Recap:
When the arrived in the dark corner of the room, away from prying eyes and ears, Hermione dropped her hand from his arm and looked straight into his eyes. "Malfoy, why did you have my diary?"
"You dropped it, mud-blood. That day in the hallway."
"Why did it take you this long to return it?"
He was silent for a moment, not saying a thing.
"Malfoy…? Did you read it?"
Oh no, here it goes…
Chapter 9: Let You Down
He glared at her when he heard the question, "Oh course not. Why in the hell would I want to read some mud-blood's diary. It being yours makes me want to read it less. It took awhile because unlike you, I have a life to live."
Caramel eyes stared into ice blue eyes for some time, and then, out of the blue, she smiled. Her straight white teeth made the sun look dull when she smiled-warmly-at Malfoy. "Oh, is that so? Say, Malfoy? What do you think about 'this mud-blood who-unlike you- has no life?"
"…What do you mean?"
Her smile got wider, and seemed to brighten up even more, "Just one moment, Malfoy. Don't move." With that said, she turned and walked around the corner to-where he could only guess- the table she had been sitting at before.
She returned minutes later with small black book in hand. Draco's eyes seemed to pop out of his head when he saw it, but quickly covered up his shock with a sneer, "You got mine, and I got yours. Now it's your turn Granger: Did you read it?"
She was quiet. Deadly quiet. He could almost see her snake-like fangs being bared and could almost hear her hissing to alert him that she was about to attack…But no. She didn't attack,. She didn't sneer. She didn't smirk. And she most defiantly didn't lie, "Yeah, some of it."
Shock…
Lots of Shock…
Shock clearly evident…
'Shock' written in silver and green letters across his forehead…along with 'kill me now'…
"What do you mean, 'yeah, some of it'!"
"It's exactly as it sounds, Malfoy. Yes, I read some of it. I planned on giving it back today but it seems that we were thinking along the same lines," She replied, trying to keep her calm facade when all she wanted to do was yell 'you liked me!'.
A stubborn look crossed his face, "So, mud-blood. Did you find anything interesting?"
She smiled even bigger-if that was possible by now-, "Now that you mention it, Malfoy, there is something that caught my interest."
He silently racked his brain trying to remember exactly what he had written in the journal. It had been 6th year -last year- and not as far as he could remember, not too much happened that he recorded in the diary, with the exception of…oh no…
His face fell a little, and his eyes got a little wider then normal when he saw her sly smirk. The smirk that was more Malfoy-like then Hermione-like, and held a look that purely read: I've got you now.
But, the famous Malfoy was quick to think up something that would knock that smile of hers right off her face, "What part? The 'I'm in love with the mud-blood' comment? Did you really think that I still feel that way? That it wasn't a spur of the moment, pissed-off, confusion comment? Ha. Like I would like some ugly, bushy haired, nerdy, mud-blood. But, now I know that you do have some taste in men. I always thought the you and Weasel were all over each other, but obviously not since you seemed to have 'fallen' for me last year."
Her smirk faltered a little, but her eyes hardened and she glared daggers at him, "Oh, and what do you think my 'fallen for Malfoy' comment was about? At least I didn't say that I was falling in love with some 'ugly, bushy haired, nerdy, mud-blood'. I simply stated that I had temporally fallen for some stuck-up, stick-up-his-ass, pure-blood."
They stared at each other, letting the venom from their words sink into the others brains while the tried their hardest to think up more insults. Hermione had always been trying to stop Harry and Ron from making insults, making it unnecessary for her to create any. And the ones she did use were not planned, but certainly didn't just come up off the top of her head like Ron and Harry's did. Draco was used to insulting Hermione, as well as her two friends, and now the insults were coming to his head, but he just couldn't say them. He felt somewhat disturbed by this fact, and she felt somewhat dumb. Feelings that neither experienced very often.
Was this what they did to one another? Made them simple? Made them feel things-good or bad- that they had never felt before? Feelings of having 'fallen' for someone, or feelings of premature love? Was this what effects they caused the other with simple things like hearing what they had to say about the other? Was this what they wanted…? Forever…?
They continued to glare, but eventually, their glares turned to soft -but still upset- gazes. Nothing like the other would like to receive. Yet, they both pondered over why in the world the were now denying the feelings that they had so blatantly felt last year. They both knew that they feelings were not mutual, yet neither kept the fact that they liked the other to themselves.
Okay, so writing it in a journal/diary is kind of keeping it yourself, but still! Would they have done this last year, when the feelings were fresh and beating quickly in their hearts and through the glistening red blood in their veins? Would they be looking at each other in such a way if this had happened at the exact same time last year? Would all of this be different?
