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The wind whipped Hermione's face as she rose higher and higher, Harry by her side.
Hermione was screaming at herself in her brain
Your sooo stupid Hermione! She yelled in her brain.
Hermione was flying ok until she came near the stands.
She had been flying straight since she had taken off, but now, she was approaching the stands at a fast rate, and would have to turn.
'Hermione!' Harry called 'Slow down!'
'I don't know how!' Hermione called back, the familiar fear grabbing her stomach.
She would have to turn soon…now!
Hermione jerked the broom to right too hard, and it followed her command- too well.
It turned so fast to the right, that Hermione wasn't ready.
She slid with the broom, then her fingers stepped off from all the sweat that had gathered on them.
Hermione's legs where gripping the broom tightly, but not enough.
The slipped off, and Hermione just caught the broom before she fell.
She could hear the gasps of fear and shock, the shouts of laughter from the Slytherins, and the shouts from the Gryffindors to get Harry to get Hermione safely back to the ground.
Harry was by Hermione's side, trying to get her either back on her own broom, or on his.
He couldn't do it, because Hermione was panicking and she wasn't using the senses she knew she had.
Malfoy on the other hand, the minute he had seen any hint that Hermione's life was in danger, he pulled out his wand.
'Acco Broom!' three minutes later, his broom flew towards him, skimming the heads of the Slytherins around him.
'Draco, what are you doing?' pansy shouted as Malfoy mounted his broom.
Malfoy didn't answer as he kicked off towards the hysterical Granger.
'Piss off Malfoy!' Harry called when he saw him approach.
'No.' Malfoy answered.
He got closer to Hermione, grabbed her around her waist, much to her protest, and told her to let go of the broom.
Hermione simply refused to follow his commands.
'Granger, do it, I won't let go!' Malfoy called.
Hermione looked past him at Harry, and silently asked for his help and what to do next.
'Hermione, look at his eyes, as much as I'd hate to admit it, he's telling the truth!'
Hermione looked into Malfoy's cold stormy eyes, and saw nothing but honestly in what she saw.
Slowly, Hermione let one hand go of Ron's broom, and latched onto Malfoy's neck.
Even slower, she released the broom all together, and only held onto her worst enemy.
Using his muscles, Malfoy pulled Hermione onto his broom behind him.
'Hole on!' he called.
Hermione let go of his neck (finally!) and held onto his waist.
Malfoy smirked as he felt her hands shivering from fright.
He flew slowly towards Harry.
'Where would you like her to be dropped off?' he asked smugly.
Harry sneered.
'To the ground, you ass.' he said.
Malfoy smirked one more time, before plummeting to the ground.
Hermione screamed at him to slow down, but only in the last meter did he do so.
He landed smoothly, and Hermione only saw red hair.
Ron had run over to her and hugged her for dear life.
Malfoy dismounted his broom, and looked at the couple.
Hermione wasn't saying anything, as she was too scared.
What made Malfoy angry was that they looked like a good couple and a real couple.
He glared and smirked.
'You're welcome Mudblood.' he said, before mounting his broom again, and flying off to the Slytherin stands.
'Draco!' Pansy called when he landed in the stands.
'What?' he snapped.
'Why did you save Mudblood? It was funny!' she said, sulking.
'Because, all Malfoy's are gentlemen, and I was more of a man than potter. This was my chance to prove I'm right- by saving his friend, I've proved I'm a better flyer and man.' Malfoy answered, smirking as Pansy looked at him.
'Oh, you're perfect little gentlemen!' she purred, hugging him.
Malfoy didn't hug back, but he smirked- she's so thick, she'd believe anything!
'That was some excellent flying Mr. Malfoy.' someone said behind him.
Malfoy turned and saw his head of house smirking back at him.
'Professor.' Malfoy nodded.
'You are right, Mr. Malfoy, you did prove you're a better man than potter, but we all knew that.' Everyone around them smirked- the Slytherin trade mark.
'And for saving a student…I'd say 200 points for Slytherin!' All the Slytherins around them cheered.
Malfoy smirked, and was more popular for the rest of that day- well more than he was before.
Hermione tried forgetting what Malfoy had done for her, but she couldn't.
