A/N: Hey guys, finally chapter 10 is here, it's a long weekend right now so if I get enough reviews by tomorrow I promise that I will write chapter 11 and I think that if you're really into this story then chapter 11 is something you really want :P
I know I probably say it every time I post a new chapter but I am sorry that this one hasn't come sooner but you know, I'm a busylazy girl and I really do have lots of things that need doingwatching tv and the assignments that have accumulated over the past term... Anyway, without further delay, I proudly present to you, CHAPTER 10! I really do hope you enjoy it, I also made it extra long to make up for the delay:) you have to forgive me now.
Anyway, please review it after you've read it (why anyone would review it before they've read it, I don't know but if you are one of those people, please tell me you reasons for doing so!)
Enjoy!
It was about three o'clock in the morning when Hermione woke up; the storm had calmed down and was just inaudible rainfall. She climbed out of Draco's elegant four-poster bed, always careful to not wake him up and walked across the room to the door. When she reached the door Hermione turned around and looked at the peaceful form sleeping in front of her. Hermione noticed that while Draco slept, all trace of malice or any anger just completely disappeared from his face. He looked angelic. She smiled and left the room.
When Hermione reached her room she ignored the want to go back to bed and instead went into her bathroom where she ran a nice hot bath, pouring in an array of different scented oils. Hermione took off her clothes and threw them into the corner of the room before stepping carefully into the bath, when she was up to her neck in water she relaxed against the edge of the bath and drifted into a pleasant sleep
Draco woke shortly after hearing his bedroom door close and realised that Hermione had gone back to her room, with her gone he suddenly felt lonely and had to suppress the urge to go after her and drag her back to his bed again, so instead he went back to sleep.
The feel of icy water surrounding her was a harsh awakening for Hermione, jerking out of her sleep; she jumped out of the bath and onto the cool (yet warmer) bathroom tiles.
Hermione stood up and reached out a prune like hand for one of the soft red towels that were hanging on the wall rack and then walked out of the bathroom and into her bedroom.
After putting on a pair of jeans and a green singlet Hermione then left the tower and went down to the great hall for breakfast.
The Great Hall was filled with a loud chattering when Hermione entered, heading towards the Gryffindor table she took a seat between Ginny and Ron and started serving herself some bacon, eggs and toast.
After finishing the remaining orange juice she had and grabbing a piece of toast for the road, Hermione began to rise out of her seat, as she was doing so Harry came over and stood in front of her.
"Hermione, can we talk?" He asked her.
"Harry I really don't want to talk to you right now, I think it's best if we just stay out of each others way for a while at least." Replied Hermione, she began to push past him to leave but he moved and blocked her.
"Hermione, I really need to talk to you, there isn't really a choice in this." Harry's voice was demanding and it scared Hermione to some degree, she noticed that he was also grabbing her arm---extremely hard, his nails digging into her skin, Harry noticed this to and suddenly let go, turned and walked away.
Hermione stood there for a few minutes just absolutely stunned and then left the Great Hall to go get her bag from her room.
Draco watched Hermione walk out of the hall from the Slytherin table, saying a quick goodbye to his friends he quickly got up and left the table to go follow Hermione.
He caught up with her just outside their common room where she was huddled in a heap on the floor about 10 metres from the almost life-sized portrait of the former headmaster.
Slowly he walked over to her and bent down; she was trembling and crying uncontrollably. Slipping a hand under her legs and around her back he picked her up and went over to the portrait of Albus Dumbledore.
"Fairy lights." Said Draco, Dumbledore smiled understandingly and then the portrait swung forwards so Draco could pass.
He carried Hermione into the common room and placed her in her favourite red chair next to the fireplace. He then went over to their small kitchen space and put some water into a kettle and placed it over the hotplate to boil before going over to her and kneeling down in front of her.
"Hermione its ok, do you want to tell me what happened?" Asked Draco reassuringly, resting a hand on her shoulder.
"He w-was so angry Draco, I've n-never seen him like Th-that…" Said Hermione before bursting into another fit of uncontrollable sobs, by that point though the kettle had started whistling so Draco stood up and went to make them both some tea.
After giving Hermione her tea, she slowly calmed down while drinking it and was soon just staring emptily at the flickering fire, her face blotchy and blank of any emotion.
"Hermione, this probably isn't a very good time but can I tell you something?" Asked Draco, placing his empty cup on the small table between the two armchairs and turning to
Look at Hermione. She also turned and looked at him, giving him a tender smile she nodded and he proceeded.
"Ok well lately we've both gotten to know each other quite well and even though I've hurt you so much in the past, you've still managed to forgive me and…well…I guess what I'm trying to say is that I like you, a lot, I mean a lot and I was kind of wondering how you felt…" He trailed off at the end and then turned to stare at the fireplace, feeling somewhat embarrassed but also relieved at having finally said that out loud.
Hermione continued to look at Draco even after he had begun staring at the fireplace; she smiled at him fondly before also turning to look at the fireplace.
Both people sat in their armchairs, one red and one green, for nearly half an hour without a single word passing between them until finally Draco stood up.
"I should probably go to class now; I hope you're feeling better. Talk to you later." He said without looking at Hermione. He took his cup over to the kitchen before picking up his bag from his desk and leaving the common room.
'He's so funny when he's nervous' mused Hermione before also taking her cup over to the kitchen, picking up her bag and walking out of the common room.
Hermione was just walking away from the portrait of Dumbledore when she realised that someone was behind her, she turned around to see Harry following her.
"Harry I can't really talk right now, I'm already late for class." She said before turning to continue walking down the corridor. As she spun around she felt a hand snatch her wrist and heard Harry's voice.
"I don't care," he said, pulling her towards a rich tapestry that covered a large part of the wall, he slid behind it, pulling Hermione as well and she saw that there was a door there.
Harry opened the door and pulled Hermione inside.
A/N: OOOOOOHHHH, I bet you're excited, well, I hope you are, I bet there's tons of questions running through your head right now like 'what's behind the door?' or 'what's Harry going to do to Hermione?' or 'what does Harry need to talk to Hermione about?' or 'what's going to happen between Hermione and Draco?'...or maybe you don't even care:P
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