A/N: Hello Peoples once again! Here's Chapter 12...we're really moving along
now, aren't we?
THANKS TO: Arallahamora, Callie(), pyroprincess4evernwood, ilovetrey, D-E-V- L41, Oooo, RoseMage77, Queen of Greenland, me****, Lil Drumma Girl
Everything4Nothing: Thanks for the advice. Something is going to happen in the next chapter! I promise...won't be as boring!
Princessdza: I don't think I made Pansy kiss anyone. I'll leave that up to your imaginations! Thanks for reviewing.
PrincessAngelz: Thanks so much! Glad you like it. I'm going to make it more interesting, so keep reading!
Kole17: Thanks for your awesome review. In answer to your question, yes that was a typo. I must have let my mind wonder or something... Anyway...yeah, there is a bit of a mystery about Neville's answer, but you'll just have to keep reading to see!
Blue-Chick: It's awesome you like my story. Good to hear! Keep reading for a lot of excitement! Thanks so much for reviewing.
Chapter Twelve: Winter Wonderland
---Draco's POV---
It was the day after the ball, and most Hogwarts students weren't out of bed-or in Draco's case off the couch. He and Hermione had slept there the last night, too lazy to go into their own rooms.
At 1:15 Hermione and Draco woke from the sudden burst of light coming through their window.
Hermione groaned. Why did the sun have to wake them up? Hermione looked into Draco's eyes and smiled. She half expected them to turn blue since he was acting so different these days. His steely grey eyes were gorgeous, Hermione had to admit, but she always remembered them meaning he was cold and heartless.
''Morning Draco,' she murmured.
He nodded at her. Hermione couldn't help it, she looked deeper and deeper into his grey eyes.
'Draco, are your father's eyes grey too?' she whispered.
'Yeah. That's where I got mine from, unfortunately. They're awful I know, cold, cruel...heartless.'
'No they're not. I love them! What about your mother, what colour eyes did she have?'
'My mother...she has blue eyes. What about your parents?'
'My father had electric green eyes, and my mum had electric blue.'
'How did you get brown eyes then? Don't you usually get the colour of one of your parents?'
'I don't know why I didn't. I've read countless books which would explain, although I can never find the answer.'
Draco smiled at her and kissed her again. He had never met anyone quite like Hermione. Nobody had ever been so kind and understanding as she was. His mother was always lovely to him, but she was never around these days. She locked herself in her room, hiding away from her destructive husband. Lucius Malfoy truly was a bastard.
Hermione had also accepted Draco and loved him for him.
'Draco, can I ask you a question? It's one you might be a bit sensitive about, but I desperately need to know.'
'Sure, Hermione.'
'Well, you're father's a deatheater and all, and he obviously wants you to follow in his footsteps. I was just wondering...are you?'
'No. Whenever I'm in Hogwarts I'm safe, and as soon as this year is finished I'll be finding a job. I'll have my own house, so Lucius will never be able to find me.'
'What if he wants to give you the Dark Mark before the end of school? What are you going to do then?'
'I don't know. I'll see if it comes up. Even if he does, it won't make a difference to whether I will join the dark side or not. Getting the Dark Mark could be useful...'
'Draco! You have to go straight to Dumbledore! I don't care what you say; you're NOT getting the Dark Mark! It hurts, and I don't want you to be...well...hurt!'
'I've been through worst,' he sighed.
Hermione shook her head and kissed him on the cheek. Her poor Draco!
Draco and Hermione ate breakfast and got ready to go outside. They didn't have much of the day left, but it definitely was worth it for the night before. Everyone really did have a great time.
Draco dressed himself in a pair of jeans and a white hoodie. Hermione thought he looked really cute.
Hermione wore jeans and a very thick black halter-top underneath a long sleeved white top. She wrapped a scarf around her neck and styled her hair so she looked wind-blown. She put her hands into some gloves. Snow really did freeze your fingers! She then applied mascara and lipgloss and got ready to go outside where the rest of Hogwarts were playing.
