Secrets
Chapter Thirteen: First Date
(Disclaimer: I own no HP titles…)
(A/N- This chapter idea was thought up by the creative mind of Butterfly. I'm very sorry the last two chapters weren't so good; my muse hasn't been very nice lately…
-Belle)
That night Draco and I were having an elegant dinner together, he brought up the topic of 'us.'
"We've been going out for about a month now, you know." He said, spinning his fork through his spaghetti.
"Yeah…" I said, looking up. "Why?"
"Well, we haven't exactly had a first date yet…" Draco trailed off.
"You're right! Wow, I never really thought of that…" I smiled, looking up at him. A few house elves brought in some dessert- Strawberry Cheesecake. I gasped and dug in, not noticing how pig-like I looked. When I finished I looked back up at Draco, who was staring at me like I was an alien. "I-I love cheesecake…" I muttered, wiping my mouth off.
Draco laughed. "Nice…"
"So, when and where for our first date?" I asked, resting my head on my entwined fingers and looking at him with interest.
"Well, how about tomorrow night… and the beach?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.
"But isn't it supposed to thunderstorm tomorrow?"
"All the more better."
I smirked. "Danger is just your thing, isn't it?"
"Yup."
XxX
I stepped into my massive closet and gazed around with starry eyes. Someone, who I assumed to be Draco, had brought up a gorgeous new wardrobe for me, including the old clothes I had brought with me. Casual clothes such as jeans, shorts, tank tops, ect., on the right, and formal wear such as dresses and skirts on the left. Shoes were lining the perimeter. I was in heaven! For tonight, I picked out an elegant black bikini with an ankle-length, loose white skirt over it. After taking a shower, I blow dried my hair and straightened it out, making it smooth and glossy. I slipped on a pair of black and white flip flops and went to the mirror to make one final check over myself before my big night with Draco.
I rushed out of my room and slowly descended down the marble staircase, looking for Draco.
"Hermione," I heard a voice say from behind. I whirled around to find Draco standing behind me, looking totally snog-worthy. He wore a pair of blue swim trunks that brought out his eyes perfectly, and a white t-shirt, which fit him perfectly.
"Hey, Draco, you ready?" I asked, blushing for some odd reason.
"Of course." He said. Taking a few steps down so we were on the same stair, I took his arm when he offered it and continued down the stairwell beaming happily. "We're going to apparate there. So just hold on to me, okay?"
I nodded, and with a crack we disappeared from the Malfoy Manor.
We appeared on a beach as the sun was setting, casting a rainbow of colors flying across the sky. The clouds accented it perfectly, adding shadow to the pinks and blues of the sky.
"Here we are…" Draco said, rolling out a blanket that he had brought. I lay down next to him and snuggled up to his warm (and sexy) body.
"I love you…" I said, setting my nose lightly against his.
"I love you, too…" Draco replied, moving in to kiss me. I pressed my lips against his and, as if on cue, the wind began to pick up, making the sand swirl around us. I heard thunder crack in the distance, making me jump and forcing my teeth to clank into Draco's. I pulled back and rubbed my aching choppers.
"Ow…" I muttered as Draco did the same. I looked at him and couldn't help but laugh- it was such a sight to see Draco rubbing his teeth. With an other roll of thunder, I jumped into Draco's arms, remembering my fright of thunderstorms. "Hey, Draco?" I asked nervously.
"You're afraid of storms, aren't you?" I nodded weakly, watching him smirk and hold me closer to his chest. I listened to his heartbeat- slow and steady, like music to my ears. "Don't worry, I'm here."