That night in the common room, Hermione read alone.
Malfoy came in, saw Hermione and smirked.
Hermione ignored him as he headed to his door, then said
'Thank you for what you did today Malfoy.' she almost whispered.
Malfoy didn't say anything, but he smirked more as he walked into his room.
When he came out, he wasn't smirking, he was furious.
'Those damn house elves!' he yelled as he stormed into the once quiet common room.
'What about the house elves?' Hermione asked, venom added at Malfoy's tone.
'They didn't make my bed!' he screamed.
'Malfoy, if your not such a slob, you'd know that they don't have to do anything when it comes to things like you!' she snapped.
'It's what their here for!' he snapped back.
'No!' Hermione yelled, slamming her book and standing up, 'They are here to live! Not to be your slaves!'
'Yes they are!' he called back, 'and I'm going to have a word with them.' he added, pulling out his wand, smirking evilly and heading to the kitchen's portrait.
'No your not!' Hermione yelled, getting her wand from her pocket.
'Don't tell me what to do!' Malfoy said, 'The elves only exist to be sacrificed and to work for me and the rest of the purebloods! Little bits of vermin!'
Hermione was about to cross the room and slap him so hard his ancestors would feel it, but he disappeared through the portrait.
When he was gone, Hermione paced, trying to calm down.
The nerve of him! She said to herself.
When he came back, he was smirking.
'Well, that's one house elf that won't forget to make my bed ever again.'
Hermione swelled with angry as thoughts of what he could have done to the poor, defenseless house elf.
She crossed the room so quick, that Malfoy hadn't really seen her move.
She raised her hand, and slapped him on the check with as much force as she could have.
Pain shot through Malfoy's check, and he looked at Hermione, who was raising her hand again.
'Say that ever again Malfoy…' There was fire in her eyes, and it almost scared Malfoy. Almost.
'Slap me again Mudblood, and you'll regret it. You and your girlfriends.'
Hermione slapped him again.
More pain.
She raised to slap the ferret who had made her life hell since she came to school/
She lowered it, ready to make target, when a strong hand grabbed her wrist, and moved it aside.
Because she was going to slap Malfoy so hard, she was going to use her full body strength, she had lunged forward, and then Malfoy moved her hand off target.
She met his lips, and was so shocked at what happened, she forgot to pull away.
Malfoy hadn't meant to make Hermione kiss him, but he didn't stop either, the shock taking over.
He was first to regain his senses after 30 seconds.
He pulled back, and saw Hermione staring back at him.
Neither didn't say anything. There was nothing to say…
Hermione shook her head, yanked her wrist from Malfoy's grip, and walked at remarkable pace to her room.
When she reached her room, she reached over the memories of the last three minutes.
That was GROSS! But…then why did I sorta like it? Hermione was confused with her feelings.
Some told her the ration stuff like it was Malfoy's fault, she didn't meant to…there was no way she had liked it…it was Malfoy, therefore, it was disgusting…
her other side… it was Malfoy, yes, but she hadn't pulled away, nor could she say anything afterwards, which was a first for Hermione Granger.
Draco Malfoy however. waited in the common room thinking it over.
Ok, he hadn't meant to have Granger kiss him, but she had, he didn't want her to slap him (Dah!), but she had.
Mmm, I wonder how she'll act around me tomorrow…or around her boyfriend… Malfoy smirked to himself.
Both went to bed, and anxiously awaited the next day, their trip in Hogsemade. How will they act? What will they say?
When Hermione opened her chocolate eye the next morning, she saw sun light pouring through the open curtains.
'Great…'
She got up, looked out the window, and saw fire…nothing but fire.
Hogwarts was burning, burning to the ground.
People where screaming, running away from the fire.
Hermione gasped, ran out onto her balcony, and looked.
People where running from the fire, and also figures in long flowing black cloaks…
Hogwarts was burning like a cane- field.
Hagrid's hut was nothing but a pile of rubble, and Hermione could see the Quidditch pitch burning.
Hogsemade was flaming, like everything in Hermione's eye line.
The fire was growing…Sucking up the air, which was plentiful.
