Chapter 13

A Wet Spell

Hermione woke up the next morning glad she had let herself sleep in. She needed the rest because of the night before. It had taken her forever to fall asleep, thinking about what was going on with Draco, what was with her and about why she let him get to her and what is it was that did it. At times it seemed that he is just the usual arrogant ass that he is, and then yet at times there seemed to be more to him than that.

She was going to finish her report today since it was Saturday and she had the whole day to finish it. She was upset because she hadn't finished it yet and that it was due in a week, she normally would have had it done the day they found out about it. She decided to use the table right out side her room. When she had shut the door to her room to make her way over to the table she heard yelling and crashing noises coming from Draco's room. She sat there for a minute trying to make out what he was saying if he was even saying anything or just pure yelling. She put her stuff on the table debating if she should go see if he is all right, not that she cared or anything. She slowly walked over to his door and raised her fist to knock but the door flew open before she could. They both were startled to see the other standing there. She glanced inside of his room seeing that it was destroyed. His curtains had been ripped down and were swaying gently held up by a single ring. Things were shattered and broken, clothes were thrown about and a picture hanging slanted on the wall fell to the ground. She looked back to him and their eyes meet. They stood in silence then he quickly shut he door and walked passed her, her face was expressionless. She walked over to the railing of the landing and rested one hand on it while she ran the other through her hair pulling the top part back and watched him turn around to her then leave. She sat there for about a minute trying to figure out what was going on with him. She decided to go to the library to do her report instead.

Trying to push that morning out of her mind she focused all of herself on her work. She worked for the rest of the morning until it was time for lunch and since she missed breakfast she'd better show for lunch or her friends might start to worry. They hadn't seen her since before detention the night before so she packed up her stuff and headed down to the Great Hall.

"Hey, Hermione where have you been?" Ginny asked as Hermione sat down across from her and grabbed an apple.

"I was in the library doing a report." Hermione replied.

"Of course you were in the library. You would have your bed in there if you could!" Ron said laughing.

"I never thought about that, that's a great idea!" Hermione said also laughing.

"So how did the detention go?" Harry asked.

"All right, but Malfoy couldn't resist being himself," Hermione replied shrugging.

"Of course, giving the guy a badge is like feeding live mice to a snake." Harry said.

"I wonder why he is like that?" Hermione wondered.

"He's a Malfoy! Nothing more to it." Ginny said.

"Yeah Hermione, it's his birthright, Prince of Asses!" Ron added. Hermione smiled.

"Comes from a long line of them you know." Harry added.

"So what was the reason for detention?" Ginny asked.

"They got caught broom racing through the corridors." Hermione answered.

"I wonder if they are going to call it off for good now." Ron said.

"You knew about it?" Hermione asked shooting him a look.

"Well yeah it's been going on for more than a year," Ron answered.

"It was inspired by George and Fred's escape from Umbridge actually." Ginny added.

"You knew too Ginny? How about you Harry, did you know as well? Hermione asked shocked. He remained silent. "What! Are you kidding me! Am I the only one that didn't know?" More silence. "I can't believe this, why didn't you tell me?" She said hurtfully.

"Well you were a prefect and we didn't want you to have to feel torn between your job and your friends. We know that you wouldn't have told but we didn't want to burden you with any kind of guilt." Ron said sincerely.

"Ron you were a prefect too, and do I need to remind you that you still are!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Yeah… but…I…" Hermione cut Ron off.

"Forget it. I got to finish my report. I'll see you at dinner." She said as she threw her bag over her shoulder and gripped her apple as she walked off.

"Hermione, we're sorry!" Harry yelled after her. She waved it off.

She caught a glimpse of Draco before she left the Hall staring at her as usual, but a few people probably where looking at her as she left. She headed back up to the library to finish her work. She had no problem that afternoon as she breezed right trough it. She even finished the rest of her homework. Her friends keeping something from her surely helped her get Draco off her mind. Dinnertime seemed to have arrived quicker than expected, which was fine because she only had an apple for lunch. She made her way down to the Hall and her friends were already there waiting for her.

"Hermione we are really sorry, really!" They all said at once. Who was she kidding she couldn't stay mad at them. Beside she wasn't exactly forth coming with her secrets either.

"It's all right. I don't have to know everything I guess." Hermione said. They sat there blinking in silence.

