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A/N: Ok people, I know that I took a long time with this, but… I really don't have a good reason. I'm just lazy. But, I did make this chapter way longer than the rest for all you people that wanted longer chapters. But I don't think they will be this long again. Once again I warn you that I used a translation site, because unfortunately, I only speak one language. I know, so sad… On with the story!
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Hermione never did see what happened to Jay that day. By the time she had left the Great Hall to enter the corridor, it was empty. It's not that she really even cared about what happened to him, but she did have an idea of how powerful Malfoy was. None of her friends spoke of the incident during the day, which was really strange, and since she didn't have class with the Slytherins on Moday, she didn't even see Malfoy. Hermione was determined to find out what had happened.
Hermione was currently in her room changing her clothes to prepare for a long night of studying. After grabbing a quick dinner, she had taken a short nap. She knew that Draco would have to be in the dorm by now so it was the perfect time to get her answers. She threw on a royal blue tank that fell just below her belly button that said Guess? on the front in silver writing and some low-rise, fitted, black shorts. It was skimpier than the outfits she would normally wear but it was comfortable and after a few hours of studying in the fireplace, the common room felt like a sauna.
'The only person I'm going to see tonight is Malfoy, and who cares about what he thinks about my appearance' she thought as she quickly gathered her hair into a messy bun, gathered her school bag and went downstairs into the common room.
The minute she walked into the room she could see Malfoy reading his History of Magic text. She knew that he hadn't noticed her which she was glad for because it could be used to her advantage. Hermione slammed her bag on the table in front of him.
Malfoy sighed and lowered his book to look at her. "Granger…" he said slowly as his eyes leisurely wandered over her body. His face broke into a slow sexy grin. "What do I owe the pleasure?"
"Ugh, Malfoy, can you stop looking at me like I'm about to be your next conquest? It's sickening." She was annoyed with how good he looked at the moment. 'Just remember that this is Malfoy, the foulest student at this school' she told herself.
"Oh? And here I was thinking that you were trying to impress me with your little outfit in my favorite colors… Oh you look surprised. Contrary to popular belief my favorite colors happen to be blue and silver, though I do like green a lot."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "If you're done with your autobiography now, I would like to talk to you."
He groaned. "Just ruin my fun Granger." Malfoy picked up his book. "Well talk away, I'm listening. He smirked as Hermione gave him a frustrated sigh.
"I want to know what happened between you and Jay this morning."
"Between me and who?
"God, you are annoying. Jay, you know the guy you pulled across the table during breakfast."
Malfoy put down his book. "Oh him…a nice bloke. Jay you said his name was?"
Hermione held herself back. She knew if she became angry she would never get the answers she wanted. "What did you do to him?"
Malfoy stretched giving her peek at his perfectly defined stomach. She shifted her eyes. 'He should have a pot belly, not… that' she thought.
"You see Granger. I've been so terribly bored around here, now that the war had ended. And now that I have been branded a good guy I can't just go around hexing people anymore, can I? But," he said breaking into a huge smile. "You gave me a way to have my fun, still be good, and show people that I still can be evil if I want."
"What…did…you…do!" Hermione was getting tired of his avoidance of the question.
"Oh, it's not important." Malfoy picked up his text once again. "But he won't be going through with his threat now that I've dealt with him."
Hermione sighed; she knew she wasn't going to get anymore more information on that particular topic. "Well can you explain to me why all of our friends acted as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening?"
"Oh now that's easy. If you're trying to keep something a secret don't tell Ginny. She told the rest of the group. And as far as them not doing anything, can you imagine them even caring if something bad happens to him after what he did?" Malfoy looked over his book at her.
Hermione sighed loudly; she was just frustrated with this conversation. She turned to walk to the other side of the table and start her schoolwork, when Malfoy's arm shot out and pulled her back so that she was now sitting across his lap.
"What are you doing!" she shrieked. He looked at her for a moment then raised his eyebrow in true Malfoy fashion. 'Why is he looking at me like that… omg! He noticed that I haven't made one move to get off his lap!' she groaned inwardly.
"What are you doing, Malfoy?" she repeated in a much calmer voice trying to conceal her embarrassment.
"You're not honestly angry about this morning are you?" he asked softly, putting his arms around her waist loosely.
