Chapter 7 of Immortal Love:
Disclaimer: I do not own anything regarding Harry Potter.
Summary: I can't believe that idiot Krum cursed me! He was supposed to be my ex boyfriend. Now I can't regain my ability to perform magic until I find my true love. Oh great, I guess I'll find him after I date ever guy on Earth!
Recap of Chapter 6:
Draco … Malfoy stood up and looked at me … "So that kiss was an accident?" he asked.
I nodded again, not trusting my voice.
My heart was screaming "No! I wanted to kiss you! You're so freakin' hot…"
"I see," he said icily, and he walked back into his room.
"By the way, Granger, thank you for the blanket. It was good while it lasted…" he laughed.
What have I done? One minute he was yelling at me. The next minute I was kissing him. And then we're back to the yelling again. What is wrong with me?
Chapter 7 of Immortal Love:
My head was spinning. There was absolutely nothing to do in the tower! I was bored; so bored that I was willing to do almost anything to get a book to read. I'd read every single book in the library of the tower, and now, I had nothing to do.
I went outside into the Common Room and found Draco sitting on a couch, reading.
He was reading 25 Ways to Get Back at Your Enemy. I frowned, where had he gotten that book? I thought I had read every single book!
"Dr … Draco?" I asked, clearing my throat.
He looked up coolly at me and rolled his eyes, "What do you want Her – Hermione?" he asked, mimicking me.
I frowned, "Where did you get that book? I'm pretty sure that it wasn't here yesterday."
Draco closed the book and tossed it up into the air, before catching it.
"Interested in reading it?" he asked, "I always thought you were more of a 25 Ways to Get Your Enemy type of person. Never thought you'd want to read this book…"
I rolled my eyes, "Look, you have absolutely no idea how much I hate being locked up here in this tower with you! I have nothing to do, and I have read every single book in the library."
"Then read through them all a second time," he said, smirking.
"I don't want to," I replied through gritted teeth.
"Too bad, if you want this book," said Draco, "You'll have to work for it!"
"What do you mean?" I asked, growing curious.
"Simple, you have to do what I say," he said, smiling evilly.
"And if I don't?" I asked.
"You won't get the book," he declared.
"That's not fair!"
"Oh, it's totally fair. I'm just as bored as you are in this room. You provide me with no entertainment! Tell you what, if you can tell me something you did that I have never done, I'll let you read this book," he said, congratulating himself for thinking up that idea.
"You mean like 'I Never'?" I asked warily.
"Yeah, something like that, except you don't have to drink Fire Whiskey or take body shots. So, you agree? That way, I get entertained, and you … I don't know what you get, but at least I get entertained!" he said enthusiastically.
I shook my head, "No, I don't agree. That is a stupid idea," I said, sitting down on the seat besides him and crossing my arms.
"Chicken are you?" he asked, grinning.
If he hadn't grinned that sweet smile, I would not have gave in to the stupid and idiotic game. Darn Draco Malfoy for having a sweet smile that could melt butter!
"I am not chicken. Fine, I'll play this stupid game! But you have to promise that nothing I say will ever leave this room," I warned.
He nodded.
I kicked off my sandals that I was wearing and pulled my body onto the couch, so that I was sitting with my head against the arm cushion and my legs on Draco's lap.
"Hey! Get your legs off of me!" he said.
"No."
He proceeded to pull himself onto the couch and placed his legs on top of mine.
"You suck," I said, sticking out my tongue at him.
"You are so immature," he shot back.
I frowned, "Okay, let's see … I …IcheatedonatestwhenIwasinelementaryschool," I blurted out, my face turning red.
"What? Care to repeat that slowly?" he asked.
"I … cheated on a test when I was in … elementary school," I said, blushing.
"Elementary school? Is that Muggle School?" he asked.
I nodded.
Draco roared with laughter.
"What in the world is so funny?" I asked, trying not to care that he was laughing at a secret I have never told anybody in my life.
He gasped, seeing the look on my face.
"Merlin! If that's your worst secret, you can't have anything that can outdo what I've done! You really are a prude!" he said, laughing.
"Hey!" I cried defensively, "I happen to think that cheating is very bad. So if you're laughing, you've obviously cheated?"
"Loads of times," he said, nodding his head.
I racked my brain for something that was worse.
"Once, I got mad at a teacher for saying that I was stupid. I forgot how to spell a word and he embarrassed me in front of the whole class. Since I wasn't at Hogwarts yet, I didn't know that I had magical abilities. I stood up and yelled that I wasn't stupid, and that he was the stupid one. I had caught him flirting with another teacher, and I spilled that out and then, because I was so mad, I levitated him into the air, and he flew out the window and landed in the dumpster," I concluded, feeling proud of my victorious deed.