Dumbledore had used his magical abilities to create whatever weather he wanted. Whether it be hot, cold, snowing or hailing, Dumbledore had the choice...really quite a useful creation. Today Dumbledore had decided upon snow. Hermione liked these days, as cuddling up to Draco had become one of her favourite things to do.
Hermione and Draco left the common room together; making their way through piles of students who had decided the snow outside was too cold to bear.
The doors flew open and Hermione and Draco felt like they were frozen to the ground. It felt like Dumbledore had decided to make it –100 degrees outside! Draco took Hermione's hand and they both ventured outside.
It truly was a Winter Wonderland! Students were running around having snowball fights, building snowmen and other sculptures, making snow angels and constructing slides to slide down.
Hermione and Draco settled down on one of the hills of snow. They were quite isolated there. The couple was happier when they were alone. No students to whisper about them in front of them, and certainly no Harry, Ron and Lavendar!
Draco and Hermione sat huddled together for a long time. Students were slowly creeping up the hill.
Ginny seemed to be enjoying a snowball fight with Harry, Ron, Lavendar, Parvati, Luna, Neville and a few others when she approached Hermione. She was puffing. Running in the snow was pretty hard. After all the snow was very soft and floury. It was a bit like running on the beach in the dry sand.
'Hi, 'Mione! Hey, Malfoy' Ginny said between breaths.
'Hey Gin,' Hermione smiled in reply and as always Draco just nodded.
'Do you want to come and have a snowball fight with us?' Ginny asked.
'Yeah, sure!' Hermione said eagerly almost getting up.
Next to her Draco also rose, ready to join in. Hermione could see the excitement on his face, but it soon grew into disappointment. Harry and Ron were watching them, and they could tell by the anger in their eyes Draco definitely wasn't welcome. Seeing this, he sat back down.
Ginny sighed. 'Don't worry about them and just play! Come on, Malfoy! Harry and Ron won't give you any trouble.'
'Won't they?' Draco grumbled.
Ginny shook her head. Hermione was about to sit down when Draco told her to go ahead. She did.
The game was going well. Other then a few harder throws at Hermione by Harry, Ron and Lavendar everything was going just fine. Harry and Ron gave each other identical evil grins and threw snow as hard as they possibly could at Hermione. Draco couldn't believe their insolence! The stupid knobs hadn't realized snow that soft couldn't hurt a fly!
Out of nowhere Pansy Parkinson strutted towards Hermione. Draco was relieved that the cold weather had forced her to contain her large cleavage.
Everyone was gathered around Neville Longbottom who had just fallen head first into the snow, and hadn't realized Pansy was even there.
Hermione seemed quite taken aback when Pansy began to drag her in the direction of an old tree.
When Pansy wasn't looking, Draco rose from his spot and trudged in their direction. He hid behind the tree Pansy was behind.
'What do you want, Parkinson?' Hermione asked angrily.
'From a filthy mudblood like you? I don't want anything you have so much as touched! Except for perhaps...my Draco?' Pansy spat in return.
'YOUR Draco? You don't own him!'
'I don't own him. But Drakie and I are meant to be together! Keep your hands off him, you dirty mudblood WHORE!'
Hermione whimpered. Draco had learned Hermione was a really strong person, although she had a certain weakness for people who called her a 'mudblood.' She had grown used to him saying it when they were enemies, but hearing it from Pansy was different.
'Oh, the mudbloods going to cry? This is truly classic! Drakie likes a strong girl, like myself! Maybe you look half-decent now, mudblood, but you are no match for me!'
'No match for you? You beat me by a mile in the Ugly Dweebs category! That is what you were talking about, wasn't it, Parkinson?'
Pansy gave her a dirty look.
'Oh it wasn't? That is really beyond doubt charming.'
'You might be able to come up with smart answers, but you will always be nothing more then a filthy, dirty little MUDBLOOD!'
