room in silence.
"Are you ok, Hermione?"
"Yeah, I'm just a bit… tired."
"Oh."
"Are YOU ok?"
"Yeah, I must be tired, too."
They walked into the study, and Hermione plopped down on the couch.
"I'm going to take a shower, ok, Mione?"
"Hmm? Oh, yeah, fine Draco."
Hermione sat watching the fire, listening to the sound of the running water. She became entranced by the constant sound and flickering, and found herself absorbed in her solitude. The shut off water brought her back to reality. A few moments later, she heard the bathroom door open.
"Mione, have you seen my robe?"
Hermione started, "Your robe?? Then what are you…"
She turned around and saw Draco.
He was looking around the room through his slightly foggy glasses for his robe.
He was wearing leaf green boxers.
That's it.
Hermione sucked in a low gasp, "Oh God."
She'd forgotten what a good body he had, the towel incident hadn't offered a good view. But she could see now, his nicely sculpted abs and arms. And he looked so cute with his glasses on!
"You checkin' me out, Granger?" he asked with a laugh.
She recovered and gave him an apathetic look, "No, just wondering what it is about guys' ankles. I mean, the leg hair just stops!"
He gave her a confused look and shrugged, "Socks?... Anyway, no robe?"
"Nope."
"OK, I'm going to put on some clothes."
Hermione got up and hurried into her room. Thinking quickly, she opened the portrait into thr Gryffindor Common Room. She looked around, and saw Maya by the fire.
"Maya!" she hissed.
"Yeah, Mione?"
"Can… can you come here?"
Maya got up and walked into Hermione's room, "Sure, what's up?"
Hermione began pacing around the room.
"Well, you know how you said that you think that Draco and I… like eachother? Why do you say that?"
"Mione, we were just joking, if you say that you don't like him…"
"Just tell-… I just want to know why."
"Well, I mean, you two fight like a couple. And, well, the things you don't notice. The way you look at him when he says something stupid, or the way he looks at you when you do something funny. And, this one time, you guys were working on notes in the Great Hall, and I walked in, but I hadn't said anything yet, and you were looking down at your notes, chewing on your quill, and he was just… giving you this look, he was just focused on YOU, you know? And then, you looked up for a second, and he looked down, and then you looked at him the exact same way. I know I haven't been here long at all, but I kind of pick up on people's emotions easily, it's been something I could do my whole life, and I just get that kind of vibe from you and Draco. But, if you honestly say you don't like him, I believe you."
Hermione frowned down at her duvet, "I don't know anymore, Maya. I thought I knew. But, you didn't see it, today, we were at an orphanage in Glasgow, and there was this boy. His name was Charlie… his parents died last Christmas, and he-he wouldn't talk to anyone… and Draco, I mean, he TALKED to him, and… he was just a little Muggle boy. A-and Draco, he used to hate Muggles! He used to hate me, and I-I hated him, too. But, now, it's just that I… don't hate him, obviously. And, well, I don't want to sound vapid or trite, or, you know, seventeen-year-old-girl, but I… think that I love him."
Maya's jaw dropped open, and she gasped, "Holy…"
"Well, I mean, my mum and dad were together when they were our age. And, I've always believed that if you find The One, it's never too early. But, I feel… well, I don't know what I feel… confused. Maya, this is like… McGonagall falling in love with Voldemort!"
Maya cracked up, "Hermione, you're not nearly as evil as Voldemort, and Draco's not as feminine as McGonagall, don't sell yourselves short," she laughed.
Hermione smiled, "Well, I don't know what to do now. I know he doesn't feel the same thing… he's just not, er, pre-disposed to thinking like that about a stupid Mudblood."
"Hermione! Do not say that! You know he's different now, people CHANGE, Mione."
Hermione shrugged sadly, "You know, I'm sure it's just a phase, or a crush or something."
"Her- Well, whatever you want to think, you can think. But I'm-I'm not usually wrong on these things."
Hermione traced the patterns on her duvet, and Maya stared at her.
"Well, Mione, we're having roast chicken for dinner, and I'm famished, so lets go."
Hermioen got up and put on her shoes.
"Wait, Maya, how'd you know we're having chicken?"
"Oh, I think they said so at lunch."
"Ah, I see."
Hermione and Maya made their way down to the Great Hall, where Ginny, Harry, and Ron were already sitting.
"Hey, Mione, where's Draco?" Harry asked.
"I, uh, don't know," she stuttered.
