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About the magic thing...sorry XD
I mean, they can't use magic inside the house to draw attention to where they live. They can use it outside to protect people and things. sorry if it doesnt make sense xX
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Rated M for later chapters.
Chapter 2 - Wrong Expectations
Hermione Granger gave one long sigh of relief as she closed the last of the many drawers she had filled with countless clothes all ranging from the palest colors to the brightest. With a smile she looked around the room, experimenting her memory on where she put what clothes in, when her eyes fell on a pile of dark black and green clothes on the huge bed. Her smile slowly faded as she thought about her new life that she would have to get used to from today onwards in a place she had never visited before, away from her family and friends...and stuck with the person she least wished to be within 10 metres of.
"Granger, how long do you plan on examining every fibre of this room?" a voiced drawled behind her and she sighed and turned to face the git.
"Is that any of your concern Malfoy?" she asked cooly, looking directly into his eyes.
"How do you expect me to unpack my clothes when you're in the room?" he stopped and a smirk came to his face. "Unless, you want to see what my underwear looks like. Why Granger, how sly of you."
Hermione rolled her eyes and walked past him, 'accidentally' stepping on his foot on the way out. Draco winced at the pain but Hermione had disappeared down the stairs before he could yell at her.
'Lucky for you I'm not allowed to use magic...otherwise you'd be sorry' he thought as he turned to his pile of clothes.
"Thank God Dumbledore has stuff in this fridge." Hermione said, her finger holding her chin thoughtfully. "I'll make some Lasagne! It's been ages since I cooked without magic."
She smiled at herself as she gathered her ingredients and started getting to work. She loved acting like a normal girl after so many years of just using magic; this was heaven.
After she had finished, she sat down to read on the small kitchen table to wait for her masterpiece to finish.
"Peeu! What's that disgusting smell?" Malfoy came in wearing a disgusted expression and pinching his nose, looking at Hermione.
"Dinner." she said simply, not bothering to tell him how much he was exaggerating.
"WHAT?" he looked at the oven and its contents. He turned back to her and stared. "You made that?"
She just nodded her head, not looking up from her book and knowing what was going to come next. "You don't have to eat it you know." she added.
Malfoy frowned and sat in front of her, grabbing a magazine that was left on the table and began to read silently.
'Pfft...So she knew what I was gonna say. Hmph. Man I'm hungry...'
He quickly took a glance at her and frowned some more. Hermione remained reading her book silently.
'Man I hate you so much mudblood. Pathetic muggle borns...' With that thought Hermione looked up sharply and glared at him accusingly.
"What?" he asked with a smirk, though suprised by her sudden reaction to his thought. She didn't reply but merely stood up and opened the oven door to release the delicious steam of hot lasagne. Carefully taking out the dish with her oven gloves, Hermione spooned some lasagne into a plate, got a fork and sat down and began to eat.
'Oh my god that smells delicious...' Malfoy thought madly as his stomach growled with hunger as he watched her chew. 'She's pretending like I'm not here! That mudblood.' he frowned slightly.
"I can't believe you can eat something so disgusting." he remarked, drowning the sound of his growling stomach. Hermione ignored him.
After a few minutes of Hermione's silent eating and Malfoy's failure of pretending to read, Hermione stood up and placed her empty plate into the sink and left the room.
As soon as she left, Malfoy, thinking she had gone off to bed, hurried over to the dish of steaming lasagne and he quickly spooned out a large amount and with some difficulty, swallowed it all in one go.
"Wow. Who would have thought the mudblood knew how to cook so good without magic." he mused to himself as he took another mouthful.
"Excuse me?" came a cold voice and Malfoy stopped eating. Hermione had her hands on her hips as she watched him, her eyes full of anger. Without waiting for a reply, she walked over to him, took the dish of food from him and before Malfoy could stop her, she threw the whole contents into the bin.
"What did you do that for mudblood!" he asked angrily, his stomach moaning in dispair.
"That's what you get for being a git. Learn to cook on your own if you don't like 'mudbloods' cooking." with that she stormed out of the room and up the stairs.
Malfoy stared. 'Wow. She can be scary.' he sighed as he turned to the fridge. "I think I remember Dumbledore saying how to make scrambled eggs..."
"Merlin I'm still hungry..." Malfoy moaned as he fell back on to his bed, his arms tucked behind his head. "Where is that mudblood anyway...Well, not that I care or anything..."
He sighed loudly. He didn't like living here with that girl. She was getting harder and harder to tease. She wasn't like before in Hogwarts. He also didn't like the fact that his father was alive.
That cowardly scum. Always. Always since he was young had his father been torturing him endlessly about the Dark Side. At first Draco had thought it was right. When he first entered Hogwarts, he wanted to learn all the Dark Arts he could, and of course he wanted to be above all others. But then he saw how his father acted. Afraid of the Ministry, always hiding dark items in the Malfoy Manor. It was then that Draco had decided, if Voldemort was so powerful as his father had kept telling him, why was he defeated by a small, not to mention stupid BABY?
