A/N: SOO SORRY.
If you need to, please read the last two or three chapters or so. Alright no more talk, A/N at the end.
Chapter 30: New InformationThe next few weeks passed by rather quickly. March was nearing its end and the 7th years were beginning to feel the pressure of their NEWTs. Things between the trio were tough. Although Harry still occasionally exchanged a word or two, Ron was giving the complete silent treatment. It bothered Hermione very much, seeing as they were her best friends, but she only hoped they would eventually learn to accept.
As April drew near, Hermione and Draco began working on their Inter-House Relationships Assignment.
"Look at all of these," Hermione said, gazing at the collection of volumes in the Restricted Section.
"Yes, spectacular," Draco said sarcastically. "Go ahead and read them all, just wake me up when you finish…"
Hermione playfully slapped Draco's arm and returned to searching through the stacks of books.
"Here, this should be helpful," she handed Draco a book titled Slytherin and Gryffindor: What Went Wrong.
After selecting a few others, the two sat down at a nearby table. Hermione pulled out a scroll of parchment and a quill.
"We should take notes," she suggested, opening a book.
She instantly lost herself in the text, her quill scribbling away.
Draco simply sat and watched her.
'She's so beautiful,' he though to himself, as she scanned through the pages. 'And oh so sexy while concentrated…how I'd like to—"
"Oh, have a look at this!" Hermione interjected, interrupting Draco's less than pure thoughts.
"What is it?" he said reluctantly.
Hermione read aloud, "…'exactly why such a rivalry formed is not fully known, but what came of it is indeed an important factor…'" she skipped around to the next chapter. "Aha, here it is…'Section Two: The Curse. The rivalry between houses, specifically Gryffindor and Slytherin, lead to such extremes that it is prophesied a curse was formed. Unless the two houses agreed to terms of peace and friendship, the curse was said to allow a greater evil (within a house) to prevail by special means…'" Hermione stopped abruptly.
"That is…intriguing," Draco began, "but what the bloody hell does that mean?"
Hermione sighed. "We can only take a guess. It seems the volume just ends after this bit. The rest of the pages are blank."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Let me see that," he reached over and took the book, flipping through the empty pages.
Hermione shot him an 'I-told-you-so' look.
"Alright, alright, you were right," Draco gave in, "but to no surprise, obviously."
Hermione rolled her eyes and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
"Well, I think our next step should be to research this 'greater evil' bit," Draco suggested.
"Very smart of you, Drakey Wakey Poo!" she mocked him in a babyish voice.
He threw her a sarcastic grin and glanced at a nearby clock.
"I appreciate your intense mockery," Draco drawled, "but I've got practice in about five minutes."
"Ah yes, for the big Gryffindor versus Slytherin game…no doubt who'll win," Hermione added the last part quietly.
"What was that I heard you say?" Draco demanded.
"Why, nothing..." she replied sweetly.
"Don't make me have to punish you…" Draco grinned slyly and began to move over toward her.
A throat cleared causing the two aroused teens to instantly turn and see who was there.
"Now now, good students don't shag in the library," said a smirking Blaise, as he made his way over to the pair.
"Hilarious, Zabini," Draco said dryly.
"I love you too, Malfoy. But besides my extreme need to express my undying passion for you, we've got practice right now. You can snog her later," Blaise said in his regular cocky tone.
It was Hermione's turn to raise an eyebrow at the two.
"Alright Draco, just…go off and practice…I'll be in the common room trying to sort this out," she told him, quickly kissed his lips, and walked off.
"You lucky wanker you, she is gorgeous, that one is!" Blaise leaned one arm on the table.
"Watch it, Zabini, she's mine," Draco reminded him jokingly.
"Ah, damn," Blaise said with false disappointment. "Only joking…alright Malfoy, let's actually go do what your girlfriend thinks we're doing…and by that I do mean Qudditch…"
Draco just laughed and followed his friend out of the library.
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Draco took a hold of his broom and kicked off the ground. As the broom soared, so did his thoughts.
'I really am one lucky bloke,' he thought to himself rather earnestly, as he searched for the snitch.
He led himself to wonder how things had come to be the way they were. From six years of hate to possible love…
'Who would've thought?'
Draco quickly ducked to avoid a stray bludger that missed him by a centimeter.
"Sorry about that one," shouted a beater from below.
"No worries," Draco called back. He began to give orders, "Alright mates, let's practice last week's play for a bit."
The players instantly flew to their positions and began throwing the quaffle about.
Draco continued to ponder as new thoughts flowed through his mind.
He really had hoped for the two of them to have…progressed…a bit further than they had. However, he knew Hermione was much different compared to most girls he was accustomed to. For all he knew, she was probably a virgin.
'All the better I suppose?' Draco chuckled to himself.
The thought of him being Hermione's first gave him a thrill.
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Hermione dropped off a few books in her common room and headed toward the Great Hall for dinner.
She was relieved to find that Ginny was sitting with a few girls in her year, rather than Harry and Ron. Sadly, the tense silence between the friends continued.
Hermione took a seat next to her redhead friend and sighed. Noticing her sullen mood, Ginny gestured for her friends to leave them alone for a bit.
"What's the matter, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
Hermione sighed.
"Aw, 'Mione, if it's about those two, don't worry about that! They'll get over it, you know them," assured Ginny.
"I wish I could convince myself that easily. I want them to be happy for me; they're my best friends. I can't help but wonder if it would just be better to end things with Malfoy," Hermione wiped a stray tear away from her eye.
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A/N: AH. SOOOOOO INCREDIBLY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING.
I've been extremely busy with school, and this fic is ALWAYS on my mind, but I never have time to continue writing.
I will not give up on this fic, though. Bear with me guys!
I know this is short, but I wanted to get it out right away. No shout-outs this chapter, same reason, sorry!