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Chapter 15
After the big fight with Hermione, Draco was leaning back on his couch. He had his eyes closed and was breathing slowly. He made an effort to forget about everything that had happened, and soon enough he fell into a deep slumber.
Draco started to dream about Hermione next to him, she too was sleeping beside him and her soft breath was tickling his side.
'Draco looked around him and found out that he was in a forest green painted room with light silver and green covers.
"Hermione…"
Just as he thought of her name, he heard something move beside him. He looked down to find her slumbering figure that was nestled next to him. The Slytherin smiled while he started to wrap his arm around her. It seemed as if he woke her up, because Hermione's eyes suddenly were wide open. Her loud scream pierced the silence that had surrounded them. And as soon as she had screamed, the whole entire bedroom dissolved and transformed into something gruesome.
Suddenly, they were in a stone walled room with various forms of vicious murdering weapons. No longer was Hermione next to Draco, but in a cage where her clothes were tattered and bloody.
"HERMIONE!" he screamed, but no words came out of his mouth.
She didn't even notice that the blonde was right in front her, attempting to curse the cage to open. He immediately stopped when he heard a low cackle behind him. Draco quickly turned around to face –'
Draco woke up in cold sweat and was panting heavily. He quickly scanned the room to make sure that he had dreamt the whole ordeal and that Hermione was not in a cage. While trying to convince himself, he noticed that dinner was over and had slept for almost three hours.
"It's just a dream. Hermione's fine, she's perfectly fine in her room. She's probably with Weaselette talking shit about me. Yeah… that's what she's doing," Draco tried to persuade himself.
"To hell with that," the Slytherin muttered to himself and stood up from the couch.
He ran out of the room to go and find out if Hermione was okay, it didn't matter if they were in an argument and that she didn't want to speak to him. He just needed to know that she was safe and okay.
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Hermione and Ginny didn't go to the Great Hall for dinner; Ginny figured that they should just have it in her friend's room. It wasn't called the Room of Requirements for nothing.
The two witches were sitting on the floor with pillows surrounding them. They had draped red veils around them and made it look like a gypsy's tent. Scented candles were floating in a safe distance from them, only a few were lit so the smell wouldn't be so overpowering. Ginny was the mastermind of this scheme, even if she didn't like it at all, Hermione just went along with it. The red head promised her that the environment that they were in would help Hermione with her feelings and make her feel comfortable.
"Okay Gin, I think that's enough pillows," Hermione said while examining the layer of pillows on her floor.
"Nope, not yet," Ginny replied without looking up, she was busy perfecting the floor.
"Ginny, I can't even see the ground!"
"That's the whole point, Hermione! Do you want to sit on a hard, cold, and uncomfortable floor while talking? I don't think so," the red headed witch asked.
Hermione just laughed at Ginny's strong determination in making her room into a totally different place.
"You know Gin," Hermione suddenly began to realize, "we could've just thought up of what we wanted the room to look like. I mean, I do live in the Room of Requirements, don't I?"
Ginny froze and the brunette laughed.
The red headed witch stiffly replied, "Well, it's much more fun if we do it ourselves than doing it by magic and such."
"Just admit that you forgot about it," Hermione poked her friend on the arm.
Hermione didn't realize how comforting it felt to have Ginny here with her. She could just forget about all the bad things that had happened to her earlier.
With a content sigh, Ginny rolled down on the pillows.
"All right Hermione, now just roll around the floor or whatever you wish!" she demanded.
The brunette Gryffindor just sat down on the floor next to her friend who was sprawled out on the ground.
"Right… Not a good time for rolling," Ginny muttered when she realized that Hermione's face was somber once more. "All right, well, you know the drill, Hermione. Tell all or else!"
Hermione sighed and took a pillow in her arms and started to play with the red tassels that were formed around it, "Ginny… it's really complicated in a way, but then it's not."
"Hmm… Well, if you plan on telling me then I could judge whether or not its complicated or not. Easy as that! Now come on, I'm waiting!"
