Chapter 2: I Don't Regret Anything...
Hermione found herself at her new Common Room, located on the sixth floor. She stared at the witch in the portrait, who gave her the most unfriendly look. She raised her eyebrows.
"Mudblood, aren't you?" asked the witch.
"Yeah... So?" replied Hermione, who was becoming more irritated, since she desperately wanted to get inside, to sleep.
"Ugh... If I was Dumbledore, I'd have you lot banished from here." sneered the witch, with an unpleasant voice.
"Well, you aren't Dumbledore, are you? So if you don't mind I'd like to get some sleep tonight. Serpenzortia Illusion." quipped Hermione angrily.
"No, I'm not, I'm not daft you know, I'm not as daft as you. If I wasn't in this stupid portrait, I'd hex you." bellowed the witch with a high-pitch voice, as her portrait swung open. Hermione covered her ears, as the witch went on and on about banishing Mudbloods from Hogwarts. Hermione grunted as she walked into the Common Room. He was sitting on the floor, writing something on a small piece of parchment.
"Hi." greeted Hermione.
"Oh, I didn't hear you come in." replied Draco, still writing on the parchment.
"How could you not hear me come in, by the sound of that witch's horrid voice." insisted Hermione. Draco laughed.
"Oh, all right, I heard you come in." scowled Draco. "So do you mind if we continue our little questionnaire earlier?" he asked.
"Why not?" answered Hermione, as she sat down. "So whose turn was it last, before Harry and Ron came." she continued.
"Hmmmm... I believe it was mine." answered Draco. "So let me continue, would you mind if I kissed you?"
Hermione's eyes grew wide, she was never confronted with such a question. She wanted to say yes, but Harry, she was still Harry's girlfriend, or at least maybe she was. He never lets me have any fun, thought Hermione.
"Well, it depends, are you a good kisser?" joked Hermione.
"I guess..." answered Draco. Hermione nodded and Draco walked over to her. He kissed her softly, gently. His lips went on hers, Hermione had never felt such a sensation whilst kissing someone, it felt so unique, it made her feel special, it made her feel beautiful.
"W-W-Wow." was all Hermione managed to say.
"You're not too bad yourself, it's your turn." complimented Draco.
"Hmmmm... Are you... Are you using me just to get back at Harry or Ron?" asked Hermione tentatively.
"No. I really like you, I really do." assured Draco. "Ummm... Did you enjoy that kiss?" he asked.
Hermione laughed, "Yeah." She hesitated for a moment, tugging a strand of her hair, "... Why are you doing this?"
Draco stared at her eyes, her dark lined eyes, and they looked hypnotizing. "I don't know, you're so different now."
Hermione smiled, "I am aren't I?"
"Yeah." paused Draco, "Anyways, are you tired?"
"Actually, I'm glad you asked." yawned Hermione. "I don't mean that as an insult, mind you." she answered quickly. Draco grinned. He walked over to her and kissed her gently, she almost fell towards him in an effort to just make the kiss deeper. Hermione smiled to herself and looked down.
"Goodnight." he said as he walked to his room, leaving Hermione to swoon about him...
Hermione touched her swollen lips as she arrived inside her room. She couldn't keep smiling for some strange reason. Love, it does the strangest things to you, said Hermione mentally. Hermione took off her clothes and her shoes, and let down her hair and grabbed a large trunk to sleep in. Hermione crept into bed, and stared at the ceiling, it was so white. So clean, almost like hospital walls.
Draco smiled at the ceiling above him. He had kissed Hermione Granger, but why? Draco had that question puzzling him. Was it because of her beautiful brown, almond shaped eyes? The way her now, dark hair, enchanted him? Or the mere fact that she was an excellent kisser? Draco Malfoy was confused, how could he be in love with Hermione Granger? It was practically impossible, and how could he be addicted to her? He loathed her, yet he loved her. But wait. Love? He loved Hermione? Was he in love?
