Disclaimer: It wasn't mine for the last 10 chapters… nothing has changed
A/N: yes I know it has been a long time since the update, but I had to figure where this was going. There will probably be only one or two chapters after this one, I'm still trying to decide if there will be a sex scene in this one, maybe not. I've already started thinking about a plot for my next story, but it might be a while before I write it. Ok, so for the rest of the story we will pretend that HBP doesn't exist because, my story won't work otherwise. What did you all think of book 6? Ok this note is getting too long… On with the story. Hope you like!
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Hermione woke up for the second time that morning in Draco's bed. She smiled as she thought about her earlier encounter with Draco. It was as if he had just flicked a switch somewhere inside himself and had totally turned off any animosity he had towards her.
"Do you usually wake up smiling or is it 'post sleeping with Draco Malfoy glow?'" she heard a voice say from the opposite site of the room.
"And the arrogance returns." Hermione said slowly sitting up against the headboard to look where Draco was standing. He was standing in front of his closet wearing only a pair of black pants, rubbing a towel against his damp hair. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. Draco looked like he could be one of the models in one of those muggle magazines she liked to read.
'Oh God, I just want to jump him right now' she thought as he looked at him.
"It's not arrogance, belle (beautiful), it is what it is." he replied tossing his towel onto his desk chair before rummaging in his closet.
"Where are you going?" she asked as she watched him pull on a gray silk shirt.
"I told Daphne I would meet up with her for lunch and then hang out with her afterwards." he said as he walked over to his dresser to spray on his cologne.
"Oh." Hermione threw off the covers and walked towards the bathroom. "I'll wash your shirt and give it back later, ok?" When she didn't get an answer she looked over her shoulder at him.
"Malfoy!"
His eyes quickly met hers "Did you say something?" he asked blushing slightly
She turned around and put her hand on her hips. "Were you just staring at my butt?" she asked in mock anger. He looked so cute with his cheeks a tinge of pink. She had no idea that Draco even knew how to blush.
"Well if you didn't want me to look, you should've worn a longer shirt." he said, smirking.
"But you're the one that gave me this shirt!"
"And this is the thanks I get for being so generous?" Draco asked smoothly, avoiding the topic altogether.
Hermione just sighed and turned to walk back to the bathroom. She felt his eyes on her again and had an idea. She pulled off the shirt in one swift motion and put her arm over her chest to cover herself. Hermione heard him gasp as she turned slightly to throw the shirt towards him and quickly closed the door laughing before he could say something. Hey, if he wanted a better look at her lace, boycut undies, she would give him a better look.
After Hermione took a long shower, she wrapped a fluffy towel around her self and walked to her room. As she walked towards her closet in order to choose her clothes for the day, she noticed the emerald shirt on the bed with a piece of parchment on top.
Keep it. Looks better on you, belle.
Hermione read the parchment and smiled. She really was going to like their new relationship.
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That evening Hermione was sitting in her common room painting her fingernails and listening to music on her charmed player that she had brought from her room. She had just finished painting her toes in Christmas colors and was contemplating whether or not doing the same pattern on her fingers would be too much.
'Whatever.' she thought, and finished her fingers.
Hermione put her feet up on the coffee table and leaned back against the couch, closing her eyes, waiting for her nails to dry. She hadn't seen Draco all day and for some reason it made her a bit sad. In all honesty she wished that he had spent the day with her instead of that Slytherin girl.
'Oh no, I'm jealous!' she thought and groaned to herself. There had been only two excuses in order to not allow herself to like him: his hair and his attitude. And now that both of these had changed she didn't know how she was going to fight her attraction to him. Draco was now the perfect package to her; intelligent, gorgeous, nice… She let her mind drift as she listened to the song currently playing.
When I think about the possibility
Of you ending up really feeling me
I get all flushed and wonder why
I'm so infatuated with a guy…
Hermione sighed. She would just have to ignore her attraction to him. She doubted it would be that hard, she figured it would just fade to friendship once she spent more time with him.
She heard the portrait to the common room open, but she kept her eyes closed. If Draco was with that girl she didn't need to see them sneaking into his room. Then they would do things on his bed… the bed she had slept in the night before.
'Eww, has he changed the sheets since he last had sex in that bed? Oh God, get a grip, Hermione!' she thought, mentally freaking out. She suddenly heard movement near her and felt someone sit next to her on the couch. Well that someone was obviously Draco, she could smell his wonderful cologne. She felt him more closer to her and her heart started beating rapidly.
"I know you aren't sleeping," he breathed in her ear. "But if you're going to pretend, two can play this game."
She felt his hands on her knees and slowly slide up her legs. Her breathing quickened but she still didn't open her eyes. His hands glided over the soft cotton of her shorts and stopped for a short moment just above the waistband. Draco's fingers lightly caressed the vast amount of skin exposed above her shorts and below her tank top, pausing to flick gently at her bellybutton ring. It was taking all of Hermione's self control in order for her not to move, but when she felt his hands under her shirt she realized that she needed to push him off before she did something embarrassing.