"So eager in listening to my horrible life all the time, well here it goes," Hermione rolled her eyes.
"After Draco and I kissed during breakfast, he told me that he was sorry for kissing me. I asked him why he was sorry, but he didn't say anything and just rushed me out of the Great Hall. You remember that, right?"
"Yeah..." Ginny waited for the rest of the story.
"Well, he took me out to the pavilion outside and had an argument," Hermione looked away, "I … I demanded to know why he was sorry for kissing me in front of the school. But then he completely switches the subject and asks me why I have ever-changing feelings towards him. He finally told me that I frustrated him. I was about to leave when he grabbed me and made an undying declaration for me. I remember being so surprised…" the brunette looked dazed for a moment.
"What did he say! I mean, how did he say it?" the red headed witch demanded to know.
Hermione started to blush a bright red, "It's kind of embarrassing, really."
"Hermione!" Ginny whined loudly.
The brunette started to think about what he had said; when she got the words she sighed deeply and told her friend.
"I don't care if you never speak or look at me ever again, Hermione. But know this, I love you and always will because I can't stop loving you. Hermione, I'd die for you… but I know that no matter what I say or do, you will never accept me. Nevertheless, nothing could possibly deter my love for you."
"That is so romantic!" the red head exclaimed. "And what did you do after he told you that he would die for you?"
Hermione bit her lower lip, and then muttered incoherently, "Ikissedhim."
"Sorry," Ginny had a confused look on her face, "what did you say?"
"Ikissedhim."
"Could you say that slowly?"
Hermione groaned and slowly said, "I. Kissed. Him."
"No!" Ginny immediately sat straight up with a shocked expression on her face.
"Yeah… well I did."
"Hermione do you know what this means!" Ginny started to jump up and down in an excited manner.
"Um… you're having a coronary?"
"NO!" her friend shouted, "It means that you accepted his declaration and now you two are together!"
"Not anymore," Hermione bitterly replied.
"What happened?" Ginny asked in a concerned voice.
"We went to class and on the way I asked him what we were. I needed to know if we were together or not. So he told me that we were going to talk about it after classes were over. When we got to Transfiguration, I realized – oh yeah! Thanks Gin, for giving my bag to Ron and Harry."
"No problem, now keep on going."
Hermione scowled but continued with her story, "Well, we sat together but I forgot why I was mad at him. Oh right, well, we kind of kissed right before coming in and I'm guessing all of them saw us kissing. When we came inside they were all staring; I was embarrassed, but he wasn't. What an arrogant prat."
Even if she had insulted him once more, Hermione couldn't help but smile at what had happened earlier. Ginny shook her head, how could a witch so smart yet be so daft?
"Is that it?" Ginny asked.
"No…" Hermione thought back, "After class, I bumped into him and without a word he took me back to his room. We talked… kind of."
"What do you mean 'kind of'?"
Hermione knew that she was a horrible liar so she just told her the flat out truth, "I told him that I was concerned about our past, his parents, and my parents."
"Well, that's no bad," the red headed replied.
"No, it was bad," Hermione lowered her head.
Ginny didn't reply but looked at her questioningly.
"I was telling him that I felt as if it wasn't the right time to be together, but he immediately thought that as rejection."
"That is rejection, Hermione," Ginny frowned. "But I'm guessing that there were more exchanging of words that made you come back crying."
"He told me to forget about everything that had happened between us," Hermione sobbed.
"That was stupid, Hermione! Why did you tell him that it wasn't the right time! I know for a fact that you two belong together. I'm sure of it! Do you realize how he must feel right now? At first you accepted his love for you but later you just tore out his heart and stomped on it right in front of him. Now I can see why he told you that you frustrate him!"
"Ginny!"
"No, Hermione. That was just wrong for you to do, now I DEMAND that you go back to him and tell him that you are sorry!" Ginny exclaimed.
"It's not that easy for me," Hermione admitted.
"HERMIONE!" someone yelled outside.
The door of Hermione's room bursted open and revealed a concerned Draco Malfoy. He was panting heavily and placed his hands on the sides of the doorway to support him.