Ice blue stared at caramel for a few more moments before Draco said, "I have classes to get to and assignments to finish. I have no time to waste of disgusting mud-bloods."
She smirked again, in a way that she must have copied from Draco himself, "Yeah, like there is anyone else that you really talk to." And with that said, she walked around the corner, to the table she had been previously sitting at, and grabbed her stuff before walking out of the library and down the corridor to the main stairs.
Draco watched as she walked away, blue eyes watching her the swish of her cloak as she rounded the corners of the library and corridors. He watched her-now, softer and flowier- curls bounce with her steps and her fingers tapping the back of the books that she was carrying as she left. Little things like this, that he had noticed last year; the way she sometimes had her curls bouncing and soft, but on test days left them to be course and frizzy, or the way she tapped her fingers on the desk, table, or any object that was there while she read. How she always seemed to look asleep in class, but in all reality was just so enthralled with what was being told that she couldn't turn away. Hell, she would sit there for five to ten minutes without blinking, and then repeat the process again. Stare for ten minutes; blink once. Stare for ten minutes; blink once.
This ever so stupid process had had him staring to whole class periods at one point in time. It enthralled him as much as the boring lecture on how to properly stir a potion that they would never have to use, much less learn. These things that he considered stupid, unnecessary, and complete and total wastes of proper class time she considered the most interesting lessons of the day.
'We'll need this some day, Ron. Otherwise they wouldn't bother teaching it to us,' she had scolded one day while walking out of potions. Book bag slung over her arm, but still carrying the heavy textbook in the opposite arm. 'Do you really think that they would waste proper class time on something that was no going to benefit us in the future?'
Draco had instantly thought, 'Yes, they've done it before,' but kept his mouth shut due to the mere fact that he would be answering a question pointed at Weasel, therefore making it semi-rhetorical.
He could feel the signs of a headache coming on; a headache that he knew was going to hurt like a bitch if he kept thinking about this topic. So, having already decided to drop the simple-yet pretty- caramel eyed girl from his thoughts, he rounded the corner and went down the corridor to the main steps and down towards the dungeons.
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The curtains were open, letting the soft glow of the moon gaze over her relaxed features. But on the inside, she was far from relaxed.
Memories of that morning replayed in her mind over and over again. The look on his face when she admitted that she'd read it, then the look of serious thinking afterwards, then pure shock. To think, he actually forgot…He says he has fallen in love with his worst enemies best friend and then forgets about it a year later! What a memory he has…
Sighing, she closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift elsewhere. That last thing she needed was to stay up all night thinking about someone who she didn't even understand. More like someone she couldn't understand…
But maybe…just maybe…that will all change…
Maybe…
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Though there was no moon light -or any light for that matter- in the dark room that belonged to the seventh year boys of Slytherin, Draco Malfoy lay in silence as he stared at the ceiling, eyes concentrated on the small crack he had made when he had gotten back for the library…
Let's just say that Crabbe and Goyle were quite happy that Draco had missed when he threw the heavy text book at the door. It had bounced off the wall -how he didn't know- and managed to make a small crack in the ceiling. He fixed the one on the wall with a simple spell, but left the one on the ceiling for reasons unknown to him- or anyone else for that matter.
Slowly, he rolled over onto his side and stared silently at the diary on his nightstand. With all the commotion -not to mention insults- going on, they had both completely forgotten to trade journals again. This was going to create a problem…
He had no desire to talk to her again anytime soon. He had no desire to talk to her every again. Her control over him scared him. And he would never live it down if she went around spewing about how much control she had over him if she was ever to find out.
For some odd reson, a part of him felt let down. She had let him down…He had let her down…They had let each other down…but wasn't that what enemies did…? Were they still enemies…?
He didn't know if he was going to be able to insult her after his lack of words that morning…Another thing to be a bit scared over…
Blue eyes continued to gave at the silver writing at the bottom of the book. His eyes closing out of tiredness and not because he wanted them to.
As his blinked for the last time before sleep took him over, he looked at the silver writing again, but this time, it read 'Hermione J. Malfoy'…
Wynter- Well? Good? Bad? Horrible? I should be ashamed of myself? But you must give me my props! I got this up in less then a week! That's a new record for me! And the title of the chapter is from the songby Three Days Grace called…Let You Down. If you are Naruto fans and watch AMVs, then I suggest you go to AnimeMusicVideos .com and watch the AMV title, 'Let You Down.' It's really good!
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darkgem499- Journals won't be mentioned for a little while now…unless tea-and-cake deiceds to do something with them, but they will come up again later. -smile- Yeah, a slight cliffhanger, but I was rushing to get the chapter out, and cut it out at a suitable place. Hope this was okay and met your standards.
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