Harry shrugged, and went to help himself to some potatoes and chicken.
"We should all do something nice for New Year's Eve! It's the last night of vacation anyway," Ginny suggested.
"Oh! Good idea, Gin! We should have a little party in the common room." Maya added.
"I bet we could get Sirius or Mrs. Malfoy to get us some Butterbeer, and the house elves would be more than happy to make us some food," Harry said, as he glanced uneasily at Hermione, smiling a bit.
"Sounds like a party! Are adults invited?" came the Headmaster's voice from behind them. "Kidding, of course. Miss Jackman, I'd like to see you after dinner for a few minutes, if that's alright with you?" he asked with a smile.
Maya nodded, "Sure thing, Professor Dumbledore!"
After the Headmaster left, Ron turned to Maya, "What's that about?"
Maya shrugged, "No idea. Probably some message from my parents or something."
After they finished eating, Draco still had not appeared in the Great Hall.
"I wonder where he is," Hermione mumbled. She stacked a plate with chicken, potatoes, and bread. "Well, I'm going to go look for everyone's favorite Slytherin, I'll stop by the Common Room later, I think."
She got up, and walked back to the room quickly.
"Oxygen."
She stepped in, and saw Draco sitting in his chair, staring at the fire, much like she'd been before.
"I brought you some food, Draco. I was worri- I was wondering why you weren't at dinner."
He didn't respond, only nodded his head slightly to acknowledge that she had spoken to him. Hermione sat down in her chair, and put the plate on the table in between.
After about five minutes of crackling fire silence, Draco began to speak.
"Was I like Charlie?" he asked, not taking his eyes from the fire.
Hermione frowned in thought for a moment, not quite sure how to answer. "Well, yeah, you were. We all saw you like those girls see Charlie. Like, he's too good to talk to them, but he's just, you know, mad at the world, and he takes it out on other people."
"Sorry for psychoanalyzing you," she added as an afterthought
Draco chuckled a bit, "It's fine, you're right. I guess I never saw myself objectively before. But, Charlie has something that I don't. I'm kind of jealous of that."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Grief, guilt."
"You're jealous of his grief?"
"Yeah. I wish I could miss my dad, you know? I wish I could say 'my dad died because he really wanted to be there for me.' His mum and dad didn't have to drive to his game, they did because they wanted to support him. My dad died because he couldn't kill me fast enough. I have no fond memories of Lucius Malfoy, we never played Quidditch, he never taught me, you know, a charm to make a bouquet for my mum. 'Callousness, apathy, strength!' Those were his favorites, he said you lived by those three traits. And I don't miss him, I'm glad he's dead. So, for me to see Charlie guilty over his parents' death… it's like he has a luxury that I don't."
"I-I don't know what to say to that, truthfully."
"You don't have to say anything. I'm really just taking advantage of having something animate to talk at… I meant that in a good way."
Hermione laughed, "Why don't you have something to eat, you haven't eaten all day."
"Thanks, mum, I will," he said, reaching for the food.
"That's a good boy," she responded in her best old-lady voice.
"Oh, God! I just pictured the both of us 110 years old, sitting in a parlor somewhere and bickering," Draco laughed. "Hey! I look good… you're a bit pruney, though."
Hermione giggled, and reached behind her and grabbed her pillow. "Yeah, if I let you stay alive that long!" she exclaimed as she whacked him in the head.
"I'm too mature to dignify that with a response," Draco announced hoitily.
Hermione grinned mischievously, "Well, if that's they way you feel, I'll take that to mean it's a free-for-all!"
She proceeded to hit him repeatedly in the head , while he scrunched his eyes shut, and kept saying, "I'm not going to stoop to your level!"
After about ten more hits, Draco grabbed his pillow.
"Fuck it, you're going down, Granger!"
He stood up, and beagn chasing Hermione around, whacking her on the back of the head. She'd turn around every few steps, and get in a good hit, and continue running.
"Stop it! Hey, you said you weren't going to respond!! Liar!"
"Better than a cheap hitter!"
Hermione dashed into her room and slammed the door behind her.
"Ha! I'm safe!" she exclaimed, leaning her weight against the door.
"Granger, I'm way stronger than you."
"Oh, you are n- WHOA!" she yelled, as she was flung forward by the door pushing her over, Draco ran in, triumphantly, and began his attack again.
Hermioen could hardly stand, for laughing so hard, and she was getting pummeled by his huge "D" pillow.