Hermione ignored the fluttering in her stomach. "Nothing is solved through violence, Malfoy," she replied haughtily.
"Look, with guys like Jacob Myers, that's his name by the way, talking won't work. The Myers are a really old wizarding family, not Voldemort supporters, but very evil never the less. You have to take their threats seriously. I won't tell you what I did, but I will say that he will not be coming near you for a long time." he continued in a soft voice, tightening his arms around her very slightly.
"This is the second nice thing you've done for me in the past 2 months. I don't understand you sometimes, Malfoy…" she said while looking him in his eyes. She had never seen them this close, and they were even more amazing than she had originally thought.
Malfoy smiled. "Ne jamais juger un livre, Granger. Never judge a book…"
Hermione just stared at him. It really wasn't the time for him to be speaking French to her, especially with her being so close to him and his wonderful cologne. She really needed to get him to be his arrogant self again, because arrogance she could understand. She had to do something.
"You really need a haircut" she said softly reaching for a blond lock surprised that he didn't flinch. She had hoped that he would have freaked out over her touching his precious hair.
"I know" he replied with the same softness. He leaned towards her. "I have a guess" he breathed into her ear.
"What?" she replied, very distracted by his close proximity.
"Your shirt… I have a guess"
"Oh… what's that?"
"I'm guessing that you're not wearing a bra, mind if I see if I'm right?" he said tugging lightly on the hem of her shirt.
Hermione jumped off his lap, her trance totally shattered. "You disgusting pervert!" she yelled.
His only reply was laughter as she stormed out of the room with her schoolbag.
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At the same moment, Blaise and Millicent were in the Slytherin common room finishing their home work. Blaise had been absorbed in his Astronomy chart when a conversation from behind the couch distracted him.
"So what did Malfoy do to you Jay?"
"Oh nothing, he's all talk you know." Blaise muffled a snort as he heard this.
"I hear he's a pretty powerful wizard though… I wouldn't want to be on his bad side."
"Oh please, those are just rumors. If we were to have a wizard's duel, I would definitely be victorious."
Blaise stood up from the couch and made himself known to the two wizards behind him. "Is that so, Jacob?" he said with a smirk as the boy's eyes widened. "I was under the impression that Draco was the far superior wizard. He never did tell me what happened in the hallway, but I'm sure I have a pretty good idea. Would you like a repeat episode to refresh your memory?"
"N-no, Blaise." The boy looked absolutely terrified. Blaise broke into a huge smile.
"Are you sure? I would be glad to help you remember since it seems you have lost your memory." Jacob shook his head almost spastically. "No? Oh well, just remember what he told you earlier, ok?" The boy nodded his head. "Good, now run along so I can finish my work in peace." Jacob practically sprinted from the room up to the boy's dorms. Blaise chuckled. If he had to be second to anyone, he was happy it was to a powerful dark wizard like Draco.
Millicent looked at him as he returned to his seat next to him. "Have fun?" she said amused.
"Of course. It's been a while since I been allowed to play with the children." He smirked.
Millicent rolled her eyes. "With you and Draco on him now, he would never even think of looking at her wrong. Wonder what he would do if we put Harry and Ron on him."
"Harry probably wouldn't even bother. He'd figure me and Draco could handle it. But Ron, I don't know. Your boyfriend is a loose cannon, I'd be afraid he'd kill him if he was angry enough." She chuckled at this and turned back to her chart.
"Hermione is lucky to have Draco protecting her like that. It's weird, considering they don't like each other. I imagine that we should keep the reason behind this Jacob thing a secret if we ever want her to get another date." she said thoughtfully
"Or we could tell the school so no one will go out with her. Then make her feel so lonely that she'll have to resort to being nice to Draco."
Millicent laughed. "You are such a bastard."
"I know. Now let's finish this thing so we can get to bed."
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Draco was in a surprisingly good mood as he walked towards Slytherin dormitory that Friday morning. He had been having a wonderful week and he didn't think anything could bring him down. First he got to scare the hell out of Jacob Myers, then he earned top marks on two exams (beating Granger on one of them), and then he earned a special trip to Hogsmeade for some research he had done for Snape. Draco was so happy he could whistle, but it is not as if he would, Malfoy's didn't whistle.
