Title: Summer in Paris
Author: Saiya-Jin Girl
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to it whatsoever. The plot however is mine, and all the original characters are mine also.
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Chapter 59) Hogsmeade Village
They were all bundled up and ready to go down to Hogsmeade for the last time. Hermione was standing next to Harry and Ginny and they were waiting for the next carriage to come and pick them up. Harry looked at Hermione and he sighed.
"What's really going on between you and Draco, Mione?" he asked. She was startled and she looked at him.
"Oh...well nothing really," she said. He rolled his eyes.
"Yeah right, and I'm a toad, seriously," he said. Ginny looked at her. Hermione sighed.
"Oh, well, I guess that I can tell you, but you can't tell Ron!" she said.
"You can't tell Ron what?" Ron asked coming up behind them. She gasped.
"Oh! Ron, we were just discussing something," she said.
"Discussing what Mione?" he asked. Harry looked at Ron.
"We were talking about Christmas Presents, Ron," he said. Ron's face became relaxed.
"Oh, that's all?" he said. Ginny nodded. "Well, where's the Carriage?" he asked. They shrugged.
"I wonder why it's taking so long..." Hermione mused.
"We've been waiting here for about ten minutes," Ginny said. They waited for five minutes and then finally a carriage arrived. They all piled in and it pulled off towards the direction of Hogsmeade.
They were silent in the carriage and Harry caught Hermione's eye. Over the years, they had developed a special way of communications, or rather knowing what the other was feeling. He could right away tell that she was worried about something, but what it was he didn't know.
"So...what are you guys planning on doing when we get to Hogsmeade? I was thinking that we all could go to the Three Broomsticks and get some Butterbeer?" he asked. Hermione picked up his drift and she nodded.
"That sounds Wonderful! Maybe the brother and sister can treat us to some butterbeer and something warm to eat?" she asked. Ginny and Ron looked at each other.
"I suppose," Ron said. Ginny smiled.
"That would be nice," she said. They all agreed that they would eat at the Three Broomsticks.
"And, actually, I have to get Christmas gifts for you and Ginny , Ron, so Harry and I will take a walk around first, and you and Ginny can spend some time together?" she suggested. Ginny opened her mouth to object but Harry squeezed her hand. She coughed.
"That sounds great Hermione," she said. Hermione nodded. Ron looked at them and he sighed.
"What ever you want to do..."
They continued the rest of the ride with little chit chat here and there and then they finally had arrived in the small village. Hermione exited the carriage and after her came Ron, then Ginny, then Harry. Harry moved over to Ginny to give her a kiss and he whispered to her.
"I need to speak to Hermione, I think that something is wrong," Ginny looked at him and she nodded slightly. He put on a smile and he went over to Hermione. "Time to go shopping," he said cheerily. Ginny smiled.
"Yes, you two go along, Ron and I will meet you back at the Three Broomsticks in say, an hour?" She asked. They nodded and went on their separate ways. When Ron and Ginny was finally out of earshot, Harry pulled Hermione into a small pub called The Black Cat. They sat down at a table and Harry ordered two cups of coffee.
"Ok, Hermione, what the hell is going on?" he asked. She sighed.
"Ok listen, its Ron," she began. He nodded. "He, Pansy and Krum set a whole....thing up and they framed me! They made Draco walk into my room and see 'me' with someone else," she said. Harry looked at her.
"You're joking right?" he asked. She sighed.
"No, I would not joke around with something like this!" she said. He sighed and looked at her.
"Ok, ok, I get it," he said. He looked around. "So what else?" he asked. "What happened with you and Draco?" he asked.
"Well, we talked, and he knows that it wasn't me....we have to do something about this though!" she said. He nodded.
"Firstly, how exactly do you know that it's Ron?" he asked. She sighed and then she began telling him the entire tale, from beginning to end.
She finished about ten minutes later and Harry was shocked. He couldn't believe what Ron had done.
"I mean...I didn't want to believe it...but it's true..." she said sadly. Harry nodded.
"That's....interesting..." he said. She sighed.
"So I mean...I was really looking forward to spending Christmas with Draco this year..." she said wistfully. He nodded.
"I understand..." he said. They sat in silence. "I think that you should just...come clean," he said. She looked at him.
"I know...I just want to sit down and....tell you all everything...."
"Maybe we need professor Dumbledore..." he said. She looked at him.
"You're right Harry! I didn't even think of that!" she said. He smiled.
"Well, I'm always here to save the day right?" he said. She laughed.
"You know, Harry, I never really got to say how much I care for you. You're like the brother I never had," she said. He shrugged.
