Hidden Emotions

Chapter 18: Rain Showers and Purple Flowers

"Hermione Granger! Are you almost done in there! Its been what? A hour and a half?" Draco pounded on the door again. "Mione come on , what about the hot water for me?" Hermione let out a 'Ha!' and turned off the water, grabbing and towel, and opened the door. You couldn't see two feet in front of you, it was so steamy.

"Ok, All finished. Its all yours, love." Hermione gave another grin, as her wet feet pat-patted down the hall to the bedroom.

"Blimey…" Draco said and shook his head entering, the steamy bathroom discarding his clothes along the way.

"Oh Drakey!" Hermione called in a sing song voice, knocking lightly on the bathroom door. Draco gave a growl of annoyance.

"Yes, Hermy?" Draco asked, loudly to be able to be heard over the running water. "Heaven forbid I get a 2 minute shower, when you took a 90 minute one." Hermione giggled.

"Oh Draco, stop being a bloody dolt, you and I both know it doesn't take you more than five minutes for you to take a shower, and you've been in there for ten, so hurry up!" Normally Draco, would have been in and out by now, but something was bothering him, something like a feeling. He wanted to know where Pansy was, he need to keep Hermione out of danger.

"Alright, I'm coming. Go go..do whatever!" He growled, shaking all thoughts from his head. Hermione winced from the harshness in his voice, only because she was kidding around, not expecting a full frontal, snap maybe a side remark, but not a snap.

"Oh…alright..I'll be in the drawing room…"She said quietly, and smoothed down a non existent wrinkle from her blouse. Draco suddenly felt a pang of guilt, from snapping at her. Sighing loudly he wrapped the towel around his slim waist, and walked out just in enough time, to wrap his arms around her waist.

"Sorry, love. Didn't mean to snap. Was just in deep thought." He kissed the top of her head, lightly. Hermione gave a small smile, and tried to concentrate on his words, not the water the was falling on her shirt, from her fiancés chest.

"Its Alright, I'm going to change, seeing you've got my blouse all watered up." She said giving him a threatful smile. Draco smirked in return.

"Well if we're both going to change…"

"Not another word, Malfoy..Not another word.." Hermione said, and held up her hand. Draco gave another smirk.

"Does this mean that we ca-" Hermione didn't even let him finish.

"Nope, I just want a new shirt. And I think you should get dressed too…I mean unless you want to go nude, everybody will think your nutters. Why tarnish the Malfoy name?" She said laughing a bit and continuing to the closet near their bedroom.

"The Malfoy name holds nothing but evil, and vengeance anymore." He hissed. "Some time I'd wish I would have been a muggle, then to have seen the things my father and his comrades have done."

Hermione gave a fake gasp of surprise. "Did Draco Malfoy, just say he wanted to be a MUGGLE! Alert the Daily Prophet at ONCE!" Draco scowled at her playfulness and grabbed her wrist. In a low whisper he said,

"Sometimes…I don't know how I could of hated you.." Then kissed her roughly on the mouth. Hermione gave a gasp of surprise, then smiled after the small yet still heated kiss.

"You know if you would of done that years ago, I would of smacked the hell out of you."

"But years ago I wouldn't even of touched a dirty Mudblood.." He retorted quickly. Hermione winced yet again. "But times change…people change…." He said covering up for the comment before. He gave her a grin, and kissed her passionately. "Now as much as I love chatting in nothing but a towel, with my soaked fiancée's white blouse in front of me to stare at, I'd say its kind of cold…" Hermione blushed, and quickly covered her chest running to the hall closet to pick out a new set of clothes.

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"Are you ready now, Hermione?" Draco asked for the forth time in the last five minutes. Hermione gave a annoyed sighed, and said 'One Minute!'

"You said that for the last Five!"

Hermione came out in a pair of jeans, and a simple emerald green hoodie, with a white star on the left. Draco's mouth came open. She looked great in anything, but casual clothes really suited her. Hermione smirked, and Draco scowled.

"It took you that long, to get in that?" He asked, Hermione still smirking gave a tight nod. Then his scowl turned into a smirk. "Well it was worth the wait."

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"Draco! Draco!" Hermione called from the tree she was standing under. Draco turned to her, and smirked. The rain plastered his no longer gelled back hair on his forehead. His Blue eyes seemed to have a mischievous glint to them, although from the rain Hermione couldn't see it.

"I'm coming, don't get your knickers in a twist, Hermione." He said in a drawl, that made her cheeks go pink.

"Draco.." She said. "Your all wet, your going to catch a cold." He gave another smirk and pulled something out of his pocket. A shimmering purple flower appeared in his hand, its lefts felt like a silk satin, and were also illuminated by small drop of rain.

"Fleur de mariage de l'amour ." Draco said quietly. Hermione felt tears spring in her eyes.

"Wedding Flower of Love…." She whispered back, and he nodded. "I didn't know you could speak French!"

"Isn't perfect?" He spoke again. Hermione gave him a glance.

"For what?"

"For our wedding, Mione you would look so pretty. And I was thinking, you Know that wedding store we flew by and you saw that dress, that appeared white, yet in the sunlight look light violet?" Draco said, overwhelmed again that he was getting married, to the smartest and prettiest witch ever.

"Oh..Draco…yes yes they would but that dress must of cost a fortune!" She said looking back down at the silken flower in his hand.

"I Think you've forgotten who I am. Miss Granger." He smirked and ran his tongue across his lips, and in an arrogant manner he said, " Je suis Draco Malfoy, le magicien le plus riche des mondes." (Translation: I am Draco Malfoy , Worlds richest wizard)

Hermione laughed. "Worlds richest wizard? Ha! More like one of the worlds most richest wizards."

"Vous riez de moi, amour?" He asked, acting quite taken back. Hermione laughed again.

(Translation: You Laugh at me, love?)

"Oui... oui je . Qu'allez-vous faire à son sujet?" (Trans: Yes…Yes I do. What are you going to do about it?) She said back in French , Draco smirked.

"Ceci." (Trans: This.) He kissed her on the lips, and she pushed him back smiling. "Well That isn't much of a punishment is it now?" She asked, grabbing the flower away from him and hugging it to his chest. "A Punishment would to show me where these flowers are. I want the real things not transfigured roses." She said smiling, Draco smirked,

"Oh yes now THAT'S punishment…" He said in a sarcastic drawl. Hermione hit him on the arm.

"Just show me."

"Say please."

"Please." She asked fluttering her eyelashes at him. He scowled, and pushed her away.

"Don't do that you remind me of Bulstrone." Hermione placed her hands on her hips.

"I Am now insulted! What a nice fiancé I have!" Draco, kissed her cheek, then saw something sparkle in the distance.

"Whats that?"

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A/N: Hmm…That was a fairly intresting chapter don't you think. These poor people will never get to eat, between friends, French convos, rain storms, and all else. Well what do you think Draco saw? Tell mme in a review! Or email me at ShadyzChick4life@hotmail.com . I hope 1,330 words is enough!