Draco said the Slytherin password (silver snake) and walked into the common room. He noticed a familiar brown headed boy scribbling some last minute answers on a piece of parchment.
"Jayyy-cooob," Draco sang as he walked towards to boy. Jacob looked up with wide, terrified eyes. "You look a little frightened, is something…wrong?" Jacob just continued to stare at him. Draco was about to continue when Blaise came down the stps and into the room.
"Hey Draco, see your early for once." Blaise looked at the boy on the couch. "Oh, hiii Jacob. I'm glad you're here. I was going to tell Draco about our conversation last night, is that ok?" Jacob's eyed widened more and when he opened his mouth only a few squeaks could be heard. "What was that? You sure aren't acting like a powerful wizard right now. You're beginning to bore me, be a good boy and go somewhere else." And for the second time in Blaise's presence, Jacob ran out of the room.
Draco laughed. "Putting fear into the hearts of the new Slytherin, are we, Zabini?
"You're not the only one allowed to have fun Draco. Let's get going to breakfast."
The two left the Slytherin common room and walked towards the Great Hall. Blaise figured it was as good a time as any to find out what happened on Monday.
"So, Draco what did you do to him after you left breakfast on Monday."
"I was wondering how long it would take you to ask me that. Almost five days, I'm impressed by your self-restraint. I used an enhanced Ennervate on him."
"Isn't Ennervate only used to revive someone that passed out? I don't see how that is any kind of punishment."
"Yes, it is used for that, but do you know what it does to someone when they are conscious? It's like what the muggles call 'electric shock treatment' and it's very… unpleasant. Now, use the enhanced version and the discomfort increases ten fold. Three rounds of it had him blubbering like a baby."
Blaise laughed. "That is brilliant! And you can't really get in trouble for it because no one knows it for that use. You'll have to teach me it one day."
"Yeah, just tell Granger. I don't want her getting all pissy with me about it."
"I wouldn't dream of telling her."
The pair continued down the hall in silence, each lost in his own thoughts. Upon entering the Great Hall, they sat down at the Slytherin table and began spooning food onto their plates. They then began to eat their food in silence.
After ten minutes of eating Draco blurted out, "I wanted to kiss Granger Monday night."
Blaise stopped his fork mid-lift and blinked at him. "Well that was… unexpected. Though, I can't say I am surprised, she is a beautiful girl. But I am surprised that you actually let yourself want to kiss her." Blaise said with a smirk.
Draco groaned. "It's all her fault. She comes in with a skimpy little outfit acting all snotty and then she's on my lap and all I can do is think about how it would be to kiss her."
"Wait a second, start from the beginning all I heard was "skimpy outfit" and "lap" so I need to hear this whole story."
"You just want to make this even more difficult for me… Okay, Monday night she comes into the room demanding that I tell her what happened with Jacob. But she is wearing this little shirt and short shorts and I'm having a little trouble concentrating on what she is saying. She's got this hot little tattoo, not the Order one, but this other one on her hip bone, but you can only see the tip and I really want to see the rest. And the silver belly button ring…oh man. But anyway, so she is angry with me as usual and starts to walk away but I don't let her because she hasn't heard what I had to say. So I pull her back, she ends up on my lap, and I start explaining some stuff to her. Then I start feeling this urge to kiss her and I knew I had to get her leave. So I said something obnoxious, she got angry, and left."
"That was quite a story. Are you finally admitting that you fancy her?"
"No! Will you get off that already? She has a hot little body and it was just messing with my mind. Let's just drop it."
"Fine, I'll leave it." Blaise looked across the hall at the Gryffindor table. "Hey, why are the girls crowded around Mya like that?"
Draco looked over and saw Granger speaking excitedly to Ginny, Millie, and Pansy while holding something that looked as if it had come from the red wrapping on the table. "Looks like she received a package just now." Draco replied with a faint smile on his face.
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Hermione sat down at a table in Advanced Arithmancy in a great mood. This was the few classes at the moment that was challenging her, though this past weekend she had done the reading for the next couple of weeks. On a whole the class was extremely difficult so only ten students were enrolled. This made it possible for every student to have their own desk if he or she wanted. She was happy for this because Malfoy, who was also in the class, would never be assigned to sit near her. And for the most part he stayed on the side of the room that was opposite of her, unless he was in an annoying mood.