"Draco stop, I need oxygen!"
Of course, at that moment, Draco started his final charge. He bore down on Hermione with his pillow, and they both fell with the weight of his force.
Right through the opened portrait, into the Gryffindor Common Room.
Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Maya were all seated around the fireplace, and looked up, startled, when their bodies flew into the room, Draco landing right on top of Hermione. The four Gryffindors looked curiously at their friends, who were laughing hysterically, and were out of breath.
"Uhhhhhhhh, are we interrupting something?" Harry asked.
Draco rolled off of Hermione, still laughing to hard to get up. After a few seconds, Hermione gained her composure, and stood up.
"Ahem, sorry, mates!" she said.
Maya raised her eyebrows at Hermione, "I see you found Draco!"
A/N: As follows…
1. OK, well, a lot of people have been asking Q's about Snape, like what's he doing, why did he let them go to the orphanage, etc. Heh heh, well, I do have an ulterior motive to not putting this info in BECAUSE, I will be posting the Snape story called "All I Want" (After the toad the wet sprocket song) that runs mostly parallel to this one, by the end of February. It starts at the end of their 6th year, and runs through the summer, and then continues on with what Snape's doing while NiaP is happening. It's VERY difficult to write, you know, keeping Snape in character and such. But there will be a romance. It was originally going to be Snape/ M Rosmerta, but then some one posted a fic like that, and I didn't want it to seem like I was copying, so I changed it, so now it's a surprise!! So, I hope you'll all read it, it won't just be a repeat of NiaP from another POV, it'll be v. original and fun!
2. OK, well, the polite method didn't work, so let's try the repetitive method, ahem:
They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss.
I don't mind people saying "Oh, they have to kiss soon, I'm dying!" But when people say "Oh, is THAT all?" it's kinda like, you know, "Um…. Sorry" I dunno what that will accomplish besides making me think that I'm not writing this story well enough. Well, I don't want them, to borrow a phrase, just going "Oh, look Draco's hot," and "Oh, look Hermione's hot," and then they go have hot animal sex on the rug infront of the fire in one of those secret rooms Draco always seems to have. So, please, bear with me, and if you can't bear with me, thanks for reading this far, but I don't want to waste your time, b/c it's not gonna happen for a little while longer.
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4. Guess no one's taking me up on the H/G offer, so they'll just have to carry on their lives blissfully apart from my fic!
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Synopsis: Elle l'aime! Oh, mon Dieu!
Disclaimer: NO $ 4 me 4 \/
A/N: ~Bowing down to kiss approx 200 feet!~ Wow, I got OVER ONE HUNDRED REVIEWS LAST CHAPTER!! You guys are too sweet, you have no idea how much it makes me smile to read them, really… thank you SO much!! The title is from the song by The Tragically Hip, a TOTALLY AWESOME Canadian band. Rest @ end as usual
"Oh, God," she whispered to herself. "Oh, God. That can't be true, it's not, oh God."
A tap on her shoulder interrupted her quiet musings. She spun around to find Professor Snape standing there.
"It's four."
"Oh! Oh, of course, sir. Thanks for considering my idea, Professor. I think that this meant a lot to them, Draco in particular."
Snape nodded, and went to get Draco. Harry joined Hermione, and they waited for Snape and Draco.
They wistfully left St. Helga's, promising to come back, and walked back to the portkey point. Harry, unnoticed by Hermione, kept glancing over at her. She kept her eyes set firmly on the ground until they reached the empty Weetabix box. They all grabbed on, and were whisked back to Hogwarts.
"Mister Malfoy, Mister Potter, I hope you'll think again before abusing the comforts that you have here at Hogwarts. If, perchance, you'd like to return, you may ask the Headmaster. I will see the three of you at dinner."
"Right, then. I'm going back to Gryffindor, I'll see you two later," Harry said.
"Bye Harry."
"Bye Potter."
Draco and Hermione walked back to their room in silence.
"Are you ok, Hermione?"
"Yeah, I'm just a bit… tired."
"Oh."
"Are YOU ok?"
"Yeah, I must be tired, too."
They walked into the study, and Hermione plopped down on the couch.
"I'm going to take a shower, ok, Mione?"
"Hmm? Oh, yeah, fine Draco."
Hermione sat watching the fire, listening to the sound of the running water. She became entranced by the constant sound and flickering, and found herself absorbed in her solitude. The shut off water brought her back to reality. A few moments later, she heard the bathroom door open.