"Hermione Granger not wanting to know something? She's ill! Someone get Madam Pomfrey!" Ron exclaimed.

"No Ron, I am fine." She said with a smile. "Just have a little faith in me, ok?

They all smiled.

"So, do you want to have a go at it" Harry asked.

"It is a lot of fun." Ginny added.

Hermione raised and eyebrow at them

"Not that much faith." Hermione said.

They all laughed.

They talked for a while, eating and laughing. When she saw Draco come in she decided that she wanted to get a shower in before he came back. She thought that he might avoid her that night because of the night before and that morning's events.

"Well I am going to go take a shower." She said hurrying through her meal and finishing. "See you rebels later," She said with a wink as she got up and headed out.

She got to her common room and headed to her room to change into her bathing suit so she could take her shower without wondering when and if he was going to try and sneak a peak to make things even for seeing him naked. Although Draco's perverted mind would still get his jollies because it didn't cover much and showed her every curve. She didn't feel strange wearing it over the summer but then again she didn't have Draco staring at her like that either. (Little did she know). She did still feel covered enough in case he peeked in on her. She changed and put her robe on and headed to the bathroom, shutting the door and didn't even bothering to lock it, what was the point. She hung her robe on the hook, turned on the water, and got in. She felt like singing since it had been a while since she last had been able to. She thought that Draco wouldn't be back for a while, so she decided she would.

She started to sing Bonnie McKee's "Honey". She sang it while she washed. She loved the way her voice sounded in that bathroom. It made her sound good. She liked her voice but was sort of self-conscious of it, among other things. She was starting to get over it though, and she was becoming more comfortable with herself around others. Alone she was fine. She knew that she looked good, but was not conceded or flaunting about it.

She finished her showering chores, pushed her wet hair back and leaned against the wall bent a knee out and rested one hand on her tummy and the other on her bent leg.

A few minutes of enjoying the warm water hitting and running along her body she felt a rush of cool air. She opened her eyes to see Draco rush in with his clothes still on and press his body up against hers. His hands were on the shower wall on both sides of her head, one hand slightly above her head. His face just inches away.

"It would appear that you don't trust me." He said with a huge smile across his face, his eyes glazed over. He looked over her body, then back up to her eyes.

"Well you are in here aren't you?" She returned his smile. He leaned down and kissed her impatiently, pushing her more against the wall. She put her hands on the back of his now soaking wet shoulders. He pulled back and ran his finger along her bare stomach making her quiver. He unbuttoned his wet shirt and threw it off, water running all over him and dripping from the ends if his hair. He pulled her to him continued to kiss her, and rubbed his hands all over her back. The water flowed down along and coated their bodies. She could feel his soft smooth wet skin on her stomach and that stirred all kinds of feelings in her. He slid his hand down her back and over her butt making himself moan. He kissed her fervently pulling her leg up and pressing himself up against her, making her gasp. His hands grabbed hers pushing them up above her on the wall, rubbing himself against her making them both moan with pleasure. She again felt him wanting her. He loved the feel of her body, her lips, her tongue, her so close to him. She didn't want him to stop. He was so wrong but yet so right, she couldn't help it, and there was just something there that was too strong to fight and it felt natural. He let go of one hand and returned his to her butt and upper thigh, running his hand along them. Then he started to run his finger in circles on the edge of her bottoms causing her to jolt. He pulled out of their kiss breathing heavily and looked at her licking his lips as he was trying to take in any off her that was left on them. He backed up smiling and left the shower. She went to the door of the shower also breathing heavily and looked out at him, who was still looking at her while walking out of the bathroom. She smiled back and shut the shower door.

She leaned back against the wall again putting her hands on top of her head. "Can I not control myself? And why do I keep smiling like that? " she thought to herself.

She waited a few more minutes before she got out. She tuned the shower off, got out, and wrapped her hair in a towel and put on her robe. As she was walking out of the bathroom she noticed what looked like the outline left in the condensation from someone sitting on the counter. "How long was he in here before he got into the shower?" She asked herself. She turned and headed to her bedroom to get dressed.

A/N: Hey there everyone, just a quick note.Thanks for waiting and I am so sorry you had to. This week has been very busy for me. A really huge THANKS to all who have reviewed I love you guys so much! Please keep reading and reviewing!