Of course no one knew the answer to that, but it was something to dwell on. If Voldemort was so wonderful, why hadn't he returned to power yet? And then when he did, was so STUPID to think that he, Draco, was his number one spy. While being in his league as a 20 year old man, Draco had grown enough to use his own senses and know which way to lead his life. Which path he should take so as not to regret it even once in his life anymore.
That path of course was to go straight to Dumbledore, the wizard who he had first thought of to be silly. That very silly wizard saved his life and Draco spilled the beans on Voldemort's whereabouts. Then the Potter boy comes along and kills him. After all that, his father had fleed off to save his own skin. This made Draco so angry. He wished for nothing more than to see his father dead. How he wished to be the one to kill him. Now was his chance and he knew nothing was going to stop him.
Draco got up and decided to take a shower. He was thinking way too much.
As he walked towards the bathroom, he was still in deep thought and didn't notice the bathroom lights on. He undressed himself and opened the door.
His eyes widened at the sight in front of him. Standing beneath the flowing water was a goddess with the most perfect body he had ever seen in his life.
Why was a goddess with those long brown hair in his bathroom? His brain had gone numb as he watched the closed eyes of the young woman in front of him slowly rinse the water around her body.
Draco's mind had gone blank and before he knew what he was doing he went forwards, grabbed the girl, turned her around and crashed his mouth into hers.
Hermione's eyes widened in suprise as she felt his strong hands firmly holding the sides of her arms, his sweet lips mingling with the flowing water into her mouth.
'What is he doing?' She thought frantically as she realized his tongue was slowly going into her mouth. But suprisingly, she wasn't doing anything to stop him. To her it seemed like the world had stopped and only her, Malfoy and the rushing water were moving. Slowly she kissed back passionatly, not even bothering to explain herself.
Those sweet lips were hypnotizing him. It was as if every worry and bad feeling inside of him was being washed away with the water above them, draining away his sorrow that he always carried in his chest and down the drain. Suddenly he stopped. His brain working in full gear once again.
'What am I doing?' he backed away as if he had touched something hot. Hermione's confused brown eyes looked into his and he felt himself go red.
'I...what...happened...' he shook his head frantically and turned on his heels and ran out of the bathroom door, leaving Hermione standing under the water, confused as ever at both at what happened and both at the weird feeling stabbing her heart.
Days passed and life was getting more stranger than ever. Hermione and Draco had not spoken a word to each other since the night in the bathroom and Hermione knew perfectly well that he was avoiding her.
Every morning, he'd wake up early and go out till dark when he'd come home and just quickly go up the stairs, not saying a word or eating anything.
Hermione was as confused as ever at his strange actions in the bathroom, and him ignoring her was only causing her to become angrier. She was confused about her own actions too. Hell, she was kissing him back! Naked on top of it all and in a bathroom. Not once in her life had she lost control over herself like that over a guy and it was annoying the first guy she had done this to was Malfoy.
Thinking of confronting him, the next morning Hermione woke up very early, got dressed and headed towards the small room next to hers where they had decided Malfoy would sleep. She knew he was still inside because of the shuffling noises of his feet. The door suddenly opened and Malfoy bumped into Hermione. Losing her balance, she grabbed on to his shirt and straightened herself up, looking up at him with serious eyes. But he wouldn't look at her.
"What do you want so early in the morning mudblood?" he said coldly, looking at the door instead of the girl infront of him.
Hermione glared furiously.
"Why did you do that." she said, more as a statement then a question.
"Did what?"
Hermione felt her cheeks flush. How could he act like this? As if nothing had happened!
"You know perfectly well what I mean Malfoy."
"And what's that?" he asked mockingly.
"The other night! Putting it bluntly as you seem to have lost some memory, would you kindly explain to me WHY you suddenly decided to plunge your tongue in my throat, naked in the shower?" she asked heatedly, standing tall though her face was red with embarassment.
'Damnit...she put it in such a good way...' he thought frantically.
The truth was, he didn't know the answer to that question either. Why had he done it? He had no idea.
'What am I thinking? Of course I know why I done it' he thought cooly, finally looking at her red face.
"Oh mudblood, please don't tell me you actually thought I liked you or anything?" he smirked coldly. Hermione felt another stab in her heart. What the hell?
"The truth is, since we've come here to Japan I haven't been with any girls lately. You know, those girls that normally follow me like I'm their god. You know what type I mean." he winked at her and Hermione's eyes stang as she held back her tears.
"I just saw you in the shower naked, watching you wash off your filth. Even though it was quite disgusting, being a man is tough. I couldn't give in and had to do something. You know. To relieve myself. So now if you don't mind, you're wasting my time mudbl-"
SMACK
Hermione had held her tears back quite well and forced all her emotions into her right hand which had left a bright red mark on Draco Malfoy's left pale cheek.
"You bastard..." she whispered in disgust and ran down the stairs and out of the house.
Malfoy stood rooted to the spot, his cheek stinging like hell. 'How DARE that mudblood hit me! Even TOUCH me? That little bitch...'
With that, he turned and locked himself in his room for the rest of the night.
