He faked a sigh and placed his hand on his side of the journal, while Hermione placed hers on her side. As soon as their hands were both in contact with the book, they felt a warmth pass through their palms and fingertips, into their bones shooting down their spines and finally reaching their toes. They both looked up at each other as it happened, a different emotion playing in each others eyes, an emotion that consisted of all the emotions they had every experience they had with each other.
Hermione closed her eyes and saw almost a rapid slide show of Draco first year making fun of Harry, Draco second year walking like he owned the world, Draco third year singing Weasly is Our King, Draco fourth year getting ready for the Triwizard, Draco fifth year looking at her with triumph when he caught them at the DA meeting.
Draco felt his eyelids close and he saw a fast flash of Hermione, first year her puffy hair and know-it-all attitude, second year when she was petrified, third year her face of admiring beauty as Hagrid showed them his big chicken, fourth year when she was pulled out of the water, and fifth year when she was eating on the first day of school, pushing her peas to one side of the plate.
They both felt their eyelids wrench open at the same time. They looked into each others eyes for a long spell until the feeling of magical warmth slowly crept back up their toes, through their bones, up their spine, and out their arms into their fingers. It was then they realized they were standing palm to palm with each other, Draco's fingertips slightly bent over Hermione's. Hermione tilted her head slowly to the side, while shifting her hand so her fingertips fell slowly in between his. She gradually curled her fingers around his, watching the movement with awe. She looked up at Draco who, at that moment, was looking at her in a way she had never seen before. She quickly untangled, yanked her hand from his.
"I didn't do that." She said quietly, while wiggling her fingers at her side.
"Hmm?" Draco pulled out of the trance. It was just the lighting on her hair that made her seem to glow you imbecile. Witches don't glow like that… right?
"I didn't do that. I didn't move my hand to hold yours. I swear to Merlin I didn't do that." Hermione rubbed her forehead in frustration. He's never going to believe me. What the hell is going on?
Draco looked at her for the fleeting moment she allowed him too. "What do you mean you didn't do it? I pretty much can bet my life that you moved your hand to hold mine. Oh, by the way. I am not complaining I am pointing out a fact." Wait, why did I add that second part? Argh, I'm loosing this.
Hermione couldn't help smiling, there was just something about this "new" draco. He was just so different. Almost like a little kid, like… I dunno innocent. Ok, wow not innocent. Who would describe Malfoy as innocent? Besides me. "I dunno it was like I wasn't controlling… but I was. It's confusing. It was like I was there but my hand had its own control over itself." She wheeled around on the heel of her shoe in a circle. "And you think I'm crazy. It's so late. This is stupid. I should go before I make a fool out of myself… Again, that is." Draco smiled at her.
"Ok, it is late. So I guess you are right. But I have one question."
"Yes?"
"Where did the book go?"
M/S: Hey! Guess what? I know what i'm going to do after this chapter! Wahoo! I would like to thank especially Iamyourboogieman for the really long fun to read reviews! Thanks a TON. lol i was having such a bad day and then i read it and i couldn't stop laughing. Thanks! Can't wait for the next part! I would rite more but i hafta go. Btw ReViEw! ANd the next chapter should have some about the ring (wink wink)