Light rain began to sprinkle upon us, like we were lying in one giant shower. I shivered in Draco's arms, thankful that he was here and that I was not alone. How could I forget something like this? A bolt of lightning sparkled closer to us and the sky began to darken, clashing with the darkness of night at the same time. It began to rain heavier, heavy drops pouring down upon us. I didn't mind the rain, though, without the unwelcoming thunder and lightning. I stood up, letting the wind blow through my now damp hair, blowing my fears far away. Draco stood, also, wrapping a warm arm around my waist. I cupped my hands on his cheeks and looked into his glazed blue eyes. The eyes I fell in love with. I then roughly pushed my lips against his; putting in everything I had inside me. I soon felt Draco's tongue lightly against my lips, begging for entry. I parted my lips, granting his wish. His tongue shot in my mouth as mine did that same, clashing together, lust and want pulsing between us. Sand continuously swirled in circles around us while the thunder and lightning clashed and crashed together. Though I was terrified beyond my dreams, I had to admit, this couldn't be more romantic.
I pulled back after a few minutes, breathing heavily and smiling up to Draco. "Wow…" I breathed.
"Best yet," Draco said, puffing out his chest and raising an eyebrow as he smirked. "You weren't so bad yourself…"
XxX
We apparated back to the Manor at about midnight, after the storm had settled. We ran up the stairs, dripping wet and ran into the bathroom, taking off all clothes except our bathing suits and climbing into the shower, me giggling like mad and Draco laughing at my perkiness.
"I haven't done this in forever…" Draco said, turning on the water and stepping out of the shower to grab some towels for when we were done. The water squirted out, coming out freezing cold and making me scream. "Shhh!" Draco warned, putting a finger to his lips. "You'll wake my mum…"
I smirked and raised an eyebrow. "And I thought Draco Malfoy lived for danger?"
"You haven't seen my mum when she gets woken up…"
I let out a laugh as he climbed into the shower with me as the water went warmer. We could've lived without it, though, for the body heat between us was unbelievable.
After our sensual shower, Draco and I went to bed in my room, snuggling close together, muttering sweet words of comfort and dreams to each other before falling into the best sleep I've had in a long, long time.
XxX
I awoke to find Draco gone form our bed, a small note lying on the nightstand.
Dearest Hermione,
I've gone to Diagon Alley for unspeakable business, and I'll be back soon. My mum should be up and making her morning tea, and I'm sure she'd be more than happy if you'd join her. Relax and enjoy yourself, I should be back before two o'clock.
-Draco
I let out a sigh and set the note back down on the night table. After making sure my clothes were presentable, I went downstairs to see Narcissa. I descended into the kitchen and to the patio to find her basking in the morning sun, her eyes closed, humming a happy tune while sipping tea.
"Mrs. Malfoy?" Her eyes shot open and she turned around.
"Oh, it's just you, Hermione dear." She seemed relieved. "Please, come sit down, would you like some tea?"
"That'd be nice." I said, putting on a kind smile.
"Let me go make some-"
"Make some?" I asked, wondering why she would make some, when, being a Malfoy, she could make house elves do it for her.
"Why, yes! I've a mint bush right over here that I make it out of." Narcissa said sweetly, not minding my curiosity. "Would you like me to teach you?"
I nodded eagerly and followed Mrs. Malfoy around a bush and into a beautiful garden filled with colorful flowers and sweet smelling plants. She stopped before a bush with nothing but green leaves sprouting out of the stems. She bent down and plucked off as much as she could carry and pulled out a small pouch to store them in. She stood up and handed them to me.
"We need to tear them up now," Narcissa said, walking back to the house. "Then boil them in water."
I nodded as she brought out a cutting board as poured out the leaves onto it. "Oh, smell the leaves." She said. I picked up a leaf and held it to my nose, breathing in and taking in the scent. It smelled strongly, but not too strongly, of mint- a very pleasant smell. I smiled and nodded in approval before continuing to cut the leaves into tiny squares with my hands. When I finished, Narcissa had me put them into a mug of water and boil it over the oven. As we waited for it to boil, Mrs. Malfoy decided that this was a good time to talk to me.
"Hermione," She said. "Has Draco been totally fair to you?"
"Oh, yes." I said quickly.
"You don't have to lie to me, Hermione, has he treated you fairly?"
"Yes, Mrs. Malfoy, I promise." I said, letting out an unnoticeable sigh. "But Draco and I have decided to keep our relationship secret… for both of our sakes."