'How dare he. How dare that asshole say something like that. I can't believe him! Why the hell did I ever agree to this anyway?' Hermione fought in her mind as she walked out of the front garden and walked along the peaceful streets of Tomoeda. She hadn't had enough time or energy to explore her neighbourhood and she thought she might as well do it.
After looking around the many houses and greeting a few people who were on their way to work or school, Hermione found herself smiling again.
'This place isn't so bad afterall.'
"Oh..." she cooed as she found an entrance to a small but incredibly beautiful park full of cherry trees and blooming flowers of all colors possible. The smile on her face grew wider and she settled herself beneath a huge cherry tree, watching mothers holding their childrens hands coming in and out of the little heavenly sanctuary Hermione had just discovered and she closed her eyes for a small nap.
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"Damnit..." Draco growled at the empty fridge in front of him. "Why does that mudblood frustrate me so much?" he yelled as he slammed the fridge door shut and sat down at the table, his head resting on the surface. He gave a long sigh.
'I guess I did confuse her as much as I confused myself. Why the hell did I do that for?' he wondered frantically.
'And what confuses me most of all is she actually kissed back...' he closed his eyes.
'That feeling of her lips...never ever have I felt it before on the other millions of girls I've kissed for fun...' he sighed.
'That body of hers...I didn't see everything of it...but it was so perfect...' he stood up suddenly.
'What the hell am I doing? Thinking stuff like that...Merlin something is seriously wrong with me. But anyway, I'll show her. I'll do something she'd never expect me to do in a million years.' And with that, he left the house.
Hermione opened her eyes and looked at her watch. 12:30pm. 'Damnit I slept so much...in a park!' She stood up and stretched, realizing no one was in the park anymore except her. She gave a last huge sniff of the waft of flowers and left through the entrance.
The sun smiled down rays of warm light that made her want to skip around in joy. She'd decided to be the bigger person and do something about Malfoy.
'After all,' she thought with a weary smile, 'he is supposed to be my husband.'
She decided to go do some serious shopping as their house was almost empty of most edible food. As she walked out of the shop, her arms full of bags, she hopped on to a bus and took a seat by the window.
A few minutes later, as the bus came closer to their house, the bus stopped and more passengers boarded. A young man came and sat in the seat next to Hermione and she smelt the faint scent of alcohol lingering around him. He turned to look at her and gave her a lopsided smile and put his arm around her.
'Oh great. Here we go.' she thought as she stood up from her seat and the man followed suit.
"So what's your name baby?" he asked with his stupid smile and Hermione pretended to be checking her watch. The next few minutes, he continued to ask stupid questions, none of which she replied.
Nearly jumping for joy as the bus slowed down to her stop, Hermione quickly stepped out through the doors. To her horror, the man followed.
Walking faster than normal, Hermione made her way home. 'Oh God.' Normally when this happened, she would jinx the annoying guy and then obliviate his memory, but she'd foolishly left her wand at home. Suddenly, she felt a strong hand firmly grab hold of her arm, and without waiting to think she whacked the bags full of groceries at the man's head.
"Merlin Granger what the hell was that for!" Draco Malfoy yelled as he rubbed his head. Hermione stared at him.
"M..Malfoy?" she asked timidly.
"No, the Easter bunny." he snapped as he rolled his eyes. He expected her to have a comeback but to his surpise she smiled happily. "Wh-what are you smiling at?" he asked, looking at the house behind her.
"Nothing, nothing." she giggled. He looked confused. "I'm sorry." she added.
He stared at her. 'Wow. This girl suprises me day by day.' he thought. A few moments of awkward silence passed.
"Me too." he finally said.
"Huh?" she looked up into his grey eyes questioningly and he frowned.
"I'm not gonna repeat myself!" he said impatiently. She smiled, knowing what he meant and that he was sorry for what had happened in the morning. Deciding not to push matters further and keep this rare truce between them, she nodded.
"Let's go home." she said and dumped the shopping bags on to his arms.
"Hey hey I never said I'll carry these for you!" he frowned, but she just winked at him and he felt his face flush. 'What the hell?' he thought, shaking his head and following her to their house.
'Did he just blush..?' she wondered silently, walking slowly. 'There's so much I don't know about him. Will there ever be a time where we'll...I don't know...Be friends?' she mentally laughed at the thought.
"Oh yea," he said suddenly as they reached their front garden. "Why did you suddenly attack me with your shopping bags may I ask?"
Hermione smiled sheepishly as she opened the door and went in, Malfoy following her and dumping the bags on the floor.
"Ehm..I thought you're the drunk guy that was following me." She smiled apolegetically.
Draco felt a rush of anger rise deep in his chest. And he knew it wasn't for the fact that she thought he's a drunkard, but for the fact that some drunkard was following her!
'That bastard...' he thought angrily. Realizing Hermione was staring at him, he quickly put on a mocking sad face.
"Why Granger, you know I don't stalk married women." he said and he laughed as her face turned red.
'I guess she's not so bad...'
'I guess he's not so bad...'
A/N: okay! that's that chapter done. I know it's not very good so I'm sorry about that..but I think as it progresses, the story will get better! So please please bare with me!
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