Hermione raised her eyebrows. Pansy really was a little bitch now, wasn't she?
'More to the point...keep your mudblood hands of Drakie! Don't touch him, especially his lips. Don't communicate with him in anyway!'
'Make me.'
'Oh I'll make you mudblood!'
Pansy was a very solid girl. She was considerably bigger then Hermione (especially around the middle) and looked like a macho woman. She grabbed Hermione's jumper and pulled her towards herself. She snarled at her and hissed something nobody could understand. She then threw Hermione against the tree haphazardly and spun on her heel and left.
Hermione pulled out her wand and whispered a spell, most probably one to heal her wounds. She inhaled slowly and then turned around the corner just as Draco did the same.
They knocked into each other, not injuring them, but definitely scaring Hermione.
Hermione gasped. 'Draco, it's only you...'
'Is something wrong Hermione?' Draco asked. He decided to play dumb and see how truthful she was going to be to him.
'Nothing much, Pansy isn't being very nice, that's all,' Hermione mumbled.
She didn't want to look like a total dork in front of Draco. Getting upset about Pansy Parkinson! She was usually are strong person, but Pansy had really pushed her buttons.
'Let me guess, it's about me? The whole 'Hands off my Drakie' routine?' Draco laughed.
Hermione smiled in return. 'That's the one.'
'Don't worry about her. You're a much more respectable and experienced witch then Pansy will ever be, even if you are muggle born.'
Hermione just smiled and have Draco a tight hug. He always made her feel better. Always.
After a while students headed back into the castle, Hermione and Draco followed. They went different directions, Hermione to meet with Ginny and Draco to spend some time by himself.
To his surprise he found his owl sitting on his bed.
Dearest Draco
I am very happy to find you have found yourself a little girlfriend. If it was Pansy or perhaps Millicent I would be celebrating right now. Why did you have to go and choose the mudblood, Hermione Granger?
Draco, don't think you will get away with this, because I for one know you most definitely won't. Break up with the girl, boy! You have...let's see 48 hours to do so. If not, I will come after you Draco. Not only you, the mudblood too! And if I can't find you, your loving mother will take the pain! Don't you ruin my reputation, Draco. Don't you even THINK of it!
Lucius Malfoy
Oh, and another thing, Draco. Take this to Dumbledore and the same conditions will take place as stated above.
Draco cringed. He couldn't believe what his father was about to do.
It was at that very moment Draco considered something he had always avoided in his thoughts.
Draco Malfoy was never safe. Not in Hogwarts. Not at home. Not ever.
His father had always found away around any flaws in his mission.
To make his son a deatheater.
This world, This world is cold
But you don't, you don't have to go
You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely
And no one seems to care
Your mothers gone and your father hits you
This pain you can not bare
But we all bleed the same way as you do
We all have the same things to go through
Hold on.... if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know
Your days, you say they're way too long,
And your nights, you can't sleep at all
And you're not sure what you're waiting for
But you don't want to no more
You're not sure what you're what you're looking for
But you don't want to no more
But we all bleed the same way as you do
We all have the same things to go through
Hold on....if you feel like letting go
Hold on... it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over...Hold on
What are you looking for?
What are you waiting for?
Do you know what you're doing to me?
Go ahead...what are you waiting for?
Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over.... Hold on
Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know
Hold on
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Hope you like it. The ending was very rushed. It's late but I wanted to finish this and get it posted.
The story is now becoming more interesting! Keep reading for some major surprises!!!
The lyrics in this chapter were Hold On-Good Charlotte. Thank you very much to Rosemage77 for the lyrics ideas. If you have any ideas please tell me them in your review. I won't use all of the lyrics you suggest, I have a feeling I'm gonna get lots, which is excellent!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!! Constructive Criticism is welcome, but please do not bag out on my story. I work hard on it no matter what you think!
