Secrets
Chapter Three: The Secret Begins
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I'm sorry if this chapter gets kind of boring, but I promise Ch. 4 will get exciting! Oh, remember that this chapter is in Hermione's POV! What do yall think of my switching like that? R&R!
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"Hermione, I'm not sure if you should go…" Ron said as him and Harry walked me down to the dungeon for my second detention. "I mean, what if he tries something again?"
"I'll be fine. I'm a big girl now, Ron. I can take care of myself." I said courageously. I wasn't going to let him do that again- this time I was going to fight back.
"Okay, but just remember, you're all the way down in Slytherin territory… anything can happen…" Ron said, looking around anxiously.
"Geez, Ron! Talking like that will scare her!" Harry said. He turned back to me. "Hermione, I know you can take care of yourself, just don't do anything you'll regret later."
"Okay, father." I said with sarcasm.
By then we had reached the dungeon, and just as I was about to go in, Harry pulled me by the arm into a loving embrace. Ron was already on his way back, not noticing that Harry wasn't at his side. Taking advantage of this rare moment of privacy, Harry engulfed me in a passionate kiss, gently slipping his tongue into my mouth. I kissed back with everything in me, thinking of how rare these moments were.
"Having fun, Granger?" A cold voice said to my left, interrupting the beautiful moment I was sharing with Harry. I pulled back to find Malfoy looking at me mockingly, his hideous smirk on his face.
"Actually, yes." I said, and I turned back to Harry, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and followed Malfoy into the potions classroom.
After Malfoy shut the door he looked at me with an odd expression… almost jealousy…?
"Stop looking at me like that, Malfoy. It's obvious you're jealous." I snapped, sitting down in my usual seat. Malfoy walked over to me, eyeing my seductively. My heart took a lurch and began throbbing uncontrollably. What was this feeling? Why was my stomach fluttering?
"Malfoy, back off," I said, pushing my chair back. I heard my voice quiver. I had blown my brave cover. "I'm warning you… Take one more step and I'll-" But he put his hand over my mouth silenced me. He looked into my eyes for a moment, a determined expression on his face.
"You're scared," Malfoy finally said, taking his hand off my mouth.
"I am not!" I snapped. "And you can't just read me like a book, ferret boy! Have some dignity and respect!"
Malfoy looked taken back. "I was not 'reading you like a book,' I was merely… 'Glancing through the pages.'" He said, smirking again.
" Yeah, well this book," I ran a finger down my side, "Is not for looking!"
"Oh, really?" He said, taking a step back, looking me up and down. "When will it be?"
"What's with you and your sudden interest in me, eh, Malfoy? What's so interesting in me now? There are plenty of other pureblood Slytherins out there begging for you to claim their virginity, and you still go for me!" I cried, anger pumping through me.
"Ah, see, but you, Miss Granger, are a risk to my reputation… you know how I love risks…" Malfoy said, sitting down on a table across from mine. "All of the other Slytherin girls are willing and too needy. You, on the other hand, fear and hate me."
"I DO NOT FEAR YOU!" I yelled, getting to my feet, trying to restrain myself from getting out my wand. "I merely avoid you because I fear what you can do to me!"
"Do to you? What would I want to do to you?" Malfoy asked innocently, raising an eyebrow and provoking me to say exactly what I didn't want to say.
"Well last night you sure showed some interest! God knows what was going through your filthy little mind!" I snapped, turning away from him.
"God? Who's that?" He asked cluelessly.
"No one, it's a muggle term…" I said softly.
He snorted. "I should've known…"
"SHUT UP!" I yelled, my tempter rising once again.
"Do you know why I tease and annoy you so much, Granger?" Malfoy asked, raising an eyebrow. He walked over to me, looking me in the eyes.
"No…" I said with a sigh, playing along with his little game, allowing my tempter to subdue.
"Your reaction. You spaz out! And besides… you're so cute when you're angry…" Malfoy put a hand to my cheek, still looking me in the eyes. Why was I letting him do this? Why did my body tingle at his touch? All of these questions and no answers were driving me crazy! "To be honest, I've no idea why I'm acting this way. This feeling is so odd."
His words surprised me… this wasn't the Malfoy I'd gone to school with for seven years… this was someone else… maybe someone was using the Imperious Curse on him…
"Me, too." I said before my mind thought through. I instantaneously cupped my hand over my mouth, as if trying to take back what I'd just said.
Malfoy smirked, taking his hand off of my cheek and placing it onto my waist, where he put the other one parallel to it. Once again, I asked myself, why was I letting him do this? My body couldn't move; it was ignoring my minds protests and wills to make a run for it. Before I knew what was happening, I felt a pair of soft lips on mine, brushing against mine only for a moment before retreating.
"I'll leave it at that." Malfoy said, turning around and heading to the professor's desk. "Get to work… let's see… scrub the floors tonight." He said. "Accio scrubber." He said as a brush made of tough, thick hair came flying to him. "Accio bucket."
After a few moments, I was scrubbing the floors on my hands and knees. There was no other way to clean the floor, but on my hands and knees. It felt odd doing that in a skirt, especially in front of Malfoy, who I knew was bound to take a glance. I had rolled my sleeves up and had rubber gloves on them. I began scrubbing back and forth, up and down, over and over. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Malfoy watching me, a satisfied grin on his face.
"Enjoying this, Malfoy?" I snapped, sitting on my knees for a moment to look at him properly.
"Of course. Get back to work, now, Granger. The sooner you finish, the sooner you can leave."