Hermione awoke the next morning, by the sound of her radio alarm clock, given to her by her best muggle mate, Jasmine. It played the theme song to her favorite show, One Tree Hill, by an American rock singer, Gavin DeGraw. Hermione pressed the snooze button, and walked to bathroom to take a relaxing shower.
Hermione took off her clothes and stepped into the shower, she turned on the water. Hermione scrubbed, washed, rinsed, poured and dried as usual. Hermione reached out her arm, expecting a towel to be there, but unfortunately, there was no towel reachable. Hermione groaned silently. Hermione stepped out of the shower, and was about to run softly to her room, when a hand touched her shoulder. Hermione turned around, forgetting that she was naked. Hermione gasped when she saw who it was. She ran to back to the shower, butt-naked and covered herself with the shower curtain. Draco smiled and handed her his towel. Hermione stepped out and wrapped herself, in towel, which smelled ever so pleasant.
"What are you doing here?" gasped Hermione.
"I was going to ask you something." protested Draco.
"Well, what is it?" asked Hermione wrapping the towel, tightly, around her small form.
"I was just going to ask you...Umm... Did you enjoy last night?" asked Draco.
"That was the best kiss I ever had... Thank you... And here's your towel." smiled Hermione as she turned to walk away.
"No." stopped Draco, Hermione turned around to face him again. "You can have it."
"Hey, it's your towel-"
"Hermione, it's just a towel." laughed Draco.
"Thank you." smiled Hermione as she left the bathroom.
Hermione put on her bra, her underwear and her uniform. She took out several items from her black book bag, now inside was only, her cd player, a few mix cds, her make up kit, books, her wand, a quill and a bottle of ink, pads, parchment and some apparels to keep her warm. Hermione put on her robes, along with her Head Girl badge pinned on the front, and put on her black stockings, along with her calf-length boots. Hermione had become more interested in make up like normal, muggle girls. So, she put on her usual make-up, black eyeliner, loose powder and lipstick. She walked out of her room, with her boots clicking on the cold marble floor with every step.
As Hermione walked out of the common room, the hallways were absolutely dark. She couldn't see, so she pulled out her wand, from her bag and whispered: Lumos! Light blasted from her wand, filling her path with light, Hermione was careful to point downwards, so that the portraits wouldn't be awakened. Hermione walked down the stairs, when a voice behind her suddenly said: Good morning, Hermione.
Hermione turned around in surprise, but it was only the Gryffindor ghost, Sir Headless Nick.
"Oh, good morning, Sir Headless Nick," greeted Hermione.
Hermione ran to the Dining Hall, it was dimly lit; Hermione opened the door slightly ajar, and peered into the Hall. Elves were preparing for the breakfast, Hermione glanced at her watch, and saw that it was only 6:30; breakfast was going to be served at 6:45, since classes started at 7:00. Hermione closed the door and sat on the cold floor. She placed her hands on the floor and leaned her head on the wall. Something furry suddenly ran over her hand, Hermione shone her wand upon it. It was a large furry spider, the size of her fist. Hermione wasn't afraid of spiders, Ron was, and Hermione chuckled and whispered: Arania Exumai. The spider was thrown back to the staircase. Hermione laughed as the memory of Harry telling her about him and Ron, in the Forbidden Forest, with Aragog.
"Ohhhhhh...That feels good..." whined a familiar voice from the darkness.
Hermione stood up, and walked to a corner where she thought she saw something move. She pointed her wand at the floor and saw two pairs of feet, one in pointed black shoes, and the other in worn-out trainers. Hermione's wand went higher, and emerald green robes were on the two bodies. She pointed her wand to what was she guessed, their faces. It was Pansy Parkinson and Gregory Goyle, snogging each other.
"Having a nice time?" smirked Hermione.
"Um...I...Uh...I was...Um..." mumbled Goyle.
"What do you want filthy mudblood?" said Pansy rudely. Hermione could see six hickeys dotting her neck.
"Well then, that's 15 points for talking to a Head Girl in a vulgar way, and 20, for snogging in the hallways, not during school hours..." said Hermione firmly.
"But that's not fair!" whined Pansy and Goyle.