"Hermione," he said achingly.
The brunette immediately jumped up from shock. Hermione was surprised that Draco came over here just when Ginny had told her to tell him that she was sorry.
"I-I'm sorry," Hermione whispered apologetically.
Draco took it the wrong way and thought that Hermione was turning him away once again. So he strided over to the brunette and grabbed her. Actually, he fell down to his knees when he was in front of her and hugged her tightly around her waist.
"Hermione, don't do this to me," the Slytherin groaned, "I love you and I thought you loved me too!"
She slowly knelt down on her knees and leaned in and whispered in his ear, "I still do…"
The Slytherin pulled away from her with an incredulous look on his face.
"You do?" he hesitantly asked.
No matter what Hermione would have said probably wouldn't convince him. So she quickly leaned in and pressed her lips on his. Hermione then nestled her head in the hollow area of his shoulder and neck.
"Hermione," he said in a low and hoarse voice.
She looked up at him when Draco hungrily took her lips to his while he quickly clenched her hair. Hermione eagerly opened her mouth as she wove her arms around his neck and moaned in his mouth.
Ginny began to smile at first, but when she realized that it was becoming more intimate then a simple kiss, she crept out of Hermione's room.
The two didn't realize that Ginny left them; they were too busy with each other.
Draco slowly guided Hermione down on the floor. She shifted around to get in a comfortable position and unknowingly grinded against him. He groaned and started to kiss her at a faster rate. His hands unclenched her dark brown curls and slid his arms around her waist.
The blonde dropped his head to kiss Hermione on the neck and then he slowly moved up to her ear. While he did so, his hands started to work on her buttons on her blouse. As soon as he undid all of the buttons, Hermione shrugged it off her shoulders and threaded her fingers into his blonde hair.
As soon as Hermione's blouse was discarded somewhere, he cupped her breasts and slowly kneaded them. Hermione arched her back while moaning deeply in his mouth. She withdrew her fingers in his hair and started to pull Draco's t-shirt over his head. There was some struggle causing her to growl. Draco chuckled and easily pulled the offending piece of garment over his head. Hermione gasped at Draco's finely sculptured chest. The Slytherin couldn't help but smirk at her reaction.
He overtook her lips once more and pressed his body against hers. Hermione could feel something brush against her leg, but she didn't think anything of it. Until she felt something jutting into her thigh did she realize that this was going too far.
"Draco," she attempted to say in a stern tone, but ended up moaning.
Draco was becoming even more aroused and left his lips on Hermione and slowly traveled down to the valley between her breasts.
"Draco," Hermione panted, "this is getting too far."
The Slytherin still didn't realize what Hermione was saying.
"Draco, I'm notready to do this," the brunette said loudly.
The Slytherin paused for a moment; he looked down at her and saw that Hermione looked quite uncomfortable.
"What's wrong, luv?" he brushed away her hair from her forehead.
Hermione glanced down towards his pants and the other part of Draco that was quite obviously erect.
"… Oh."
Draco jumped up from her and turned his back towards her.
"You don't mind if I take a quick shower, do you?" his voice was strained.
"Go ahead." Hermione blushed deeply while trying hard not to laugh.
The Slytherin immediately rushed into her bathroom. He quickly closed the door and took his pants off and boxers off swiftly. Draco jumped in the shower and turned the faucets to let the water pour over him. The warm water didn't do any good to him so he had a very cold shower.
Outside of the bathroom, Hermione couldn't help but laugh quietly at what had happened. It was embarrassing, but she had to admit that it was funny.
"Shit!" Draco yelled in frustration.
Hermione wondered what was going on in her bathroom, but then again, she didn't really want to find out. The brunette got up and walked over to her bed and snuggled into her covers. Now that she was alone in her room for the moment, she felt so naked without her shirt. Hermione got up, quickly threw on her blouse and immediately tucked the covers up to her chin while looking up at the ceiling with quite a flushed face.
After Draco's 'problem' was fixed, he quickly dried himself and put on his boxers but left his pants behind.
