Chapter 3: Beds Are Burning

A/N: Woot, third chapter. Last night I just got on a roll, and boom! the third chapter was completed. -Thank you thank you- I was suprised, thinking that I wouldn't be able to get it done till at least Saturday. Yay. I got my first review! It was very nice and made me feel grand, thanks. I hope that the story will get better and better. So now.. fourth chapter is being worked on... should be up... say by the weekend? Perhaps earlier, depending if I get into one of my "rolls" again.Alright, read the story, jeez! Just playing! Laterdays.


Hermione was lying in bed, unable to sleep, after her talk with Draco. She kept going over it again and again in her head…

She caught up with him as he sat down in on one of the black leather couches, "What did you want to talk about Malfoy?" She asked, a little nervous.

"I told you that it doesn't matter." Malfoy snapped back. He sat down and faced away from her. "I have to do some homework if you don't mind."

"Homework? We haven't even had classes yet?" Hermione rolled her eyes. Nice excuse. She wouldn't admit it, but the waiting was making her more nervous.

"Summer project, it doesn't matter. I'm done, just wanting to review it."

"Okay, stop making excuses. Just talk to me, so I don't have to sit here and wonder if you're thinking what I'm thinking."

"And what is it that you're thinking Granger?"

"Well, I know you'd never admit it-"

"Don't assume things Granger."

"Sorry sorry. Alright, well I have this funny feeling that… well… you have feelings for me?" She swallowed her fear and he smiled.

"Wow, you're good. I'm not saying anything." He couldn't stop smiling, she knew. Relief flooded him.

"So, it's true?" She smiled. Her confidence was rising. She started moving towards him. He didn't move away. He just watched her and she got into his lap. Facing him, she moved to his neck and kissed it. She didn't know where this was coming from; she didn't even do this with Ron. She stopped and looked at him. He had his eyes closed.

"Why'd you stop?" He asked. Hermione laughed and got off of him.

"You didn't answer my question."

"What was it again?"

"Do you have feelings for me?" She was scared to hear what he would say next.

Instead of saying anything he touched his mouth to hers, teasing, tempting, and then deepening it until she was drunk from the single kiss.

It was magic, or he was. Being with him she couldn't even think about their past relationship. All she could think about was how much she wanted him. She glided her hands over his body; she could feel the muscles under her shaking fingers. She was nervous, about what, she didn't know.

He started to lay her down, still kissing her in all the right places, making her want more and more. What do I do? I've never done this. Was all she could think about.

"Yes." Draco muttered softly. His breathing was heavy already.

"What?" Hermione's memory was fuzzy already.

"I have feelings for you, very strong feelings." He kissed her neck.

"Draco," He looked at her. She kissed him the lips hard, passionately. She didn't understand why it felt so right to be underneath of him. "I have feelings for you too, very strong feelings. But tell me, please tell me, that this is really how you feel and it's not some game, not some bet. I am not going to go through yet another heartbreak. I can't. I know how everything thinks we hate each other, but if you want something more, I'm willing, just to let you know."

"Hermione, all of the Slytherin house will hate me if I went out with you," He could see the hurt in her eyes, "but I don't care what they think. I'm willing too, even for my reputation." He kissed her again and was about to get back to where they left on when a little grey owl came flying in. "What the-" Draco said.

"Pig." Hermione eyed the letter on his leg suspiciously and noticed Draco's strange look. "Ron's owl."

Draco laughed, "No wonder it's so ugly and small." Hermione playfully hit him. "Open the letter already." Noticing how Hermione was hesitating.

She opened it and sighed. "God, he won't give up," she said as she read the letter.

"What does it say?" Draco said curiously. He read it.

Dear Hermione,

If you still want me

Please forgive me

The Crown of Love has fallen from me

If you still want me

Please forgive me

Because the stop is now beginning.

Yours truly,

Ronald Weasley

Ps- I still want you. I love you. Please forgive me?

Hermione crinkled it up and threw it into the flames in front of her.

Draco looked at her and laughed. He liked her when she got angry, maybe that's why I provoked her all the time.

"How dare he? He used one of my favourite songs to try and win me back! What a loser! I hate him!"

"Hermione, calm down." He kissed her softly. "Where were we?"

"Not now Draco. I have to write back." She smiled, "What should I say?"

"'Dear Ronald, I hate you, go die and leave me alone. Love always, Hermione.' Now that would be a hoot. Oh and don't forget to say that I say 'Hi!'" Draco laughed, "Man, he would hate you forever!"

"He thinks I like you. After you left, when we were on the train, and he was there. He kissed me. I felt nothing. I looked at him with disgust, thinking how the hell did I go out with that thing? He tried to keep me in the compartment but I got out. I'm lucky he didn't try anything more. I was so scared…" Hermione thought for a second, "I wanted you to come back. I wanted you there again. When you were there I felt safe and comfort. Thanks for that."

"It's my job," He said proudly and smiled, "I'm sorry he did that to you. I wish I didn't leave either but I knew that if I didn't I would pull out my wand and curse the little bugger. I couldn't believe what he did to you. Honestly, at first, I didn't really care because it was you and I made myself believe I hated you, but there was something at the back of my head, a voice, making me think otherwise. Making me want to see you and touch you. No one deserves what he did to you."

Hermione kissed Draco again. I love this guy, why wasn't he like this always? She thought. She smiled and backed away. Practically making him beg for more. She decided to write back.

Dear Ron,

I am not sorry to say that I no longer love you, nor do I want you. You hurt me, but I'm over that and you. I can not forgive you for what you did. You should have thought of the consequences before you did what you did. Now if you don't mind I have to get back to my Head duties.

HG

It made her feel a lot better. She kissed Draco once again and decided to go to bed, "It's getting late, and I need my beauty sleep for tomorrow."

She made her way to her bed and noticed another door that she totally hadn't noticed before. The bathroom! How could I forget about that? Whenever she needed to use the bathroom she had just used to school one and totally forgot to check it out. She opened the door and drew in a breath. It was magically. The floor was a pearly white, the walls a dark blue-green, the ceiling was enchanted like the once in the Great Hall and showed a cloudy, starry dark blue sky. The bathroom was massive, with one huge, pool-like tub on the left of her door, a smaller shower to the left of the tub and to her right where two sinks, a long strip on counter and cupboards. It looked like Draco had already been in here and put his stuff in the cupboards and on the counter top.

"Beautiful isn't it?" She looked across the room to where she heard the voice. Draco was standing at what she assumed to be his doorway to the bathroom.

"Very. It's huge too! I love the ceiling. It makes you feel special doesn't it?" She smiled.

"Oh yes. Um, do you mind if I get ready for bed in here too… there is plenty of room."

"Sure, why not." Hermione started to unpack her stuff from her luggage; all of her make-up, hair products, toothbrush, etc. She started to run the water and noticed that it tasted like water, but didn't look watery. It was pink and sparkling; she looked at Draco's running water and it was yellow and sparking. Weird. She thought.

She finished up, said good night to Draco and walked back into her room. She made sure one of the windows was open for Layla and then crawled into bed.

After lying awake for an hour or so, thinking about the recent events, she felt sleep coming onto her. She closed her eyes and within a few minutes was fast asleep and dreaming.


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