At that, I best over again and began scrubbing once more. Soon, though, I realized that my blouse was hanging down, revealing what lay beneath it. I looked up to see Malfoy peering down to seek a peek.
"Malfoy, you perv!" I said, choking back a laugh and trying to sound serious. How in the world was that amusing?
"Sorry, Granger… I'm a typical Slytherin… typical male at that… You can't say little Potty isn't the same way."
"Don't' call him that." I snapped. "And no, he's not perverted like you are. He respects me, and doesn't rush things… Harry-"
"I get it, Granger, I don't need or want details…"
I let out a huff and continued scrubbing,
About two long and tiring hours later, I finished. I could barely keep my eyes open, let alone talk.
"D-d-done M-Malfoy…" I said through a yawn.
"Awww, is wittle Gwngwer tiwerd?" Malfoy said, speaking in a childish tone.
"Shut up…" I muttered, gathering my stuff and heading towards the door.
Just as I was fixing to walk out the door, Malfoy grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to him, so I could feel his breath on my face. I felt his lips on mine, and without thinking, I kissed back as he dipped his tongue into my mouth. He pulled back after a minute, pushing me out the door and shutting it behind me.
I groggily trudged up to Gryffindor Tower, plopped down on the common room couch and was swept into a peaceful slumber.
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I had decided while dressing the next morning to not tell Harry and Ron about the kiss because I knew that Harry would explode and make a scene, and then probably go on a killing rampage and get himself expelled. I really couldn't let that happen…
I transfigured my brush into a cordless straightener and attempted to straighten my bushy hair. It worked for the most part, but I couldn't get it in the back. I needed someone to do it for me…Oh, my gosh! I'm so stupid! I ended up magicking the straightener to straighten my hair for me.
I trotted into the library before breakfast to catch up on what I couldn't do last night.
Stupid Malfoy… He ruined my schedule! He just had to make me scrub last night…
And then he kissed me…
Wait, I thought he only kissed me once!
I remember twice…
Oh, my gosh and it was open mouth, too!
And I kissed back!
I cheated on Harry!
I could feel tears swelling up in my eyes, warm and begging to fall out. I retreated to the darkest corner of the library and sat down, crying silently, letting the tears slide down my cheeks.
I cheated on Harry…But Malfoy took advantage of me when I was half asleep!
Still, though…
The same thoughts continued jogging through my mind mercilessly, making me sob even more. As I began wiping my tears and gathering my books a cold voice drawled out from behind me.
"What's wrong Granger? Potty boy break up with you?"
I whirled around to find Malfoy with his arms crossed across his (I have to admit, muscular) chest and a smirk on his sneering face.
"You wish." I snapped, now wishing that my tears would evaporate. I grabbed my stuff, flung it over my shoulder and proceeded towards the entrance of the library.
"Hold on, Granger…" Malfoy said, grabbing my arm and swinging me around to face him.
"What?" I half asked half snapped.
"I want to ask you something."
I let out an annoyed sigh. "Go ahead, but hurry, Harry's waiting for me…"
Malfoy looked nervous… nervous? "Well… I… You see…"
"Spit it out!"
"Okay, I'm apologizing for my behavior over the past… six years…"Malfoy said, looking me straight in my eyes.
I almost choked. "W-What?"
"I'm sorry for calling you a mudblood… I'm sorry for being rude to Potter and Weasley… I'm sorry for everything."
"And you just expect me to forgive you? Oh, that wasn't a question by the way…"
"No." Malfoy said, ignoring my little comment.
"Then what are you doing?"
"Getting a head start."
"You're impossible…" I said, turning once more towards the door. I let out a dramatic sigh as Malfoy whirled me once again around,
"What this time?" I snapped.
"I wanted to ask you one more thing…" Now he was avoiding my eyes.
"Whatever, just hurry up!"
"Will you go out with me?"
I almost screamed. First this raving lunatic asks for forgiveness for seven years of torture, and now he wants to date me? Does he not know I have a boyfriend who I'm madly in love with? Either he's under the Imperious Curse or he's just raving mad… I didn't know what to say! Should I scream and yell at him? Should I just walk away? Neither.
"Malfoy, you just don't get it, do you?" I asked, cocking my head to one side.
"I've no idea what you're talking about."
I sighed. "I have a boyfriend. You're a Slytherin. I'm a Gryffindor. We're enemies. What would people say?"
"People wouldn't know," Malfoy said, taking my hands into his. Why was I allowing him to do that? "We'd be allowed to date other people and would tell not a soul about each other. All we'd have is our detentions."
Why was I considering it? I knew it was wrong… but… it'd be a thrill! God knows I need some more fun in my life… Harry wouldn't know… Why not?
"Sure, why not…" I said with a sigh, rolling my eyes. My gaze then went into his eyes. I was surprised to find them full of emotion, which was usually concealed behind a curtain of ice.
"I've really got to go…" I said, feeling awkward.
"What? No goodbye kiss?" Malfoy asked, looking offended.
"Fine…" I said, pushing my lips up against his for a brief second. As I pulled back, I felt Malfoy's hand creep up my spine and rest on the back of my neck, pushing my lips back on his. He began licking my lips, begging for entry. I opened my mouth slightly, letting him in. Almost immediately, his tongue dove into my mouth, exploring every corner.
When I finally pulled back, I looked into his eyes, suddenly feeling emotions running between us.
"I really have to go now, Malfoy…"
"Malfoy? We're alone now… You can call me Draco." Draco said, taking a bow. "But in public, it stays as Malfoy."
"Yeah, I guess you can call me Hermione… But it's still Granger in front of everyone else. And don't act any different. There's nothing going on between us."
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