Draco's Little Princess
THANKS TO: Arallahamora, Callie(), pyroprincess4evernwood, ilovetrey, D-E-V- L41, Oooo, RoseMage77, Queen of Greenland, me****, Lil Drumma Girl
Everything4Nothing: Thanks for the advice. Something is going to happen in the next chapter! I promise...won't be as boring!
Princessdza: I don't think I made Pansy kiss anyone. I'll leave that up to your imaginations! Thanks for reviewing.
PrincessAngelz: Thanks so much! Glad you like it. I'm going to make it more interesting, so keep reading!
Kole17: Thanks for your awesome review. In answer to your question, yes that was a typo. I must have let my mind wonder or something... Anyway...yeah, there is a bit of a mystery about Neville's answer, but you'll just have to keep reading to see!
Blue-Chick: It's awesome you like my story. Good to hear! Keep reading for a lot of excitement! Thanks so much for reviewing.
Chapter Twelve: Winter Wonderland
---Draco's POV---
It was the day after the ball, and most Hogwarts students weren't out of bed-or in Draco's case off the couch. He and Hermione had slept there the last night, too lazy to go into their own rooms.
At 1:15 Hermione and Draco woke from the sudden burst of light coming through their window.
Hermione groaned. Why did the sun have to wake them up? Hermione looked into Draco's eyes and smiled. She half expected them to turn blue since he was acting so different these days. His steely grey eyes were gorgeous, Hermione had to admit, but she always remembered them meaning he was cold and heartless.
''Morning Draco,' she murmured.
He nodded at her. Hermione couldn't help it, she looked deeper and deeper into his grey eyes.
'Draco, are your father's eyes grey too?' she whispered.
'Yeah. That's where I got mine from, unfortunately. They're awful I know, cold, cruel...heartless.'
'No they're not. I love them! What about your mother, what colour eyes did she have?'
'My mother...she has blue eyes. What about your parents?'
'My father had electric green eyes, and my mum had electric blue.'
'How did you get brown eyes then? Don't you usually get the colour of one of your parents?'
'I don't know why I didn't. I've read countless books which would explain, although I can never find the answer.'
Draco smiled at her and kissed her again. He had never met anyone quite like Hermione. Nobody had ever been so kind and understanding as she was. His mother was always lovely to him, but she was never around these days. She locked herself in her room, hiding away from her destructive husband. Lucius Malfoy truly was a bastard.
Hermione had also accepted Draco and loved him for him.
'Draco, can I ask you a question? It's one you might be a bit sensitive about, but I desperately need to know.'
'Sure, Hermione.'
'Well, you're father's a deatheater and all, and he obviously wants you to follow in his footsteps. I was just wondering...are you?'
'No. Whenever I'm in Hogwarts I'm safe, and as soon as this year is finished I'll be finding a job. I'll have my own house, so Lucius will never be able to find me.'
'What if he wants to give you the Dark Mark before the end of school? What are you going to do then?'
'I don't know. I'll see if it comes up. Even if he does, it won't make a difference to whether I will join the dark side or not. Getting the Dark Mark could be useful...'
'Draco! You have to go straight to Dumbledore! I don't care what you say; you're NOT getting the Dark Mark! It hurts, and I don't want you to be...well...hurt!'
'I've been through worst,' he sighed.
Hermione shook her head and kissed him on the cheek. Her poor Draco!
Draco and Hermione ate breakfast and got ready to go outside. They didn't have much of the day left, but it definitely was worth it for the night before. Everyone really did have a great time.
Draco dressed himself in a pair of jeans and a white hoodie. Hermione thought he looked really cute.
Hermione wore jeans and a very thick black halter-top underneath a long sleeved white top. She wrapped a scarf around her neck and styled her hair so she looked wind-blown. She put her hands into some gloves. Snow really did freeze your fingers! She then applied mascara and lipgloss and got ready to go outside where the rest of Hogwarts were playing.