He walked out of the bathroom to find Hermione in her bed with covers up to her chin. She was looking up at the ceiling and didn't seem to notice him. Draco ambled towards Hermione and when he reached her large bed, he sat down on it which caused the bed to slightly dip low from the new weight added on.
"Isn't it a little hot in here to be under the covers?" Draco teased while getting in the covers as well.
Hermione didn't say a word but shook her head side to side.
"All right, if you don't plan on talking, then hopefully you won't mind me doing this," Draco snuggled himself next to Hermione. He kissed her on the cheek and wrapped his arms around her. Draco pulled her towards his bare chest and kissed her affectionately on her forehead.
"I love you, Hermione," he softly whispered.
Hermione was so close in saying that she loved him as well, but decided to pretend as if she fell asleep.
Draco sighed when he noticed that Hermione had closed her eyes and said nothing more while she was brought closer towards him.
'It's all right that you're not ready to tell me your true feelings, Hermione. I can wait…'
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Ginny walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room with a small smile on her face. Although she had to admit that she was quite disturbed when she saw Draco and Hermione being intimate in front of her. The red headed witch shuddered slightly but nevertheless, she was happy for them.
"Ginny," someone whispered behind her.
The Gryffindor witch jumped up from shock but she immediately turned around to find that it was only Neville.
"Ginny," he muttered.
"Neville, you scared me! What are you doing, skulking around at night?" she teased.
"I'm not skulking!" Neville harshly responded while grabbing her arm tightly.
"What are you doing!" Ginny threw off his arm on her.
"I for one think that you have been spending too much time with that Zabini," he hissed.
"I thought we've been over this before, we're on a break. Which means that I'm allowed to see other people?" Ginny tried to explain calmly.
"When did we talk about this," Neville seemed oblivious of the break that his 'girlfriend' was talking about, but then there was something sinister about the way he was acting towards her.
"I don't need to talk to you right now, bye."
Ginny Weasely walked away from him and quickly started to head towards the Gryffindor Tower. Neville easily caught up with her and roughly shoved her to the wall.
"Get away from me, you bastard!" Ginny screamed in disgust.
"Don't deny me, Ginny. You know that we'll be together, forever. Ron even said it was fine," Neville grabbed her shoulders and shook her.
"HELP ME! SOMEONE, PLEASE!" the red headed witch cried out loud.
"Nobody is going to come and help you, Ginny," the Gryffindor boy said in a menacing tone.
"Ginny?" someone said while turning around the corner.
It was none other than Blaise and he had a questioning look on his face.
"What's going on, Ginny?"
"Zabini, this is none of your concern," Neville growled.
The Slytherin strided towards the two Gryffindors and then stopped right in front of the red headed witch.
"If it concerns Ginny, it definitely concerns me," he sneered.
With that, he grabbed Ginny's hand and started to pull her away from the rather obsessive git.
"Where are you taking her!" Neville demanded to know.
"It's none of your concern, Longbottom. Go back to your Common Room or something," Blaise whirled his hand in disinterest.
Ginny didn't make a sound after Blaise had arrived but she was quite relieved that he was there. However, when Neville grabbed her other free hand, she squeaked in surprise.
When Blaise realized that someone was holding Ginny in place, he turned around to find Longbottom with a rather determined look on his face.
"Just let her go and get it through your thick head that she wants to get away from you."
The Slytherin was never aware of their past together, Blaise had always figured that Ginny had a higher taste in men.
"If she never liked me, then care to explain why she's my girlfriend?"
The Slytherin narrowed his eyes into thin slits.
"Liar," he hissed.
"Go on then Ginny, tell him that we are a couple," Neville said in a haughty tone.
"Neville," she whispered, "I told you before that we were on a break. If you can't accept this, then I'm just going to have to let you go."
Neville didn't say a word, but his red face was an open book. He was mad, really mad.
"Woah, wait. Ginny, you went out with this Neanderthal!" Blaise was flabbergasted.
"Sadly," she sneered while rolling her eyes.
