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Not What You'd ExpectChapter 4: The (Long Awaited) Date
The next morning happened to be Hermione's date with Seamus. Just as they had agreed, they met in front of the school. Seamus looked a little different. His hair was more tidy and he looked a little nervous. Hermione still wasn't sure if she liked him, so she had only straightened her hair and put on light make up, not wanting to lead him on if she decided she didn't like him.
"'Lo Hermione," Seamus said.
"Good morning Seamus," she smiled at him politely. They picked a carriage and got inside. It was decorated in red and gold for Gryffendor. Hermione sat down and motioned for Seamus to do the same.
The horses started to walk. They sat in silence for awhile, before Seamus broke it. "I'm so glad you agreed to come with me today. I never thought you would. I'm so bad at magic and I always seem to mess things up. I didn't think you would want to spend time with someone who can't even do a proper spell."
Hermione sighed. "You are really short-changing yourself. You can too perform a proper spell, I've seen it. And I don't judge anyone by their magical ability. That's very stupid and you must not know me as well as you think because I would never ever do that." She scooted closer to him and put her hand on his knee. She was beginning to think that she did like Seamus.
He blushed a little and looked out the window. Soon, they both saw Hogsmeade approaching. Hermione squealed in excitement. She peered out the window. Seamus put his hand on her shoulder and looked out too. The streets were very busy.
The Three Broomsticks was their first stop. They both ordered butterbeers and began to talk about anything and everything. At first, the two didn't know their drinks had come, they were in such a deep conversation. What they also didn't notice was a red-headed boy looking through the front window at them. Ron was very upset at what he saw. Hermione wasn't supposed to like Seamus!
Finally, he saw them get up and start walking towards the door, so he ran off. Hermione and Seamus were getting along well and Hermione was almost positive she liked him. He finished his work and didn't stall as much as Harry and Ron. Also, although his spells were not always correct, he knew almost as much as Hermione and also enjoyed reading.
They went into honeydukes. They had gotten in new kinds of candy. Hermione's favorite was a gum that would blow extra large bubbles, but never popped on your face. Seamus bought her 20 pieces of it, much to her protesting. Eventually, Seamus grabbed Hermione's hand, and they walked hand in hand through Hogsmeade. Every store that looked interesting was stopped at. Each time, Seamus offered to buy Hermione something, and each time, Hermione declined. She didn't want him spending his money on her.
Since this was their second to last trip before Christmas, Hermione decided to get a head start on gifts. She and Seamus split up. They couldn't be buying gifts for each other visible to the other. While Hermione was shopping, she thought a lot. She really did like Seamus and want to go out with him, but something was holding her back. She felt like their was someone else that she really loved, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She racked her brain, saying the names of boys, but none of them carried a spark of love. "Apparently," she thought. "He isn't important enough for me to remember, so I will just go out with Seamus if he asks me."
Ron had seen Hermione go into the store, and followed her in. She was near the back. His eyes drifted over her slim hand, grazing each book on the shelf and smiling to herself. He had always thought it was great she loved to read. But he was loosing track of his purpose. He walked over to her.
"Hey 'Mione! How was your date?" Ron said, trying to sound cheery.
"Very good actually. I may go out with him!" she answered.
"That's great! I'm so happy for you Hermione! You really need a guy who will be there for you. I hope it all works out," he said. Inside he wanted to shove his foot in his mouth.
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Ok. Well, thanks."
They talked for awhile about how her date had gone and Ron held his tongue, trying to make her feel he wasn't jealous. Inside, he fumed at every detail. Behind his back, his hands were clasped so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. Still, he continued to congratulate her and encourage the relationship.
By the end of their "talk," Hermione was decently upset. Ron had never been ok with her relationships ever. She crossed many ideas. Maybe he was sick, not feeling well, anything. But he seemed perfectly fine. She wasn't sure she liked it. Although it could get annoying, she had always like him being protective of her, and now it was gone, and she wasn't sure if she liked it. Maybe he was on some kind of spell and didn't realize he was saying.
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Draco Malfoy eyed his prey. Or rather, his newest hopeful addition to his fan club. It seemed as if this girl would be the last person to ever fall for him. After all, he was a Slytherin, and she was a Gryffendor. But even so, he liked her a lot, maybe more, and he hated the fact that she hated him. He couldn't see why. As usual, Draco was thinking an awful lot of himself.
The girl tossed her red (a/n: yes, red, I know what you're thinking and you're absolutely correct) hair over her shoulder. She looked over and noticed Draco staring at her. GINNY WEASLEY glared at him. Just like her friends, she didn't like Malfoy.
Dean looked over too. He also noticed Malfoy's stare. This caused him to wrap a protective arm around his girlfriend. Draco sneered at him. Dean pretended he hadn't noticed.
"Dean, I need to go to the library. I will see you later," Ginny said. She removed his hand and walked down the hallway.
Draco followed her a few minutes later, and soon came to the library and looked inside. He didn't see her at first, but then he noticed her walking between shelves near the back. He came up behind her and smiled. Ginny felt something, and turned around.
"Malfoy. What the fuck do you want?" she said angrily.
"Such colorful words for such a young girl," Draco said, smirking.
"I'm fifteen. Get a FUCKING life," she stressed the word. Her heel was suddenly stamped on his foot, and she walked off, her hair blowing back from her face.
Draco, not one to be rejected, ran after her. "Ginny!" he said and grabbed her arm. "Answer me this one question."
"Yes, you are a complete asshole."
"That wasn't the question. Have you ever been kissed like this?"
Before she knew what was happening, Draco was kissing her. No matter how incredibly evil, rude, or mean, he was a good kisser. Ginny couldn't help but melt in his arms. She kissed back timidly. After a few minutes she snapped out of her trance and realized what she was doing. She pulled away, slapped him, and walked off.
Draco put a hand to his cheek, but was still grinning.