Dumbledore had used his magical abilities to create whatever weather he wanted. Whether it be hot, cold, snowing or hailing, Dumbledore had the choice...really quite a useful creation. Today Dumbledore had decided upon snow. Hermione liked these days, as cuddling up to Draco had become one of her favourite things to do.
Hermione and Draco left the common room together; making their way through piles of students who had decided the snow outside was too cold to bear.
The doors flew open and Hermione and Draco felt like they were frozen to the ground. It felt like Dumbledore had decided to make it –100 degrees outside! Draco took Hermione's hand and they both ventured outside.
It truly was a Winter Wonderland! Students were running around having snowball fights, building snowmen and other sculptures, making snow angels and constructing slides to slide down.
Hermione and Draco settled down on one of the hills of snow. They were quite isolated there. The couple was happier when they were alone. No students to whisper about them in front of them, and certainly no Harry, Ron and Lavendar!
Draco and Hermione sat huddled together for a long time. Students were slowly creeping up the hill.
Ginny seemed to be enjoying a snowball fight with Harry, Ron, Lavendar, Parvati, Luna, Neville and a few others when she approached Hermione. She was puffing. Running in the snow was pretty hard. After all the snow was very soft and floury. It was a bit like running on the beach in the dry sand.
'Hi, 'Mione! Hey, Malfoy' Ginny said between breaths.
'Hey Gin,' Hermione smiled in reply and as always Draco just nodded.
'Do you want to come and have a snowball fight with us?' Ginny asked.
'Yeah, sure!' Hermione said eagerly almost getting up.
Next to her Draco also rose, ready to join in. Hermione could see the excitement on his face, but it soon grew into disappointment. Harry and Ron were watching them, and they could tell by the anger in their eyes Draco definitely wasn't welcome. Seeing this, he sat back down.
Ginny sighed. 'Don't worry about them and just play! Come on, Malfoy! Harry and Ron won't give you any trouble.'
'Won't they?' Draco grumbled.
Ginny shook her head. Hermione was about to sit down when Draco told her to go ahead. She did.
The game was going well. Other then a few harder throws at Hermione by Harry, Ron and Lavendar everything was going just fine. Harry and Ron gave each other identical evil grins and threw snow as hard as they possibly could at Hermione. Draco couldn't believe their insolence! The stupid knobs hadn't realized snow that soft couldn't hurt a fly!
Out of nowhere Pansy Parkinson strutted towards Hermione. Draco was relieved that the cold weather had forced her to contain her large cleavage.
Everyone was gathered around Neville Longbottom who had just fallen head first into the snow, and hadn't realized Pansy was even there.
Hermione seemed quite taken aback when Pansy began to drag her in the direction of an old tree.
When Pansy wasn't looking, Draco rose from his spot and trudged in their direction. He hid behind the tree Pansy was behind.
'What do you want, Parkinson?' Hermione asked angrily.
'From a filthy mudblood like you? I don't want anything you have so much as touched! Except for perhaps...my Draco?' Pansy spat in return.
'YOUR Draco? You don't own him!'
'I don't own him. But Drakie and I are meant to be together! Keep your hands off him, you dirty mudblood WHORE!'
Hermione whimpered. Draco had learned Hermione was a really strong person, although she had a certain weakness for people who called her a 'mudblood.' She had grown used to him saying it when they were enemies, but hearing it from Pansy was different.
'Oh, the mudbloods going to cry? This is truly classic! Drakie likes a strong girl, like myself! Maybe you look half-decent now, mudblood, but you are no match for me!'
'No match for you? You beat me by a mile in the Ugly Dweebs category! That is what you were talking about, wasn't it, Parkinson?'
Pansy gave her a dirty look.
'Oh it wasn't? That is really beyond doubt charming.'
'You might be able to come up with smart answers, but you will always be nothing more then a filthy, dirty little MUDBLOOD!'
Hermione raised her eyebrows. Pansy really was a little bitch now, wasn't she?