All the screams…
All the heat coming from the flames…
Hermione could see some teachers fighting the black cloaked figures…McGonagall fell…Snape…
Hermione's eyes widened as she looked at the site in front of her.
She could see Ginny or Ron running, visible through the flames because of their hair…something that looked like Harry was running behind them…
There was a blast of green light…Harry fell, nothing left…
Hermione whipped around as her room door opened…
'Set it all alight.' she heard someone say…
Her room glowed orange, red and yellow, same as the rest o Hogwarts.
Hermione heard the people leave her room, and felt heat…enormous amounts of it…looking down, she saw the flames growing, rising to met her…then flames licked her back, she turned and saw the fire had come to met he head on…
She screamed as she felt the flames engulf her body…burning her like she was nothing but dry grass…
Hermione flew up into a sitting position, sweat dripping from her forehead.
She was tangled in her bed sheets because of all her tossing and turning.
Untying herself, she jumped out of bed, and looked around her room.
It was pitch black, nothing moved…
She walked over to the balcony door, using the light from the full moon.
Opening it, walking through, and looking over the grounds and castle, she saw nothing amiss. There were no flames as there was in her nightmare, no screaming, no dead Harry (well, she hopped!) and no cloaked figures fighting the teachers.
Hermione's breath came out in little clouds.
She was freezing in only her nighty.
Rubbing her shoulders, she returned to her room, and looked at her watch. 3 thirty…perfect.
Heading over to the bathroom, Hermione washed the sweat from her face with cold water from the sink, and looked at her reflection.
Moon light was pouring in, and Hermione used it as her main light source.
Applying cold water to her neck, Hermione walked over to what she thought was her room.
She opened the door, didn't take any noticed of the green and silver colours, and climbed into the bed.
She hadn't noticed that this was her room mate's room, and fell straight to sleep.
Malfoy felt something land on his bed, and his eyes snapped open, hoping it wasn't another make- up attack, he raised to his elbow and looked around.
When he saw a small figure in his bed, he frowned…
Then he saw, by the moon light, the brown hair.
What the hell is she doing in my bed? He asked himself.
He gently pocked the small sleeping figure in the back.
She groaned, and turned over and opened one eye.
'Why are you in my bed?' she asked, not noticing it was her in the wrong.
'Your bed? This is my bed!' Malfoy said, smirking.
'No it's not.' Hermione said, sitting up.'
When she saw the markings of a boy's room, she blushed, and got up without a word.
Hermione walked into her own room, and climbed into her bed.
'Woops.' she smiled.
When she woke again, she checked to make sure it wasn't a dream.
When she pinched herself, found it hurt, she even checked out side, to see it bathed in sunlight.
When she was dressed, she headed down to the common room.
Malfoy was there, going through his bag, but Hermione pretended she didn't see him.
He smirked when he noticed this, and followed her to the Great Hall.
He was about to say something to insult her, when she me up with Harry.
When Hermione saw Harry, she hugged him, remembering her dream last night.
'Herms, I'm glad to see you too, but why are you hugging me like I'm dead?' Harry smiled.
Hermione didn't say nothing, but she let go.
When Harry saw her face, be began to get worried.
She had tears in her eyes, and she was red.
'Hermione, what's wrong?' he asked.
'Where's Ron?' Hermione asked him, looking around for her newly found boyfriend.
'Already in the hall.' Harry answered, looking at her. 'What's wrong?'
Hermione told him about her dream, every detail, and when she saw him fall after green light flashed.
Harry's face hardened when he heard her tail, and hugged her.
'It's ok, I'm not going anywhere.'
When they entered the hall, Hermione tried to be cheerful.
'Harry?' Hermione whispered.
Harry turned to her, and lent in.
'Yeah?' he whispered back.
Hermione told him about her mistake, ( not the kiss- she wasn't that dumb!) and he laughed.
'Well, I trust you, so I believe you when you say nothing happened…' he continued laughing.
Hermione smiled at him, then raised with everyone else as they announced it was time to go to the little village.
When they reached it, Hermione stumbled as she saw the happy village, and remembered seeing it in flames the night before.
'Relax.' Harry whispered.
Hermione smiled a very small smile, and held Ron's out stretched hand.
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