"Please don't Hermione," he said. She smiled and she reached over and took his hand.
"I just want to thank you for always standing by me," she said quietly. "The whole Draco thing, I was happy that you accepted him, despite all that he did to you over the years,"
"I know, it's just the attitude that some people need to learn, like Ron..." he said. She nodded.
"Acceptance," she said quietly. They sat again in silence and then Harry rose up.
"I guess we should be on the move then, we have some Christmas presents to pick up," he said. She looked at him and got up.
"Sounds fine with me," she said. They paid for their coffee and they left.
Draco was sitting alone in the common room. Everyone else had left to go down to Hogsmeade, and he was grateful for the alone time. The fire blazed in the fireplace and he felt his eyelids close down. He was dead tired.
Time without Hermione seemed to pass by in a daze. Now he realized how much he really needed her. He realized how much he was looking forward to being with her this Christmas, kissing her under the mistletoe. He looked towards the dormitories where in his chest lay a little green box. He had brought her a present for Christmas. A small silver ring with a green gem embedded in the center and tiny diamonds around the emerald. It was worth a fortune, because it had belonged to his Grandmother. Ancient Malfoy jewelry was worth so much money, even in the muggle world. He sighed. How he wished that she was with him.
Their day out in the village of Hogsmeade was coming to a close. The sun was sinking in the west, and the snow was fresh under their boots as they made their way out of the Three Broomsticks. They walked down a distance and they were greeted by the carriage, patiently waiting for them. Hermione climbed in and she was followed by Ron, then Ginny and Harry. They were loaded with bags, and packages of Christmas gifts. Hermione looked down at her bags and she smiled inwardly. She had brought a gift for Draco. A silver chain with a little silver pendant of a sword on it. The handle was finely detailed and it was encrusted with small emeralds. With a sigh she wondered if he would like it.
"Everything alright, Hermione?" Ron asked. She managed a smile and she nodded.
"Of course," she said. He nodded.
"So, um, what are we doing for Christmas?" he asked. They looked at each other. Harry spoke up.
"Oh, the normal, Christmas Dinner," he said. They nodded. Ron looked around.
"Nothing, special planned?" he asked. They shook their heads. No one knew what else to say, so they remained silent for the rest of the ride. Without knowing it, they had created an invisible tension between themselves during this trip to Hogsmeade. They did this unconciously.
Chapter 60) Christmas around the corner
There were a few more days left for Christmas, and the castle looked spectacular. There were trees, and decorations all over the huge castle. There was also the huge tree that was in the Great Hall. Hermione was grabbing a bite to eat. She held a slice of toast in one hand and she was reading a book for her Muggle Studies class. When she looked at the bread, she remembered the food fight that she and Draco had had while in Paris.
"Reading?" asked Ginny looking up at her. Hermione blinked and was rushed out of her memory.
"Huh? Oh, yes, sorry, I was thinking," she said. Ginny nodded. There was a small chatter at the little table and then there was a sudden hush. Someone had entered the Great Hall. It was none other than Draco Malfoy. He was wearing a pair of black dress pants, with a dark green shirt. His tie was of a silver color, and his hair was impeccably combed. He was a heartthrob. There were no other words to describe him, as he portrayed an image of suaveness, sex appeal, and wealthiness. Hermione's heart skipped a beat when she saw him. She saw all the other girls look at him with wonder as he entered. This led her to think how lucky she was that she actually got him. Now that she thought about it, Draco was hers. He didn't belong to one of those pathetic girls drooling over him, he belonged to her.
She wanted to stand up, run over to him, and jump in his arms, but she restrained herself. She turned back to her toast and her book. Ron scoffed.
"Well look who it is...Malfoy,"
"Can it Weasel," he said.
"Oh, well, I would, but the thing is, I have your woman," he said. Everyone turned to look at them, even the two teachers who were at the head tables. Draco stopped and he looked at Ron.
"Well, Weasel, I don't think so," he said in a cold drawl. Hermione looked up. Her face was flushed. Ron's eyes narrowed.
"What do you mean?" he asked. Draco smiled.
"Well, if you were smart, you would know, but, as you're not, I guess that you don't," he said. Ron was confused.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked. Draco went over to him and dropped a roll of parchment in Ron's lap.
"Read and you'll see," he said simply. And with that, he left the Great Hall. Everyone was silent and they watched Draco walk out of the Great Hall, then they all turned to Ron. He too, was staring at Draco as he left.
"What was all that about?" asked Ginny looking up to Hermione. But when she lifted her head, Hermione had already jumped up and was leaving the Great Hall. She had had enough of this.
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