"Yes, Draco has told me about that," Narcissa said, checking the mug, which was not yet ready. "And what happened last time." I looked down, remembering what happened 'last time.' 'Last time' meaning what happened what Harry found out that I had cheated on him.
"Mrs. Malfoy-"
"Hermione, relax, you're not in trouble, I'm not here to rat you out." She smiled mischievously. "I made Molly promise not to tell anyone else."
"Thank you…"
"You can drop the 'Mrs. Malfoy's' and 'please' and 'thank you's' now, darling. Just call me Narcissa, I insist."
"Okay… Narcissa."
"Draco loves you very much, Hermione. He tells me everything about you. He even told me he liked you in first year." She giggled. "He was so cute and innocent then. But in fifth year, he started earning a reputation. He'd bring home girls who said he loved, but always gave them up for an other one. I've met so many girls of his, I've lost count. Even though he had other girls, he still always had you on his mind. Draco never meant to hurt anyone, he was just trying to mask up his feelings for you. He knew it could never work between you. Enemies. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin."
"I gave it a chance, though," I said, continuing her story. "I knew it couldn't work out, but I needed some excitement in my life. I really didn't expect it to turn out so… perfect."
The mug was ready, and Narcissa took it off the stove, careful not to burn her hands. She drained the tealeaves out of my mug and handed it to me, along with a bottle of honey.
"Enjoy." She said simply.
XxX
Narcissa and I spent the morning chatter and gossiping about Draco and Hogwarts and other feminine topics, enjoying each other's company. When my throat began sore from talking and laughing so much, and my tea mug became empty, I went back up to my room, deciding to finally get dressed. I was surprised, almost shocked, to find it one o'clock already. I put on a pair of sweat pants and a loose white shirt and sat down on the bed, opening an already-read book.
"Hello, love." I heard Draco say as he entered the room an hour later. "I bought you a few things…" He pulled from behind his back three new books. The first one being 'The Phantom of the Opera,' one of my favorite muggle books, the second and third being information books on Hogwarts- companions to 'Hogwarts: A History.'
"Oh, Draco!" I said, rushing over to him and kissing him on the cheek before taking the books from him. "I've always wanted to read these!"
He smiled. "A simple spell to view your wish list…"
A light pecking came knocking at the window, which I figured to be an owl. Draco allowed the owl in, which I recognized to be Hedwig, and pulled the letter from its grasp. He looked at the envelope and handed it to me, saying that it was addressed to me. I opened it and read it slowly.
Hermione,
Ron told me about what he dared you yesterday, and I totally disagree with it. Firstly, he must've gotten you drunk or something, because I know it's highly unlike you to go and play Truth or Dare, and secondly, I don't totally trust you with Malfoy. If you wish to return to the Burrow, you can at any time. If you don't, though, I'll look forward to seeing you at school in three days.
Yours Always,
-Harry
I folded up the letter and set it down on the bed with a huff. I pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill from the desk in the corner of the room and began to reply;
Harry,
Firstly, I can make my own decisions, drunk or not, and not have to worry about you worrying about me. And secondly, I don't totally trust you with me. I'm a Gryffindor, Harry. I can't resist a dare! I'm not going back to the Burrow, and I will indeed be seeing you back at school. Oh, and I'm here with Malfoy strictly for the dare. I really can't stand that slimy git…
-Hermione
Before I could roll up the parchment, Draco snatched it out of my grasp. "A slimy git, am I?"
"Draco, you know I'm just reinforcing our secret…"
"Of course…" Draco handed it back to me, and I sent it off with Hedwig.
I began to write Ron, scolding him for being so careless;
Ron,
A game of Truth or Dare? Harry's catching on, Ron, and if you blow our cover, I swear I'll never forgive you. You know how possessive Harry can get, and I'd rather not see that side of him again… Anyway, I do want to thank you for covering for me, even if you didn't do that well.
I love you,
-'Mione
I rolled the parchment up and sent it off with Hedwig.
XxX