"What are you doing!" she yelled as she pushed him off of her. She really hoped that he wouldn't notice that she was blushing.
Draco smirked at her from his place at the opposite side of the couch. "I thought you would be used to me trying to annoy you."
"Yeah, but not like that." she grumbled as she finally regained her composure.
"Stop dressing like that in front of me and it won't happen again."
"You act like you haven't seen tons of girls dress in less around you."
Draco smiled. "Now that you mention it, I have seen my fair share of beautiful ladies wearing nothing more than a smile."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Anyways, how was your date?"
"My what?"
"Your date… with Daphne, the girl you spent the day with."
"Oh, that wasn't a date. We just hung out basically."
"Does hanging out usually involve snogging sessions?"
Draco studied his hands. "No… I didn't kiss her we just hung out and talked. As for last night… that was a mistake. I was… just trying to get my mind off of something."
Hermione found this answer to be quite odd, but she didn't say anything. "And did it work?"
"No it didn't." Draco looked up at her. "How did things go with that guy at the party?"
Hermione smiled. "He was really sweet actually and kept complimenting me. But I suspect that he just wants the opportunity to say that he dated me. Anyway, I have a date with him tomorrow." She noticed that he was giving her a weird look. "What's wrong?"
"You act like a guy wouldn't give you a compliment just because he honestly thought it to be true."
"Well its true isn't it? I mean, I don't have very good luck with guys. Just look at what happened with Viktor."
Draco sighed and ran his hand through his hair, making it look disheveled. "You need to realize that what happened with Krum wasn't your fault. No guy in their right mind would cheat on you with that body, even if you are a little annoying. But that can be fixed with a silencing charm."
Hermione laughed and punched his arm playfully; he had sufficiently cheered her up. "You are such an idiot."
Draco smiled. "That may be so, but you're not doubting yourself anymore. You know I've been wondering something for a while. Where exactly is you're other tattoo? I mean, I've seen a lot of you and I've never even seen a hint of it."
"Well where do you think it is, Malfoy?"
"I'm hoping it is somewhere naughty and you'll show me."
Hermione laughed once again. "Sorry to disappoint you, but it is in a very innocent place. I just put a distraction and concealing charm on it. But I don't know if I want to show you… you might laugh or something, everyone else did."
"Merlin, Granger, did you get a tattoo of a book?"
Hermione gave him a disgusted look. "No I didn't get a book tattooed on me. They all just assumed some stuff."
"Well just show me, I won't judge you."
Hermione looked at him skeptically.
Draco rolled his eyes. "I promise to keep an open mind."
"Ok."
Hermione turned her back to him and pulled off her baby tee. She then picked up her wand, pointed to her left shoulder blade and said, "aperio". She then braced herself for whatever Draco had to say.
"It's a dragon… It's beautiful." He said as she felt him trace the outline with his finger. She felt butterflies in her stomach.
"Thank you."
"What kind of assumption could they make from it."
"Think about it a little bit."
"Hmm… well it's silver and green; Slytherin colors. You know the dragon is my favorite magical creature." She felt him move away from her and she pulled back on her Chudley Cannons baby tee as she turned to face him.
"Yeah, why is that?"
"I guess because they are so powerful and... my name means dragon." At look of realization crossed his features. "They think you like me, don't they?"
Hermione shifted her eyes with embarrassment and nodded. "Please don't laugh at me."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
Hermione looked back at him and he gave her a small smile. After a short silence he spoke again.
"There's something I need to tell you." He looked nervous as he said it. Hermione was intrigued; Draco was never nervous about anything.
"Go ahead."
"I don't know how you are going to react to this, but I think it is better that I tell you this now rather than later."
"I promise to listen with an open mind." she said repeating what he had said earlier.
He gave her a nervous smile and took a deep breath. "I was the one who sent you the necklace."
Hermione didn't say anything. Not because she was angry, but because she was surprised, happily surprised, actually. The butterflies same back in her stomach full force.
Draco took her silence as a bad sign and hurried to try and explain himself. "I promise that I didn't do it with bad intentions. I just wanted you to be safe, after what happened in Hogsmeade and with Myers I… I just wanted to make you a little safer, so I designed it and had it made when I went on my extra Hogsmeade day. I knew you wouldn't take it from me because you hated me, so I made up the whole secret admirer so that you wouldn't know it was from me. And I knew if I told you not to wear it, you would because you would never do anything I told you to do."
Hermione felt tears welling up in her eyes. "You designed it and had it made for me?"
"Yeah." Draco said softly. He noticed her tears and moved closer to her in order to wipe her tears away. "Please don't cry… I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"Don't apologize. That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me, and it means a lot to me."