"That's… you know what, some people make mistakes in their life. I'll let this pass."
Ginny sighed and started to walk away from the Gryffindor boy with Blaise. But Neville wasn't going to let that Slytherin just steal his girl.
"Oy! Zabini!" Neville yelled.
Blaise rolled his blue eyes and turned around slowly to only become hit strongly on the chin. With this sort of impact, he sprawled on the floor.
The Slytherin got up while rubbing his chin, "Fuck."
"What the hell was that for, Longbottom?"
"THAT was for stealing my girl!" And then the Gryffindor flew at Blaise.
The ebony haired wizard was much faster for that and quickly dodged the first blow. Now it was Neville's turn to hit to floor because Blaise had kicked him on the back when Neville had missed his target.
The Gryffindor landed with a soft thud but a sickening crack was heard throughout the hall.
With wide open eyes, Ginny gasped audibly. Blaise shook his head at Neville who was still on the floor. He turned his back towards the pitiful sight; it was bad idea because as soon as he had turned around, Neville jumped up from the floor and lunged at the Slytherin.
The two hit the floor unceremoniously and soon enough punches were thrown around everywhere while they started to roll around on the floor trying to obtain the higher position in the fight.
Ginny was in panic, she didn't know what to do. The only thing that she thought of was to petrify the two of them and just unfreeze Blaise while leaving Neville behind. It did sound like a good idea to her, so with an unsteady grasp on her wand, she said in a shaky tone, "Petrificus Totalus!"
Blaise and Neville immediately froze, and Ginny started to walk hesitantly towards them. The Slytherin was on top of Neville and his arm was lifted mid-air, about to hit the Gryffindor below him. The red head placed her hands on his arms and struggled to set him free. When he finally did come loose, Blaise tumbled onto the carpeted floor. With a flick of the wrist and a swish of a wand, he was unfrozen and stood up.
Without thinking of his injuries, Blaise walked over to Ginny and asked, "Are you hurt? Did that bastard do anything to you!"
The witch shook her head side to side; Blaise sighed in relief.
"I thought that had hurt you or worse," he admitted.
"Za-Blaise, you should be getting to the Hospital Wing. I'll go with you if you want," Ginny offered.
"I'm fine," was his reply, but he took Ginny's hand and smiled.
Even if Blaise had a black eye and a few scratches on his face, Ginny couldn't help but think how handsome he was. While they were leaving, Blaise let go of her hand and slipped it around her waist. Ginny smiled and leaned in to place her head on his shoulder. Without a second thought, they left Neville behind.
'Ginny, I swear that I will make you mine once more. Just as soon Zabini is out of the picture, we'll be together forever.'
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Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor Tower, Harry and Ron were playing Exploding Snap. They had played about five games and ever single one of them, Harry lost.
"Harry," Ron said while placing his last card on the table which exploded rather loudly and ended the game, "I can't help but feel that you're not yourself right now. I mean, I know that you aren't that much of a great player, no offense, but you seem really off."
Harry didn't respond but just started to set up another game.
Ron sighed and said, "Harry, just tell me what's going on. When you're all silent like that, I feel as if I'm talking to a walking time bomb.
"You want the truth, Ron?" Harry asked.
Without waiting for his friend's response, Harry started to mutter, "It's all because of Malfoy. If he hadn't stepped through that fucking door at Flourish and Blotts that day, then this wouldn't have ever happened. Out of all the bloody girls in this school, why did he have to choose Hermione, WHY?"
The nearby students jumped up when Harry suddenly yelled out loud.
"Mate, calm down; I'm not trying to be on his side or anything, but you can't really choose on who you plan on liking. It just… happens, you know?" Ron suddenly became somber.
"But you know, the worst thing is, she played me. Just like that son of a bitch Malfoy did, she played me," Harry bitterly replied.
Ron frowned, "Harry, didn't I ask you earlier if you still had feelings for Hermione? You didn't really tell me everything, did you…?"
Harry didn't say a word but just stared at the Exploding Snap cards that were settled in front of them.