'More to the point...keep your mudblood hands of Drakie! Don't touch him, especially his lips. Don't communicate with him in anyway!'
'Make me.'
'Oh I'll make you mudblood!'
Pansy was a very solid girl. She was considerably bigger then Hermione (especially around the middle) and looked like a macho woman. She grabbed Hermione's jumper and pulled her towards herself. She snarled at her and hissed something nobody could understand. She then threw Hermione against the tree haphazardly and spun on her heel and left.
Hermione pulled out her wand and whispered a spell, most probably one to heal her wounds. She inhaled slowly and then turned around the corner just as Draco did the same.
They knocked into each other, not injuring them, but definitely scaring Hermione.
Hermione gasped. 'Draco, it's only you...'
'Is something wrong Hermione?' Draco asked. He decided to play dumb and see how truthful she was going to be to him.
'Nothing much, Pansy isn't being very nice, that's all,' Hermione mumbled.
She didn't want to look like a total dork in front of Draco. Getting upset about Pansy Parkinson! She was usually are strong person, but Pansy had really pushed her buttons.
'Let me guess, it's about me? The whole 'Hands off my Drakie' routine?' Draco laughed.
Hermione smiled in return. 'That's the one.'
'Don't worry about her. You're a much more respectable and experienced witch then Pansy will ever be, even if you are muggle born.'
Hermione just smiled and have Draco a tight hug. He always made her feel better. Always.
After a while students headed back into the castle, Hermione and Draco followed. They went different directions, Hermione to meet with Ginny and Draco to spend some time by himself.
To his surprise he found his owl sitting on his bed.
Dearest Draco
I am very happy to find you have found yourself a little girlfriend. If it was Pansy or perhaps Millicent I would be celebrating right now. Why did you have to go and choose the mudblood, Hermione Granger?
Draco, don't think you will get away with this, because I for one know you most definitely won't. Break up with the girl, boy! You have...let's see 48 hours to do so. If not, I will come after you Draco. Not only you, the mudblood too! And if I can't find you, your loving mother will take the pain! Don't you ruin my reputation, Draco. Don't you even THINK of it!
Lucius Malfoy
Oh, and another thing, Draco. Take this to Dumbledore and the same conditions will take place as stated above.
Draco cringed. He couldn't believe what his father was about to do.
It was at that very moment Draco considered something he had always avoided in his thoughts.
Draco Malfoy was never safe. Not in Hogwarts. Not at home. Not ever.
His father had always found away around any flaws in his mission.
To make his son a deatheater.
This world, This world is cold
But you don't, you don't have to go
You're feeling sad, you're feeling lonely
And no one seems to care
Your mothers gone and your father hits you
This pain you can not bare
But we all bleed the same way as you do
We all have the same things to go through
Hold on.... if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know
Your days, you say they're way too long,
And your nights, you can't sleep at all
And you're not sure what you're waiting for
But you don't want to no more
You're not sure what you're what you're looking for
But you don't want to no more
But we all bleed the same way as you do
We all have the same things to go through
Hold on....if you feel like letting go
Hold on... it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over...Hold on
What are you looking for?
What are you waiting for?
Do you know what you're doing to me?
Go ahead...what are you waiting for?
Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know
Don't stop looking you're one step closer
Don't stop searching its not over.... Hold on
Hold on...if you feel like letting go
Hold on...it gets better than you know
Hold on
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Hope you like it. The ending was very rushed. It's late but I wanted to finish this and get it posted.
The story is now becoming more interesting! Keep reading for some major surprises!!!
The lyrics in this chapter were Hold On-Good Charlotte. Thank you very much to Rosemage77 for the lyrics ideas. If you have any ideas please tell me them in your review. I won't use all of the lyrics you suggest, I have a feeling I'm gonna get lots, which is excellent!
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!! Constructive Criticism is welcome, but please do not bag out on my story. I work hard on it no matter what you think!
Draco's Little Princess