Hermione looked up as the heard Malfoy throw his book down on her table just as class was about to begin. 'Guess it's one of those days' she thought as she groaned inwardly.
The professor had been lecturing for about twenty minutes when Hermione heard "Pst!"
Hermione looked over at Malfoy. "What!" she hissed.
"What did you get by owl this morning?" he whispered.
"You interrupted me during this important lesson for that?"
"Granger, let's not pretend that you don't already know this material. If I know it, you know it." Hermione couldn't really say anything to that because it was true. "So what did you get?"
"Nothing, just something from my parents."
"Don't you realize by now I know when you are lying?"
Hermione didn't answer him; she didn't feel like sharing this piece of information with him. She felt a poke in her side and drew in a quick breath. "What!" she hissed again.
"I am aware that you are extremely ticklish. If you don't tell me I will poke you until the professor kicks you out of class."
"You wouldn't"
"Try me."
Hermione sighed and leaned over to rummage in her school bag. She pulled out a silver box with a note attached and handed it to him. Malfoy read the note aloud quietly to himself.
"Dear My Gryffindor Princess (he snorted), When I saw this necklace I thought of you. A rare and beautiful necklace for a girl with a rare beauty. I hope you like it as much as I like you. Sincerely, Your Secret Admirer." Malfoy chuckled softly. "Bloke's a bit on the soft side, don't you think?" Hermione just glared at him as he opened the box.
Inside the box was a thin silver (or maybe platinum) necklace with a beautiful pendant. The pendant was rose quartz colored flat, square-shaped stone, with a hole in the center. Within the center was an intricate silver weaving.
"I hope you don't plan on wearing this." Draco said after he had examined the necklace.
"And why wouldn't I?"
"Look at the stone, see how it looks like smoke is moving throughout it?"
Hermione leaned over to look at the stone. What he had said was indeed true; she just never noticed it before. "Yeah, so?"
"Well it's full of magic, quite possible dark magic. Who knows, maybe when you put it on you will be cursed terribly. After all, who would admire you? I think you should wait until I am able to look at it before you put it on."
"Why? So you can deem it full of dark magic and let me get cursed? Or so you can get rid off it somehow and the person who sent it will think I don't like him."
Malfoy smirked. "You know me so well. Just don't put on the necklace."
"Like I'm going to listen to you." She snapped as she quickly took back the necklace. She then clasped it around her neck in one swift motion. She took the note and box back from him and placed them back into her schoolbag, not noticing that Malfoy was smiling at her.
"It could be from Jacob."
"I thought you dealt with him already."
"Glad to hear you are so sure of my abilities."
"Oh please, Malfoy, you could make a grown man wet his pants."
Though pleased, Malfoy decided to ignore this comment. "Maybe one of his friends sent it."
Hermione just scoffed at him.
"Well, it's a shame I will be gone all weekend. I would love to see what horrible things happen to you."
"Oh just shut it, Malfoy."
Malfoy smirked, lay his head on his arms that were crossed on his desk and closed his eyes. It looked as if he was actually going to listen to her for once. Now she could concentrate on the lecture.
After a couple of minutes she grew frustrated; she already knew everything the professor was talking about. Hermione let her eyes wander around the room until they rested on Malfoy's sleeping form.
'He looks so innocent when he's sleeping. I guess it's an advantage to look so good and be capable of such evil. Merlin, he's gorgeous, with his perfectly clear skin, and silky blond hair, and gorgeous light blue eyes…eyes that are now open, oh shit!" Hermione quickly turned her attention to the professor.
"What time is it?" she heard him softly ask. Hermione looked at her watch.
"We have five more minutes."
Hermione tried to concentrate on the last few minutes but it was impossible with Malfoy still looking at her. Exasperated, she turned to him and said, "Why are you staring at me?"
Malfoy gave her a slow, and incredibly sexy, smile. "Probably for the same reason you were staring at me."
"Oh please, I just happened to look at you right when you opened your eyes."
Malfoy sat up in his chair and stretched. At the same moment the professor dismissed the class. He stood up, picked up his school bag and book, and turned to her. "Granger, for as long as you've know me, when was the last time I slept in a class?" Without waiting for a response, he walked out of the classroom.