It was silent for a moment, until Lavender came up to Ron and asked, "Ron, do you know where Ginny is? I've been looking for her everywhere here."
"She's with Hermione," Ron smiled at his girlfriend.
"Oh… all right then," giving him a kiss on the cheek, she bounded upstairs.
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Blaise and Ginny started to walk towards the Hospital Wing, when the blue eyed Slytherin told her, "I was really worried, you know. When I came around that corner and saw you caged between Longbottom."
The red head blushed, "I could've handled it myself."
Blaise didn't say anything, but just raised one of his eyebrows, "Oh really?"
"Definitely," Ginny smiled flirtatiously.
"So, if I took you back to Longbottom would you be able to take him on?"
"What, you don't believe me?" the red head raised an eyebrow.
"I have my reasons," Blaise pulled her closer to him, "So, what's the deal with you and Longbottom anyways? You must have a good explanation for going out with him."
Ginny frowned while pushing her away from him, "I don't really want to talk about it."
The Slytherin had a concerned look on his face, "Did he hurt you!"
"For the last time, NO, he did not hurt me. I'll see you later, Blaise."
With that, Ginny walked away from him, but he wasn't going to let her leave like that.
"I don't think so. You're coming with me," Blaise ordered while grabbing a hold of her hand.
He started to think about taking her back to the Slytherin's Common Room, but thought that it wouldn't be such a great idea. The only place that he could think of was Draco's place.
When they arrived in front of the painting, the sun argued with Blaise for awhile.
"I told you, THEY AREN'T AVAILABLE!" the sun yelled.
"What are you talking about they aren't available! They aren't even in the bloody room!" Blaise argued back.
"Just say the password, dear," the moon sighed.
"Helios," the Slytherin snarled.
Ginny just looked at Blaise and the painting fighting with a bemused look on her face.
Once they were inside the room, the red head pushed herself away from Blaise once more.
"What are we doing here?"
"I couldn't just leave you in the Gryffindor Tower. What if Longbottom came back seeking revenge," he said with a hint of humor.
"And you're expecting me to stay here… with you," Ginny looked at the Slytherin disbelievingly.
"I never said that I was staying," Blaise raised his eyebrow, "unless you want me to."
"Don't push it Zabini," she rolled her eyes and started to head towards the couch.
Ginny flopped on one of the red couches and started to settle herself in a comfortable position.
"I hope you're not planning to sleep on that."
"Where I sleep shouldn't concern you," Ginny replied while she closed her eyes.
Ignoring the witch's comment, he went on, "There are two great rooms upstairs that are currently not in use, and you're just going to sleep on the couch? You are unbelievable."
"Whatever…" Ginny whispered and soon fell into deep sleep.
'Is she asleep already?' Blaise thought to himself while walking towards the slumbering red head.
"Humph… yup… she is asleep."
With that, Blaise scooped her up into his arms and started to walk upstairs. Once he reached the top of the stairs, he started to head towards Hermione's room, but decided that it was a bad idea. So he headed over to his friend's room. Blaise walked in and settled her inside the bed sheets.
"Mmmm," Ginny groaned and flipped over on her stomach.
The Slytherin smiled and took out his wand. He pointed towards the couch in the corner and moved it in front of the bed. Blaise jumped on it and fell asleep while rethinking about what had happened that night.
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While Hermione was sleeping soundly against Draco, the Slytherin was still quite awake and was looking down at the brunette.
He sighed softly, not wanting to wake her up. Draco brushed a stray curl away from her face.
"Draco?" Hermione asked groggily.
The blonde froze, "Sorry luv, did I wake you?"
"No, you didn't," the Gryffindor stretched her arms and yawned. "But what are you doing up right now?"
"Couldn't sleep," he admitted.
"Why?" Hermione snuggled closer into him.
Instead of answering, he quickly changed the subject, "So… the ball is next week. Do you know what you're wearing?"
"No, not really," Hermione knew that Draco was avoiding that meaningless topic, but decided not to get into it, "all I know for certain is that it has to be medieval. What about you? Don't you have to wear tights or something?"