"Mione, have you seen my robe?"
Hermione started, "Your robe?? Then what are you…"
She turned around and saw Draco.
He was looking around the room through his slightly foggy glasses for his robe.
He was wearing leaf green boxers.
That's it.
Hermione sucked in a low gasp, "Oh God."
She'd forgotten what a good body he had, the towel incident hadn't offered a good view. But she could see now, his nicely sculpted abs and arms. And he looked so cute with his glasses on!
"You checkin' me out, Granger?" he asked with a laugh.
She recovered and gave him an apathetic look, "No, just wondering what it is about guys' ankles. I mean, the leg hair just stops!"
He gave her a confused look and shrugged, "Socks?... Anyway, no robe?"
"Nope."
"OK, I'm going to put on some clothes."
Hermione got up and hurried into her room. Thinking quickly, she opened the portrait into thr Gryffindor Common Room. She looked around, and saw Maya by the fire.
"Maya!" she hissed.
"Yeah, Mione?"
"Can… can you come here?"
Maya got up and walked into Hermione's room, "Sure, what's up?"
Hermione began pacing around the room.
"Well, you know how you said that you think that Draco and I… like eachother? Why do you say that?"
"Mione, we were just joking, if you say that you don't like him…"
"Just tell-… I just want to know why."
"Well, I mean, you two fight like a couple. And, well, the things you don't notice. The way you look at him when he says something stupid, or the way he looks at you when you do something funny. And, this one time, you guys were working on notes in the Great Hall, and I walked in, but I hadn't said anything yet, and you were looking down at your notes, chewing on your quill, and he was just… giving you this look, he was just focused on YOU, you know? And then, you looked up for a second, and he looked down, and then you looked at him the exact same way. I know I haven't been here long at all, but I kind of pick up on people's emotions easily, it's been something I could do my whole life, and I just get that kind of vibe from you and Draco. But, if you honestly say you don't like him, I believe you."
Hermione frowned down at her duvet, "I don't know anymore, Maya. I thought I knew. But, you didn't see it, today, we were at an orphanage in Glasgow, and there was this boy. His name was Charlie… his parents died last Christmas, and he-he wouldn't talk to anyone… and Draco, I mean, he TALKED to him, and… he was just a little Muggle boy. A-and Draco, he used to hate Muggles! He used to hate me, and I-I hated him, too. But, now, it's just that I… don't hate him, obviously. And, well, I don't want to sound vapid or trite, or, you know, seventeen-year-old-girl, but I… think that I love him."
Maya's jaw dropped open, and she gasped, "Holy…"
"Well, I mean, my mum and dad were together when they were our age. And, I've always believed that if you find The One, it's never too early. But, I feel… well, I don't know what I feel… confused. Maya, this is like… McGonagall falling in love with Voldemort!"
Maya cracked up, "Hermione, you're not nearly as evil as Voldemort, and Draco's not as feminine as McGonagall, don't sell yourselves short," she laughed.
Hermione smiled, "Well, I don't know what to do now. I know he doesn't feel the same thing… he's just not, er, pre-disposed to thinking like that about a stupid Mudblood."
"Hermione! Do not say that! You know he's different now, people CHANGE, Mione."
Hermione shrugged sadly, "You know, I'm sure it's just a phase, or a crush or something."
"Her- Well, whatever you want to think, you can think. But I'm-I'm not usually wrong on these things."
Hermione traced the patterns on her duvet, and Maya stared at her.
"Well, Mione, we're having roast chicken for dinner, and I'm famished, so lets go."
Hermioen got up and put on her shoes.
"Wait, Maya, how'd you know we're having chicken?"
"Oh, I think they said so at lunch."
"Ah, I see."
Hermione and Maya made their way down to the Great Hall, where Ginny, Harry, and Ron were already sitting.
"Hey, Mione, where's Draco?" Harry asked.
"I, uh, don't know," she stuttered.
Harry shrugged, and went to help himself to some potatoes and chicken.
"We should all do something nice for New Year's Eve! It's the last night of vacation anyway," Ginny suggested.
"Oh! Good idea, Gin! We should have a little party in the common room." Maya added.
"I bet we could get Sirius or Mrs. Malfoy to get us some Butterbeer, and the house elves would be more than happy to make us some food," Harry said, as he glanced uneasily at Hermione, smiling a bit.
"Sounds like a party! Are adults invited?" came the Headmaster's voice from behind them. "Kidding, of course. Miss Jackman, I'd like to see you after dinner for a few minutes, if that's alright with you?" he asked with a smile.