Hermione stared after him after he left. She knew the answer to his question. He never slept in class; he had been watching her the whole time.
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Draco had had an incredibly busy weekend. The better part of the weekend was spent putting all of him family affairs in order, which was not an easy task. Though the family had many financial advisors, the final decision on any matter was his. He really thought that he was much too young to be in his position, but he had no choice. After all it was his fault he was now the head of the Malfoy household.
The remainder of the weekend filled with spending time with his mother and doing a few things for himself. He finally had the time to get himself a haircut, which he was glad for because he was tired of looking like a replicate of his father, and was experimenting with a new hairstyle.
Now, once again back at Hogwarts, he towards the portrait to his common room, arms filled with packages. He said the password (ne jamais juger un livre) and walked it to see all his friends relaxing and having a good time.
"Woah, someone has finally decided to use a pair of scissors on his hair and lighten his straightening charm."
Draco laughed. "Knew I could always count on you to give an objective opinion, Blaise." A little known fact about Draco was that his hair was not naturally straight, it was in fact quite curly. He just charmed it straight every morning so that he wouldn't look even more innocent that he already looked. Now his hair looked to be more on the wavy side.
"I brought a ton of food and snacks back for all of us." Draco said indicating to the bags he was putting onto the coffee table. "I brought dinner for tonight so we don't have to go down to the great hall."
"Hey Draco, come over here for a second. I want to talk to you about something." Blaise called, walking to the other side of the room while everyone sorted through the bags.
"What's up?" Draco said once he reached Blaise.
"I wanted to talk to you about Hermione's necklace."
"What about it?" Draco asked, confused.
"Good job of making sure she'd wear the gift you got her."
Draco was shocked. "How did you know it was from me?"
Blaise laughed. "Are you kidding me? It was easy to figure out. First thing was that is an outrageously expensive necklace."
"There are like… twenty guys in our year who are rich enough including us and Harry."
"Yes, but number two is that the person would have to have exquisite taste to pick that necklace."
"Ok that leaves five guys including you, me and Harry."
"And number three is that she told me that you said that it could be full of dark magic and she shouldn't wear it. It's obvious to you and me what kind of magic is in the necklace and you knew she would wear it just to spite you because she likes to do the opposite of what you say."
"I have to be careful around you from now on if I want to keep secrets. Does she know that I sent it? And does she know what it is?"
"No…" Blaise suddenly looked over Draco's shoulder. "Non sa che lei l'abbia inviato."
"è lí qualcuno venendo?" Draco asked without any hesitation.
"Sì, la principesse di Gryffindor e Slytherin sono dietro lei."
"I hate when the two of them start doing this shit, speaking to each other in Italian so no one can understand what they are saying." Draco heard Pansy say behind him as he turned around.
"You speak Italian too, Malfoy?" Granger asked.
"Obviously, Granger. Jealous that you're not sophisticated enough to speak more than one?" Draco said with a smirk.
"I'm fluent in Spanish, for your information." Granger replied hotly.
"¿Así que usted habla español, usted se siente especial?" Draco replied instantly.
Granger narrowed her eyes. "How many languages, exactly, do you speak?"
"I know many languages, Granger, but I am only considered fluent in French, Spanish, Latin, and of course English."
Hermione tried not to look impressed. "How is that even possible?"
"Seriously, Granger, what did you think we did before we came to Hogwarts? Twiddle our thumbs and wait to turn eleven?"
"What he means to say that everyone who was born and raised in the wizarding world had some kind of school before they attended wizards school. And all purebloods know more that one language." Pansy said.
"Yeah, I speak Italian, Pansy speaks Russian, Millie speaks Japanese, Ron and Ginny speak…what the hell is it…oh yeah, German, and Draco here has his multitude of languages." continued Blaise.
"I like to concentrate on the languages that get the ladies all hot and bothered." Draco replied while looking intently at Granger. When he saw her eyes widen slightly and her cheeks turn slightly pink he knew he was right on point. She was one of those ladies.
She recovered quickly. "You are disgusting." She said and walked over to where the others were sitting.
"You should stop teasing her." Pansy said while Blaise nodded in agreement.