"I think I'll pass on the tights, and maybe the whole 'medieval' style. But don't worry," he stopped her from arguing, "I promise that it's something related to our theme."
"So where do you want to meet?" Hermione was slowly getting excited about going to the dance with Draco.
"I'll go over to your room, I don't want some random guy to whisk you away from me," Draco teased.
The Gryffindor didn't say anything, but secretly smiled. She rested her head against the blonde's shoulder.
Even though Hermione didn't realize it, she was beginning to grow accustomed to having Draco so close too her heart.
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The next morning, Hermione and Draco were up a little late.
"Hermione!" Draco yelled while looking through the pillows on the floor, "do you know where my clothes are?"
Hermione, who was in the bathroom, brushing her teeth, blushed. She immediately thought about last night and how close they were to having sex. The Gryffindor knew that she wasn't ready yet, but her body certainly thought so otherwise.
"It's in here," she yelled back while looking at his shirt and pants next to her.
The brunette grabbed a towel, dried her face and then gripped her wand that was on the other side of the sink and pointed at the clothes.
"Scourgify."
Draco walked in the bathroom with only his boxers on. The witch quickly blinked a few times, trying to get rid of the image of his well toned body in mind. It didn't exactly work, so she looked at his clothes.
"Over here," Hermione pointed the bundle of clothes next to her.
He grabbed his clothes and muttered, "Thanks," while kissing her on the cheek.
"N-no problem," she murmured while walking out of the bathroom and nearly tripping over the threshold.
The Slytherin smirked and then called out, "Hope you didn't hurt yourself!"
"Shit!" she hissed while grabbing her right foot.
"Are you all right?" this time, Draco said in a concerned voice.
"FINE!" the brunette huffed.
The blonde smiled while brushing his teeth. After, he started to put on his clothes, but then he stopped because he noticed that something was different. They should have been all wrinkly and such, but his t-shirt and pants were quite clean.
'Hermione…' he thought while beaming at the thought.
He zipped up his pants and started to walk out the bathroom while buttoning his shirt.
Hermione was zipping up her skirt and was about to clean up her room when she noticed that Draco was behind her.
"Thanks," he smiled while leaning over her shoulder to give her a small kiss on the cheek once more.
"For what?" the brunette queried.
"You're too modest," Draco mumbled in her hair while wrapping his arms around her waist.
Hermione sighed softly while the Slytherin started to rock them sideways.
"Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"I didn't mean what I had said yesterday, I'm sorry," she whispered.
Draco didn't say anything back for awhile which only made Hermione concerned.
"Dr-"
"Why did you think that we couldn't be together, Hermione?"
"I… I don't know."
The two were silent while the blonde was still rocking them side to side.
"Draco?"
"Yes luv?"
"Were you serious when you told me to forget about everything?"
"It doesn't matter now, does it?"
He wanted to forget that that had happened. Right now, he was more eager on looking forward to the future… their future.
Hermione shook her head in agreement, "I guess you're right."
"I'm always right," he replied confidently.
"Of course you're always right, you're Draco Malfoy," the brunette sarcastically responded.
Draco smirked, "I think we should be heading towards the Great Hall, but I have to go and get my things. Is that okay with you?"
Hermione nodded and squirmed her way out of his grasp; she grabbed her book and started to head out. The Slytherin smiled widely and followed after her.
Before Draco closed the door, Hermione swished her wand and all the pillows vanished as well as the burned out candles and the veils.
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Meanwhile, in the Head's Room, Ginny woke up stretching and yawning. While she raised her arms above her head, she looked to her side and jumped up.
'What the hell is he doing here! Wait…' Ginny looked around, 'Where the hell am I?'
Blaise was laid out on a couch with his arms crossed on his chest. She did a double take when she saw the enormous black eye that he had on his left eye.
The red haired witch stepped out of the bed when she finally noticed that the bed sheets were green.
"Oh. Shit."
Ginny immediately thought that she was in the Slytherin's rooms when she saw all the Slytherin décor around her.