"Hermione," said Draco, shaking his head, "That's nothing! Don't you have any dirty secrets about yourself?" he asked.
"Like what?"
"Have you ever shagged somebody at an inappropriate spot?" he suggested.
My mouth opened, and I felt appalled at the mere thought of him mentioning the word 'shag'.
"You mean to tell me, Draco Malfoy, that you have?" I asked.
All of a sudden, he looked away and when he looked back at me, his cheeks were red.
"Oh my gosh! You've never shagged anybody before?" I asked, feeling giddy.
He growled, "Hey, and neither have you!" he said.
I waved off that fact, "So, nobody thinks I have. But you! Everybody at Hogwarts thinks you have. Do you know how many rumors float around about you?"
Draco smirked, "I know."
I rolled my eyes, "I don't have anything then," I said, admitting to defeat.
Draco shrugged, "Here, you can read the book."
My mouth dropped open, for the second time in ten minutes.
"Draco Malfoy, actually be hospitable, and giving me, a Mudblood, a book?" I asked.
He frowned, "I thought you didn't like me calling you a Mudblood?" he asked.
"I don't!"
"And besides, you sound weird when you say it. Only I'm allowed to say it!" he said, chuckling.
Dang Draco and his smiles, laughs, and chuckles!
"So can I read the book?" I asked him.
He nodded, "Here," he said, handing me the book, "Knock yourself out. After all, you did provide me with some entertainment..."
I settled myself down on the couch and began to read it.
"I never knew that talking to you could actually be interesting!" he declared.
"You thought I was actually boring?" I asked.
He grinned, "Course I did! It was actually fun."
I looked at him and nodded my head.
"What happened to the cold Draco?" I thought.
Before I knew it, the next morning had come.
I dressed in a mini-tee and shorts and headed outside, and I found Draco sitting at the breakfast – or lunch or dinner – table waiting for me.
"Dressing to impress me?" he drawled out.
I rolled my eyes, "You wish."
I sat down, and asked, "So, how'd you sleep?"
He frowned, "Why are you even talking to me?" he asked.
I looked hurt, "What?"
"Just because we chatted last night doesn't mean I want to still talk to you," he said, taking a bite out of his blueberry muffin.
"What?" I asked him, already feeling bad.
"That was yesterday. I don't know what came over me. Why the heck am I frolicking with a Mudblood?" he asked coldly.
"What the heck?" I thought.
As a tear leaked out of my eye, I shot up from the table and ran into my room before slamming the door.
"Never again would I think Draco Malfoy could actually have the decency of becoming a nice person!" I thought furiously to myself.
I slammed myself onto my bed and screamed into my pillow.
Never again will I trust him …
I walked outside to the fireplace, and I threw in some powder and said "Professor Dumbledore."
A second later, his head appeared into the fireplace, and he looked at me gently.
"Ms. Granger? What's wrong?" he asked.
I sighed, "Professor, I … I can't … I can't go on living here!" I stammered out.
He frowned, "Hold on a minute."
His head disappeared from the fireplace, and a minute later, a 'pop' was heard, and Professor Dumbledore was standing in front of me.
"Yes?" he asked.
I frowned, "This whole … I can't stand it! I want to go back. I need to see Harry and Ron!" I said, desperately.
He shook his head, "I'm sorry, but I can't allow that. Right now, Voldemort is gaining more power, and he will attack you at once if he knew about you and your current situation!"
My shoulders slumped.
Dumbledore must have taken pity, and he said, "I'll see what I can do. Meanwhile, try to deal with it."
I nodded my head, feeling grateful. Dumbledore disappeared, and I threw myself onto the couch. Ten minutes later, another 'pop' was heard, and a pair of feet was in front of me.
"Hello Hermione," said a deep voice.
I looked up and into the emerald green eyes of Harry.
"HARRY!" I screamed, launching myself at him and wrapping him in a hug.
"Whoa! Hermione! How's it going?" he said, chuckling.
I released him from the hug, and I sat back down on the couch.
"Miserable! You pretty much know everything, huh?" I asked him.
He settled himself down next to me.
"Not really, except for the fact that you're living with Malfoy," he said, shuddering.
I leaned against him, and he wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
Unbeknownst to me, Draco was standing on the other side of the wall, listening to my every word.
"It's horrible Harry! I hate living with Draco," I declared.
"Draco?" asked Harry, "Since when have you been chummy with him?"