Draco smiled at her looking completely vulnerable. He was staring at her with an expression he had never seen before. He moved even closer to her with his hand still on her face and whispered, "Je suis tombé dans l'amour avec vous, mais j'ai peur de vous dire. (I have fallen in love with you, but I am afraid to tell you)"
"When will you tell me what you're saying?" Hermione asked softly.
"Soon…but for now I need you to tell me something."
"What do you want me to tell you?"
"Tell me… what I have to do to keep you from going out with that guy tomorrow night." He whispered before he kissed her.
Draco's kiss was much different than his other kisses. It was similar to the first kiss in that she could sense his nervousness; he was trembling again, but that was where the similarities ended. The kiss was gentle, but intense. Hermione thought her chest was going to explode with how fast her heart was beating. She felt him move closer and gently push her back so that she was now lying down on the couch. He lifted himself up slightly while kissing her, so that they could get into a more comfortable position, with her lying completely on the couch and him on top of her.
Hermione responded enthusiastically to him, sliding her hands under his shirt and caressing his back. She had wanted to be kissed in this way for so long, and now that she was, and it was by Draco, it was as if every dream she had had lately was coming true. She now understood her feelings of jealousy and those pangs of uneasiness she had felt when he had gone with Daphne; she was in love with him. She knew she had fallen the first time he had kissed her, she just never allowed herself to admit it. Hermione didn't know what was going to happen after they stopped kissing, but she wasn't going to worry about it until it was over. It might never happen again; she had to enjoy it while it lasted.
Draco pulled away from her lips to begin kissing her neck. Every few seconds he would pull away to whisper things to her, switching from French to Spanish, knowing that she would understand what he was saying. He whispered things like "usted es tan hermoso (you are so beautiful)" and "Yo no quiero que esto termine (I don't want this to end)" and she just melted, it had more of an effect on her than if he had said it in English.
They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn't here the common room portrait open near them.
"BLOODY HELL!" was all Hermione heard as Draco fell onto the floor, hitting the coffee table on the way day. She looked up to see Ron staring at the two of them.
"What the hell is going on with the two of you!" he asked as Draco picked himself up off of the ground. Ron suddenly turned and stared with wide eyes at Hermione. "Holy shit, Hermione, what are you wearing?"
"Would you stop staring at her Ron, you have a girlfriend." Draco said with obvious irritation.
"I know, but she never dressed like that when I lived with her. If she did I might've…"
"Did you want something?" Draco interrupted loudly.
"What? Oh we were all going to hang out in the Slytherin common room. Blaise had some drinks left over, so I came to get you guys."
"Oh" Hermione said, finally taking part of the conversation. She looked over at Draco who had been looking over at her. She wanted to stay with him, but now that they had lost their moment she didn't know what to do.
"You go, I need to do something early tomorrow, so I better get to bed. We'll talk tomorrow. Goodnight guys." Draco looked at her one more time before he ascended the stairs to his room.
"You know Hermione, I must say, you have renewed my faith in the Cannons." Ron said lightly while putting an arm around her shoulders as he led her out of the room.
"Ok, Ron." She said distractedly, still thinking about what had just happened.
"You know, he really likes you, he just needs to figure some stuff out. It won't be long before you two are together."
Hermione knew there was no point in trying to argue with Ron, knowing what he had just walked in on. She just hoped he was right.
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Thanks for all the wonderful reviews! Seems that FF liked the last chapter much more than AFF… I wonder why… Oh the above song is called Dreams by Nina Sky
Bob: your still my fav… yes men are interesting in that way. Unfortunately, I only speak English, I am so jealous of anyone bilingual, guess it's a drawback of growing up in the states, they don't make you learn a new language when you are young. I totally loved HBP, going to try to read it for a 2nd time too. I don't think you have a dark sense of humor, it seems like the fun/crazy kind :smiles:
Amber: lol, thanks. I feel like a princess now
Jenie: thanks, I'm trying to make it seem realistic and not have them jump into bed with each other
Dragon34: I would say they are
Badgirl13a: here's your answer
Musicalbballgal: sorry about that. For the most part Draco speaks to Hermione in French, but if it is in Spanish, I'll let you know but it's the only other language she understands. If he is speaking with Blaise it will be Italian
Ocean Fish: I wish I didn't need the translation program, but hey, I'll take it over nothing
DrAcO'sblackrose: I understand, I tool Spanish in middle school and high school for a total of 5 years and I certainly couldn't have a conversation with a native speaker
LMiller-06: thanks, though I can't take credit for having the translations right after. That idea came from Anon
ADevilNo: I think you gave me the most enthusiastic review ever. Thanks!
Shining Star: you are totally right, it will end soon. What should I hurry up and review though?
And thank you so much to everyone else that I didn't write a personal response to