"Oh but wait, and priceless for Draco Malfoy, to find out that his bodyguard has been snogging his so-called...um...girlfriend..." replied Hermione flatly.
"That won't be necessary, Hermione." replied Draco, from behind the three of them.
Pansy and Goyle gasped, Hermione just stared at Draco with a vague expression, but inside, she was laughing, each laugh dripping with evil.
"I can't believe you Goyle, snogging about with Pansy!" scolded Draco.
"I...Uh...Um..." replied Goyle, blushing madly.
"And Pansy! You of all people! Aren't I enough for you? Blaise was right, you are a cheap slag!" scolded Draco.
"I'M SORRY DRAKKKIE! TAKE ME BACK PLEASE!" cried Pansy in the darkness.
"Oh well then, that means I have no date for the party tonight..." answered Draco.
"What party?" asked Hermione out of the blue.
"The year seven party, you know the one with no teachers and ghosts?" answered Pansy.
"Oh." replied Hermione, feeling excited.
"So...Hermione we better get going, to breakfast." answered Draco.
"Yeah, let's go." said Hermione, leaving Pansy and Goyle, dazed and confused.
"The party's tonight, I guess I'll see you then," said Draco, before he went to the Slytherin Table.
Hermione walked to the Gryffindor Table and sat down next to Harry and Ron. Harry put his arm around her as she picked up a piece of toast. Hermione smiled and began eating.
"Mione', did you hear about the party tonight?" asked Ron.
"Yeah, um...Pansy Parkinson, she told me." replied Hermione.
"Parkinson? Mione', just because you're rooming with the Slytherin King, it doesn't mean you're changing are you?" asked Harry nervously.
"Of course not." answered Hermione, as she ruffled his hair.
"Mione, um...I want to tell you something." said Harry.
"Yeah?" mumbled Hermione, with her mouth full of toast.
"Is it okay if I go to the dance with someone else?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Hermione, "So we're just friends, now?"
"Well, I was planning to ask Cho, I mean I still fancy her." said Harry.
"And I like Lavender Brown and she is friends with Cho." replied Ron.
"So what's your point?" spat out Hermione and Harry, with a voice with a very sharp tone.
"Well, I want to ask her out and like...I was going to double date with Harry." grinned Ron, as Harry grew a smile and Hermione grew slightly red.
"Whatever." ignored Hermione.
Hermione ran from the Dining Hall, filled with anger. She stopped near the door and took out her cd player and filled it with a mix cd. Hermione had a stern expression on her face as she put the CD player back in her bag, yet kept the earphones in her ears. Hermione ran as fast as she could, she wanted to be early to arrive to Defense against the Dark Arts. This year's teacher was Mad-Eye Moody. Again. Hermione was about to turn to the right when someone bumped into her, extremely hard.
"GOD! What is your problem?" screamed Hermione.
"Sorry, I didn't know it was you." answered Draco.
"It doesn't matter" replied Hermione as she began to walk off, flipping her hair.
"Wait!" called out Draco as Hermione began to walk away.
"What?" whined Hermione.
"Come on!" said Draco as he pulled her away again in secret.
Hermione groaned and let Malfoy drag her to some "so-called" secret location. Hermione smoothened out her skirt when the got to the "secret" place. Hermione turned around and looked to see if anyone was seeing them together. The coast was unfortunately, not clear. Parvati Patil and Seamus Finnigan were talking to each other, Parvati had this flirty look on her face. Hermione figured Seamus was going to ask Parvati to the dance, Hermione knew, by the strangeness of the tones of their voices. Hermione shrugged and turned back to Draco.
"What it is it?" questioned Hermione.
"I was going to ask you if you want to go to the dance." replied Draco.
"Together?" grinned Hermione.
"Yeah..." said Draco.
"Okay...But we don't go there together..." reasoned Hermione.
"Fine, I'll see you there..." smiled Draco coolly.
"Later then... Slytherin King..." replied Hermione, with a flirty look.
Draco Malfoy stared at Hermione. He couldn't wait for the dance, but classes would have to do for now...