"Harry, it's hard to live with him and not call him by his given name. It's already been a couple of weeks. Anyway, it was tough at first living with him, but then he opened up and I got to see that he was a human being. He was vulnerable and weak, and that Draco made me connect with him," I said.
Harry nodded, "Go on."
"But then, he became his usual self! You know, the mean person that he always was."
"What did you talk about?" Harry asked.
"He told me about his past and his father … he doesn't want to be a Death Eater Harry! He's really a good person, but he can be so cruel!"
Harry nodded, "Tell me about it."
"Yesterday, we got along fine, but this morning, he acted as if nothing had happened! I thought he was becoming a better person. I began to trust him, Harry! And then in the morning, he basically ripped my heart out of my chest and stomped on it," I said, feeling dejected.
"He ripped your heart out of your chest?" asked Harry, raising an eyebrow, "Great use of words! It seems like somebody has fallen hard in love..."
I frowned, "Oh be quiet Harry. You know that's not true!"
Draco listened to their conversation, his heart clenching at the thought of what Hermione was saying.
She trusted him. And he ruined it all because he cared too much about his reputation. What the heck was wrong with him?
He glanced around the wall and saw Harry with his arm around Hermione. Jealousy flared.
Why was he angry with Potter? It's not as if he liked Hermione.
Harry shrugged, "Maybe it's because he doesn't want you seeing the real him."
Draco's mouth dropped open. Was Potter defending him?
I shrugged, and changed the subject, "Well, tell me about Hogwarts. How're you and Ron and Ginny doing?"
"We were really nervous when you disappeared, but Dumbledore told us that you had lost your magic and was in a safe place. He made us promise not to tell anybody what happened. And then he appeared in front of me today and told me to follow him. He said that everything must be kept confidential and I told him that he could trust me. I never thought that he would be taking me to see you," said Harry.
"Did you miss me?" I asked.
"Course! Oh, Ron is dating Lavender now," said Harry, "it's really cute seeing his ears turn red every time he's with her."
"How are you and Ginny doing?" I asked Harry slyly.
Harry blushed, "Fine … how do you know we're dating?" he asked.
"I see that dreamy look on your face. Don't think you can keep anything away from me Harry Potter!" I scolded.
Draco sighed in relief. Harry was with Ginny.
All of a sudden, Harry looked at his watch.
"Gosh Hermione, I have to go. Dumbledore said I could only stay for half an hour," Harry said, looking apologetic.
I nodded, "And you can't even tell Ron?"
Harry shook his head, "No. All he knows is that you're in a safe place. Ginny knows too, but neither of them knows what place that is ... except for me. I do have a surprise for you!"
He took out a book from his pocket and enlarged it to its normal size.
"I know how bored you must have been, so I bought this for you, in case I would see you. It's new and just came out!"
I looked at the book and squealed, "Harry! How did you know?"
I hugged him again, and Harry smiled, "I'll see you soon!"
He gave me a kiss on my cheek and threw some floo powder into the fireplace.
Winking at me, he shouted, "Gryffindor Common Room!" and vanished.
I sat down, thinking Dumbledore must have opened up the floo system just for Harry. I grinned as I read the cover of the book Hogwarts, A History II.
I smiled, not wanting to read it yet. Instead, I looked into the fireplace and began to think about how much Draco had affected my life.
A tear ran down my cheek as I thought of his childhood. He never grew up properly, which explained the fact that he was so cruel to me during my childhood days.
Suddenly, a long finger swept the tear away and a voice drawled out, "Crying?"
I looked up suddenly into the cold gray eyes of Draco's. Without knowing it, my eyes softened and I felt my mouth rise up into a smile.
I suppressed it and said, "No! What do you want?"
Draco sat down next to me.
"I couldn't help but overhearing your conversation with Potter," he said simply.
I looked at him, feeling enraged.
"You eavesdropped on me again?" I asked, feeling angry.
Draco had the decency to feel embarrassed.
"Hey! You were loud! And besides, is that how you really feel?" he asked.
I looked up at him, confused.
"What?" I asked.
"That you trusted me," he said.
My eyes filled up with tears and I nodded.
Draco nodded, "Look, sometimes I tend to get carried away with my reputation. I promise to stop. Well, I'll try."
I smiled at him, "Okay, and I'll try not to bother you so much."
"Truce?" asked Draco, smiling.
I nodded, staring at his smile.
I took his hand and we shook on it.
Author's Note: It's almost one in the morning and I need my sleep. I hope you like this chapter. I made it extra long because I haven't updated in a long time. Please read and review, and be sure to check out my new fanfiction, Through Your Eyes!
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