Maya nodded, "Sure thing, Professor Dumbledore!"
After the Headmaster left, Ron turned to Maya, "What's that about?"
Maya shrugged, "No idea. Probably some message from my parents or something."
After they finished eating, Draco still had not appeared in the Great Hall.
"I wonder where he is," Hermione mumbled. She stacked a plate with chicken, potatoes, and bread. "Well, I'm going to go look for everyone's favorite Slytherin, I'll stop by the Common Room later, I think."
She got up, and walked back to the room quickly.
"Oxygen."
She stepped in, and saw Draco sitting in his chair, staring at the fire, much like she'd been before.
"I brought you some food, Draco. I was worri- I was wondering why you weren't at dinner."
He didn't respond, only nodded his head slightly to acknowledge that she had spoken to him. Hermione sat down in her chair, and put the plate on the table in between.
After about five minutes of crackling fire silence, Draco began to speak.
"Was I like Charlie?" he asked, not taking his eyes from the fire.
Hermione frowned in thought for a moment, not quite sure how to answer. "Well, yeah, you were. We all saw you like those girls see Charlie. Like, he's too good to talk to them, but he's just, you know, mad at the world, and he takes it out on other people."
"Sorry for psychoanalyzing you," she added as an afterthought
Draco chuckled a bit, "It's fine, you're right. I guess I never saw myself objectively before. But, Charlie has something that I don't. I'm kind of jealous of that."
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Grief, guilt."
"You're jealous of his grief?"
"Yeah. I wish I could miss my dad, you know? I wish I could say 'my dad died because he really wanted to be there for me.' His mum and dad didn't have to drive to his game, they did because they wanted to support him. My dad died because he couldn't kill me fast enough. I have no fond memories of Lucius Malfoy, we never played Quidditch, he never taught me, you know, a charm to make a bouquet for my mum. 'Callousness, apathy, strength!' Those were his favorites, he said you lived by those three traits. And I don't miss him, I'm glad he's dead. So, for me to see Charlie guilty over his parents' death… it's like he has a luxury that I don't."
"I-I don't know what to say to that, truthfully."
"You don't have to say anything. I'm really just taking advantage of having something animate to talk at… I meant that in a good way."
Hermione laughed, "Why don't you have something to eat, you haven't eaten all day."
"Thanks, mum, I will," he said, reaching for the food.
"That's a good boy," she responded in her best old-lady voice.
"Oh, God! I just pictured the both of us 110 years old, sitting in a parlor somewhere and bickering," Draco laughed. "Hey! I look good… you're a bit pruney, though."
Hermione giggled, and reached behind her and grabbed her pillow. "Yeah, if I let you stay alive that long!" she exclaimed as she whacked him in the head.
"I'm too mature to dignify that with a response," Draco announced hoitily.
Hermione grinned mischievously, "Well, if that's they way you feel, I'll take that to mean it's a free-for-all!"
She proceeded to hit him repeatedly in the head , while he scrunched his eyes shut, and kept saying, "I'm not going to stoop to your level!"
After about ten more hits, Draco grabbed his pillow.
"Fuck it, you're going down, Granger!"
He stood up, and beagn chasing Hermione around, whacking her on the back of the head. She'd turn around every few steps, and get in a good hit, and continue running.
"Stop it! Hey, you said you weren't going to respond!! Liar!"
"Better than a cheap hitter!"
Hermione dashed into her room and slammed the door behind her.
"Ha! I'm safe!" she exclaimed, leaning her weight against the door.
"Granger, I'm way stronger than you."
"Oh, you are n- WHOA!" she yelled, as she was flung forward by the door pushing her over, Draco ran in, triumphantly, and began his attack again.
Hermioen could hardly stand, for laughing so hard, and she was getting pummeled by his huge "D" pillow.
"Draco stop, I need oxygen!"
Of course, at that moment, Draco started his final charge. He bore down on Hermione with his pillow, and they both fell with the weight of his force.
Right through the opened portrait, into the Gryffindor Common Room.
Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Maya were all seated around the fireplace, and looked up, startled, when their bodies flew into the room, Draco landing right on top of Hermione. The four Gryffindors looked curiously at their friends, who were laughing hysterically, and were out of breath.
"Uhhhhhhhh, are we interrupting something?" Harry asked.
Draco rolled off of Hermione, still laughing to hard to get up. After a few seconds, Hermione gained her composure, and stood up.