"Maybe one day, but for now it is just too fun to stop." Draco said before steering to conversation to what happened over the weekend.
The three Slytherins stood there talking for about half an hour until Pansy and Blaise got into a light-hearted argument over the advantages of using one wand motion over another. Draco, bored by the conversation and also knowing that Blaise would win the argument, allowed himself to look to see what the others were doing. Ron, Harry and Ginny were discussing Quiddich plays loudly on the couch while Millie and Granger were speaking quietly by the window. He let his eyes linger on Granger.
She was wearing a red silk camisole that flared a bit past her waste, a pair of cream slim fit pants, and silver slide sandals. Her long hair was straightened and pulled into a low side ponytail and the whole look was accentuated with silver hoop earrings, bracelets, and of course, the necklace. Draco, though reluctantly, thought she looked sophisticated and beautiful.
While lingering he saw Grangers eyes leave Millie and come to a rest on his. She didn't shift her eyes like he expected her to, but continue to look at him with a dazed expression. Suddenly, she shifted her focus back to Millie, said something to her quickly, and suddenly left the common room through the portrait. Draco excused himself from Pansy and Blaise and walked over to Millie.
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Hermione was leaning against the wall with her eyes closed in a deserted hallway near her common room. She had told Millie that she had needed to go for a walk, which she had until her thoughts were so consuming that she needed to stop. All she could do at the moment was think about Draco.
Everything seemed different about their relationship lately. By all means they still weren't friends, but something had changed, she felt it, but she still couldn't put her finger on it. Hermione had spent some time over the weekend thinking about the situation, but after a while figured it was pointless. She came to the conclusion that she had been imagining that anything was different.
She was fine until he walked into the common room that afternoon. It just wasn't fair that something simple thing like a new hair could make the man she loathed look even more gorgeous. It would now be even harder to keep her eyes off of him. Add that to the fact that she now knew he spoke the languages that made her melt, and for some reason she had the feeling that he knew this.
Then there was the way he had looked at her before she left the common room. It was uncharacteristic for him to look at her so thoughtfully. She felt something unexplainable when he had looked at her like that, and she didn't like it. That is why she left.
'Ugh! Why can't I stop thinking about that evil git? I mean, it's not as if I didn't already know that he was good looking!' Hermione thought furiously. 'Great! Now I am even imagining the smell of his cologne! I must be losing my mind.' Hermione sighed.
"Granger." Suddenly said a voice next to her.
Hermione groaned but kept her eyes closed. He was not the person she wanted to be near at the moment. "What do you want, Malfoy?"
"I always thought walking involved some kind of movement."
"I just stopped to think for a moment."
"You think way too much."
"So I've been told." She replied, hoping that the conversion had come to a close so that he would just go away. He didn't say anything for a moment, so she thought that maybe, for once in matters concerning Malfoy, luck was on her side. But, she was wrong.
"You know, that really is a beautiful necklace. I see that you continued to wear it even though I told you not to."
"Like I'd ever do anything you told me to do."
Draco chuckled softly. "Someone must really care about you to give you it."
"I thought you said that it could be filled with dark magic."
"If I had really thought that, I would have made sure that you didn't wear that. Or Blaise certainly would've taken it from you when he saw it. No, that necklace isn't used for dark magic."
"Well enlighten me and tell me what it is used for." She said irritably, she hated him drawing this conversation out; she just wanted him to get on with it and leave.
Hermione felt him move to stand in front of her, very closely she noted, and gently pick up the stone.
"The stone itself isn't of any importance, but the design and magic make it special. There are a lot of charms in the stone, too many to list to you even if I did want to. The platinum weaving in the center holds all of the charms together and forms a protection for the person wearing it. If anyone has the intention of causing you harm, it will protect you, sort of like creating a force field."
Hermione was silent just taking it all in. "But, if that were the case, couldn't Death Eaters wear it and be protected from us?"
"No… This type of necklace can only be made by a person of a good heart for a person with a pure heart. Only a truly good person could ever wear it."
"So the person who sent me this had to have a good heart to have made it?"
"No, the jeweler had to have had a good heart, the person who sent only needed good intentions."
"Oh," Hermione said softly. "You seem to know a lot about this subject."