'Out of all the places, WHY THE HELL DID HE BRING ME HERE!'
The Slytherin groaned and flipped over to his side, facing the couch. While the witch immediately froze, "What if he wakes up? What am I going to do then! DAMN IT!"
That definitely woke him up.
"Something wrong?" Blaise asked groggily while rubbing his eyes.
"No," she squeaked while immediately sitting back down on the bed.
The ebony haired wizard sat up with his eyes closed.
"What time is it?"
"I… er- … dunno?"
The Slytherin noticed that Ginny was being jumpy, so he explained while opening his eyes, "If you think you're somewhere down in the Slytherin rooms, think again. We're in Draco's room."
"Oh, right…"
Blaise squinted at the clock in the corner, it was somewhere around eight fifteen. He jumped out of the couch but then fell back on it.
"That hurt," he mumbled while rubbing his sides.
Ginny stood back up and walked over to Blaise. She sat down next to him; there wasn't that much room, so she was close to him.
The Slytherin looked at her sideways and asked, "Sleep well?"
She nodded in response and then lifted her hand. Ginny hesitantly reached out to his face, her hands shaking slightly, she faintly traced the strong features of his face. In response, the Slytherin closed his eyes and rubbed the side of his face against her hand.
The red head slowly leaned in while steadying her hand on one side of Blaise's face. Ginny placed her soft lips on his, which caused Blaise to open his eyes wide open. He didn't waste time, ask questions or move away from her, instead, he wrapped his arms around her waist and tenderly pushed her down on the couch.
Blaise brushed his tongue gently on her bottom lip. She opened her mouth quickly and wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed him closer to her.
He started to move into a much more comfortable position, but suddenly, the door bursted wide open. The two immediately froze, the only people to come in the room was Draco or Pansy. Harry and Ron had know need to come in here anymore since Hermione moved to another room, but nevertheless, they held their breaths in fear of being caught.
"Draco, you have a messy room," Hermione teased while looking at the unmade bed and the couch that was moved next to it.
The blonde Slytherin scowled but whispered, "Someone's been here, stay back."
Hermione glared at Draco while he raised his wand.
"It's probably your imagination, you know, coming from your arrogant, blonde head of yours," she grumbled while she took out her wand.
The Slytherin sighed and turned around to face her, "Hermione, get back."
The brunette just shrugged and pushed Draco aside. She cautiously walked into the room.
The blonde muttered something about Hermione being 'too damn stubborn for her own good' and 'it's going to catch up with her someday'.
Meanwhile, underneath Blaise, Ginny was trying hard not to laugh at her friend and Malfoy. The ebony haired Slytherin tried to silence her by covering her mouth with his hand. The red head scowled and narrowed her eyes, Blaise just replied with a smirk.
Hermione craned her neck over the couch to see if anybody was there. She could make out a shape on it, so she turned around to Draco and mouthed, "Someone's here!"
Draco nodded and started to back up, he was planning to jump over the couch and surprise the unknown person or persons.
The brunette had an expression on her face that just had 'What-the-hell-do-you-think-you're-doing' written all over it.
The Slytherin raised his hands up to prevent Hermione from saying anything, and then in full speed and ran over to the couch. Draco swiftly jumped over the couch and once he landed on his feet, he unknowingly pointed his wand at Blaise and Ginny. When he finally realized that it was them, he couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.
"Who is it?" Hermione queried while walking around the couch to find her friend and Zabini in the most scandalous position.
Hermione dropped her jaw in shock, "G-Gi-GINNY?"
Are you proud of me or WHAT! I worked all week to get this done and it ended up finished on Wednesday. And then I had a good amount of time to go back and edit. Yayyyy:) All right, so maybe there wasn't angst in this. I really thought that there would be, for goodness sakes, I tried to even add it on! But then it would have been an uber long chapter, and we wouldn't want that. :P
It's a definite that there will be angst in the next installment.
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p.s. I have volleyball tryoutson August1, 2,and 3so ... I'm thinking the next chapter might be out on the seventh of August. BE READY!