Chapter 11
Draco woke from a bad dream.
He was panting and was covered in cold sweat. He looked at his watch to find it was already 6 am. He sighed and decided he would not get anymore rest for that night.
He got up and reached his bathroom. He took a nice cold shower and tried to remember what he dreamt about. All he could remember about it was a woman in a purple robe. He could no remember its content or anything.
He sighed and got dressed.
Suddenly, someone knocked on his door.
"Yes?" his voice echoed.
"Master Draco? There is a Miss waiting for you in the fire." A house elf squeaked.
Draco was a bit confused but left to see who it was anyway.
It was Hermione.
"Hey Hermione" he smiled.
"Hey! Draco, I was thinking… would you like to have dinner with me sometime?" she said with a huge grin on her face.
"Um…" he thought of the damn prophecy… but wait, if it was a friendly dinner no harm would come to her right? "Sure. I got to go for a second but ill definitely owl you." He said to the now blushing Hermione.
'What was up with her?' he thought.
As the days progressed Draco had received owls from Hermione on where they should meet and when. Draco was a little taken back by this. He felt like…it was a real date. But he couldn't. Oh how he longed to go out with Hermione but… something might happen to her. He couldn't bare the thought that he caused that so he disregarded her letters.
Every time she would request a day he would say he was busy. Every time he would see her, he would turn around and apparate away hoping she didn't see him.
It hurt him. More than anyone knew.
Hermione,
He began his letter.
I… I can't go out. I… have things to work. Maybe when I have more time.
Draco
He hoped this was enough and sent his owl flying.
"Dada!" Marco said as he entered the room.
"Hey Marco. How's Pansy? You spent the day with her yesterday right?" he smiled at the young boy.
Marco nodded.
"Want to go with me to Diagon Ally?" he asked.
Marco shook his head and left the room.
Draco sighed and apparated to Diagon Ally.
He walked into Flourish and Blotts and began looking around for a good read.
He was in the middle of reading the back of 'The Prophecies of the Past' when someone coughed behind him.
He disregarded it and read on.
The cough got louder.
'Merlin, this person sure needs a healing spell for that cold.' He thought.
"Draco!" the person said and he turned around.
Hermione was in front of him.
"Oh hey Hermione." He smiled.
"Don't hey Hermione me." She scowled.
He looked at her quizzically.
"You told me you were going to do work." She frowned.
He kept quiet.
"Why are you avoiding me? You didn't do that before." She cried.
He saw a single tear drop and he could take it. He had to get away.
"I have to go." He told her and began to walk away when she held him back.
"See what I mean? You're ignoring me! Tell me why!" she demanded.
He could feel the pressure and angst bubble up inside of him.
"BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE YOU! LEAVE ME ALONE!" He shouted at her.
Authors Note:
Just for an explanation:
The prophecy meant that if Draco left Hermione alone then she wouldn't suffer but only if he could get her to love him again.
Draco is being mean to her because he doesn't know the whole prophecy and all he heard is that if he and Hermione would be together, something terrible might happen to her.
Hope that cleared things up! Please Review!