A few hours later, Draco woke up. He lifted himself up from the ground and brushed of a small layer of snow that had fallen on him. It was almost midnight already so he picked Hermione up and clutched her against his chest. Then he slowly began walking back inside.
He found himself looking down a lot at Hermione's well-carved face. He kept thinking about how beautiful she was, and how he had treated her in the past years. He hadn't meant it of course, but he wasn't sure if she knew that. By now she probably had forgotten, but if she hadn't, hopefully she had forgiven him.
As he approached the tall back doors of Hogwarts, he cradled Hermione in one arm as he swung one of the doors open and stepped inside. He walked toward the steps and silently made his way up to the heads' dorm. Once he had arrived, he almost had to shout just to wake up the man on the portrait.
"Crystal Wings" he said in a whisper. The man looked at him angrily and then opened the entrance. Draco stepped in and up one more fleet of stairs. Then he came upon Hermione's room. The door was a dark maroon with a shimmering gold handle. He placed his hand on the handle, twisted it slightly and pushed. The door creaked open and Draco walked over to the four-posted bed, pulled back the thick comforter, and laid Hermione beneath it. He stood there a moment after. Not for any special reason, just to admire her sleeping. Then he exited the room and entered his own to rest.
When he awoke the next morning, Hermione had already been up. She was waiting down in the common room that they both shared. Draco got ready and was surprised to see her awake so early when he left his room.
"Hermione, what are you doing up so early?" He questioned after a long yawn.
"Oh…just decided to get up, I guess." She finally said. Then she got up off the couch and sauntered over to Draco. She put her arm around his neck and kissed him gently on the cheek.
"So how did you sleep?" she asked. He yawned again and found himself once again gazing into her soft brown eyes.
"Ok." He shrugged, "What about you?"
"I had the weirdest dream last night, you were in it. We were in the forbidden forest, and there was this fountain, and lots of flowers, and…and…"
"Hermione, that wasn't a dream. It was all real." He said laughing slightly.
"Oh…" Hermione said blushing. She began walking toward the door and Draco followed. When she was out of the dorm, many students were walking through the hallway to breakfast. Draco stood next to her with his arm around her as they followed the students to the Great Hall. All of a sudden, Ron appeared in front of them.
"What the fuck are you thinking, Hermione!" he shouted. His cheeks were flush with anger and confusion. Draco glanced over to Hermione, wondering how she was going to respond to that.
"Ron, Draco and I are going out…we have been for about two and a half weeks already, remember?" She said in a 'god-your-so-stupid' type of voice.
"WHAT! YOU NEVER TOLD ME! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" He screamed. Harry walked behind him and dragged him down the hallway by his arms.
"There's Ron for you!" she said sarcastically, laughing at her own joke. Draco joined in and moments later, they arrived at the Great Hall. Most of the students were seated already, so Draco took his place at the Slytherin table and Hermione joined him there. Ron was anxiously waiting for his breakfast. After his long nights sleep, he was ready to pig out once again. About five minutes later, once all of the students were seated, the food appeared on the tables.
Ron grabbed about three pancakes, loads of syrup, two egg, a few pieces of bacon, a piece of buttered toast, and to top it all off, a blueberry muffin.
"Slow down, Ron! You'll gag!" Harry said to Ron. Ron paused for a moment, a fork-full of pancakes still stuffed in his mouth, and then looked up at Harry, then he continued on with his meal.
"Hey Mudblood." Blaise said kindly.
"Excuse me?" Hermione questioned, raising her voice. Draco glared directly into his eyes.
"Err…Hermione." He corrected himself. Hermione nodded her head and waved. Then she picked up some pancakes and syrup.