"I know a lot of things you couldn't even imagine." Hermione would've been irritated by this last comment if she hadn't been do distracted by his close proximity.
Malfoy gently let go of the necklace and began to trace the outline of the necklace with his finger, softly brushing against her skin. Hermione shivered slightly at the sudden contact.
"Beautiful…simply beautiful." He said softly and with so much emotion that she had to finally open and look at him. Hermione's heart began to race when she saw that he was not looking at the necklace, but at her.
"Quiero besarle en este momento." He whispered. Hermione's eyes widened and she nodded slightly. After her confirmation he leaned in and captured her mouth with his. She closed her eyes at the feel of his lips.
The kiss was slow and soft, but she sensed that he was a bit hesitant. As to encourage him, she slipped her tongue into his mouth. He stepped closer to her and put his hands on her hips. She was surprised, not by the action, but by the fact that he was trembling. It was then that she totally lost all sense of time and where she was. All that mattered was the feel of the kiss, his soft lips his tongue gently massage hers, his hands on her hips, his thumbs softly rubbing just above the waistline of her pants. And his hair… his wonderful hair that she was currently running her hands through, it was simply unbelievable.
Hermione didn't care that it was Malfoy that she was kissing; all that mattered was that it felt right, more right than she had felt with a guy for a long time. Later she would think about the consequences, the possibility that this was one of his jokes, or the fact that maybe he had gone temporarily inside. Right now she just felt like she could kiss him forever.
Just then she heard the faint sound of footsteps coming closer. Malfoy pulled away from her and took a few steps back. They both just stood there staring at each other. Malfoy stood there with his lips pink and swollen and his hair all rumpled, Hermione had never seen him look so sexy.
"Oh there you guys are. Were you two arguing again?" a voice came a few feet away.
Hermione turned her head towards the source and saw Ginny standing there with a suspicious look on her face.
"Why would you think we were arguing?" Hermione asked nervously running her hand through the hair of her pony tail. She prayed that Ginny had no idea what had happened a few moments before.
"Well you're all flushed and Draco looked a bit…disheveled." Ginny said looking back and forth between the two. Hermione looked over at Draco who was still looking at her. Didn't look as if he was going to be of any help.
"We weren't arguing, we were just…" Hermione tried to think of something that sounded plausible.
"Talking, we were talking." Draco said suddenly.
Ginny narrowed her eyes. "Talking, huh? Well when you two are done 'talking' you come back to the common room and eat with us." She gave the two one more suspicious glance before rounding the corner.
Hermione sighed and rubbed her hands over her eyes. Now that the two of them were now faced with reality she just knew he was going to use this whole incident against her. She was not looking forward to it.
"You should go back to the common room and go eat dinner." Malfoy said wearily. He sounded extremely tired.
His tone surprised her. "You're not going to come with me?"
"No… I have something I need to do. I'll be back later." He said and left her without awaiting a response.
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Italian translations:
Non sa che lei l'abbia inviato- she does not know you sent it
è lí qualcuno venendo- is there someone coming
Sì, la principesse di Gryffindor e Slytherin sono dietro lei.-yes the Gryffindor and Slytherin princesses are behind you
Spanish translations:
¿Así que usted habla español, usted se siente especial?- so you speak Spanish, do you feel special?
Quiero besarle en este momento.- I want to kiss you right now
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I'm going to take a lil time to say thank you to all the people who have reviewed my story on AFF and FF. Since you guys are giving me such positive feedback, I just might write another story after I finish this one. I have some responses for the people who took the time to write long reviews recently"
Bob: aww, you don't like r&b? It's my absolute favorite genre of music, so because of that I can't say that I won't but anymore songs in my story. But I will say that if I do (just because I have 2 songs in mind) it will be only a couple of lines and there most likely wont be more than one in chapter, after all I despise song fics. But tell me this, what exactly is death metal and screamo?
Shannon: thanks for the wonderful comments. I think bilingual guys are hot especially when they whisper sweet nothings in your ear... lol. Is long hair common for menin the wizarding world? Well, we can say that since Hermione wasn't raised in the wizarding world she never had the chance to get used to it. I suppose that's the lazy answer but I'm a bit tired…
Please read and review! Comments and suggestions are great appreciated.