"Ahem, sorry, mates!" she said.
Maya raised her eyebrows at Hermione, "I see you found Draco!"
A/N: As follows…
1. OK, well, a lot of people have been asking Q's about Snape, like what's he doing, why did he let them go to the orphanage, etc. Heh heh, well, I do have an ulterior motive to not putting this info in BECAUSE, I will be posting the Snape story called "All I Want" (After the toad the wet sprocket song) that runs mostly parallel to this one, by the end of February. It starts at the end of their 6th year, and runs through the summer, and then continues on with what Snape's doing while NiaP is happening. It's VERY difficult to write, you know, keeping Snape in character and such. But there will be a romance. It was originally going to be Snape/ M Rosmerta, but then some one posted a fic like that, and I didn't want it to seem like I was copying, so I changed it, so now it's a surprise!! So, I hope you'll all read it, it won't just be a repeat of NiaP from another POV, it'll be v. original and fun!
2. OK, well, the polite method didn't work, so let's try the repetitive method, ahem:
They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss. They're not going to kiss until I want them to kiss.
I don't mind people saying "Oh, they have to kiss soon, I'm dying!" But when people say "Oh, is THAT all?" it's kinda like, you know, "Um…. Sorry" I dunno what that will accomplish besides making me think that I'm not writing this story well enough. Well, I don't want them, to borrow a phrase, just going "Oh, look Draco's hot," and "Oh, look Hermione's hot," and then they go have hot animal sex on the rug infront of the fire in one of those secret rooms Draco always seems to have. So, please, bear with me, and if you can't bear with me, thanks for reading this far, but I don't want to waste your time, b/c it's not gonna happen for a little while longer.
3. This chapter's recommendations are: Same as usual, go check out Nuada and my faves list b/c they're all GREAT fics!!
4. Guess no one's taking me up on the H/G offer, so they'll just have to carry on their lives blissfully apart from my fic!
5. Right, then, on to the 5 bajillion reviews!! (OH, one note first, it was Rachel Hunt's b day about 2 weeks ago, and I didn't know, SO I dind't wish her a happy bday, so HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!)
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Ryoko- lol, thanks for the long review!!! And isn't Fellowship SO good? And I know, Legolas is Soooooooo fine heehee.
Gem- Ooooohhhh… bookmarked?? I feel v. special! Thanks!
Paige Summers- Like I said many times, I'm not going to get it 'over and done with' because that would just make this even more unrealistic than it already is. And the orPHanage was just a literary device of sorts.
Grammarplease- Oooohhh, thanks! I actually don't have a beta-reader, I just check it over myself before I post. But thanks for saying that, I'm really particular about spelling, grammar, etc.!
Toadie- LOL, that was SO funny, I cracked up when I read your review!
Blueearthgoddess- Thanks for the big ol review! And, uh, happy 13 month anniversary, lol!
Gryphon- You've got Slytherin socks? Ooh, I'm jealous!
Lizzi- don't finish it?!?!?! Heeheehee… well… we'll just see. Maybe I'll post another epilogue every so often if I feel like writing more D/Hr. But I'd have to stop eventually b/c I don't think could bring myself to write them dying… but maybe I'll consider lots of little epilogues.
Katelyn- Well, if it's the highlight of your day, I should give you your own line!!
Seeker4reality- Hey! Thanks for the review, that was so nice of you to say! But, really, everyone besides my reviewers thinks I'm a shitty writeer, too, so don't be so hard on yourself!
Christine- Hey, thanks! I'm 18, and I go to college in Pittsburgh, Pa
Michee- HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!
Rachel Hunt- Ahem, sorry, I'll try not to be so corrupting next time!! ;^P You shoulda told me it was your bday!
Trav- Awww, thank you for thanking me! That was so nice of you!!!
Nuada- Yeah, I'm a camp counselor so I have LOTS of experience with children ages 8-16…. They're like that everywhere! Lol
Jenna Malfoy- Heehee. Thanks for allowing me to live, it really means a lot!
Rhiannon Greenleaf- lol, I know you didn't mean it like that, silly. I was juuuust kiddin!
LadyLily- Thanks for the review, I'm really glad you read my recommendations!
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Squinnles- V. good to talk to you! Ooh, look, it's a croc, CROIKEY! Heeheehee… I've got nothing to say HBJ =Natasha=BITCH!!!!!!! S+C FOREVER Valentines Day? uh oh
